But really, this Ye Che is too childish. Isn't it just calling him 'Two-Second Sir'? Was there a need to hold a grudge until now?
"How do you two feel? If there are no problems, we could go and have a look at the houses. Plus, our villa area is newly built, and there are many different house types for you two to choose from," the saleslady added.
Ye Che nodded: "Okay, remember to bring the contract. If we're satisfied, we can sign on the spot."
"Oh, of course!" The saleslady, who had never seen such a forthright customer, agreed continuously, quickly organized the contracts, and, holding several sets of keys, led them out.
Indeed, the villa area built by Dihao is extraordinary.
It backs onto mountains and faces the water, tranquility amid the hubbub.
But, the cost is nothing to scoff at.
If you're not someone with a considerable fortune, you couldn't afford even a single tile here in ten lifetimes.
"Kid, what number does your dad live at?" Ye Che asked thoughtfully.