Mr. Qin's cinnabar mole

Chapter 82 Demolition of the second generation (3 more)
Reaching out to hold the cup of tea, Tao Ruyan took a sip, and said to Tao Rumo, "What a coincidence, is Miss Tao also surnamed?"

I never thought that this woman would take the initiative to greet me.

Tao Rumo stared at Tao Ruyan with extremely strange eyes, and then nodded, "Yes." After answering, Tao Rumo lowered his head and continued to read the contract.

Tao Ruyan noticed that Tao Rumo looked at her so strangely, and she was quietly relieved.

"Miss Tao, please come with me, I have prepared your house purchase contract for you." The salesperson took Tao Ruyan to another long table.

Ning Shuang suddenly turned her head, looking at Tao Ruyan's leaving back.The sea of ​​people is vast, and her Miaoman's back is very eye-catching.

Withdrawing her gaze, Ning Shuang stared at Tao Rumo's pretty face, and said unintentionally: "The girl just now looks pretty."

Tao Rumo immediately replied: "Your daughter looks good?"

"Of course my daughter is pretty." Ning Shuang said proudly.

Tao Rumo: "Then just look at me a few more times, always staring at people's backs, her ass is not as good-looking as mine."

Ning Shuang was speechless. "Your mouth is so poisonous, does Mr. Qin know?"

Tao Rumo said calmly: "Can I let him know? Let Qin Chu know, and you won't be afraid that your daughter will be returned?" In front of Mr. Qin, Tao Rumo paid great attention to his image.

Ning Shuang smiled and said, "Anyway, I've raised you until you're 28, and it's fine to raise you for a few more years."

Tao Rumo was moved, but also a little helpless.

After a moment of silence, Ning Shuang said to Tao Rumo again: "That girl seems to be named Tao too."

"It's not unusual. Tao Yuanming's surname is Tao." After Tao Rumo finished speaking, he lifted the cap of his pen, and under the guidance of the sales staff, he signed several names on the contract in succession.

Seeing that Tao Rumo really didn't have any other reaction to the woman just now, Ning Shuang completely quieted down.

It took an afternoon to go through all the formalities, and Tao Rumo wanted to dance happily when he walked to the center of the sales building.She couldn't wait to take out her mobile phone, open WeChat, and sent a WeChat message to share this important event.

Tao Rumo: [Buy a house, buy a house!From next month, I will live the life of a house slave. 】

Qin Chu felt a little melancholy when he saw Tao Rumo's WeChat updates.

Ruined.

Dr. Tao bought a car and a house, and he still lives in such a dilapidated old house. Would Dr. Tao look down on him?
Or, he also bought a suite?
Qin Chu seriously considered the matter of buying a house, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that buying a house now was not in line with his personality.

Probably, in Dr. Tao's heart, he is a man from an ordinary family, without father and mother, living in a dilapidated alley, with a low salary and a little girl who has no blood relationship.

With such poor living conditions, how can he have the money to buy a house?
Qin Chu propped his cheeks with his hands, and sat in the meeting room in a daze.

Cheng Hao opened the door and came in, and saw Qin Chu's worried face. "Boss, what are you thinking?" Cheng Hao put the coffee he made himself on Qin Chu's table.

Qin Chu glanced at him, then looked at holding a cup of coffee, his eyes showed vigilance.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief!

Qin Chu told Cheng Hao what was on his mind.After hearing this, Cheng Hao couldn't help but said, "Why bother? You did it yourself."

Qin Chu remained silent.

Cheng Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Well, tell Dr. Tao, just say it." Seeing Qin Chu looking over, Cheng Hao quickly advised Qin Chu: "Tell Dr. Tao that although your old alley is dilapidated, it is very old. It’s worth money. It won’t be long before the government will collect it, and by then, you will become the second generation of demolition!”

In the past, when "demolition" was mentioned, everyone looked sad.Now hearing the word 'demolition', who wouldn't want to celebrate with drums and gongs?
Demolition collection, that's money!

(End of this chapter)