Wealthy and tyrannical marriage

Chapter 452

Ms. Lu Xiyan was like an officer inspecting the new villa. She looked at the new villa, confessed a few words to Zhou Zheng, and then went home by car. Since the villa has a housekeeper arranged by her son, she doesn't have to worry about it. The layout of the bedroom should be done by the young couple themselves!At that time, they can decorate as they like.

The young couple may not like her taste, so why should she spend time trying to dislike her.

Ms. Lu Xiyan was sitting in the car, ready to go home, when the phone rang, and she pressed the answer button.

"Hey, what's the matter."

"Ma'am, when are you coming back? Manager Meng from the jewelry company is here."

"Oh, I'm on my way back." Ms. Lu Xiyan just remembered that Manager Meng had already called her yesterday, saying that the batch of jewelry she ordered had arrived and was delivered today. She didn't realize that she had forgotten .

Mrs. Wang hung up the phone, turned to a middle-aged man in a suit and said, "Manager Meng, please sit down for a while, our wife is on her way."

Manager Meng adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled at Mrs. Wang, and said, "No hurry, no hurry, Madam is busy, we'll do it later. If you have something to do, go and do it!" He is a servant, and deserves his respectful tone.

Then he and the assistants behind him found a few guest seats and sat down.

"Will you drink coffee or tea?"

"Then just give us a glass of boiled water, thank you." The three assistants brought by Manager Meng answered together.

"Okay then, sit down for a while."

Manager Meng saw the person leaving, so he looked around. The first thing he saw was a large landscape painting hanging on a wall. Even a person like him who doesn't appreciate paintings can feel that this painting gives people a kind of feeling. Feeling majestic and majestic, and the words on it, I thought to myself, this painting must have been painted by some master, the painting is really good, and it is so big, it is probably worth a lot.He had also been to Murong's old house before, but it was only a year ago, and he hadn't seen this painting at that time, probably it was newly collected by Mr. Murong this year.

Everyone in City A knows that after Mr. Murong retired, he liked to collect those calligraphy and paintings everywhere.

An assistant sitting not far from Manager Meng asked in a low voice: "Manager, who painted this painting? It's really beautiful. Is it genuine? How much is such a large painting worth?"

Manager Meng glanced at the assistant, and said in a low voice, "Nonsense, of course it's a famous masterpiece. It's an antique, so it must be valuable. How could there be imitations in Murong's family? You are usually smart and clever, so why didn't you bring it with you today?" Out of your mind, you still come to ask such stupid questions.”

What kind of family is the Murong family? How could this fake be hung in such a conspicuous place at home.

The assistant smiled coyly, and felt that what he said was a bit silly, but it was also the first time for him, a small man who was paid, to come to the richest man's house, and the first time he saw what real wealth was. These decorations, big and small, are all expensive, and they can't afford to take out any of them.

What is oppressive wealth, what is low-key luxury, here is everywhere...

At this time, a servant brought up the tea and placed them on the small tables in front of them.

When Ms. Lu Xiyan entered, Manager Meng and the others had already added boiled water twice. When he saw the head of the Murong family, he quickly put down the cup in his hand, stood up, and said respectfully: "Madam, you are back."

(End of this chapter)