The surprise had barely surfaced when he heard him say that again.
"It's a good time to get married, let's get married."
Luo Ling: "!!!"
Damn, you don't need to breathe so heavily when you talk.
My heart almost stopped.
He patted his chest, glancing disapprovingly at the man who seemed completely unaware of what he had done.
I really wanted to jump up and bite him on the face.
"A-Miao, where are you going? You haven't agreed to go yet."
Lou Mingfan grabbed the person who had stood up and asked anxiously.
Luo Ling looked down at him with an air of nobility and aloofness, raising his chin. "Just wait and see."
You just startled me.
snort.
He grabbed his own things and walked out arrogantly.
Lou Mingfan quickly stood up, wanting to follow, but saw the person in front turn around.
His lips, with their distinct lines, slowly parted.
"Don't follow me. See you Monday."
He opened the door and left.
Lou Mingfan slumped his shoulders, a strange sense of sorrow about him emanating from him.
It's only Friday today.
There are still three days until Monday.
72 hours, 4320 minutes, 259200 seconds!
So many!
He felt he was going to get sick.
lovesickness.
For Lou Mingfan, three days felt like three years.
For outsiders, three days is a long time.
…
People in not only this city but also other cities went crazy after seeing the promotional materials for Lou's real estate project.
Don't be fooled by the fact that this is modern society.
Many people hold beliefs in ghosts and spirits.
People naturally tend to believe in feng shui.
Anyone with a certain status or position has been involved in this field.
They also flocked to it.
But there aren't many who are truly capable.
Those with exceptional skills are few and far between; people in high positions are too busy vying for them to even get a chance.
So now that we see the Lou family making such a big move, who wouldn't be tempted?
If it were someone else, they might have some doubts.
But the Lou family is a behemoth.
They do not believe that they can destroy their own foundation.
Therefore, even before the house went on sale, it had already received countless inquiries.
These days, everyone has some ambition, more or less.
"President, this plan is brilliant; it hits right where it hurts."
Jiang Chen handed over the statistics sheet, his expression excited.
I was worried before, but in the blink of an eye, things have turned around.
However, "President, is this still the Master Huang you invited?"
The person who helped them look at the house last time was Master Huang.
He is a true master.
He has a strange temper and only closes two deals a year.
We've already used it all up for this year.
Lou Mingfan shook his head. "No, he doesn't like to show his face."
He asked A-Miao about this.
A-Miao is afraid of trouble and doesn't want to be watched all the time.
"When the time comes, you prepare a room, separate it with a partition, and the master will sit behind the partition. Those who want to buy a house can go in."
"Remember to explain to them that the master doesn't want people to know. If they don't want to, then forget it. If they do, then let them into the room."
Jiang Chen clicked his tongue in amazement after hearing this.
"So mysterious?"
Lou Mingfan ignored him and continued working on the documents on the table.
Meanwhile, the mysterious master was staring at his phone with a conflicted expression.
The repeated calls from the unfamiliar number made his right eyelid twitch incessantly.
He was hesitant to accept the offer.
My premonition is very ominous.
But it seemed like the other party was determined to challenge him.
He wouldn't answer, so I kept calling.
I gritted my teeth, picked up my phone, and pressed the green button.
He wanted to see just who this person was.
Taking a deep breath, I asked, "Hello, may I ask who you are?"
Without knowing what was being said inside, Luo Miao suddenly stood up.
The chair slid backward with a loud noise.
But it did nothing to attract his attention.