Chapter 247 Tang Buci is a profiteer
Tang Bushi lowered his eyes and said nothing, waiting for the other party to continue to carry out the tray.
The fake Qijun pulled up a wicked smile and said, "The price is still the same, but I hope I can buy one of the villas at that price."
Ye Xiaomei looked at Tang Buci in shock. He was not even happy with the annual rent of 800,000, so he just bought it?
Unexpectedly, Tang Buci didn't even raise an eyebrow this time: "Okay."
Chen Yan and the fake Qijun looked at each other suddenly. It was obvious that neither of them expected Tang Buci to agree so readily.
Tang Buci tapped his fingers rhythmically on his knees: "When the money arrives, we will sign the sales contract."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Tang, but we would like to visit which yard first." Fake Qijun made the request carefully.
"Li Yao, take them to visit Baiyu Temple."
Tang Bushi gave instructions calmly, and Li Yao took the person away.
This time, Li Yao finally let go of the heavy stone in his heart. He ran so fast and laughed so heartily.
After everyone left, Ye Xiaomei finally asked the question she had been holding back for a while: "Eight hundred thousand a year is not enough for you, so why are you willing to sell it?"
"It's far from the Tang family's house. Besides, you don't trust them, so why should I? If they do something illegal in my house, wouldn't I, the landlord, be implicated? Besides, Baiyu Temple is a Taoist temple that was given to us by our ancestors. It has been abandoned for more than a hundred years. Someone offered 800,000 yuan for it. Not only can I save the renovation fee, but I can also turn waste into treasure. Why not do it?"
After hearing this, Ye Xiaomei gave him a thumbs up: "As expected of a businessman, you are very cunning. I'll do it first as a token of my respect."
"However, since it has been abandoned for a hundred years, can it still be used for living? What if they are unwilling to spend 800,000 to buy it?" Ye Xiaomei asked this, and Tang shook his head without saying anything.
"It's obvious that you don't know how to do business. The fact that they came here twice shows that they don't want any of the Tang family's luxurious houses, but are here for any place on the Tang family's land."
When they came for the first time, Tang Buci was only willing to meet them for Ye Xiaomei's sake.
Later, seeing the changes in the relationship between Ye Xiaomei and her husband, Tang Bushi didn't want to give her face at all, so he raised the price just to make Ma Qijun give up.
This time he has humbled himself and come back with a determination to win. He must want to use the Tang family's house to do something that can earn him a profit of more than 800,000 yuan.
Why? Tang Buci knew it very well. Last time, when all the major entertainment venues in Chaocheng were rectified, some bosses were dissatisfied and threw dirty water on the Tang family's house. However, he was strict in his work and no one could harm him.
On the contrary, Tang Jiazhai became famous, so if anyone wanted to do something that was not presentable, they would definitely use Tang Jiazhai's reputation as a shield.
If he rented it, he would shoot himself, but if he sold it, it would be different.
This is the same idea that Ye Xiaomei thought of.
They must want to do something. They just said that time was tight: "I didn't expect Boss Tang to be so meticulous." No matter how business people plan, they will never let themselves fail.
"Prepare the medicine, the water is ready." Tang Bushi never gets complacent with praise, and never gets happy or sad with things. Only in this way can he keep his mind clear. Otherwise, eight years ago, his ancestral business would have been snatched away by a guy who pretended to be his uncle.
Ye Xiaomei regained consciousness and looked around: "Where are your people?" The stench suddenly penetrated into Ye Xiaomei's nose.
"I quit." Tang Buci touched his nose helplessly.
"Have you all resigned?"
"Well, except for the one who helps me take care of the yard and the entertainment venue, all the personal assistants in my yard have resigned."
Tang Buci's face was calm and he didn't feel embarrassed at all.
"..." Ye Xiaomei looked at Tang Buci with sympathy and comforted him: "Where is Li Yao?" At least someone has to help him take a bath. Ye Xiaomei would not help him anyway.
"I've paid him the salary. Aren't we taking them to see the house now?" Tang Bu Ci said, his eyes falling sharply on Ye Xiaomei's face:
"or……"
"No, I told you I'm only responsible for dispensing medicine."
"I'm not taking off my clothes, I'm just wearing my underpants." Tang Bushi asked tentatively.
"That won't work either." Ye Xiaomei gritted her teeth and said, "Then let's wait for Li Yao to come back."
Unexpectedly, Tang Buci shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Okay, I'll just crawl in by myself."
Ye Xiaomei had already entered the inner room and threw the medicine she had prepared in advance into the hot spring. As the hot steam rose, a pungent scent mixed with musk and the foul odor of black toad stone wafted over her face.
Ye Xiaomei pinched her nose and ran out: "Okay!"
Seeing this, Tang Bushi actually slid his wheelchair to the door, blocking Ye Xiaomei at the bathroom door.
Then he frowned, held one of his legs with both hands and put it on the ground, then held the other leg and put it down, supported himself on the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, and slid down slowly, about to climb into the bathtub.
Ye Xiaomei frowned and pulled him up reluctantly. Perhaps because he had spent so many years in a wheelchair, he was as thin as a bamboo pole. Ye Xiaomei helped him to the bathtub without much effort.
"Thank you." Tang Bu Ci said as he climbed into the bathtub and then began to take off his clothes:
"Please put my clothes aside for me."
Ye Xiaomei gritted her teeth, pinched the wet, smelly clothes with her fingers and threw them into the water bucket for him, with a "plop" sound!
"Just soak in it slowly by yourself." Ye Xiaomei couldn't stand the stench any more, so she ran out after giving instructions.
At that moment, Ye Xiaomei actually saw that Tang Buci's arm was as white as a jade carving, and there was a palm-sized area on his right shoulder blade with a birthmark that was even whiter than his original white skin.
The birthmark has a very specific shape, like a twisted snake - no, it has horns, it's not a snake.
“Doesn’t it stink?”
Ye Xiaomei was suddenly awakened and found that she had almost touched Tang Buci's back without knowing when.
He straightened up suddenly: "Is this a tattoo?"
"It's congenital. The doctor said it's a skin disease called vitiligo. I haven't seen it myself."
When Tang Bushi said this, his voice was nasal and it was obvious that he was pinching his nose.
"Oh." Ye Xiaomei turned around and walked out the door without thinking much, and quickly ran outside to get some fresh air.
Tangjiazhai is an excellent Feng Shui site. Even in the hot midsummer, the wind in Tangjiazhai is very cool.
Backed by Dongshan Mountain and surrounded by hot springs all year round, it is really a good place to stay.
Ye Xiaomei felt the breeze and squinted her eyes as she recalled the pattern. Why did it look so familiar to her?
Even if it is a skin disease called vitiligo, it doesn't look so realistic. Even the scales can be seen clearly, with the skin color as the gaps, making each scale look three-dimensional.
Sizzle! Ye Xiaomei recalled the sound of electricity coming from the TV.
The huge transparent container was filled with tubes of varying thicknesses, the thickest of which was as thick as a child's waist.
In the container, two snow-white snakes were entangled with each other, as if they were mating. The only difference was that one of them had a pair of palm-length, deer-antler-shaped horns on its head.
Several people wearing dust-proof suits, resembling scientific researchers, were standing by and watching the male and female pair reproduce.
With a crackling sound, the picture became increasingly blurry, like a videotape with poor signal.
Ye Xiaomei pinched her brows. The scene seemed familiar. She wondered where she had seen it before.
I don’t know if it’s because of the stench or because I didn’t sleep well these days, but I feel a little pain between my eyebrows.
"Doctor Ye...it's about time, Doctor Ye, Miss Ye...Ye Xiaomei, come and help me."
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