Cen Qiyun nodded gently. "Yes, that's it. This sign is connected to the city's formation network. The bank spirit... is making money for itself."
This guy really loves money.
Only then did Meng Yi see the actual house for sale notice.
He quickly picked one.
[House for sale in inner city residential area, address: Building 48, second floor, 501, 114 square meters, price: 2.25 million. Please contact us for inquiries.]
It was also covered with some heavy red handwriting: Damn, I *****, poor bastard, stop bothering me!
If I remember correctly, Li Wenhui is in Building 46, which is very close and convenient.
This is good!
Meng Yi nodded with satisfaction, wrote down the address, and turned to leave.
Cen Qiyun grabbed him and asked, "Which one do you like?"
Meng Yi pointed and said, "What's wrong with this?"
Cen Qiyun peeled off the notice and waved it in her hand, "You have to take it with you, or someone will come to buy a house from you in the future."
Also, leaving the notice here will mislead others.
Meng Yi was at a loss for words. No wonder the owner of the notice looked very angry and said, "Poor bastards, don't come here." If he took down the notice but didn't buy anything, wouldn't he have to ask the notice to be posted again?
Moreover, I guess it costs money to post the notice here.
He held the notice and went to the corresponding address with Cen Qiyun, stood at the door and knocked gently.
Fortunately, the owner of the house was at home.
This is a divine figure who looks very artistic.
Meng Yi took a quick look at the house. It had a normal layout of three bedrooms and two living rooms, except that the largest bedroom had been turned into a studio.
When he entered, the figures on the paper stared at him intently.
"As you can see, I am an artist!" the owner of the house said unhappily.
"I heard that the New City is more artistic, so I'm going to move. What do you think?"
Artist? A name or a self-proclaimed title? Meng Yi nodded hesitantly, "Of course, I can, but... the price..."
The artist snorted coldly and looked at him sideways, "Poor?"
How could Meng Yi, who had just received a generous 16 million yuan, bear this? He immediately made the decision, "Alright, alright, transfer the money."
Seeing this, Cen Qiyun said goodbye and left, as she still had work to do.
The establishment of a redemption fund should be put on the agenda.
She will announce this exciting news at a big gathering tomorrow, and then organize believers to take initial action!
After enduring the bank ghost's chattering again and seeing 16 million turned into 13.75 million, Meng Yi finally got the house deed as he wished.
Spirituality is integrated into it, and exclusive certification is completed!
The artist packed up and left the room quickly and cleaned up very neatly, even taking the toilet seat with him.
Meng Yi looked at the bare room and sighed.
You also have to buy furniture and do the decoration...all of this costs money.
What were you just pretending?
Why not bargain?
Oh... forget about the decoration, I can just get the furniture later.
He looked around the room again and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He could be considered a homeowner now.
That large bedroom can be converted into a laboratory, where I can perform ritual magic, mix potions, and the like in the future.
As for the other rooms, just arrange them normally.
"Dong Dong Dong"
There was a knock on the door.
Meng Yi frowned. What artist is here again? Is he going to tear down the windows again?
That’s not right. He felt that there were three people outside the door.
He opened the door and saw Cen Qiyun, Xu Qingsong and Zhu Hongyu standing outside, all looking unhappy.
This made his heart jump, and he quickly asked: "What's wrong?"
Xu Qingsong said angrily: "While we were hunting in the wilderness, someone in the city targeted our Lord's followers!"
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