Chapter 135 Selling some small things

The convoy gradually drove out of the area of ​​the Noble Primary School, and then gradually drove out of the Second Ring Road and the Third Ring Road.

Finally drove into the suburbs.

"Why are you getting further and further away?"

"Does Li Xiaoya live in the suburbs? Are houses in the suburbs very cheap?"

They leaned against the car window, whispering.

Finally, the car drove completely into an extremely quiet villa area.

This place is full of single-family villas, covering a large area, but not very popular.

At first glance the occupancy rate is not high.

But even so, An Ying still recognized it: "This is Longhu Villa District. My family also has property here. My mother said it's very expensive."

"Then why doesn't everyone live here?"

"Because it's far?"

“Then why is it still expensive?”

"have no idea."

After all, the kids only knew so much. Instead, the Chinese translator walking on the side couldn't help but interrupt and say, "Real estates were very popular in the past few years. They built ecological forests and ecological lakes, and invited masters to design them..."

"But with Mr. Moore's financial resources, he can definitely live in the city. Why does he live here?" The translator couldn't figure it out either.

Komnenos was a man who didn't care about money, after all, he had plenty of it.

But he is a person who doesn't like to enjoy himself very much, because he thinks enjoyment is not important.

This leads to -

After he arrived in Jinshi, he directly rented a model villa here for 670,000 yuan a month without bargaining. Except for Li Xiaoya's bedroom, the furnishings inside were not touched.

No matter how beautiful a model room may be in the eyes of ordinary people, it will be tacky and crude in the eyes of the rich and the second generation of rich people.

After entering the door and looking around, there was no antiques, not even a painting with a name of the painter.

The rest of the high-end furnishings were not even visible.

"Bald."

"It's cold and icy."

"Li Xiaoya's house is so empty that it looks like they are filming a TV series."

"What are they talking about?" Komnenos frowned and asked the translator, "It's too noisy. If I sew their mouths shut, is that illegal in your country?"

The translator is full of question marks.

Isn't this illegal abroad?

He quickly answered the question first: "Yes, sir."

Then he relayed the children's conversation to Komnenos.

"Hey." Komnenos stopped on the steps, turned around and clapped his hands, motioning the kids to look at him.

He is tall and strong, and he looks very oppressive when he looks down.

The children couldn't help but look at him and kept silent.

"You think this place is empty?" Komnenos asked.

"Yes, yes... there should be a racing car there."

"There should be a vase here. I have a vase at home. My father said it was from the Qianlong period. It's very expensive."

"I have paintings by Zhang Daqian at home."

“I have a Qi Baishi at home!”

"I have a colored screen from the Kangxi period at home, which costs more than 10 million yuan!"

These kids started competing again, and they were competing fiercely, and no one was willing to give in.

Komnenos said to the translator, "Write a list."

Translation: "Huh?"

After being surprised, the translator still wrote the list honestly.

Komnenos asked again: "Who are your fathers?"

Comparing with one's dad is the most popular hobby among primary school students in aristocratic primary schools.

After all, their dad is very competitive, so they will take it out to compete whenever they have nothing to do. If they win, they can walk around with their heads held high.

This is the unspoken rule among primary school students.

So when Komnenos asked, they did not hide anything and almost couldn't wait to rush to reveal the names of their biological fathers.

"Write that down, too," Komnenos said again to the translator.

"Ah? OK, okay." The translator wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Li Xiaoya couldn't help but tug at Komnenos' sleeve: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't you like playing with bad guys? Let me show you how to be a bad guy."

Li Xiaoya's eyes widened.

You wouldn't cook them all and eat them, and then send some to their dad, right?

Seeing her so shocked, Komnenos could not help but hold her face with both hands and rub it hard twice.

After rubbing Li Xiaoya's face until it turned red, he immediately let go, feeling comfortable.

"Uncle, what kind of company do you run? I have never seen you before." After introducing his father's name, the child raised his head and asked Komnenos.

"Many. ... One of them is called Locke."

“Are you in real estate construction?”

"no."

“Is that a media person?”

The translator heard the voice and looked at the child in surprise. Even the media industry knows about this?

"No," Komnenos denied.

"Oh, so he's in the medical field?"

“No.”

“That must be someone who works in technology!”

Komnenos said: "Neither."

The primary school students looked at each other and concluded in their hearts that Li Xiaoya's father did not run a profitable business.

“What’s that for?” they asked.

"Sell some small things." Komnenos said lightly, and reminded them, "Shouldn't you call your family to tell them?"

"Of course." They all chose a place to sit or stand, and then took out their cell phones to make calls.

These second-generation rich kids are more or less a little shrewd.

After the call was connected, he first said: "We are all having dinner at Li Xiaoya's house tonight and will play until very late before going home. Maybe we won't go home, her villa is very big."

It is a rare "group" activity. Without the teacher's gaze and the parents' supervision, it is still very exciting for them.

Then they said, "Li Xiaoya's father is Mr. Moore, a foreigner. He owns a company called Locke."

This is to tell parents the truth so that they can feel at ease.

When they return home, they will also know from their parents how they should treat Li Xiaoya in the future.

Most of these children's parents are very busy, and the people who answer the phone are usually housekeepers, secretaries, and the like.

They hung up the phone happily.

After reporting to the higher authorities, things changed...

The circle of wealthy people is originally a place of fame and fortune, and the other party's background determines how they socialize.

When the parents learned about the other party's background, they searched it and found it was from a foreign country, Locke Company.

Well, it’s out…

Defense contractors

Um?

Um???