Fortune Teller Master

mother.
He doesn’t have a muddled head.
Otherwise, the two of them would be divorced a long time ago.

After talking about the supermarket, Fatty Wang had an idea and suggested they move to his rental house so that those people couldn’t find them for the time being: “I have a house that just expires.
I renovated it just last year.
It was designed with good materials by the designer I found.
All the furniture and electrical appliances are all complete.
After the Chinese New Year, I’ll ask someone to clean it.
You move there first and treat it as your own house until Zhang Yi finished building your villa.”

Lin Xu felt embarrassed when he heard it.
Fatty Wang’s rental houses were not small.
They were all finely decorated.
The rent there was at least 4,000 to 5,000 yuan per month.

Fatty Wang was a very good observant.
He knows what Lin Xu thinks the moment he saw his facial expression.
He smiled and said, “Brother Lin, don’t worry about money.
I can get so much money from the skills I learned from the little master.
What’s more, I received a lot of red envelopes from working with the little master.
The developer of this seaside villa alone gave 200,000 yuan red envelope.”

Lin Qingyin nodded her head: “Keep the old house locked and just wait for the demolition in a few years.
But we shouldn’t expect that we can build six suites and one store from it.”

Fatty Wang couldn’t help but laugh: “Back then, my yard is very large with a self-built three-story building.
There are many storage rooms inside.
Then I divided it into six suites and one shop.
The average family won’t be able to live if I divide it more.

Seeing that his daughter had decided on this matter, Lin Xu no longer declined.
He patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder and said with a smile: “I bothered you so much.
I’ll cook two more good dishes to thank you.”

Speaking of good dishes, Lin Qingyin suddenly remembered one thing: “Didn’t Han Zhengfeng say that his cooking tastes good? When will he let us taste his craft?”