Chapter 734 — Who Are You Talking About?
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"We'll bid one point one million too!" Tang Zhi said. Then she felt Wei Zhao squeeze her hand again, and had no choice but to add: "We'll bid one point one five million!"
"Huh?" Bald Boss Wu stared at Tang Zhi, hardly able to believe his ears. She dared to outbid him? Where did she get the nerve? Putting on a brave face while picking her own pocket, was she? But then he caught the little gestures Wei Zhao was making behind her, and the truth dawned on him — it was that bastard Wei Zhao, out to spite him!
So you dare to raise the price on your own, do you? He was convinced one point one five million was the absolute limit Wei Zhao could reach — otherwise, why not bid one point two million? The man's money had run thin; he couldn't go any higher!
So Bald Boss Wu gritted his teeth and announced outright: "One point two million! One point two million — now sign the contract for me, and be quick about it!"
True, one point two million for a house worth nine hundred and fifty thousand did feel a touch extravagant, but he had also succeeded in salvaging his face, in flaunting his wealth before Tang Zhi and Mother Tang — and that gave him a distinct sense of achievement!
This was only the first step in his success. After that, all he had to do was humiliate Wei Zhao a little, and then he could broach the matter of keeping Tang Zhi with Mother Tang.
"Oh, then it's yours. We'll keep looking at other places," Tang Zhi said, taking Wei Zhao's cue and shaking her head. "This one isn't really ideal anyway. One point two million is far too much to pay for it — it's just not worth it!"
"Not worth it? I'd say you two simply don't have the money!" Xiaoli taunted, though inwardly she was overjoyed. Bald Boss Wu had bought her a house at such a sky-high price — it made her look utterly prestigious.
"Even if we have money, we don't throw it around!" Tang Zhi pursed her lips. Thank goodness Wei Zhao had only meant to make the bald man bleed a little, rather than buying the place themselves — otherwise, paying an extra two hundred and fifty thousand for a house would have kept Tang Zhi awake at night!
Seeing Tang Zhi's family give up, the salesgirl stopped pressing them. If someone else was willing to pay a high price, why on earth should she object?
"Sir, shall we sign the contract now?" the salesgirl asked.
"Of course! I only just managed to win the bidding — what if someone else snatches it from under me?" Bald Boss Wu glared at her and barked.
"Very well, then let's go back to the sales office and sign the papers..." The salesgirl glanced at Mother Tang with an apologetic look. "Auntie, why don't you come back with me? I can help you find another nice apartment."
"All right..." Mother Tang had no other choice; it would have to do. Paying an extra two hundred and fifty thousand for a house was more than she could bear to part with! And on top of that, she had been hoping for a discount!
"So even your daughter's boyfriend is no good, eh? What's an extra two hundred and fifty thousand? To me, that's nothing but pocket change!" Once downstairs and aboard the electric cart, Bald Boss Wu remarked to Mother Tang, as though casually.
Mother Tang shot him a glare and said nothing, thinking to herself: if my son-in-law were a jackass like you, paying an extra two hundred thousand just to buy a house, that would be the real disgrace! When my son-in-law buys me a house, of course the cheaper the better!
Seeing that Mother Tang made no reply, Bald Boss Wu shrugged, and he and his little mistress began hugging and cuddling again.
"That man is truly detestable!" Once in the car, Tang Zhi grumbled quietly to Wei Zhao.
"Ha, there are plenty of houses out there — are we afraid we won't find one we like? Never mind an extra two hundred and fifty thousand; I could afford an extra million. But would your auntie accept that?" Wei Zhao laughed.