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Chapter 38 The So-called Relatives

Zhou Yingying glanced at him, with a smile on her pretty face: "It's all the same, the key is that my hands hurt, I'm sure it's not a dream."

“I %*^%%!”

Zhang Fan looked disappointed, but he didn't notice that there was actually no smile on Zhou Yingying's smiling face, but there was a hint of distantness in her eyes.

That night, on the way back after a big meal outside, Zhou Yingying was stuffed with a flyer by passing pedestrians.

Zhou Yingying looked down and saw an advertisement like this on the flyer:

Conan Private Detective: Investigation, evidence collection, secret photography, recording, do you suspect that your husband (wife) has an outsider encounter? Are you troubled by your husband's frequent staying at night? Please contact me: 189******! Ten-year-old detective! Help you tear your female cousin with your hand and kill the mistress with your sword!

Zhou Yingying was stunned for a moment, and then silently put away the flyer.

The next morning, Zhou Yingying took a special leave and prepared to accompany Zhang Fan to buy a house.

At the entrance of the stairs, Zhang Fan was smoking a cigarette and rushed to the room speechlessly. Zhou Yingying, who had not come out for more than half an hour, shouted: "Grandma! Can you hurry up? He shouted out at around 8 o'clock, now it's almost 10 o'clock, and you are still wearing makeup!"

In the room, in front of the dressing table, Zhou Yingying was holding a paint pen of her hand of unknown brand and scribing it on her face: "Isn't it also a way to put on makeup to make face for your men? Why are you anxious? It's still early, take a break first, let's have lunch first and then go there."

"...You don't see you like this when you go to work?"

"Can that be the same? There is no time to put on makeup at work." Zhou Yingying responded: "I said, don't worry about buying a house. There are several real estate projects in Daheng. We will have a plan together and it will be done in two hours."

"It's different, the properties in your company are too low."

"You have to show off."

Zhang Fan squatted at the stairs smoking a cigarette while chatting with his wife. At this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar person coming down from the upper floor.

This is a woman, about thirty years old, well maintained, wearing a famous brand, carrying a pink lv bag in her hand, her hair tied up, and she was graceful when she walked.

When Zhang Fan saw her, he couldn't help but frown.

This woman Zhang Fan knew, and she was his cousin Jiang Huiqin.

In fact, Zhang Fan's lineage is very monotonous. Zhang Fan's mother Bai Siyu and her father are basically in a state of being separated from father-daughter relationship. Although his grandfather Bai Yuan is very rich, he has never cared about Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan has rarely seen this grandfather.

Zhang Fan has few family members, but Zhou Yingying has actually quite a lot of family branches.

Take Zhang Fan's cousin's wife Jiang Huiqin for example. This cousin's wife is the daughter-in-law of the richest uncle.

Zhou Yingying, the uncle-in-law Ye Yong, was an official of high rank in H province a few years ago, while her husband Ye Tang was an officer of high rank in the Western Theater Command.

Relatives, in fact, that's it. Each family has two relatives who are relatively rich and powerful. For Tang Yulian, a family whose family background is in Hecheng City, his uncle Ye Yong naturally needs to rely on and follow.

Zhang Fan actually didn't catch a cold about this cousin's wife, because Zhang Fan had moved here for many years and had been married to Zhou Yingying for many years, but Jiang Huiqin had never been to his house.

It was only when she got married that Jiang Huiqin came once, but that time she hurriedly followed her personal favors and left.

As for other times, Zhang Fan only met Jiang Huiqin several times during the New Year greetings.

The so-called relatives need to walk more. If they walk more, they still have feelings, but if they walk less, they are actually worse than strangers.

Because for strangers, if you have no money or power, they will not look down on you, if you have money, they will not flatter you, and most relatives are just the opposite.

"Swish"

The moment Zhang Fan saw Jiang Huiqin, he subconsciously lowered his head and pretended not to see it.

What's interesting is that Jiang Huiqin also saw Zhang Fan the next second. She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously pretended not to see Zhang Fan.

If it was on the street, the two might have passed each other without interrupting each other, but obviously, this is not on the street, it is in the stairwell!

In such a narrow stairwell, if Jiang Huiqin wants to go downstairs, she will definitely pass by Zhang Fan. At this time, it is a bit unreasonable to pretend that she has never seen her before.

So, two seconds later, when Jiang Huiqin stepped downstairs in her high heels, and was about to reach Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan raised her head.

At this time, Jiang Huiqin also raised her head.

So... a human-made encounter that was not artificial began.

"Ah, Zhang Fan? Such a coincidence?" Jiang Huiqin said as if she had just seen Zhang Fan, "Are you... going to work?"

"No, I'm going to buy a house and change a house, haha." Zhang Fan smiled slightly. He had arrived at the door of his house, so he couldn't be too rude, so he invited Jiang Huiqin to sit at home: "Sister-in-law, we've arrived at the door of his house, let's sit for a while."

"Haha, I was just thinking about coming over to see you. I searched for a long time and found the wrong floor."

Jiang Huiqin smiled, and easily resolved the embarrassment, and also called on the little bit of human feelings that came here to see.

As soon as Jiang Huiqin entered the house, she saw Zhou Yingying who had finished makeup just after she came out. She smiled and said, "Yingying, you are here too."

"yes."

Zhou Yingying was also not very interested in this cousin's wife, but based on the principle that the guests were home and could not neglect, she stood up and poured water, saying, "Sister-in-law, why did you think about seeing us today?"

"Seeing what you said, it seems like I have forgotten you before." Jiang Huiqin took the tea and asked, "I heard you want to buy a house?"

"Yes, change the house and change the mood."

"If you buy a house, I know a director of Daheng Real Estate. If you need it, I can call you. If you don't say it, you should be fine. If you don't say it, you should be fine with a 20% discount."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yingying's smile suddenly stiffened on her face.

The director of Daheng Real Estate... Gao Zhiqun! Isn’t this her boss?

The so-called cousin's wife doesn't even know which company she works in? She deliberately or forgot?

Zhang Fan couldn't help but tease, "Sister-in-law, you are a noble person and forget everything. Yingying has been working in Daheng for more than a year."

"Oh! Ah?! Look at my memory!" Jiang Huiqin smiled awkwardly, patted her forehead, and then said with a smile: "Since you are from Daheng Real Estate, how convenient is it to buy a house?"

Zhou Yingying squeezed a smile out of the corner of her mouth: "There is no suitable property in her company."

"Well, that's right. Most of the properties in Daheng are mid-to-high-end, and the prices are expensive." Jiang Huiqin nodded, "Or why go to Huangjiashan? The land there is cheap, less than 3,000 per square meter, and there are second-hand ones. I also have acquaintances there. If you want to buy it, I can introduce it to you. Yingying, tell you that the house there is actually pretty good, but there is no certificate, and they are all illegal buildings."

Huangjiashan is a part of the urban-rural fringe, and the houses there... are one of the lowest areas in Hecheng City.

Zhou Yingying waved her hand and said awkwardly: "No need, thank you sister-in-law. Recently, Zhang Fan made some money in stock trading and wanted to buy a slightly better one."

"Have you made money by trading stocks?" Jiang Huiqin's face looked up at Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan, are you lucky? How much money did you make?"

Zhang Fan originally wanted to be more low-key and just say the number, but when he saw Jiang Huiqin's appearance, he recalled the face of his cousin's wife in the past, and he immediately wanted to pretend to be low-key: "Not much, let's do it, let's deal with it."

"puff!"

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, Jiang Huiqin squirted out the tea in her mouth as soon as she choked!

"So many! Zhang Fan! OK! I haven't seen it before! I have the ability!"

Jiang Huiqin wiped her mouth and said teasingly, but in fact, she didn't take Zhang Fan's words seriously at all. She just thought that Zhang Fan was used to being poor and wanted to brag and show her presence!

"It's okay, make do it!"

Zhang Fan said casually, he knew Jiang Huiqin didn't believe it at all.

Zhang Fan didn't care whether he believed it or not. Zhang Fan was not the kind of person who was particularly secular, nor was he the kind of person who lived in the eyes of others.

This can be seen from the fact that Zhang Fan could endure it for seven years in the Zhou family.

If Zhang Fan was not alone for his wife and daughter, it wouldn't matter if he continued to live in this low-rent house.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Jiang Huiqin's eyes, but she persuaded her, "Zhang Fan, it's a good thing to make money by trading stocks, but this thing is luck after all, and it's too empty. No matter how much money you earn, you'd better change a job and don't continue working in the factory. Listen to me, there is no future in that place."

As he said that, Jiang Huiqin paused and continued, "If you want to be willing, I will contact you with the general manager of Huatian Hotel and get you there to work as a security captain or something. It should be fine. I heard that you graduated from a martial arts school before, and the security work is very suitable for you. You should consider it carefully."

What can Zhang Fan say? Whatever he says seems to be inappropriate.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan could only smile and decline: "Thank you, sister-in-law, I'm grateful for your kindness. I'm just a salted fish. I'm just like that, it's like that, hey!"

"hehe."

Jiang Huiqin smiled, looked at her watch, and then stood up, "Okay, Zhang Fan, Yingying, I hope you have a good life, and I will not delay you from buying a house in Moon Bay. I have a beauty salon to do in the afternoon, so I have to go there."

"Sister-in-law, won't be later?"

"No, there will be opportunities in the future."

Zhang Fan stood up in a fake way: "Sister-in-law, I'll give you a gift."

"No, no."

"Sister-in-law!" At this time, Zhou Yingying rushed out of the bedroom. She walked to Jiang Huiqin with a tea gift box with the words "Da Hongpao" in her hand, and then stuffed the gift box into Jiang Huiqin's arms: "Sister-in-law, you come to us, I have nothing to get. You accept this tea. It was Zhang Fan's friend who took it from the origin of the property. It is first-class quality. Take it back and give it to Brother Tang."

"Don't mess with this, I didn't even bring anything!"

"No, you have to get something back when you come, otherwise you will look down on us!"

Jiang Huiqin couldn't resist and had to accept it.

What Zhang Fan and Zhou Yingying did not expect was that after Jiang Huiqin separated from them, she walked downstairs, less than two hundred meters away from Zhang Fan's house, and threw the tea that Zhou Yingying gave into the trash can.

"The tea Ye Tang collects every year has to be loaded in a truck! This is not the case if you want to please me!"

Jiang Huiqin said with contempt, took out the car key and pressed it, then entered a pink Porsche parked on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!
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