"It seems like I can't hide anything from you guys. It's precisely because you know about me that Ms. Zhang keeps coming to find me. She hopes that I can buy a house here."

After hearing what he had to say, Zhou Hui smiled at him, "Zhang Wen, let's not talk about it anymore. Director Zhao, don't forget what you promised me before, you're telling me that after the financial crisis passed, Zhou Hui will come to our place to buy a house, but it's been so long. I'm guessing that you've already regained your composure. When are you going to fulfill your promise?"

Zhou Hui knew that if he didn't say that and didn't press Zhao Guotai, he definitely wouldn't have any intentions of buying a house.

Otherwise, Zhang Wen would have taken him down already.

When Zhao Guotai heard Zhou Hui's words, he revealed an awkward expression.

"Zhou Hui, aren't you forcing me? "You also know that I gave you most of my shares back then. Right now, I don't even have that much of a share, how can I have that much free money to buy a house?"

"Director Zhao, if Miss Zheng knew what you were talking about, would he still pester you for so long? Or is it your old lover, Ms. Liu? " Zhou Hui had already asked about Zhao Guotai's general situation. He knew that Zhao Guotai was secretly entangled with a woman named Liu. The two of them even had children.

Zhao Guotai obviously heard the threat in Zhou Hui's words. He lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"Since you've already said so, I'll go buy one. Shall we go take a look at the rooms now?"

At that moment, the female assistant came in to bring him some tea.

As soon as she entered, Zhou Hui smelled the aroma of tea filling the room. It was brewed with the best Tie Guanyin and stored in a transparent teapot.

The tea leaves were becoming fresher and fresher.

Zhou Hui pointed to the tea leaves, "We're not in a hurry. Wasting such a good tea is a pity, let's have a cup of tea first."

Although Zhao Guotai didn't know what Zhou Hui was thinking, he still agreed.

He kept a close eye on Zhou Hui and observed his movements, but could not understand what Zhou Hui was trying to do.

Zhou Hui's every movement would cause him to ponder for a while.

He then sat down and began to drink his tea.

After a while, Zhao Guotai was the first to lose his cool. He asked Zhou Hui when he would check in.

Zhou Hui looked at the tea leaves in his cup, "Director Zhao, you have more than one son now, right?"

Upon hearing Zhou Hui's words, Zhao Guotai's forehead was covered in sweat, "Zhou Hui, just tell me what you want to say."

"I want to say, with so many sons, one house isn't enough. I hope you can buy two more."

Zhao Guotai was shocked when he heard this.

"Zhou Hui, aren't you trying to make things difficult for me? I originally didn't have much money, and buying one was already taking into account our friendship. Two sets, where would I get that much money from?"

"Really?" Zhou Hui asked curiously.

Zhao Guotai was very anxious and kept sighing, "Why would I lie to you? Of course not. "

Seeing that he didn't know what to say anymore, Zhou Hui agreed.

He had thought that if Zhao Guotai could buy two sets, he would be able to complete his mission a bit faster.

Since that was the case, Zhou Hui could only look at the others.

Zhao Guotai kept his word and went to buy a duplex apartment that cost over 10 million yuan that afternoon.

Although this far exceeded Zhou Hui's expectations, he still couldn't say anything.

On his previous customer list, there was also a 50-year-old female tycoon, Wang Kailin.

This female tycoon was the lingerie magnate of Pu Jiang city. She had always been in the underwear business.

Previously, Zhou Hui had asked around, but she had a husband in his forties who had married into his family.

This female tycoon liked to shop around in real estate when she had nothing to do and hoard a few more houses in her hands. It was only because of this that Zhou Hui got to know her.

After leaving Zhao Guotai's place, Zhou Hui went straight to the female tycoon, Wang Kailin.

However, Wang Kailin had been busy the entire time. Upon hearing that Zhou Hui had come looking for her, she immediately declined to see him.

Zhou Hui was helpless, he just wanted to find Wang Kailin's husband, Feng Nan, and have a look.

He had heard that Feng Nan was an abstract painter and had a studio of his own in the Pujiang River.

Zhou Hui directly called a taxi.

However, just as he reached the entrance, he saw a pregnant woman inside the gallery, feeding fruit to a boy beside her. She was holding a plastic lunchbox.

This woman was the Liu Xue that Zhou Hui was familiar with.

She remembered that she heard from Song Qian that Liu Xue resigned because she was pregnant with a rich businessman's child.

Could it be that the child she was carrying turned out to be Feng Nan's?

Zhou Hui pushed open the door and walked in.

The gallery was a mess, its walls hung with plump pieces of art, and in the middle of the room were things like paint on a drawing board.

The gallery had obviously been deserted for a long time.

It seemed like Wang Kailin was backing him up.

As soon as Feng Nan saw someone enter, he stood up and walked to Zhou Hui's side.

"Hello, are you looking to buy a painting?" Feng Nan wore a pair of glasses and a pair of beer belly, but his clothes made his look very much like a scholar.

From the looks of it, it was difficult for him to be associated with a female businessman like Wang Kailin.

Zhou Hui ignored him, staring straight at Liu Xue.

At this time, Liu Xue had already put down the lunchbox in her hands and raised her head to look at Zhou Hui.

The moment she saw Zhou Hui, her face went pale.

Liu Xue stood up and looked at Zhou Hui in disbelief, his lips trembling, "Zhou … Zhou Hui, did you come looking for me?"

Zhou Hui glanced at her stomach. Liu Xue's lower abdomen was slightly bulging, but it could already be seen that he was a expectant mother. About 3 or 4 months old.

Noticing Zhou Hui's gaze, Liu Xue wanted to extend her arms in an attempt to block him, but she could only block him with her arms.

Zhou Hui sneered, "What do you think?"

Afterwards, he no longer paid any attention to Liu Xue and turned to look at Feng Nan.

"Hello, Mr. Feng. I'm a friend of your wife, Wang Kailin."

When Feng Nan heard Zhou Hui's self-introduction, he immediately became flustered.

"What did you say?" Did Wang Kailin ask you to come here? "

Zhou Hui didn't say anything and just looked at him.

"How is this possible? She wouldn't let me go home since last year's fight. How could she have let you come and find me? "

Seeing that he didn't believe her, but was also very flustered, Zhou Hui didn't want to say anything more. It was just that he had already found an excuse to convince Wang Kailin to buy the house.

"Mr. Feng, don't forget that you have a family." Zhou Hui intentionally glanced at Liu Xue.

Then he went out the door.