The crisp sound means that this is a little girl. Looking back, the white school uniform of Yanjing No. 2 Middle School was very dazzling on her chest. The blue and white sweatpants did not reflect any of the girl's figure, but from the swaying legs, you can probably guess that the girl's figure should be good. ▲∴

She looks like she is 18 or 19 years old, and she is quite cute with her mouth bulging. She is not particularly beautiful in appearance, but she is mainly very pretty. At this time, she is pointing her white little finger at Wang Batian with anger on her face. She provoked her herself?

"Let those goldfishes go!"

The little girl added a sentence that made Wang Batian laugh. It was so cute that people couldn't help but want to pinch her white and tender little face.

"Who are you! I just fed those goldfish, do you want to hold them to death?"

The calf came to Wang Batian and took away the fish food from his hand. Wang Batian was a little stunned. Could this legendary martial arts master be snatched away before he could react?

It is naturally impossible for a martial arts master. He is already a master of the grandmaster. Is this little girl even more powerful than a grandmaster? The main reason is that Wang Batian has been observing me just now, and he has no intention of being prepared.

"Sorry, sorry, I just looked very fun..."

"It's fun? If you're so fun, you'll have to endure it to death, right? Why are you so cruel?"

Wang Batian was speechless. He was really powerless when he met such a fierce little girl. Think about the woman he knew, this person's combat power could rank first, and Li Xiaohan might not be the opponent.

Seeing Wang Batian's awkward look, the little girl was a little embarrassed. She was so big that she was so arrogant that she didn't dare to retaliate. It seemed that he was a bit fierce in appearance, but in fact he was a very honest person.

OK! This is the first time that someone has said that Wang Batian is a very honest person.

I was very happy to see the goldfish in the fish tank swimming. The little girl was no longer fierce in her mouth, but her face still looked fierce and I was very uncomfortable. Of course, this was naturally very funny in Wang Batian's eyes.

"Tell me! Who are you? Why are you here!"

"I……"

"Is it Aunt Lin's son-in-law? I remember she said that her son-in-law is a big guy and often follows others to lend money outside. Is it you?"

Wang Batian was speechless, but he was unwilling to put the name of lending on himself, let alone becoming Aunt Lin's son-in-law for no reason, and hurriedly shook his head to deny it.

"Isn't Aunt Lin's son-in-law? Then who are you? Could it be Sister Zhang's brother?"

"No, I am Lao Zhao's friend, Zhao Minghua."

"Zhao Minghua? Who is Zhao Minghua!"

Uh... Wang Batian really doesn't know how to explain it. Could it be that he is the master here? Is this a bit inappropriate? I don't know why Wang Batian cares about the girl's attitude towards him and doesn't want her to feel that she is showing off, because people just now have always regarded him as someone who is equal to him.

"Don't run around here. I have something to do. I'll come back to check later. Don't feed it fish food again!"

Somewhat strange about the little girl, but Wang Batian nodded. Didn’t he just come here and run away suddenly? It was just after the little girl evacuated and left. Wang Batian suddenly realized that she didn’t know Zhao Minghua but just slipped away because of her. Wang Batian smiled bitterly, and she had been cheated on her for one day and the one who cheated on her was still a little girl.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang!"

"Here!"

At this moment, Zhao Minghua jogged over while wiping the sweat from his forehead. Behind him was a middle-aged and elderly aunt in her fifties, with a kind face.

"Mr. Wang, this is Aunt Li from the neighborhood committee. Aunt Li is my friend Mr. Wang Batian. In the future, this courtyard will be Mr. Wang. Please help me!"

The power of the neighborhood committee is not very powerful. Many places can be used in other places. No matter what kind of billionaire you are or the director of a certain bureau, Wang Batian still stretched out his hand politely: "I will bother you more in the future, Aunt Li."

"It's okay, it's okay, we're all a family when we live here. Xiao Wang, you shouldn't be from Yanjing!"

"Beijiang, I guess many people go to Yanjing in the future, so it is convenient to buy a house to live in."

Not a local and not permanently living, Aunt Li nodded in her heart: "The parking lot in front of you continue to park those taxis! Everyone is a neighbor, and they will help you with any problems."

Wang Batian needs help from others? Of course, it doesn’t need it, but it’s important to get a good relationship between neighbors. Everything is not absolute and the place is there. He only has this Audi, and it’s empty, so he nodded and agreed.

I was obviously happy to see Wang Batian agreeing to Aunt Li: "Then we should follow the old rules and make 80 yuan a month, and I will let you..."

"What's eighty yuan a month?"

"Parking fees! We can't let you suffer any losses, right?"

Aunt Li said it for granted, but Wang Batian looked at Zhao Minghua with some amusement. What people said was very clear just now. It was the old rule. Can Mr. Zhao even like this little money?

As if he understood what Wang Batian meant, Zhao Minghua stammered his neck and said, "Mr. Wang, I am not as rich as you. I am a small business..."

"Mr. Zhao, I didn't say what you mean. It's normal for merchants to pursue profits. Aunt Li, you don't need to pay me the parking fee. Mr. Zhao also said that I am richer than him and don't care about this."

"How can that work? No matter how little money..."

"Aunt Li, don't insist. This is the richest man in our country. He is the kind of hundreds of thousands per minute. The effort you give him money will earn thousands of dollars!"

"ah!"

Aunt Li was stunned. I couldn’t tell what he was the richest man in China?

Wang Batian was speechless, but he couldn't be angry even if he was like Zhao Minghua. Instead, he thought this guy was very relaxed and suitable for being friends.

Zhao Minghua had already said this and Aunt Li was not good to say anything else, but just kept saying: "Then we should help Xiao Wang more when organizing volunteer activities. Mr. Wang cleaned the alley, which is also our dedication."

This time, Wang Batian did not refuse again. He looked down on others when he refused again. He nodded but said something that Zhao Minghua called him Xiao Wang, so he didn't have to be so polite.

Drive Audi and take two people to the Housing Management Bureau. The transaction of 60 million yuan is unusual. The girl who helped stamp the seal looked at Wang Batian from time to time, but fortunately no one recognized him, but some people just felt familiar.

"Xiaoli, do you think the one who transferred the account just now looks familiar?"

"Yes, I just can't remember where I've seen it."

"Me too!"

The two girls frowned at each other until they accidentally saw a Yanjing newspaper, which marked the speech of the new richest man in China at Yanjing University and attached two photos. At this time, the two remembered that the one who was the new richest man in China just now was.

On the way back, Zhao Minghua's mouth was not idle, and he kept introducing various furniture, and even explained the detailed purchase address clearly.

Wang Batian was a little surprised: "Mr. Zhao is still a furniture purchaser?"

"No, no, no, no, when I first bought the Siheyuan, I planned to live by myself, and I found someone to design interior decorations and visited various furniture malls and antique markets. But you also know that I was a small business. At that time, I had almost squeezed me out. If it weren't for the furniture, the entire Siheyuan would have been empty until now."

Think about the specific prices of the furniture that Zhao Minghua just gave. This is indeed not something he can afford. A pair of Ming blue and white porcelain suitable for the main hall is only tens of thousands, and other small vine tables and purple clay teapots, just the few he introduced are worth millions.

This courtyard is priceless in decoration, not about furniture, just a comprehensive renovation of the courtyard, you have to be willing to spend money and spend 10 million yuan.

Not to mention furniture, what is expensive? Is the Yuan blue and white porcelain expensive? Is the tables of red sandalwood expensive? Is it expensive to hang two paintings in the main hall? If you don’t have money, you can hang 40,000 or 50,000 yuan, if you have money, you can hang Lanting Preface! Therefore, you really can’t spend money on this, even if you become the richest man in the world.

Of course, the Lanting Preface mentioned here refers to the high-quality imitation, the original one... I guess no one would be so luxurious, with the exception of the Forbidden City managers, but that is not a personal enjoyment.

Everything was handled, and Zhao Minghua's driver was waiting beside him, saying hello, Zhao Minghua said goodbye and left. Wang Batian could see that although he had not lived here for a day, he really had feelings for this place.

"Aunt Li, come and have a cup of tea?"

"No, Xiao Wang can speak if you need help."

At this moment, Aunt Li didn't dare to say that the neighbors were a family. Isn't this taking advantage of them? They probably can't use their own places, and there are quite a few places they can use. If they really want to say something about a family, it would probably make people misunderstand it.

Wang Batian went to Siheyuan to make a call and told Huang Ya about the matter, and then asked Song Guanghua to help introduce a cleaning company. He didn't believe the people hired by Zhao Minghua, but was preparing to clean up inside and out, and those few people probably wouldn't be too busy.

Looking around, Wang Batian felt that he needed to change some furniture. It was not because he had a cleanliness, but because he really didn't want to sleep in beds that others had slept with. He could ignore other bedrooms, but he had to change the set he lived in, including a teapot and a wardrobe.

Thinking of this, Wang Batian couldn't help but urge Huang Ya. After all, it was better for women to do this kind of thing. And he didn't say that Wang Batian, the head of the household here, did not write about himself but signed Huang Ya's name.
Chapter completed!