I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

Moreover, he did not completely overturn and renovate. Many parts of the villa were not changed much, and they did not even need to be changed.

If it is a villa of several thousand square meters, or a super-large palace and castle, let alone 20 million, 2 billion may not be enough to live in.

Li Mingzhu took a few glances at Lin Xian's expression and suggested, "Mr. Lin, if there is no problem, can we sign the contract?"

"Okay, after signing the contract, you can arrange the decoration master as soon as possible, ten days later, I want to move in!"

Lin Xian ordered.

"no problem!"

Li Mingzhu nodded, stood up and said, "Wait a minute, two, I'll print the contract."

Soon, she came back with the contract.

As a result, Lin Xian glanced at the contract and found that there was no problem.

A very conventional decoration agreement contract, pay 20% of the project payment first, 80% after the project is completed, 95% after the project is accepted, and leave a 5% quality deposit. After one year, it is determined that the quality of the decoration is no problem. Pay off the last 5%.

The renovation project time is 10 days, if the time limit is exceeded, 50% of the project payment will be deducted.

50% is not a lot, enough to 10 million.

Therefore, Li Mingzhu will guarantee that the decoration will be completed within ten days no matter what.

Otherwise, if she loses so much money, Zhang Peng will definitely let her go.

After prepaying 20% ​​of the construction cost, Lin Xian chuckled and said, "I said hello at the property, and you can speak at any time."

"Mr. Lin, don't worry, after ten days, you are guaranteed to be able to stay," Li Mingzhu assured with a smile.

"Hmm! See you later!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly and walked towards the elevator with Zhang Mengyao in his arms.

After arriving at the parking lot and getting into the car, Zhang Mengyao asked, "Lin Xian, where are you going next?"

"Go to the hotel!"

Lin Xian laughed and joked.

He didn't think Zhang Mengyao was surprised, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no!"

Seeing this, Lin Xian couldn't help but be taken aback.

He just joked casually, he never expected Zhang Mengyao's reaction to be so big.

And the two have gone to the hotel many times. Although they have never broken through the last layer of the relationship, they have slept together with their arms around each other, not ten or eight times.

Why is she so resistant today?

Seeing Lin Xian looking at herself with suspicious eyes, Zhang Mengyao lowered her head in a guilty conscience, and said weakly, "Lin Xian, I can't do it today. Why don't you... wait for your birthday?"

birthday?

Lin Xian was stunned for a moment, but when he reacted, he was immediately happy.

Forced to hold back his smile, he said sternly: "This is what you said, don't go back on it when the time comes. You have released my pigeons several times, and they are about to become ace pigeons."

"What kind of ace pigeon, it sounds awful!"

Zhang Mengyao complained angrily, and at the same time stretched out a small hand and patted him.

Only a shallow layer of blush on her cheeks revealed her shyness.

Suppressing the shyness in his heart, Zhang Mengyao changed the subject and said, "Since you are fine this afternoon, come with me to get the painting!"

"Row!"

Lin Xian nodded, started the car, and drove out of the parking lot steadily.

The antique trading market on the weekend is as lively as it was last time.

In another alley not far away, it was particularly deserted.

Lin Xian and Zhang Mengyao walked into the study room together holding hands.

Walking into the store, I saw the boss smoking a pipe and reading a book while smoking.

Seeing the two of them, the old man smiled and said, "Yo, just happened to be here. I was just about to carry the phone to notify you to come and get the painting."

"thank you boss!"

Zhang Mengyao smiled and thanked her with a look of anticipation.

Three-point painting, seven-point frame.

The painting itself is already beautiful enough, what kind of picture will it be after carefully framed.

Thinking of this, her expectations grew stronger.

Seeing this, the old man shouted at the store, "Xiao Qi, take out the picture I framed today."

Soon, a twenty-seven- or eight-year-old young lady came out with a pair of screens wrapped in raw leather.

The old man put down his pipe and introduced with a smile: "This is my granddaughter, Xiao Qi. This is the Mr. Lin Xian I told you."

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The small Qiyan is very ordinary, but it seems that because of her long-term contact with calligraphy and painting, her whole person has a unique temperament, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"Hello!"

Lin Xian nodded with a smile and said hello.

Xiao Qi looked at him with interest, handed over the painting in his hand, and said, "You are Mr. Lin Xian. Grandpa told me a few days ago that you are only eighteen years old, and I still don't believe it!"

When she saw the painting for the first time that day, she was very shocked.

I can't believe it, this painting is from the hand of an eighteen-year-old boy.

Now that she sees the Lord, she finally believes it.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart that there is no shortage of geniuses in this world.

The old man took a breath and said, "Look at the painting. According to the rules, it has nothing to do with me when you get out of this door. So, you can see it clearly!"

"Row!"