Feng Ting's eyes suddenly widened and almost burst out of her chest.

Lin Baici electronically deposited RMB 10,000,00 into your debit card with the last number 6619 at 10:26 on March 29, leaving a current balance of RMB 10,511,00.

Seven zeros, eight digits?

That's 10 million?

My dear,

What kind of furniture can I spend so much money on?

Feng Ting had never heard of it.

"You really trust me!"

Ji Xinyan didn't know what to say. Why did you give so much money without even blinking?

"Just buy it, don't save money for me!"

It was only a month and a few days' salary, and as Lin Baici was a hunter of gods, he might die someday. Of course, he had to enjoy it while he was alive.

"Just buy me one of those million-dollar mattresses you mentioned!"

Lin Baici warned: "Pick out the bedding and the like!"

"Oh my god, a million dollars to buy a mattress?"

Feng Ting wanted to know if that thing was an IQ tax? But she didn't understand and was worried that she would be looked down upon if she told her.

"I suddenly feel like my BMW X5 doesn't smell good anymore!"

Ji Xinyan looked at the transfer information sadly: "I now have an impulse to find a way to marry you in order to sleep on this mattress!"

Feng Ting understood Ji Xinyan, she also had this impulse.

"I've given the house to you, hurry up and finish it. I'll be here to sleep in it in a week at most!"

"That's not possible, the mattress needs to be customized!"

Ji Xinyan calculated: "But everything else should be fine. Apply for access control cards, enter license plates, water, electricity, coal, fiber optic broadband, and by the way, property fees..."

Lin Baici listened to Ji Xinyan's muttering and patted the tea girl on the shoulder with great relief.

"As expected of my little cotton-padded jacket!"

He doesn't understand these things, so it would be a waste of energy for him to do them.

"Dad, how do you reward your little cotton-padded jacket?"

Ji Xinyan decided to put all her efforts into decorating her wedding room and arrange it for Lin Baici so that he would not be able to find any dissatisfaction at all.

Feng Ting was envious and wanted to help.

It's a pity that I don't qualify.

…

At noon, Lin Bai excused himself to invite the two of them to dinner and sent Ji Xinyan back to school.

"I'll get off the car too and just walk back by myself!"

Feng Ting was embarrassed to ask Lin Baici to send her off again.

"It only takes a few minutes!"

Lin Baici signaled to Feng Ting to be polite.

"Are you going to skip class again?"

Ji Xinyan was speechless.

"I'm going to meet a friend tomorrow and buy a gift!"

Lin Baici spoke frankly and frankly, but Ji Xinyan didn't think much about it.

"Then be careful on the road!"

When Ji Xinyan saw Lin Baici leaving, she walked a few steps into the school.

never mind,

I skipped my afternoon class and went shopping for furniture!

Ji Xinyan went to pick up the car.

Because I parked on the curb, two tickets were posted on the glass.

"Depend on!"

New car!

Before renting a parking space, you’d better drop off at school first!

…

When the agency arrived, Lin Baici parked the car on the side of the road.

"I'm pretty good at choosing gifts."

Feng Ting didn't take off her seat belt: "You made me a lot of money with this order, I should help!"

"No!"

Lin Baici looked at Feng Ting: "It would be great if you could help me find a cost-effective house!"

"All right!"

Feng Ting felt a little disappointed. She got out of the car and bent down to greet Lin Baici: "Be careful on the road. If there is news about the housing, I will inform you as soon as possible!"

"Um!"

Lin Baici waved his hand.

Feng Ting watched Paramela leave with a lonely expression.

People look down on themselves!

"Tingting!"

Feng Ting was startled by the sudden shouting. He turned around and saw his boyfriend Zhou Zhen standing on the steps in front of the store.

"Tingting!"

Zhou Zhen ran over and asked, "Who is that guy driving the luxury car?"

"client!"

Feng Ting complained angrily: "Who else could it be?"

Zhou Zhen looked at Feng Ting: "Are you wearing this to accompany your clients?"

So sexy.

Especially these high heels.

"What else are you going to wear?"

Feng Ting asked back.

"You...you should put on the first one and let me see it!"

Zhou Zhen emphasized.

“I bought it with my own money!”

Feng Ting returned to the store.

"I've seen this pair of high-heeled shoes on the Internet. They cost 7,000 or 8,000 yuan. It seems that you have a lot of commissions this month. You dare to spend them in advance. Shall we go and celebrate?"

Zhou Zhen stared at Feng Zhen's feet.

It’s a bit expensive, but it’s so damn good-looking!

"You pay for it?"

Feng Ting turned around.

"Well!"

Zhou Zhen was a little embarrassed: "I haven't paid my salary yet!"

Feng Ting rolled her eyes, returned to the store, took a glass of water from a paper cup, and finished it.

"Tingting is back? Looking at you, you have earned a lot, right? Treat me to a treat!"

Zhang Mengluo.

Feng Ting ignored him.

"Going out to eat tonight?"

Zhou Zhen followed in.

"I'm tired and don't want to go!"

Feng Ting refused.

There were still three sales in the store, and Zhou Zhen was rejected by his girlfriend, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Why did you come to me at this hour?"

It's definitely not good.

"My sister's cell phone fell, please ask me to buy a new one!"

Zhou Zhen was about to speak but stopped.

"What does it have to do with me if your sister dropped her cell phone?"
To be continued...