“Alright, let’s talk about that villa.”

Zhou Ze unknowingly finished the now-cold tea in his hand. He couldn’t help it; his mouth was incredibly dry.

Logically speaking, Yingying’s burial items shouldn’t have been so numerous. Even if they were all sold, it wouldn’t be possible to buy so many apartments, and all in prime, upscale locations.

Perhaps fifteen years ago that would have been possible, but in recent years, the housing prices in Tongcheng had been rising like crazy. Furthermore, Tongcheng was adjacent to Shanghai, separated only by the Yangtze River, so it was greatly affected.

According to Zhou Ze, quite a few Shanghai residents had started buying houses in Tongcheng years ago, not to live in, but to enshrine the memorial tablets of their ancestors, only returning to sweep the tombs during Qingming Festival.

One tablet per household meant that the entire residential area might have had more dead residents than living ones.

It was unavoidable. After the prices of *yang* residences (homes for the living) were driven up, the prices of *yin* residences (graves for the dead) also steadily rose. Better *yin* residences were even more expensive than ordinary *yang* residences.

Of course, the White Lady had been a temple deity in Tongcheng for two hundred years. If she had collected some antiques and such out of boredom, it wouldn’t be strange at all.

After the White Lady went to hell, she naturally couldn’t take those things with her. The only person who knew about them was definitely Yingying. Therefore, Yingying’s net worth was truly unfathomable.

“That townhouse is located in the Golden Coast residential area of Beihao River, Unit 1, Building 4.

“However, a family died there five years ago. A mother committed suicide by poisoning herself and her two children. Since then, the villa has been vacant. The listed price has always been one-third or even lower than other houses nearby, but it still can’t be sold.

“It can’t be helped. The kind of people who are willing to spend so much money on a villa will definitely inquire about it before buying. Moreover, wealthy people are often superstitious. They will at least investigate whether anything happened in the house before. With the price set so low, nobody would believe it if nothing had happened, right?”

“Did she pay the money?” Zhou Ze asked.

“The money has been paid, but our company feels obligated to provide our VIP customers with the necessary information they need to know. At the same time, we will provide our clients with the advice we are required to give.

“Although the purchase price of this house is very low right now, from a speculation… oh no, from an investment perspective, it is very difficult to sell it after buying it. Unless you are willing to make significant concessions, it will be difficult to sell in the short term.”

In the manager’s view, Bai Yingying was certainly buying the houses to speculate on them. Who would buy so many houses to live in themselves?

But in Zhou Ze’s view, the houses Yingying had bought before were probably just meant to be hoarded, waiting until she had more than twenty or thirty sets to slap Xu Qinglang in the face when he showed off again.

But this haunted house…

It was likely that Yingying was planning to keep it for herself.

Haunted houses were great.

Quiet, not noisy, and with free air conditioning.

Living in a haunted house was a great bargain.

As for whether or not it was haunted?

That might be a problem for ordinary people,

But for Bai Yingying and Zhou Ze,

Was that a ghost?

That was the performance left behind, a free gift included with the purchase of the house!

Therefore, a haunted house was a treasure!

To put it bluntly,

No matter how good a *yang* residence was, no matter how good its *feng shui* was,

If you let Yingying live in it,

It could directly rival Count Dracula’s castle, and could even be ranked among the world’s top ten haunted houses.

“Since the money has been paid, complete the formalities,” Zhou Ze decided for Bai Yingying.

“Um… well, okay. How about this, I’ll come back in three days to sign the specific contract.”

The manager shook his head. He couldn’t understand the world of the rich, but he wouldn’t pass up commission that was already in his grasp. The reason why he had come over specifically to remind them was also to try to build a good relationship for long-term gains.

Watching that person leave,

The old Taoist priest walked over with his crutch, a bit envious.

“Boss, why don’t you just take Old Xu and Yingying together? That way you can immediately become a real estate tycoon in Tongcheng.”

Zhou Ze picked up his empty teacup, pretending to pour more.

There was no tea in the cup,

But there were tea leaves inside.

“Don’t, don’t, don’t!” The old Taoist priest immediately apologized with a smile.

Deadpool was still upstairs with grass growing on his head,

And he himself hadn’t fully recovered yet,

He couldn’t do the cleaning work.

Zhou Ze put the teacup back and stretched. He was too lazy to argue with the old Taoist at this time.

After the manager left, Zhou Ze continued with his own life. He didn’t specifically tell Yingying about the house. Regardless of Yingying’s purpose for buying the houses, he hadn’t paid a penny himself, so he was too embarrassed to say anything.

Boss Zhou could only sigh that the people who really needed houses in this world couldn’t afford them, while the people who had many houses didn’t even have time to live in them.

Even zombies had started speculating on houses.

Hopeless, truly hopeless.

…………

Three days later, Zhou Ze was in the bedroom on the second floor examining Xu Qinglang’s body. Xu Qinglang was recovering well, but there was still no sign of him waking up. Zhou Ze was thinking about whether to take him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination, after all, the bookstore couldn’t possibly have some of the hospital’s high-end medical equipment.

Boss Zhou could deduce many things based on experience, but he was still a little worried about not being able to get specific test results.

If after a comprehensive examination it was found that Xu Qinglang had no problems, and he still didn’t wake up, Zhou Ze might have to poke him with his fingernails to forcefully stimulate him to wake up.

Regardless of whether he was willing to face the fact that the old man was his master and also his father’s killer, he couldn’t keep escaping by playing Sleeping Beauty, right?

Most importantly,

Boss Zhou had been eating takeout lately and his mouth was almost getting bland. The Other Shore Flower oral liquid was so precious; using it to eat takeout felt like a waste.

Yingying’s body had “recovered” well and she could move on her own. She had started helping to manage the bookstore, and Boss Zhou was back to his petty bourgeois lifestyle of getting up in the morning to bask in the sun, read the newspaper, and drink coffee.

Oh,

After coming out, he took a special look at Deadpool again.

The grass on his head was three meters high.

Zhou Ze was really worried that this guy wouldn’t recover, but then he thought, if this guy couldn’t come back, it wouldn’t be bad to use him as a potted plant.

“Yingying, someone’s looking for you!”

Zhou Ze had just walked down the stairs when he heard the old Taoist priest shout.

Yingying, who was cleaning the bathroom, immediately dropped what she was holding and ran out.

Oh,

It was that Lianjia manager.

Yingying pushed the person outside, then immediately ran up to the second floor, then ran back down, holding documents and stuff in her hand. She was dragging the manager and whispering something at the entrance of the bookstore.

She was being sneaky, as if she was afraid that her boss would find out.

Yingying didn’t know that while she was resting on the second floor, her boss had already talked to this manager.

That manager could only nod and nod again and again.

The customer had money, the customer was willful, the customer bought houses without a lot of back-and-forth. The manager could only carefully cater to such a considerate customer.

Moreover, the manager also knew that generally speaking, customers who bought houses quickly, paid promptly, and were even too lazy to look at the houses definitely had extraordinary backgrounds. They were generally in an unspeakable class.

Just like this bookstore,

Only someone with water in their brain would open a bookstore on South Street.

Didn’t this indirectly prove the family’s deep background?

Maybe opening a bookstore was to create a venue for power and money transactions. Anyway, that’s how it was portrayed in TV dramas. It was probably another landscape villa.

Zhou Ze smiled and turned around and walked back upstairs, returning to the bedroom.

The bottom drawer of the bedroom cabinet was half-open. Yingying must have just opened it to take something out and didn’t have time to close it before running out.

Zhou Ze walked over and pulled it open. There were many documents stacked on the bottom layer. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the thick stack of real estate certificates.

Boss Zhou simply sat down on the floor, taking advantage of the fact that Yingying was still busy downstairs, and looked at them one by one.

Golden Coast floor plan, duplex, penthouse garden, semi-detached villa, townhouse…

Zhou Ze shook his head as he looked at them.

He had worked hard for so many years in his previous life to finally afford a house, and the house wasn’t even that expensive, and the location wasn’t good either. But the suffering of paying off the mortgage and the mental stress were still fresh in his memory, as if a needle was drawing a large tube of blood from your body.

This blood,

Was not only drawing from your present,

But also drawing away your share for the next twenty years!

You are like a sheep, not only is your wool reserved for this year,

But the wool for every year before you die is also reserved,

Waiting to be sheared.

There was sighing, confusion, and a bit of disbelief.

His own maid,

Had secretly bought so many houses without him knowing.

This world was truly magical.

Zhou Xianyu looked at each floor plan like a loser, thinking about what kind of decoration style would be suitable in his head. In the end, he felt a little dizzy.

A feeling of blissful dizziness.

So,

Just like when Yingying was playing games, those who were also playing the game didn’t understand whether the person on the opposite side was a cute girl or a zombie.

Similarly,

You also don’t understand those who speculate on houses,

Whether they can still be considered human?

As he was flipping through them, Zhou Ze picked up the bottom file bag.

Oh,

This file bag was more solemn than the others.

It must be an even more high-end house, right?

Bypassing the coil,

He opened it.

First, several photos fell out.

They were photos of a villa.

Oh, it really was a villa.

Zhou Ze also took out the documents inside.

“Golden Coast residential area of Beihao River, Unit 1, Building 4…

Deceased: …………”

What the hell was this?

Why was there something like this here?

Zhou Ze flipped through it again and realized that it was actually a case file.

After a long time,

Zhou Ze remembered,

When Zhang Yanfeng came to find him, he gave him a case file, saying he wanted him to take a look and help him check out this old case. As a result, he was rejected with a triple play of impoliteness, and as soon as Zhang Yanfeng left, he gave the case file to Yingying and told her to hide it and never let him see it.

Zhou Ze immediately threw the case file back.

He wouldn’t look at it.

He definitely wouldn’t look at it!

Then,

Zhou Ze closed the drawer,

But suddenly he froze,

Wait,

Golden Coast residential area of Beihao River, Unit 1, Building 4?

That sounded familiar.

Damn it,

Wasn’t that the haunted house that Yingying was just about to buy?