Lu Chen hung up the phone, his face was about to cramp from laughing.
Driving without a license was already a serious offense, and you deliberately parked your car in the middle of the road to block the fire truck. Who else would you blame if not you?
Bruiser was in big trouble now.
Suspected of maliciously obstructing a fire truck and driving without a license were enough to make him collapse.
Now that he thought about it, he felt great.
Lu Chen sang a little song and crossed his legs.
It hasn't been long yet? Another unknown number called.
"F * ck, what's going on today? Why are there so many calls?"
Lu Chen swiped the screen to answer the call and asked,"Hello, who is it?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Lu Chen?"
"I'm Little Ye, do you still remember?" A slightly shy voice said.”
Ye Yuqing?
Lu Chen immediately remembered. Wasn't this the sale of the signature penthouse this morning?
"Good afternoon, Little Ye."
"What's the matter?" he asked curiously.”
"Yes, Mr. Lu Chen. There's something we have to tell you.”
" We have a situation here," Ye Yuqing said carefully." I think we should inform you in advance as a VIP customer."”
"Sure, then tell me.”
Lu Chen was very curious. Ye Yuqing was just a sales consultant. He had already paid for the contract and had nothing to do with her anymore. Why was he calling her now?
"Mr. Lu Chen, the signature penthouse that you bought in our building today has also successfully become a super VIP customer. That's why some people think that you're a millionaire!”
"Our supervisor just sold your phone information," said Ye Yuqing.”
"Sold?"
Lu Chen was shocked.”
"No, no, Mr. Lu Chen, you misunderstood me..."
" He sold your phone information to those renovation companies," Ye Yuqing said.”
"This…"
Lu Chen instantly understood.
These supervisors used the information of their clients to make a little money.
Normally speaking, Lu Chen had bought a house here. Although he had already bought the ownership rights, it was still necessary to renovate it.
Besides, if he paid off the 26 million yuan in one go, those renovation companies would treat him like a treasure. Whoever could get his contact information could get his renovation order.
At this moment, in the building sales industry, it was already an unspoken rule for everyone to package and sell the customer's information.
"Then don't care about him. If he wants to sell, let him sell.”
Lu Chen was very indifferent.
Then, he said," When I'm free, I'll talk to them again. It's not like I'll agree to use their renovation team just because they get my call.”
"That's true."
Ye Yuqing smiled and said,""I just think that Mr. Lu Chen is a very upright person. I can't control the fact that he wants to sell your information. I just want to give you a kind reminder.”
"Thank you. I'll treat you to a big meal when I'm free.”
Lu Chen casually said.
Ye Yuqing quickly said,"Sure, I'm free tomorrow. I wonder if Mr. Lu Chen is free tomorrow?"”
Lu Chen smiled and said,"I should have it tomorrow. If I have it, I'll contact you again."”
Lu Chen hung up the phone and saved her number into his contact list. He could not stop smiling.
What was the saying? If you don't have anything to do, you'll be a thief. Although it was not a joke to say this, if Lu Chen bought a small house that was dozens of square meters, would Ye Yuqing still be so enthusiastic to him?
He had taken the initiative to throw himself into her arms. This girl was not simple. He could still play with her.
Moreover, if he thought about it carefully, Ye Yuqing would definitely be a very good-looking girl without her glasses.
"Sigh, I have to go back to Provincial City tomorrow.”
She picked up her phone and called Lu Chen.
Thousands of kilometers away, in a high-end hotel near Ten Thousand Saints Studios.
Tang Yingying was putting on makeup. She raised her head to look at the acne marks on her face and made a crazy fuss.
"What's the use of raising you? I've been so busy these few days that I'm out of my mind. Why didn't you remind me to pay attention to my diet? I have acne now. How am I going to shoot this movie?”
She vented all her anger on the makeup on the dressing table.
Then, she grabbed all kinds of cosmetics and threw them on the ground. She slammed the table and said,"I'm meeting the director tomorrow. I have this big acne on my face. If it affects my face and I'm not accepted by the director, what should I do? You guys are really a bunch of harmful people!"
In the dressing room, the makeup artist and assistant hid their faces. They were scared to death by the other party.
Tang Yingying was an A-list celebrity in the country. Although she played characters that were full of affinity in television dramas, she had a bad temper in private. Her assistants and staff were often criticized.
For example, Tang Yingying had been busy with auditions and was under a lot of pressure. She had eaten a few hotpots and stayed up all night. As a result, she had a pimple.
Both the assistant and the makeup artist had told her in a low voice that she had to rest more and not stay up late. However, she did not take their words to heart. Now that something had happened, she blamed it all on them.
"All of you, get lost. You have to think of a way to help me get rid of this acne no matter what!”
Tang Yingying pointed at them and scolded angrily,"You four makeup artists and two assistants, if the pimples on my face are still there when the sun rises tomorrow, you don't need me to say anything. Get lost and don't appear in front of me in the future.”
Everyone left her room and lowered their heads in the corridor.
There were four makeup artists in total. Three of them took off their work tags and threw them to their assistants.
"Whoever wants to serve me can serve me. I can't serve you. It's too disgusting!”
"Every time, it's my own fault. I don't blame myself but blame others instead. Big explosions happen every two or three days. No one can afford to offend such people.”
"Sister Yang, you don't have to worry about me. I'm telling you that this time, whoever stops me will have to leave. I don't want a single cent of my salary.”
"At most, I won't do this anymore. How can I starve to death when I have hands and feet?”
The three makeup artists turned around and left without looking back.
The assistant called Sister Yang followed behind them and tried to dissuade them, but she still did not make them stay.
She turned around and saw the youngest makeup artist.
"It's cold, it's cold. It's really cold this time.”
The thing that worried Sister Yang the most still happened.
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