"Stay here!"

Yuan Mingkong was still waiting for Zhao Rang's intention.

But Zhao Rang had already turned his eyes away.

"Can't you live here? I'll pay for it!"

Only Ximen Dazhuang felt that they were all taking too much time...to live or not to live, there were only three words in total. The room fee of three thousand taels, when calculated to one thousand taels of silver per word, he felt it was nothing. Because of the wasted time.

After a while, his Ximen family had already earned more than this amount of money.

"Stop! Listen to you two!"

Zhao Rang had no hope, so Yuan Mingkong had to make his own decision.

He took out the flying money letter from Ximen Dazhuang brother in Chagan Toluogai's semicolon from his pocket and asked:

"Your house prices are so high, you have to charge a lot of money, right? Not many people can touch the cash."

The waiter in the room replied respectfully and politely:

"Dear guest, if it is Fei Qian from Tongbao Bank, you can use it directly!"
Chapter completed!