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Chapter 182

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When they went downstairs and saw Zhao Gang waiting downstairs, Si Zhanbei said to him, "Gang Zi, lend me your car for a while. Go back to the agency first. I'll send the car back after I'm done with it. PM on your phone. "

"Sure!" Without another word, Zhao Gang threw the car key to Si Zhanbei and left in a taxi.

Si Zhanbei drove Zhao Gang's car to a high-class district.

Sheng Fenghua knew that the district was strictly managed and ordinary people could not enter. When Si Zhanbei entered, he took out a card and swiped it. The security came to the car door to confirm it before letting them in.

After entering the district, Si Zhanbei stopped the car in front of a building.

"Wife, let's get out!" Si Zhanbei reminded Sheng Fenghua with a smile when he saw that she was still in a daze.

Sheng Fenghua got out of the car. Si Zhanbei led her into the elevator and pressed the number 9.

When they reached the ninth floor, the elevator stopped. Si Zhanbei led Sheng Fenghua to Room 901 and opened the door with the key.

Sheng Fenghua's eyes flickered when she saw Si Zhanbei's action. Si Zhanbei must have been prepared. Otherwise, he would not have brought the key with him.

Si Zhanbei entered the house first. He smiled when he saw Sheng Fenghua standing outside the door and pulled her in.

The house looked very clean without a trace of dust. It was obvious that it was cleaned frequently.

Si Zhanbei pulled Sheng Fenghua to the sofa in the living room and took a bottle of water from the fridge. He handed it to her and said, "Wife, wait for me here for a while."

After that, Si Zhanbei entered the master bedroom.

Sheng Fenghua took the water, twisted the cap, and took a sip. Then, she looked around the house. The house was quite big, about 150 square meters. It was decorated in a European style. The lines of the decoration were crisp and clearly Si Zhanbei's style.

A house like this must be expensive. It seemed that Si Zhanbei was an invisible tycoon.

Sheng Fenghua mumbled to herself as she looked around the house.

Not long after, Si Zhanbei walked out of the bedroom with a bag in his hand and placed it in front of Sheng Fenghua.

"What's this?" Sheng Fenghua looked at Si Zhanbei in confusion. She had no idea why Si Zhanbei gave her a bag.

"Open it!" Si Zhanbei smiled and gestured for Sheng Fenghua to open it herself.

Sheng Fenghua cast a suspicious glance at Si Zhanbei, who was pretending to be mysterious. She untied the bag and took out the contents.

The first thing he took out were a few property certificates and a few equity contracts.

Sheng Fenghua's eyes widened when she saw the things she had taken out.

"Is this yours?" She looked at Si Zhanbei and asked. Even though she had just guessed that Si Zhanbei might be a tycoon. But when five or six property ownership certificates appeared in front of her, she was shocked.

How was this a tycoon? He was practically a nouveau riche, alright?

"It's yours from now on." Si Zhanbei replied with a smile, shocking Sheng Fenghua once again. She asked, "Are you going to give these things to me?"

"Can't I?" Si Zhanbei raised his brows and looked at his little wife in amusement.

This was only a portion of his many assets. His little wife was already so shocked. If he told her all of his assets, he wondered if she would faint from fright.

Sheng Fenghua did not answer. Instead, she put the property ownership certificates aside and flipped through the equity contracts.

However, when she saw the company marked on the equity contracts, she was shocked again. She stared blankly at Si Zhanbei, speechless.

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