Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Seeing the fury in Song Yun's eyes, Sun Lei paused, but soon he recalled the scene where he was surrounded by everyone just moments before.

So what if you, Song Yun, were influential in college? What about now?

Everyone has already graduated and joined society. Can you be realistic? You have no money, no power, what's the use of being handsome?

"You had no objections when the rooms were being assigned just now, and here you are looking for trouble. Don't you think that's a bit shameless?" Sun Lei said coldly as he looked at Song Yun, "If you don't want to sleep on the sofa in the hall, fine, then take a cab home. But let me warn you, it's not easy to hail a cab around here late at night."

"Are you fucking sick? I think the one who should roll is you!"

Song Yun walked up to Sun Lei and said, looking him in the eyes.

Seeing the two men at odds, no one dared to step forward and speak a word of fairness for a moment.

After all, everyone was sleeping in a room, whether good or bad, they all enjoyed it. But sleeping on a sofa in the hall, isn't that an insult?

But since Sun Lei had rented the villa, and considering Sun Lei's background, many people weighed the pros and cons and decided to wait and see.

"Heh, Song Yun, you should face reality. If I were you, I'd make do with the sofa for the night since it's not like you can't sleep there," Sun Lei chuckled triumphantly.

Hearing Sun Lei's words, the crowd began to speak.

"Make do for the night, Song Yun. This place is frequented by the wealthy, and cabs usually don't come this way."

"Yeah, it's just for one night. We'll be leaving tomorrow."

"Bro Song, after all, Sun Lei was the one who got the house, we can't really decide!"

Listening to his classmates, Sun Lei couldn't be happier now. Weren't you, Song Yun, so great? Weren't you surrounded by stars since college?

What about now?

Song Yun looked around at everyone and said in a freezing tone, "So you got this house, and that gives you the right to decide?"

"Yes!"

Song Yun shook his head, lit a cigarette and said, "But what if I say that this villa is mine? Sun Lei, no one cares if you want to show off, but you made a big mistake provoking me! You can leave now."

Upon Song Yun's words, the atmosphere suddenly turned awkward, and those who had just been advising Song Yun stared at him, dumbfounded.

Even Ye Zi was stunned in place, fuck, so this villa belongs to Brother Song!!!

This afternoon she had even suggested that Song Yun could beg her little rich wife, and now she learned that Brother Song had bought it!!!

Damn it, turns out I'm the clown!!!

Ye Zi looked at Sun Lei and silently mourned for him.

But besides Ye Zi who believed Song Yun, others were more or less skeptical.

This villa is worth 90 million on the market! Did you, Song Yun, rob a bank after graduating from college???

Hearing Song Yun's words, Sun Lei was startled at first, then burst into laughter, "Song Yun, if you had begged me, maybe I'd have arranged a maid's room for you to have a taste of the mansion, but claiming this mansion as your own? That's just utterly shameless!"

Song Yun ignored the clownish man, took out his phone and dialed the number of the property consultant provided by the system.

Seeing Song Yun actually making a call in earnest, Sun Lei laughed wildly, "Song Yun, I advise you to save your energy! What's the point of pretending to be somebody as a nobody? Now you're really in for it, huh. That's why they say you shouldn't pretend to be something you're not, without the power you're just seeking death!"

"Doo-doo-doo..."

The phone rang several times before it was picked up.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, I am the owner of Villa 8-3 at Hua's First Villas, Song Yun," Song Yun said indifferently.

"..."

There was silence from the other end of the phone for a few seconds before rustling noises of clothing being put on could be heard.

"Good evening, Mr. Song, what can I do for you this late at night!" The other party spoke hurriedly.

"I wouldn't dare to order you about, I've merely discovered today upon my return that you've rented out my villa?"

"..."

"Impossible! There must be some misunderstanding here, Mr. Song! Your villa has always been under our careful management, with no one allowed to reside in it. I'm heading over right now, please wait just a few minutes for me to sort this out, okay?"

The real estate advisor on the phone broke out in a cold sweat, still entangled with his lover a moment ago, and nearly scared to death by Song Yun's words the next.

The owner of Villa 8-3 had always been a mystery, having never lived there for a day since buying it. It was as if this 90-million villa was no different from a thatched hut in the countryside. But the more it seemed so, the less the real estate advisors dared to act rashly, not knowing the extent of this great Buddha's background. Any mistake could mean they'd be the ones to suffer later.

At this moment, the real estate advisor's heart was pounding. He had no idea what Song Yun intended, but if blame was to be placed, not a single person from the advisor department could escape the punishment from the head office.

If Song Yun was indeed furious about this matter, that would be even worse, as he would have reason to refund his full payment for the villa and seek three times the property's market value in compensation from the head office.

Three times 90 million...

The real estate advisor dared not think further!

He would be killed by the general manager!

"Do you think you can handle it perfectly? After all, I've seen it with my own eyes."

Song Yun's tone was very cold, but it made the real estate advisor even more terrified.

"Mr. Song, my name is Zheng Wang, my company ID is 0312. Please grant me one chance to handle this. If you are not satisfied... you can always complain about me to the head office..."

"Alright, then you come and handle it. But just so you know, the person renting my house seems quite formidable, telling me to leave no sooner than I speak!"

"...there must be some misunderstanding. Please wait a moment, I'm already on the way!!!"

Upon hearing Song Yun hang up the phone, Zheng Wang's forehead veins throbbed.

Damnit!!!

Which idiot had screwed him over! Not only did they rent out Villa 8-3 but also dared to scold the owner and tell him to leave!!!

If he found out who it was, he would certainly, certainly, certainly!!! Kill the brain-dead fool!!!

Zheng Wang phoned each senior executive at the company one by one while driving, explained the evening's events, and having received full authority to deal with the situation, he slammed on the gas pedal, speeding towards the villa complex.

On the other end, after Song Yun had hung up the phone, everyone exchanged looks, not daring to utter a sound.

The authenticity of Song Yun's phone call seemed quite convincing. After all, posturing has its limit, and that moment when someone calls your bluff will always come. Judging by that person's words on the phone, they were arriving soon, so was that call...

At this thought, everyone's hearts began to race uncontrollably.

Ninety million! They couldn't earn even a fraction of that if they didn't eat or drink for their whole lives!!!

But if Song Yun turned out to be the owner of the villa, didn't that mean his net worth was over a hundred million???