Su Tao always shakes his head and hands, expressing that he has no taste.

Song Huaijin was not happy.

Song Huaijin was almost commanding: "You can choose according to your preferences. I have to prepare everything for today. Don't waste my time."

Su Tao felt a little depressed.

She is obviously a foil, so how can she accuse her of wasting his time?

Su Tao said: "Mr. Song, my taste is different from yours. You may not like the style I like."

"I just need to finish this thing today. I don't care what the house will look like in the end. You can choose what you like, and you don't have to worry about the price and others."

Su Tao felt like being chased away from the shelves.

Shouldn't people at Song Huaijin's level of decoration be outsourced to professionals?

No matter how bad it is, he can ask his secretary to help.

Why did she have to choose.

But Su Tao had no choice but to bite the bullet and choose.

At first, she estimated Song Huaijin's style, thinking about what color and style he might like.

But there are so many to choose from.

Later, Su Tao couldn't care about it at all.

When the samples were placed in front of her like an assembly line, she instinctively began to choose the color and style she liked.

Song Huaijin held Enen's hand just like that, and followed behind her silently, like two little followers.

Su Tao was exhausted.

There was only a break for lunch at noon.

At noon they ate at the cafeteria provided by the Furniture City.

In one morning, they had already chosen almost the same.

In the afternoon, I went to the children's area.

Song Huaijin said: "Let Enen choose what she likes for the layout of the children's room."

Su Tao suddenly realized.

It turned out that Song Huaijin's new house was the place where En En settled down.

No wonder Song Huaijin let herself choose.

Because only the home that I arranged, Enen will feel familiar.

Feeling inexplicably complicated.

But Su Tao didn't say anything.

Enen is also happy to help.

She also chose a lot of things for Uncle Song according to her own preferences.

After the selection, Enen said: "The child who can live in this room in the future must be very happy."

Song Huaijin tentatively said, "Then let you live in this room in the future?"

Enen smiled: "No need, Uncle Song will have her own child in the future, if I live in her room, she will be unhappy."

Enen is very sensible, although she seems to understand things between adults.

But she also knew that her mother was not Uncle Song's wife.

She can't live in Uncle Song's house.

She actually likes Uncle Song very much, he is tall and big, and has a sense of security.

But my mother didn't like it, and my mother rejected Uncle Song several times.

Song Huaijin felt an inexplicable heartache when she heard Enen's answer.

Song Huaijin glanced at Su Tao, Su Tao looked away a little guilty.

At this time, the manager who had been accompanying them to choose furniture came over: "Mr. Song, Mrs. Song, the list has been printed out. Please take a look at it again. If there is no problem, we will place an order and start customizing."

People here misunderstood that they were a family of three, but Su Tao felt that his own explanation would make people fantasize.

Anyway, it was not the first time he was misunderstood like this, so Su Tao didn't say anything.

Song Huaijin didn't look at the list, and said directly to the manager, "Give it to her, as long as she is satisfied."

The manager smiled: "Yes, yes, this kind of thing is naturally decided by the wife, happywife, happylife."

After speaking, the manager handed the catalog to Su Tao.

Su Tao looked at a series of lists up and down, and most of them were in foreign languages.

Although she is proficient in five languages, there are at least dozens of languages ​​here, and Su Tao still has a hard time reading them.

But Su Tao was still diligently checking by the side.

Song Huaijin said from the side: "Just take a look at it casually, don't be so serious."

Ok!

After all, these things were bought by Song Huaijin, and she really didn't compare them so seriously as an outsider.

Su Tao just glanced up and down, and turned over at will.

When turning to the last page, Su Tao glanced at the final price.

Nine thousand one hundred and fifty eighty thousand!

Today they actually spent more than 9000 million.

Su Tao's heart skipped a beat.

Not knowing what was going on in his heart, Su Tao instinctively began to bargain with the manager.

Su Tao is actually quite good at bargaining.

After cutting for about half an hour, the smile on the manager's face gradually disappeared.

Finally, it was signed with a transaction price of 800 million.

When Song Huaijin signed, the manager said with a smile: "Mr. Song, Mrs. Song is really amazing. She is the first customer to bargain with us in the 20 years since I have been in business. Over the years, our quotations have remained unchanged. "

The corners of Song Huaijin's mouth curled up into a smile, and even the brows raised: "Yes, she is amazing."

The manager could hear the pride and pampering in Mr. Song's tone.

He has seen many wives and slaves, but he really rarely sees such a spoiled one.

Today he could sit and rest, but he still walked with his wife all the way. His eyes seemed to grow on her body, and he couldn't move them. He also enjoyed watching his wife bargaining. The eyes are very interesting, the child is so old, how can he still be so tired and crooked.

Of course, the manager only dared to complain in his heart. On the surface, he kept praising Mrs. Song for her beauty, taste, and diligence in managing the house!

Su Tao was also very happy when he left the furniture city.

Today she saved more than 300 million!

More than 300 million, if Song Huaijin came alone, he would definitely not care.

But it's just a few words of effort, you can cut 300 million, why not.

Song Huaijin also seemed to find that Su Tao was in a much better mood than before.

It is already evening.

Song Huaijin said: "Do you want to eat Japanese food or French food? Let's have dinner later."

Su Tao thought she could go home after completing the task.

Unexpectedly, Song Huaijin would have dinner with her.

Enen was tired after running for a day, and fell asleep directly on Su Tao's lap.

Su Tao had no choice but to find an excuse: "Enen is asleep, you should send us back first."

At this moment, Song Huaijin's cell phone rang.

Song Huaijin answered the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Song Huaijin said: "There is something wrong with the company. I have to go to the company. You can go to the company with me first. Enen just let her sleep in my office for a while."

Song Huaijin is the president of the Song Corporation, controlling such a large business empire.

Naturally, Su Tao didn't dare to delay his business, so he nodded and followed Song Huaijin to the company first.

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