Chapter 158 Staying in the Villa

Buying a house is a private matter. Daisy asked the SHIELD pilot to take a taxi back by himself, and she sat in the driving seat calmly.

"You can fly a helicopter?" The real estate agent saw Daisy in urban loungewear, a striped plaid shirt, cropped trousers, and sandals, and said she didn't believe she could fly a plane.

In a previous life, someone said that there are two million pilots in the United States. Daisy thinks that this is a lot of water, not to mention ordinary citizens, even trained agents like Fitz Simmons, they can only fly theoretically, and the actual flight time is not enough. Less than an hour.

There are many veterans, but there are always a few who are exposed to flying.

Ordinary pilots are not Ms. Surprise, not Daisy. They have no ability to fly out of thin air. They are at high altitudes. Once there is a problem with the plane, they have no corresponding experience in solving the problem, so they can only choose between parachuting and waiting for death.

The training of pilots requires a lot of time. They must have good physical and psychological qualities, and have the ability to deal with emergencies. With these conditions, after professional training and a long flight time, they can say "flying."

Can the United States find two million pilots who meet these conditions? Daisy doesn't believe it.

The same is true for real estate agents who don't believe she can fly a helicopter. I'm just selling a house. If you don't buy it, just tell me! What plane are you flying?

"Don't worry, I'm an active duty soldier, Air Force major." Following the FBI, Daisy took out the Air Force's signboard to fool people, even though her actual flight time was only a few hours.

The name of the Air Force major shocked the real estate agent, and he believed it immediately after seeing the Air Force ID card that Daisy took out from a stack of documents!

The lady maid, Lorna, and the real estate agent all got on the helicopter, and Daisy drove them personally and took a few people to Long Island.

Leaving the hustle and bustle of the city and the busy traffic in the city, looking at the sea reflecting the faint moonlight, the feeling of tranquility and comfort arises spontaneously.

There are rows of villas on the long coastline, they are watching from a distance, not close.

The rich have many problems, and their private territory is not infringed at every turn. If they fly over their heads, they might be greeted with rockets by idiots.

"That's the villa I told you about." The real estate agent didn't know that Daisy had only a few hours of driving experience. He only felt that Daisy was driving the plane quite stably. Now that he had given up his fears, he was already thinking about selling it himself. How much does this villa cost?

He pointed to a villa in the far south of the coastline and introduced.

To be honest, Daisy liked this villa by the sea for the first time in the sky. Long Island is surrounded by the sea on three sides. This area is distributed in a long and narrow shape from east to west. From the map, the latitudes are similar, but the actual topography is still different.

The villa that the real estate agent introduced to her was in a prominent place, and there were no other villas around. The villa is exquisite in shape, full of fashion and not too messy.

"There is no need to worry about security issues. The law and order here is very good. If you need me, I can help contact a security company..." The real estate agent suddenly realized that the three of them were young women, although there was Daisy." Active duty military" but there are also security considerations, right? He quickly explained.

Daisy just smiled and didn't speak, safety issues? If they all need to worry about safety, Americans should not live.

After getting off the plane and walking into the villa, the real estate agent saw her intentions and began to introduce her desperately.

The villa is built on the seaside, covering an area of ​​1,300 square meters, with European style and all stone decoration.

There are eighteen rooms on the upper and lower floors, including twelve bedrooms and six bathrooms, including an oversized master bedroom.

In addition, there is a studio, a movie screening room, and a gym. There are studios, a library, and a private underground wine cellar.

The villa faces the sea in the south, and more than 30 palm trees are planted in the north to decorate the courtyard. Two outdoor swimming pools and a tennis court were built in the shade of the trees.

The designer of the villa also built two retro-looking windmill cottages on each side of the villa, and distributed a fifteen-acre private garden, as well as a forest three times the size of the garden, which are owned by the owner of the villa.

Villa Daisy is very satisfied, very satisfied, the only fly in the ointment is that the villa's defense system is too rudimentary, and a few access controls are enough? At least some power grid, laser scanning, infrared detection, a few machine guns, plus two missile silos would make sense right?

But she didn't plan to embarrass the real estate agent. It was a little scary to say missiles to ordinary people. She tentatively asked the price of the villa.

The result is not unexpected. After discounts, economic downturn, and real estate depression, the villas after haggling at various levels still quoted a quasi-sky price to Daisy.

The formalities are complete, and the total price is 85 million US dollars!

She glanced at the lady maid calmly, and meant to ask, do we still have money on hand?

The maid nodded slightly, shorting Stark is very profitable. Although she is clamoring to sell iron and buy over-calculation, in fact, so far, the two-phase fee has been waived. They haven't spent any money yet, so they really don't have much pressure to buy a villa.

"Buy!" Daisy waved her hand, I bought it!

It's impossible to pay the full amount. Everyone pays in installments these days, and she does as the locals do.

All legal matters are handed over to the lady maid. As a tyrant in the New York legal profession, ordinary real estate companies would not dare to provoke her.

Three days later, all procedures were completed, and Daisy Johnson finally bid farewell to her rental career and owned her first house.

Little Lorna kept following her around, and she couldn't figure out why she didn't live in the city center, but ran to the beach instead.

But she also knew that this big house, her previous mother and stepfather could not afford to buy it even if she worked for two lifetimes.

Daisy ran back and forth twice, pulling over the pet lion soup dumpling and the big rhino that was fostered by her.

The little lion is getting more and more spiritual now. It feels very sensitive and is a little afraid of the maid, but it plays very well with little Lorna.

As for Mr. Rhino, who is still the same as me, leaving Wakanda every day lazily, Daisy seduced him with carrots for a long time, and then tricked this guy into the portal.

"This will be our new home in the future!" She stepped on the delicate and soft carpet with her bare feet and announced loudly.

The lady maid smiled and said nothing, the little lion yelped with excitement, as for Little Lorna and Rhino-kun, there were still no expressions.

There are so many rooms, everyone can choose at will. Daisy went directly to the master bedroom on the second floor. The lighting here is the best, the room is the largest, and you can see the starry sky when you open the ceiling at night.