The Overnight Millionaires — The Deed Showdown

The house is big, but a bit empty. Isn't it lonely? Is this a model room?

Looks like a show setup. Today I wore a deed. Buddha's feet! Buddha's feet! We can kick his feet.

True. Gui Fen! Heard you two saw a villa. Right, I saw it.

Gui Fen, they didn't come to view. They came to eat and check. Sure, come in. They complimented our marble.

System, give me tasks. Damn, system lost it. I'm not out of control. Just warming up.

Xiao Chen, get the car. Madam, I'm Xiao Zhang. Mr. Zhao, madam, the car's ready for relatives.

Oh my god! With that lineup, fuel costs hurt my head. These aren't cars.

They're money pits on wheels. Today we pick relatives. Luxury cars are classy. Classy? No way!

Bus costs two yuan for all. Great AC, too. Xiao Chen, wear a suit. Stand on the car, look official.

Sir, I'm Xiao Zhang. And this suit of mine won't fit on a bus. Also, the space here

is getting too cozy. Oh my god! Xiao Zhang, you're crushing him. Two more rows,

he'd grab seats himself. Mr. Zhao, I'm not grabbing seats now. I'm seeing my great-grandma.

Gui Fen, didn't you move recently? Why take the bus to get us? You wouldn't get eco.

Rich folks care about green. My son doesn't ride the bus now. He's at some international college. What college?

Name's too long to remember. Your kid's in school, and you can't name it? Sis Gui Fen,

you two are still cheap. If you're not cheap, why the bus? We didn't fly here. Come on,

flying wastes fuel. Their smart kid must be bored. Mr. Zhao, I'm not feeling great.

Hui Fen, Great hospitality. My legs are sore from the ride. If my son knew I took the bus,

he'd laugh at me. He only smiles now when out. It's arranged just for you two. This trip,

your son's efficient— school still hasn't confirmed. It's a flexible plan. All that showing off,

like buying a cow then forgetting where to tie it. The school will confirm. Right,

this place is your home. Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, welcome home. Steady, don't get cocky.

I'm not cocky. Then the deed? Show it to us. Get me my priciest outfit.

Today I'll wear the property deed. Why'd he go upstairs? He wouldn't grab the deed. What deed?

I heard something— like the deed coming down. What's to fear? Can't wear a house. Oh my god!

These Spaniards got tripped up by that Bud. I just remembered I left the gas on.

Didn't you go back? I gotta check. You just ditched me. How can I handle this alone?

Auntie, can you really keep it up? Who was dying to see the deed? Easy, madam. Your train's a bit long.

Any longer and it'd sweep the whole floor. Slow down, missus. My heart's about to take off. With that attitude,

you just came from a UK meeting ready to collect HOA fees. Why's big bro just standing there? I didn't say a thing.

You talked plenty earlier. I just changed outfits, and you already shrank back down. I was just asking.

Go ahead, ask. You almost hung your tongue on the beam. What madam's wearing is just a house-guest-level gift.

The queen got one, she got one — we're low-key. Auntie, weren't you begging for the deed? Why so quiet now? Hey, what's up?

What? You say Spain blew it? Come on, Spain can't lose to Cape Verde.

Auntie, why aren't you talking back now? I gotta run, something at home. Cape Verde, Cape Verde.

We can kick past Cape Verde. Such a close loss. Go on home, Auntie. Just watch the games from now on.