"That's right, this tenant is quite anxious. I want to stay in tonight. It's rare for such a straightforward tenant," said Xiao Zhang. "You see, there are many requirements on your side, and you agreed without even suppressing the price..."

Jiang Yuduo frowned: "Does this person meet the requirements?"

"The artist, single, looks very clean," said Xiao Zhang, "a gentleman in his twenties."

Jiang Yuduo continued to frown. The man was still so anxious to move in. He was going to sign a contract now? He couldn't wait for tomorrow. He felt something was wrong.

"Mr. Jiang?" Xiao Zhang called him there.

"Okay, wait, I'll go there now." Jiang Yuduo hung up the phone and called Chen Qing again, "Do you have a car now? Come and take me to my sister's new house."

"Yes, it's just a Cayenne, not big enough, right?" Chen Qing said, "Why would I get a truck?"

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything. Before shouting at Chen Qing, he tried hard to understand the meaning of Chen Qing's words, but in the end he failed.

He tried to control his tone and calm his voice: "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Don't you have to pull your luggage when moving? There are a bunch of things that the Cayenne can't put down," said Chen Qing.

Jiang Yuduo had the urge to catch someone from the street and beat him up. He gritted his teeth: "No, come here first, just drive the Cayenne, I'm downstairs in the card room."

"Okay." Chen Qing was very straightforward, "Arrived soon."

A fast Cayenne quickly turned from the intersection and stopped beside Jiang Yuduo.

Before Chen Qing could open the car door, Jiang Yuduo rushed over and opened the cab door, grabbed Chen Qing's arm and slapped him in the back.

"What family do you move?" Jiang Yuduo yelled in his ear, "What car do you drive! Go to work in the moving company!"

"Damn!" Chen Qing covered his ears, "You said you went to Sister Qian's new house! Let me drive here! Didn't you just say that when you moved last time!"

"Go and sign the rental contract!" Jiang Yuduo pulled away his hand and shouted again.

"I got it," Chen Qing lay on the steering wheel, his fingers clenched in his ears, "San brother, give me a way out."

"Give me a way to live," Jiang Yutuo got into the car, got on the passenger seat, and sighed while wearing his seat belt, "This day and day, life is like time and space intertwined, and no word can match the channel."

"Has the house been rented out?" Chen Qing drove out.

"Well," Jiang Yuzhuo lit a cigarette, "I said he was an artist."

"That should be quite rich," Chen Qing nodded, "I won't owe rent."

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything.

"Not necessarily," Chen Qing thought for a while, "You said that Jaeger-LeCoultre is dressed so decently, wearing a watch worth more than 100,000 yuan and also taking out a trash can. Is it considered performance art?"

"Shut up and look at the lights." Jiang Yuduo turned on the radio and turned on the sound.

Chen Qing probably couldn't get out of the perception that Cheng Ke was a homeless man who took out garbage, and Jiang Yuduo was so unfair to Cheng Ke that he was so upset.

When he thought of Cheng Ke, he was a little confused. What was this person here for?

I haven't noticed that anyone is following me recently. The only suspicious one is Cheng Ke, but Cheng Ke doesn't really look like someone who can do anything.

Are the handsome guys with high-quality fools and handsome guys nowadays?

However, the renting house is even more suspicious than Cheng Ke.

Jiang Yuduo turned his head and looked at Chen Qing: "Is there anything wrong with us here recently?"

"No," Chen Qing shook his head, "It's quite quiet. It's just that Zhang Daqi hasn't given the money to Gouzi, and Gouzi is depressed every day."

"I'll go tomorrow," said Jiang Yuduo. "The dog doesn't have much profit. It can lose insomnia for a month for 3,000 yuan."

"Can that be the same as you? How much money do you have on hand? How much money does he have on hand? He is spoiled at home and the whole family is spoiled. You..." Chen Qing swallowed, "I'll go tomorrow. It's not appropriate for you to go there. Zhang Daqi's behavior is not worthy of you going in person."

Jiang Yuduo responded, didn't say anything, and turned to look out the window.

"How long will it take?" Cheng Ke sat on the sofa, pressed his phone boredly, then turned off the screen, and then turned on...

His phone was empty, not even a small game to pass the time, but his old phone was similar. Apart from answering the phone, he only paid occasionally, and there was no sense of existence in other times.

After all, there are not many times when you are standing in a daze with a stranger like you are now.

"It should be here soon," Xiao Zhang said, "not far away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator outside the door rang and someone came out.

Cheng Keshu breathed a sigh of relief and put his phone back in his pocket. He was about to stand up, but he was stunned when he looked up.

"Hurry up, I still have it..." Jiang Yu took it into the room, his eyes turned from Xiao Zhang's face, and he was stunned, "Things."

"Fuck me? Jaeger-LeCoultre?" The general protector Chen Qing followed behind him. The moment he saw Cheng Ke, he shouted loudly about this sign that he would probably never forget.

"Is this acknowledge?" Xiao Zhang was also surprised.

"I don't know." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke spoke at the same time: "I don't know each other."

"Ah," Xiao Zhang laughed awkwardly and rubbed his hands, "Then... Now let's take a look at the contract first, and then sign the letter?"

"No need to watch it." Cheng Ke just wanted to end the situation in front of him as soon as possible.

"Okay." Jiang Yuduo hooked up a chair and sat in front of the table.

"...Okay." Cheng Ke took the contract handed over by Xiao Zhang.

In fact, the moment he saw Jiang Yuduo, he wanted to leave very much, and he couldn't even hold his head back.

But in the end, I gritted my teeth and held on.

He was very satisfied with the house and he needed to settle himself in immediately.

Jiang Yuduo still owed him a knife.

"You two sign this contract directly, and our agency is just to make a proof," Xiao Zhang said, "We are very formal, please rest assured."

Cheng Ke held the contract silently and looked at it very seriously, but he didn't read a word.

"Have you told him all the requests?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Yes." Xiao Zhang said.

"What are the requirements?" Cheng Ke asked casually.

Jiang Yuduo turned his head to look at Xiao Zhang, and Xiao Zhang was suddenly nervous and stuttered: "Mr. Cheng, just what I said to you just now."

"Oh," Cheng Ke nodded, "I said."

"You can only live in this room, and you cannot live in flowers, birds, fish, insects, cats, dogs, or people other than you," said Jiang Yuduo. "If you move anything in this room, you have to talk to me first..."

"Okay," Cheng Ke threw the contract on the table, took a pen and signed his name, and then leaned on the back of the chair, "I'm quite busy."

Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a while, then turned to Xiao Zhang: "Do I sign my name or the owner?"

"Your one," said Xiao Zhang, "I had a power of attorney from the homeowner before."

"Well," Jiang Yuduo grabbed the pen and signed the name, threw the contract back to Xiao Zhang, and looked at Cheng Ke again, "Do you have my phone number?"

"No." Cheng Ke replied.

Jiang Yuduo turned his head and stood behind him with a tense face, looking very much like a bodyguard. Chen Qing immediately took out a piece of cigarette paper from his pocket and placed it in front of him.

Cheng Ke looked at the piece of paper in front of him with the words Jiang Yuduo and a string of phone numbers. He could feel the shocked look next to him without turning his head.

He gritted his teeth and took the "business card" and put it in his pocket.

After signing the contract, the deposit of three or one payment was paid. Jiang Yuduo also gave him the key to the lock that was "not allowed to change the lock". Cheng Ke felt that the next process should be for everyone to get up and leave.

But Jiang Yuduo was still sitting opposite the table, staring at him.

Chen Qing was still standing behind him with a tense face and staring at him together.

Because Xiao Zhang was still next to him, Cheng Ke didn't want people to feel that he and the two in front of him had escaped from the same mental hospital, so they could only clear their throats and want to say goodbye.

"You go," Jiang Yuduo opened his mouth first and waved to Xiao Zhang, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Then..." Xiao Zhang hesitated.

Chen Qing stopped him directly, forced him to the door, and then closed the door.

"I just said it," Jiang Yuduo looked at Cheng Ke, "I don't know what your purpose is, but if you don't want to rent this house, it's still time to regret it now."
Chapter completed!