"But you are not the original owner of the house, right." Old Man Yu said while secretly looking at Su Qingyu's expression.
He was testing Su Qingyu's attitude.
Su Qingyu's face was delicate, and her eyes were as deep as night, shining with a cold light: "How long has this house been empty? You guys came to move things.
No one lives in the house, is that the reason why you came in? According to what you said, there is a villa not far from here, and no one lives in the villa. Why don't you go in and move your things? "
The young man who had just moved the TV muttered: "There are a lot of weird people living in the villa over there, it's really scary."
Su Qingyu's villa has become a famous weird house in Tianfu Lingcheng.
Basically, the humans who come close don't end well.
The purpose of the blue organization is to stay away from weirdness and copies.
They will not approach any weird villa.
Yu Zhengxing leaned on crutches and explained in a good voice: "Little girl, don't be angry yet. It's the end of the world now, and we can no longer use the laws before Weird Resurrection to do things.
You see, after the strange recovery, many supermarkets outside are closed. Everything inside is first come, first served. Similarly, the villas in Tianfu Lingcheng are empty. We came here to remove the furniture and sell them to those in need. People are not wasting resources! "
Su Qingyu doesn't like this.
She argued hard.
"Of course it's reasonable for you to be the one who moves things on your behalf. If you are the owner of a supermarket and you go out to escape because of danger, and when you come back you find that your things have been taken away by a group of people, and those people openly say that these things belong to no one." Things, are you happy?
Besides, what does not waste mean? A rich man bought ten cars, and nine of them were idle. At this time, you drove the other people's cars away, and then you said it was not a waste?
Taking something that someone else owns without asking is stealing. Even if the owners of these things die, it will be their heirs who will dispose of these properties, not you. "
It was the first time that Yingluo saw her master angry.
She lifted the petals around her eyes to reveal the eyes in the rotting flesh.
Youyou smiled and crossed his arms. The more serious Su Qingyu's tone became, the deeper the smile on his face became.
Su Qingyu stroked the rusty butterfly hairpin in his hand.
Rust stained her fingertips.
There are beautiful memories of Su Qingyu and Zhuang Xiaodie playing together here, and Su Qingyu doesn't want them to be destroyed.
She wanted to get Zhuang Xiaodie back and restore everything to the way it was before.
Therefore, the actions of the blue organization disgusted her.
The young man who moved the TV put the TV on the ground and said hesitantly: "But this villa has been auctioned, and the new owner will move in soon..."
"If you can't speak, then stop talking!" Old Yu glared at the man fiercely.
What a fool.
Dare to say anything.
"Oh." The young man carrying the TV immediately covered his mouth with both hands.
"Did it go out?" Su Qingyu's lips were slightly raised, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
This blue-shirted organization is really efficient at reselling second-hand goods.
If it doesn't make sense, then take a tougher approach.
"Youyou..."
"Wait!" Old Man Yu suddenly raised his head, alarm bells ringing in his heart. He stared at Youyou. Although the clown had a smile on his face, his dark eyes exuded bloodthirsty eyes. He rubbed his arms and said to himself Realizing the mistake, he quickly made amends, "We thought this villa was an ownerless property, so we sold it to the Rock Group. Let's do this. I will give you the house back, and I will help you restore these things, and I represent the entire Blue Clothes Organization." I apologize to you."
After saying that, Old Man Yu lowered his body and bowed deeply to Su Qingyu.
The air suddenly became quiet.
The other members of the Blue Organization present looked at each other.
They used to sell second-hand furniture and have always done so.
As long as the house is empty for a certain period of time, they will go in, take down as many things as they can inside, and sell whatever they can.
They will only return the items if the original owner returns.
Such "friends of the original owner" can easily be impersonated and are not within the scope of their return.
So they were very confused as to why Old Man Yu wanted to apologize in a good manner.
What if this person is an impostor?
They finally contacted the buyer and negotiated the price. Wouldn't it be a big loss to return it at this time?
Only Old Man Yu knew that he was afraid of the two weirdos standing behind Su Qingyu.
Seeing that he had a good attitude and could solve the problem peacefully, Su Qingyu raised a finger: "I only give you one day. No matter who you sell this house to, you will return the money to them.
You don't need to clean up here. Return all the things you took away and I will clean up myself. "
Old Man Yu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and agreed.
The people in the blue-clothed organization put down what they were holding, and the group of people left.
The young man ran to Old Yu, shrank his head and asked, "Grandpa Yu, who is that person? Why are you so polite to her?"
Old Man Yu rewarded the young man with three chestnuts on his head, each one squeaking louder than the last. Then he poked his head and said, "You're stupid, you didn't see those two weird ones standing behind her. You don't need to do this business. If your life is lost, it will be gone."
The young man nodded repeatedly. He thought of the villa that was sold and was troubled again: "But the people from the Luo Group are not so easy to negotiate.
If we break the contract like this, they will blacklist us in the future and never do business with us again. "
"You don't have to worry about this, I'll take care of it." Old Man Yu decided to come to apologize in person.
Inside Zhuang Xiaodie's villa.
Su Qingyu rearranged the furniture in the room according to her original memory.
The crooked mural on the wall was straightened, the cushion that fell on the floor was picked up, dusted, and placed again on the sofa.
Youyou and Yingluo wanted to help, but Su Qingyu waved her hand.
She wanted to restore everything to the original state by herself.
When Su Qingyu placed the vase on the windowsill, Yingluo catalyzed a yellow rose in her hands. She inserted the yellow rose into the white ceramic vase.
The breeze blew, and the rose branches swayed gently, and the delicate petals bloomed. In the gloomy place of Tianfu Lingcheng, there was not a trace of sunlight.
"Master, this yellow rose will bring you good luck." Yingluo is gentler than other weirdos, and is more able to understand the subtle emotional changes between humans.
When she was still a human, surviving in the harem, she was already familiar with these methods of winning people's hearts.
Su Qingyu looked at the flowers on the window sill. A butterfly flew from nowhere and stayed on the delicate petals. Its wings fluttered. Before Su Qingyu reached out to touch the butterfly, the butterfly flapped its wings and flew away.
She lowered her head and looked at the empty palms of her hands.
The feeling of loneliness flowed into her heart along the empty hands and veins of her body, making her feel that although winter had not yet arrived, the weather had already turned cold.
