Chapter 99, The Second-Longest Man

Style: Romance Author: Tongyuan WujiWords: 2200Update Time: 24/02/20 15:24:29
Zheng Bajin came downstairs. Several old people looked at him and said with smiles on their faces: "How is it? Has the negotiation been completed?"

It turns out that these people don't care.

They are waiting and watching. Maybe, once Lao Wang's house is sold, someone will find something to talk about.

Anyway, idle time is idle, and it is reasonable to talk about some gossip.

There are too few entertainment items.

"No, the old man doesn't want to sell, he just wants to rent. I'll go back and discuss it with my girlfriend." Zheng Bajin didn't give these people any more cigarettes, but acted like I couldn't make the decision and the woman had to make the decision. community.

The old people were stunned, looking at Zheng Bajin's back, and suddenly felt a little disdainful: He is not married yet, but he listens to women in everything. This young man will not achieve anything great!

Zheng Bajin was walking on the road and saw an old man selling melon seeds on the street.

The old man seemed to have come from the countryside, his face covered with sweat.

I walked over and tasted one. It was pretty good. I asked about the price and it cost one yuan a pound.

Without haggling, I weighed two pounds.

At this time of year in Qiucheng, no fruits are ripe yet, so Qingqing can only pass the time by eating melon seeds when she has nothing to do in the store.

When passing by a canteen, Zheng Bajin was selling a thermos bottle.

I bought a kettle when Nian Jian'an first came here, and it's still usable.

We weighed half a catty of Yunnan green tea before returning to the shop.

Seeing him coming back so soon, Qingqing thought he was just going shopping.

Zheng Bajin did not discuss the house viewing with him. At this time, the woman was not very interested in buying a house.

Otherwise, if you have to have a car and a house to get married, there will definitely be few people who can leave the single family, and you might have to fight it to the end.

Zheng Bajin put the melon seeds on a small stool in front of Qingqing and said, "They were just fried and they taste pretty good."

As he said that, he poured the water from the fire into the thermos. There was still water in the kettle, so he put it next to the fire and said, "Put it down when the water boils. If it boils for too long, you can't drink it."

Qing Qing glanced at him, thinking that he wanted to say something sexy again. He stood up and said, "These melon seeds must not be cheap, why bother spending money?"

After saying that, he got a cup and prepared to make tea for Zheng Bajin.

Zheng Bajin grabbed her hand.

"What are you doing?" Qingqing glanced at the street outside the door warily.

"I'll make it myself!" Zheng Bajin took the cup, poured some boiling water into it, heated the cup, and opened the tea he just bought.

Qingqing was stunned, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face. It seemed that she had misunderstood. Zheng Bajin was a serious person at this time, he was just thirsty!

Qingqing watched him force the tea out and then pour it back in. She said with some confusion, "Doesn't this take away the flavor?"

"Let me tell you, as the saying goes, smoke the cigarette and drink the tea. It means that the first puff of cigarette is the best, and the second cup of tea is the best. The most important thing is that the tea is very dirty, so wash it Better." Zheng Bajin said. He had already filled half the cup with water and put it on a small stool to cool down. Then, he grabbed a small handful of melon seeds and stuffed them into Qingqing's hand.

Qing Qing gave him a look that was too polite and made her feel embarrassed. But, my heart is beautiful.

Zheng Bajin also ate melon seeds and said, "It seems that we still need a table."

"Don't be too particular. When you enter the city, do you need to spend money everywhere?" Qingqing said as she ate a melon seed.

"It's okay, it's not worth much money. Besides, you can save money if you can, and you can't save what you can't. As a human being, you can't treat yourself badly." Zheng Bajin said with a smile.

"You're right. I took a look and saw that dad still has some leftover food. Just heat it up and eat it later. There's no need to buy more. Save it if you can!"

Zheng Bajin: "..."

The idea of ​​not eating cold dishes, if expressed at this time, is pure nonsense and completely inappropriate.

He went out and bought a table. When he came back, Qingqing had already heated up the food and was waiting for him to eat.



The next day was the weekend, so Zheng Bajin hurriedly went to get breakfast. It would be a waste not to eat it.

After finishing the meal, Zheng Bajin said he was going out for a while. In front of a canteen, he asked for two pieces of letterhead paper and drew up two agreements. He went directly to the community, found Lao Wang, and asked him what he had discussed with his son. Is it gone? Can I sell it for 7,000 yuan? If it doesn't sell, he will go to another community to look.

"I talked with my son, and what he meant was that seven thousand is too low, at least seven thousand five." Lao Wang said, looking directly at Zheng Bajin.

Zheng Bajin's heart moved, and he saw in his eyes that he had already accepted the price of seven thousand, but he didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he said: "Well, seven thousand or five hundred yuan, you can use it and I can use it." It’s all the same, just let me do it.”

"No, seven thousand and five thousand, I won't sell it for a penny less." A man's voice came from the bedroom.

Zheng Bajin was secretly happy. Sure enough, Lao Wang's son did not go to work. He came at just the right time. He smiled and said: "He is your son, right? Can you come out and talk?"

A man in his twenties, not bad looking.

What Zheng Bajin thinks is that if he is the first in terms of looks alone, he should be able to be the second.

No wonder the eldest lady working in the provincial city fell in love with him, and she could really rely on his reputation to make a living!

Xiao Wang glanced at Zheng Bajin, with a kind of disappointment in his eyes. He thought he was good-looking, but he met a man who was more handsome than himself, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's only seven thousand and five thousand. If you like it, that's it."

"Okay, it doesn't all depend on these five hundred yuan." Zheng Bajin agreed. He couldn't take all the advantages for himself, but at least give others a way to survive.

If a family only needs these 500 yuan to establish a foothold in the provincial capital, don't let a small loss lead to ruining a good marriage.

"Okay, while my eldest brother is also at home, I drew up an agreement." After that, Zheng Bajin took out the pre-drafted agreement and said, "Take a look at it. If there are no big problems, just sign it!"

Xiao Wang glanced at it with some doubts and made two copies, which was really thoughtful. However, he needed the 7,500 yuan so much that he looked over it and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

However, it is mentioned above: If the ownership can be transferred in the future, you must fully cooperate, otherwise, you will be fined one million!

This number is too scary. In this era, it can be called an astronomical figure.

Xiao Wang pointed and said: "Brother, are you serious? A fine of tens of thousands of yuan may be reasonable. Isn't such a large amount a joke?"

"Hey, it's just a number, meaningless. I believe that you are not that kind of person, and I will not be a renegade person. It will be impossible to break up with each other by then. It doesn't matter." Zheng Bajin said lightly.

I deliberately made this matter very light, just to make the other party believe that it was not necessary.

Sure enough, Xiao Wang listened, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

As he said this, he picked up his pen and signed the words Wang Jun.

As expected of a college student, he writes well.

With this thought in mind, Zheng Bajin picked up a pen and signed a decent name.

Judging from their words, their cultural level is not at the same level at all.

Zheng Bajin also took out the ink pad and pressed his fingerprints on each of them, which was considered to be official.

After paying the money, each of them took a share.