【Fortune-telling, Feng Shui, Metaphysics, Ghost Catching, No CP, Episodic Stories】A calamity struck, and Lin Xi, the ninth-generation female sect master of the Taixuan Sect, arrived a thousand ...
Qian Duojin muttered to himself, then glanced at Lin Xi secretly, and quickly turned aside to send a message to that person.
Qian Duojin: [Mr. Jin, have you arrived? ]
Qian Duojin frowned as he didn't receive a reply after sending the news.
What's going on?
Could it be that this person stood him up?
He had already made it clear with Lin Xi!
What should I do if Lin Xi blames me later?
Qian Duoqian kept stealing glances at Lin Xi, perfectly illustrating what it means to feel guilty about something.
But then he thought, it wasn't his fault, so why should he feel guilty?
So he immediately and confidently complained to Lin Xi about the neighboring landlord being late and not keeping up with the news.
"What kind of person is this? He can't even be punctual and not keep up with the latest news. He has no manners!"
After complaining, Qian Duojin asked Lin Xi again.
"So what should we do now? Continue to wait or?"
Lin Xi glanced at the shop next door.
That shop was even more shabby than the previous Lin's Feng Shui Shop. Perhaps the previous owner hadn't put much thought into the renovation and had used inferior materials. Furthermore, no one had lived there or taken care of it for several years. Weeds were growing outside the entrance, and the door was broken. Inside, you could vaguely see the mottled and peeling walls, the leaking roof, and the moldy walls...
Anyway, it's in such a dilapidated state that after I buy it, I'm afraid the whole house will have to be demolished and rebuilt.
If this store was not the closest to the Feng Shui shop, Lin Xi would not be willing to choose such a house.
Originally, Lin Xi thought that if the landlord was easy to talk to and the negotiation was simple and quick, he would not bother to worry about anything else.
But now…
Lin Xi said to Qian Duojin, "Tell him I don't want the house anymore."
Qian Duojin was stunned for a moment, then immediately let out an "ah".
To be honest, Qian Duojin is also annoyed to work with such people who are not punctual and do not keep up to date.
Even if you can't come on time, at least send a message in advance to let me know.
In the end, there was nothing, and he still couldn't send a message.
Unless the other party tells you that his phone fell and something like that happened, there is no way you will understand the other party no matter how rich you are.
But the strange thing is that as soon as Qian Duojin sent the message that they didn't want the house, the other party immediately refused.
Qian Duojin: Hey, little guy, he knows it!
The other person: [Why don't you want it anymore? I came all this way here, and you just say you don't want it. Are you kidding me?]
"Not to mention how exhausted I am from driving here all day, I also lost a day of business. If you hadn't said you wanted to buy a house, would I have closed the store for a day?"
The man was no longer silent now, and he sent out two long messages.
Qian Duojin is not stupid. As soon as he saw the other person's attitude, he knew that the person must be a good person.
As for why he didn't tell me about me just now, it must be for other reasons.
And at this time, there was no explanation for why he was late, but he started to complain about the business and energy that was delayed by the house viewing.
Qian Duojin rolled his eyes.
Then he still makes millions every minute!
It's not just the other person's time that's wasted by house viewing; his own time is also valuable, okay!
This amount of time is enough for him to read several chapters of the novel, and he hasn't said anything yet.
Despite all his complaints, Qian Duojin still told Lin Xi that the other party had replied.
But Lin Xi still said the same thing: "People who are not punctual are not worth associating with."
Qian Duojin thought the same and never replied.
The other party may have realized that Qian Duojin was serious and did not dare to delay any longer. He appeared at the intersection in less than five minutes.