Therefore, Jiang Ci needed to travel back and forth in Beijing to record where there were many empty houses and who lived in each place.
This is a complicated task. Without a computer, there's no way to process the data, so I have to do it myself.
When drafting the contract, Eci discovered a significant problem: they didn't have a lawyer.
She drafted the contract, but it had no legal protection, meaning the draft contract in front of her was just a blank piece of paper.
Jiang Ci looked at the draft contract in her hand, then tore it up again.
She then looked at the list of people she had made who were interested in renting out their properties and who had housing needs.
Most families with vacant houses have many employees but not that many family members. Living separately would be too expensive for the whole family, so they leave the house vacant. However, leaving the house vacant could lead to the factory taking it away, etc.
The vast majority of those in need of housing are former educated youth who have been away from home for many years. Better families might be able to give them a bed, but if there are conflicts in the family, or if two former educated youth who are already married return to the city, they will not have a place to live.
Without a contract and legal constraints, both renting and housing carry risks.
Therefore, the first thing she needs to determine when selecting tenants and residents is their character.
People who only think about making money and who are rude and disruptive when problems arise are unacceptable; people who lack integrity are unacceptable; and people who abandon their benefactors after using them are unacceptable.
E-Cera's repeated increases in demands on tenants and residents are a last resort.
In this day and age, you can't really say you're renting a house. You can only say that a relative has returned to the city and has nowhere to stay, so they have to stay at our house temporarily, or something like that.
Jiang Ci crossed out what she had written down one by one. After summarizing everything, she looked at it again and found that only two educated youths who needed to rent houses and three houses that met the requirements were left.
She looked at it again, then packed her things, left home, and rode her bicycle out again.
Jiang Ci plans to contact the owners of these houses first.
As a real estate agent, you need to finalize the property listings first.
She had just ridden her bicycle out of the residential compound when a child of about half a year old suddenly appeared in front of her.
Jiang Ci took a closer look.
Ouch.
Huang Zheyue.
"Can you tell me where my dad went now?" Huang Zheyue went straight to the point, her eyes fixed on Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci looked him up and down. "You've been discharged from the hospital?"
They paid for Huang Zheyue's hospitalization, and she didn't need to pay anything after discharge; she just needed to complete the discharge procedures.
Upon hearing this, Huang Zheyue straightened her very thin chest and said, "I've been discharged from the hospital. I'm all better now."
Jiang Ci glanced down and saw the gauze wrapped around the bottom of his shirt, which had shrunk due to his height.
Huang Zheyue followed her gaze downwards and realized that she had given herself away. Her ears turned bright red as she tugged at her shirt.
But then Jiang Ci chuckled slowly, "Get in the car, we'll talk about this after I'm done with my work."
Huang Zheyue was reluctant to leave with this terrifying woman. "Can't I tell you now?"
Jiang Ci: "To leave or not to leave?"
Huang Zheyue reluctantly sat in the back seat of Jiang Ci's car.
Jiang Ci didn't say much, and pedaled his bicycle, turning left and right.
Huang Zheyue looked at the street, and for a moment she was unsure what Jiang Ci was up to.
He had a bad feeling. Could this woman and her husband be kidnappers?
Did they deliberately use his father's whereabouts to entice him, then trick him into leaving and selling him to someone else?!
Huang Zheyue looked at Jiang Ci's back with a look of horror.
Just then, Jiang Ci suddenly braked her bicycle.
Huang Zheyue's face slammed into Jiang Ci's back.
"Ugh..." He covered his nose.
"Little thing, why did you keep bumping into me?" Jiang Ci turned her head to look at him and teased him.
Huang Zheyue immediately lowered her hand, "I didn't. You suddenly stopped the car, and I accidentally bumped into you."
Jiang Ci shrugged. "Come down."
Huang Zheyue struggled to get out of the back seat, looking around warily.
I discovered that the environment here is actually quite nice; it's a traditional courtyard house.
As a thief who roams the streets, Huang Zheyue certainly knew where this place was.
An area assigned to employees of a pastry factory in Beijing.
How did she end up here?
Huang Zheyue silently watched Jiang Ci, seemingly observing something, when she suddenly spotted someone and waved with a smile.
"Aunt Liu! It's me!"
"Oh, Xiao An, you're here."
The middle-aged woman, known as Aunt Liu, came out. She was plump and had a smile on her face, looking quite kind.
"Yes, I didn't have anything to do today, and I just happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd come and talk to you."
Jiang Ci was very relaxed, and her accent even carried a hint of Beijing dialect, which Huang Zheyue, a native Beijing boy, couldn't detect anything wrong with.
He stood there blankly, watching Jiang Ci chat with this woman, known as Aunt Liu, with practiced ease.
It took Huang Zheyue a long time to understand what she was saying.
This woman... is helping Aunt Liu find roommates.
They speak openly and frankly in spacious places, as if they are having a casual chat. They can clearly see who is passing by and who is coming and going.
Because it was bright and airy, their voices were neither too loud nor too soft; they were barely audible from a distance, and when someone approached, they would naturally stop talking.
Huang Zheyue's eyes nearly popped out of her head as she watched incredulously as Jiang Ci and this Aunt Liu talked for less than half an hour and settled all of Aunt Liu's requirements, including how much money she wanted to pay each month for the house, what kind of tenants she wanted, what she valued most in a tenant, and other things such as not damaging anything in the room and not revealing the relationship between the landlord and the tenant.
Jiang Ci even added more suggestions that Liu Ma hadn't considered, such as a two-yuan deposit. If someone rents the place, you should build a good relationship with the tenant so that you seem like relatives. If the tenant is a family of three, you should also tell them where to find jobs so that they can continue to rent from you.
Liu Ma's smile never faded. She carefully noted down Jiang Ci's words, patted Jiang Ci's arm, and gave her a thumbs up.
After the conversation, Jiang Ci smiled and sent Liu Ma back, saying that she would help find tenants as soon as possible. If a suitable tenant was found, she would arrange for them to meet her. She would then make time to meet the person, and if they seemed like a good match, she would take them to see the house.
Seeing how considerate Jiang Ci was, even considering that they couldn't take people to see the house first, Aunt Liu had no more complaints and nodded repeatedly.
After the two parted ways, Jiang Ci took Huang Zheyue to another place.
Huang Zheyue noticed that her tone of voice had changed again.
Jiang Ci didn't speak as warmly as she did to Aunt Liu; instead, she was very businesslike, appearing... well... very serious.
When she went to see the person she was meeting, the other person not only didn't think anything was wrong, but seemed to be very satisfied with Jiang Ci's seriousness!
Jiang Ci's tongue is so sharp, even better than a crosstalk comedian!
Twelve-year-old Huang Zheyue's worldview collapsed when she heard Jiang Ci speak to people in a way that was both human and ghostly.
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