40 Ms. Zhuang who lives in Room 403
"I'm dizzy, no way!"
Ni Yue turned around and exchanged glances with his two teammates, his expression uglier than tears. "Could this Qian guy be deliberately teasing us?"
I entered the password again, but it was still incorrect.
She didn't dare try again, for fear that it would trigger some automatic alarm system, which would then go off and scare Uncle Qian in the house.
I couldn't help but feel dark inside, "...Qian must be holding a grudge against us from our last fight and is looking for revenge this time, making our trip a wasted one!"
"It shouldn't be that serious. Didn't you say he paid a deposit?" Zhang Chenling wiped the sweat from her forehead as she spoke.
"Of course not, but he only paid fifty!"
"Huh? I bribed you with just fifty dollars?" Zhang Chenling looked incredulous.
Ni Yue was embarrassed, remembering that not long ago, he had secretly ridiculed Wu Xia in his heart in a similar tone. It seemed that this boomerang hit him!
"For customers like him who appear to be in a difficult financial and mentally unstable situation, it's better for us to ask them to pay the full amount in advance."
Ni Yue pulled his lips helplessly, "It's too late to say anything now!"
Xu Zhiqian disagreed. Although he had not witnessed the quarrel in person, he had heard about it.
He didn't think that a man who had already left home to find a job would still be thinking about that little thing. Besides, a person who was delivering food in the heavy rain would definitely not be willing to spend 50 yuan of hard-earned money on a prank.
So he leaned in to take a closer look. "I don't see a speck of dust on the fingerprint sensor. That person might have been using fingerprints to unlock the door all day and remembered the password incorrectly."
"It's not impossible... Come on, stop guessing, I'll just call him and ask!"
Ni Yue made a phone call, although she clearly remembered that the man surnamed Qian said he had an interview at this time today.
Sure enough, the phone rang only once and the other party refused to answer.
Ni Yue was anxious. "What should we do? We can't lift the bathtub down again."
"If it really doesn't work, just wait a while. I guess he's not interviewing the CEO, so the interview should be over soon. We don't have any other orders later, so just wait..." Zhang Chenling said while fanning herself with her hands.
Unfortunately, the wind was also warm, and I couldn't help but complain, "It's too hot in this hallway!"
"I hope no one wants to move things, otherwise we will be in trouble!" As Xu Zhiqian spoke, sweat had already flowed down his cheeks into the collar of his polo shirt.
"Bah, bah, bah, you're such a jinx!" Zhang Chenling rolled her eyes at him.
Before he could take back his words, he heard footsteps coming and going downstairs.
The three of them stared at the stairs nervously until a few movers in blue overalls appeared before them. Ni Yue was completely dumbfounded and took a deep breath. "You really came right, you crow-mouthed one!"
The few people who came up stopped at the third floor and half, looked up and saw a big thing lying across the fourth floor, staring at each other in confusion.
One of them climbed a few steps and asked, "Is this also Miss Zhuang's?"
"No!" the three people said in unison.
The man was anxious, "Are you moving in or out? Hurry up, or you'll affect us moving things!"
In this situation, Zhang Chenling, who has always been very powerful, was at a loss as to what to do.
Ni Yue frantically called Qian again, but the call was still rejected. "Oh no, oh no, what should I do?"
"Um, which floor is the Miss Zhuang you are talking about on?" Xu Zhiqian stepped forward and asked.
"It's 403!" the man said impatiently.
"403?"
This old house has three households per floor. 403 is directly opposite Uncle Qian’s house in 401, with 402 sandwiched in between.
"This is embarrassing!" Xu Zhiqian scratched his head and discussed with the two sisters, "If it really doesn't work, should we carry it to the fourth floor to make room for them?"
"This is the only way!" Zhang Chenling said angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a creak and the door of Room 403 opened.
Although Ni Yue and Zhang Chenling had blocked noses, they could still feel a cool and fragrant breeze blowing towards them.
A middle-aged woman with neat short hair and delicate makeup leaned out halfway. Seeing two groups of people in front of her, she was obviously not mentally prepared and froze in place. "Oh my, so many people?"
"I'm sorry, these are things from 401. We can't contact his family right now, so we can't move the things in for the time being." Zhang Chenling hurriedly explained the situation to her, "You have things to move out, right?"
"That's right, and my stuff is even bigger than yours!" Miss Zhuang was clearly at a loss. "So what should I do?"
"It's okay, why don't you close the door first and let us carry the things to the fourth floor and a half, then you can move them!" Xu Zhiqian stepped forward and said.
"Oh," Miss Zhuang hesitated for a second, "this is the only way."
Then he said to the porter, "Please wait a moment, I'm really sorry."
Close the door behind you.
The three of them looked at each other and shrugged. There was no other way, so they had to bite the bullet and lift it up.
Bending over, sticking out his butt, and stretching out his hands, Xu Zhiqian shouted the slogan: "One, two, three!"
They worked together to lift the bathtub.
Suddenly, the door of Room 403 creaked open again, and the refreshing fragrance came again, but this time, Miss Zhuang opened the door a little wider.
"Why don't you move your things to my house first!" she said with a smile, "I have plenty of room at home!"
There is plenty of space, but how big can it be?
With doubts, they carried the bathtub and followed Miss Zhuang into her house. As expected, they were stunned by the scene before them - the house was almost empty.
Miss Zhuang seemed to be moving. Apart from the three-seater sofa in the living room and the dining table and chairs in the semi-open kitchen, there were no other large pieces of furniture within sight.
She asked the three of them to put the bathtub on the dining room side and asked them to sit at the dining table to rest.
Then he called the movers in and pointed at the sofa in the living room and said, "I sold this leather sofa to someone for thousands of dollars. Be careful when you move it. If you damage any corners, it will be very difficult to recover!"
"Then wrap it with film first and then move it!" The mover was well prepared and took out the tools to get busy.
"Wrapping it with film is a good idea!" Miss Zhuang smiled and turned to the three people at the table, "Would you like some water or some fruit?"
As if they were guests.
Ni Yue was a little flattered and waved his hand first, "Thank you, you're welcome, we have water in our bags!"
"Where's the fruit? There must be no fruit in the bag?" Miss Zhuang asked, her eyes narrowed into two crescents.
Although she was wearing makeup, with mascara, lipstick, and foundation all glaringly on her face, you could tell her skin was in good condition. Even without makeup, she was still a delicate beauty. She was just a little thin; her wrists and ankles, visible through her home clothes, were extremely thin. Judging from her height, she was about 1.6 meters tall and probably weighed less than 90 kilograms.
"Really, there's no need to bother. We'll just sit for a while and then leave!" Zhang Chenling declined.
"What's the trouble? Everyone here is a guest!" Miss Zhuang refused to give in and walked towards the kitchen next door.
"I just happened to have some Guiwei lychees given by a friend. I can't finish them all by myself, so you guys can help me eat them!" She put one hand on the refrigerator door handle and looked at them sideways. "The refrigerator will also be sold in a few days. By then, all the leftovers will have to be thrown away. It's such a shame!"
He raised his chin again and pointed towards the living room, "I'll get them some food too!"
After hearing what she said, the three of them couldn't refuse.
Miss Zhuang opened the refrigerator door, and unexpectedly, lychees the size of ping-pong balls rolled all over the floor.
She hissed, her expression becoming extremely ugly, "What's going on!"
Like a conditioned reflex, he gently protected his chest with one hand, bent down, and stretched out his other hand to pick up the lychees.
The three of them quickly stood up to help.
Unexpectedly, a flash of darkness suddenly passed by in front of her eyes - Miss Zhuang's short hair fell down.
A bald head was revealed.
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