Chapter 12
Wen Qiu didn't return to the villa for several days.
Ji Liao didn't want to cook either.
Because all his attention was focused on looking at houses.
And he liked a house.
The house is located in Xicheng District, far away from the main urban area. Looking at the map, it is closer to the airport.
But there are complete living facilities near the house, including supermarkets, hospitals, restaurants, and everything else.
Most importantly, Ji Liao particularly likes the decoration of the house.
The 93-square-meter apartment was originally divided into two bedrooms and two living rooms. However, the owner designed and renovated it himself, demolishing all the unnecessary walls and creating a very spacious one-bedroom apartment.
There is a large balcony on the south side of the house. Because it is a high-rise building, the view outside the balcony is particularly broad. It is bustling and noisy during the day and bright lights at night.
Ji Liao could imagine the days when he would sit leisurely by the window, drink tea and read books.
Instead, it was Chen Ziri who advised him to think again.
"Is there anything wrong with this room?" Wen Qiu asked.
Chen Zili shook his head, his tone rather regretful: "There's no big problem, but this apartment is on the 18th floor."
"Most people avoid the 4th and 18th floors."
Ji Liao knew that many people in real life had taboos, but he didn't expect that the world of books also had them.
He slapped his thigh and said happily, "Great, this is it!"
Chen Zili: “…”
Ji Liao’s idea is very simple. If most people don’t like to buy the 18th floor, then there is room for bargaining on the price.
He was only eighteen, but he was a staunch atheist!
So these few days, Ji Liao has been bargaining with the landlord.
"Homeowners are asking for 2.5 million, the lowest."
Chen Ziri reports to Ji Liao in real time.
The homeowner only listed the house for sale through an agency, and the final price still had to be agreed upon by the owner himself, so Chen Ziri had little room to maneuver and was essentially a messenger.
Ji Liao was shameless: "Two hundred and five is too bad, two hundred and four."
After a while, Chen Zili replied:
"Mr. Ji, Miss Wang said that if we go to transfer the ownership now, it will cost 248."
"make a deal."
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In fact, Ji Liao was also a little conflicted.
For an ordinary person like him, it is more reliable to deposit the money in the account in the bank and earn interest.
But buying a house is his dream!
The dream was within reach, and he couldn't resist the temptation.
So as soon as the landlord agreed, he immediately went out with his ID card.
There were a lot of people at the real estate center. When Ji Liao arrived, Chen Ziri had already arrived.
Ji Liao was immediately worried when he saw the crowd of people moving around. "With so many people, how long will the queue last?"
Chen Zili smiled sweetly: "We will be here soon."
He shook the stack of numbered tickets in his hand.
Ji Liao seemed to smell the faint fruity fragrance again.
The landlord arrived quickly, as soon as they were called.
"Hey, it's you who bargained with me."
The owner of the house, Ms. Wang, is a female alpha who is 180cm tall.
Ji Liao raised his chin slightly and admitted amiably, "Yes, it's me."
"You're quite knowledgeable." Miss Wang snorted and wrinkled her nose. "When will it be our turn? This place smells terrible."
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Ji Liao smelled nothing.
At this time, Chen Zili said happily:
"It's our turn!"
The transfer went very smoothly. Ji Liao was overwhelmed with emotion, but it felt unreal.
Until the big red book was in his hands.
Do I have a house?
Ji Liao was still excited. He took the property certificate and read the words on it carefully.
"It won't be wrong, don't worry." Chen Ziri comforted.
"Huh..." Ji Liao let out a long sigh.
"How do I transfer the money?" Ji Liao carefully put the property deed into his bag and asked about the follow-up.
He had no experience and transferred the property without even reading the contract.
Unfortunately, no one reminded him.
"You give the money to the agent, and they will settle it with me after deducting the fees," said the homeowner, Ms. Wang.
"OK."
Ji Liao took out his cell phone and just unlocked it when it rang.
Even though he bought a house, Ji Liao still didn't know anyone here. Who could call him?
With doubts, Ji Liao clicked to connect:
"Hello?"
Zhang Nan: "Ji Liao, where are you?"
Ji Liao: "Zhang Nan?"
In Ji Liao's eyes, Wen Qiu's assistant is equivalent to his colleague.
As colleagues, we don’t need to be too close.
So he said, "I'm just wandering around outside, what's the matter?"
Zhang Nan: "Then stop shopping. Mr. Wen wants to see you. Come to the hospital."
When Ji Liao heard the word hospital, he suddenly felt nervous: "What happened to Mr. Wen? Which hospital?"
Zhang Nan paused for several seconds, and his frustration was evident:
"Which hospital is your grandma in? Do you remember? Wenhui Hospital."
Ji Liao: “…”
After hanging up the phone, Ji Liao still remembered to transfer money to Chen Ziri, but he had something on his mind and didn't say anything.
Zhang Nan’s words reminded him of the original novel, where the original owner had a grandmother.
When the villain first threatened the original owner, he took advantage of the grandmother's serious illness.
Grandma was the original owner's only relative, but the high medical bills were beyond the original owner's reach.
The villain paid.
The original book does not describe grandma much, she only appears twice in total.
One is the beginning, where the private hospital owned by the villain uses high-end equipment to maintain grandma's vital signs; the other is when the original owner's crime is finally exposed, and he dies almost at the same time as he is imprisoned.
Then why did Wen Qiu ask him to go to the hospital now?
Ji Liao couldn't understand.
While Chen Ziri was still checking the balance, Ji Liao had already said goodbye and left in a hurry.
Miss Wang looked at Ji Liao's back, covered her nose and said to Chen Zili:
"Young people are so impulsive and easily deceived."
Chen Zili smiled sweeter than ever: "Luckily I met you."
"You're still good at talking." Ms. Wang waved her hand and said, "Please help me sell my other house as soon as possible."
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