Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

I put my hand on it and touched it, and there was a sound of cracking shells from inside, which obviously meant that the shell was about to break.

"You two stay here quietly. I'm going to get some sleep and then I'll take you back tonight, okay?"

[Chirp, chirp, chirp, no, don't separate.]

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Entrance of Sunshine Community

The agent led a college student to the door and said enthusiastically, "Young man, let me tell you, this community I'm introducing to you is not only close to your workplace, but also affordable."

"Think about it, fresh graduates have very low salaries, and rent is a big expense. If you save a few hundred dollars, you can eat more meat for a few meals, right?"

Lin Feng thought about it and nodded: "Brother Cheng is right, then I will listen to you, just find me a cheap one, I really don't have much money."

Wang Cheng smiled even more happily, and when he turned around, a strange look flashed across his eyes. His performance this month was not good, and if he didn't open the store soon, he would really be fired.

No matter what, if he can fool one, he will fool one. What is there for Yang Gang to be afraid of? There will definitely be no problem.

The two took the elevator to the 18th floor. As soon as they got out of the elevator, a gust of wind blew, which made people feel inexplicably cold in their hearts.

Lin Feng couldn't help but shudder, wondering, "Brother Cheng, why is the air conditioner on so cold here? Aren't you worried about wasting electricity? Could there be something wrong with the circuit?"

"Tell me the truth, the electricity bill here is not high, I have to find a cheaper rent and the electricity bill is cheaper, I can't bear to turn on the air conditioner."

Wang Cheng's mouth twitched. This brat really has no common sense. This is not air conditioning, this is clearly a gust of cold wind. It is worthy of being a columbarium. The floor is creepy.

He sniffed and said righteously, "Oh, look at what you're thinking. Although this is an old neighborhood, there's definitely no problem with the circuit. Otherwise, people would have complained about it long ago."

"Come on, let's go out. Look how cool it is here. It's free."

Lin Feng followed him out and walked into the deep corridor. He always felt that someone was staring at him. He couldn't help but look back, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Wang Cheng looked at the room number 1808, took out the key and opened the door tremblingly. A faint smell of decay wafted over, and he rubbed his nose and walked in.

"Look, classmate. This apartment is nice, isn't it? Every time you go down to the first floor, turn a corner and walk two minutes to your company. This is the closest house to your company."

"Young people are so tired from work, so getting a little extra sleep is a real treat, right? But you're sharing a house with someone."

Lin Feng glanced at the living room, which had a sofa, air conditioner, kitchen, and refrigerator. He opened the refrigerator and saw that it was completely empty. He asked in confusion, "Sharing a house? There's nothing in the refrigerator."

Wang Cheng was also a little confused and said vaguely: "Oh, the other party is a professional white-collar worker who can't cook. It's normal that there are no vegetables in the refrigerator. Let's go and check the room."

The side bedroom is in blue tones and the bedding is ready-made.

"Look, it's very clean, right? This was where a girl lived before. She later changed jobs and left. It was hard to take the quilt with her, so she left it here. You're getting a good deal, right?"

"Girls' things are very clean. You can just use them instead of buying them. Every penny saved is a penny earned."

Lin Feng nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, thank you Brother Cheng for thinking of me. The rent for such a nice house is definitely 500 yuan a month."

Wang Cheng affirmed, "Of course, the other houses wouldn't cost more than a thousand. I know it's not easy for you, so I specially reserved this room for you."

"And the eighteenth floor you see. Many people are very superstitious about this floor. I won't hide it from you. This floor is not easy to rent out."

"It's okay. I don't mind those things. As long as I have a cheap and cost-effective place to stay, without shoddy decoration and formaldehyde, it's much better than living in the basement."

"That's fine, if you think it's okay, let's sign the contract."

The two sat on the sofa. After Lin Feng read it carefully, he picked up the pen and was about to sign when there was a loud bang and a bird hit the glass.

Wang Cheng turned his head and looked over, breathing a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's just a bird, it's nothing serious."

"Well, I see."

After signing the contract smoothly, Lin Feng didn't say anything before he saw him stand up and hurriedly leave with a dazed look in his eyes: "Agents are so busy."

Lin Feng shook his head, put his things in the side cabinet, put the laptop on the table, and walked around the house. It was indeed no problem to rent such a good house for the same price.

After falling asleep at night, there is always a vague figure in his dreams, shouting at him: Leave, leave here quickly!