Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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No, I can't call them a small intermediary anymore. They have already relied on their hard work to make this small shop on the east side of the Second Ring Road under his headquarters.

Now you have to call the other party, the manager!

The three people walked, first to look at Qin Guan's industry, which is a process that every homeowner must go before handing over the room.

The property that has been entrusted to the intermediary for many years, when it is recycled, is there any damage or other changes?

In the alleys of Quliwaijiao, the store manager who was originally surprised by Qin Guanhao's grandeur had already opened the words he introduced while walking.

"Your house is entrusted to us for lease. I have made a whole set of renovations for you according to the situation of your house, so as to maximize the effective rent without losing."

"Actually, our intermediary company, to put it bluntly, is to make a difference. Let's add some more to your rent. Anyway, you can make a profit. Isn't that right? Brother?"

You are right, it is no wonder that you have to give Qin Guan a vaccination in advance. When they come to the first house Qin Guan bought in this alley and the largest one, they are well-informed. Qin Guan couldn't help but was surprised by the flexibility of the intermediary company.

This is a room and a hall in a square compound. Originally, Qin Guan had some old rooms at the time of purchase, which have been completely renovated by the intermediary company.

This small suite of less than 50 square meters has been used by the renter as an employee’s dormitory. The small yard is full of ropes, and each piece of clothing mattresses is exposed to the sun in the face of the sun. There are many people living here.

After stepping into the room, there is a luggage rack that can't be moved, and a bunk bed, which can't be packed tightly.

It is already time for work, and there are no tenants in the restaurant who are serving as waiters.

"How many people live here!"

The little shopkeeper beside him smiled happily, and compared with a palm, his fingers were wide open, and he rolled in front of Qin Guan's eyes.

"Five? Fortunately..."

"Double the five, hey, I just flipped it!"

Your gestures are really good. Does it seem to be a highly qualified person...

After seeing several small houses in a row, the situation is almost the same, some are charged according to the bed, and the liquidity is relatively large.

Some of them are slightly newer, but were partitioned and rented out.

When Qin Guan stepped out of the last house after seeing it, he was screamed with enthusiasm by the person across from the large courtyard.

"Oh hey! Boy! You can come back!"

Qin Guan tilted his head suspiciously when he looked at the opposite kind-faced aunt with red cuffs and Xiaomaza.

"Why? Don't remember Aunt? When you bought the house here, Aunt I kindly reminded you!"

"Oh!"

Qin Guan suddenly realized that Cong Nianwei was only curious.

"It's not that I said you, but you came back in time. The house you bought is the one!"

Qin Guan nodded.

"That's it, you're waiting, alas, sit first!" After that, the aunt handed Xiao Mazha to Cong Nianwei's hand, and turned her head back to her half-open door.

But after a while, I took out a small rough leather book with kraft paper as the cover, and the printed words of the three big red brushes on the top: the notebook.

"Let me show you, the health expenses, water and electricity, basic street renovation in the past few years.... All the cost details are on the top!"

Qin Guan took over this clear record written one by one, even when the receipt he gave was clearly marked, and then he was happy.

"Thank you, ma'am, these list agencies are attached to my contract."

The aunt is also unambiguous, glaring in the direction of the little shopkeeper: "That's not necessarily, these black conscience guys, in order to make money, what can't do anything!"

"Look at your square and octagonal house, what they have changed into a regular way!"

"If you come back from abroad, if there is someone who doesn't take advantage of it, how can you sell it back?"

"Furthermore, for those invoices that have no invoices, he goes to the street and gives you a receipt. With a spit, you can stick five or six sheets for you. Believe it or not!"

The mighty old lady, standing in front of the manager of Qin Guan and the agent with the enthusiasm unique to the capital’s old hutongs, looks like a hen protecting her cubs.

This word called neighbor, in today's metropolis, has gradually been forgotten by us in the mundane world.

However, in this alley, which is famous for the tightest neighbor relations that live together and nestle together, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and they are most vividly reflected here.

The uncle who plays chess and cards in the alley is the most memorable in this area, because when a strange face appears, curious and enthusiastic they are the first level to greet you.

The simple grocery shop where the asbestos tiles were put together in the two low rooms, the house women who squatted or sat on the side of the door will nibble melon seeds, eat peanuts, and idle their teeth.

Today I bought an extra amount of green onions. Tomorrow your family's stewed meat will be scattered in the sky of an alley.

The large porcelain bowl conveys you, me, him, and the fresh dishes added at dinner. The sharing of each other allows those who pass it to also forget the belonging of this blue and white large porcelain.

The pee and mud play must be small in a yard. Those schoolbags that have grown up since childhood and are shaking are the friendship between them after running around in this city.

Even if the sky is south and north, even if it has not been seen for many years, the wrinkles and mottles can't stop the soul that is close to you instantly.

Hutong, it sits quietly here, watching people come and go, move away or relocate, and all the stories that belong to us also remain here.

Behind the aunt, Qin Guanxiao was as splendid as the juvenile chrysanthemum in the courtyard. He was very compliant with this neighbor who defended him.

"Oh, aunt, in the end, the social experience is better than our young people. I will check it out. Isn't the money brought by the wind?"

"That's right, alas, boy, what's your surname?"

"My surname is Qin! You can call me Xiao Qin!"

"Then, Xiao Qin, do you know that our film is going to be demolished?"

"I know, the store manager called me to look at the housing facilities first, but also for this matter. I came here."

As soon as I heard next to my home, this young man who hadn't shown himself since he bought a house was also a member of their team. Naturally, the aunt was concerned. (To be continued.)