Film and TV time travel: reselling supplies as soon as the end of the world

Finally, when it was almost noon, Liao Qing stood up and prepared to cook, and Zhou Yang had the chance to speak: "You guys eat at home, I have something to go out for."

Zhou Yang's words once again made the room silent. After more than ten seconds, Liao Qing said, "Can't we eat first before going?"

"I have an appointment."

"Then let's go eat with you! Qingqing doesn't look like she wants to cook anyway."

Zhou Yang's face turned dark, and just as he was about to confront Xu Jiajia, Liao Qing spoke first.

"Jia Jia, since Zhou Yang is out for something, it wouldn't cause any more trouble if we followed him. Zhou Yang, go do your work first! The two of us can stay at home. By the way, can you come back this afternoon? If not, Jia Jia and I will do it together."

Zhou Yang said somewhat embarrassedly: "I may not be able to come back this afternoon. I may need to trouble you two."

Liao Qing smiled and nodded.

"Then I'll be leaving first, huh?"

"Well, pay attention to safety on the road."

After Zhou Yang walked out of the room, he patted his chest hard. Fortunately, Liao Qing did not listen to Xu Jiajia and follow him. If the two of them insisted on following him, his plan to rent a house would be exposed before he even started planning. It would be so embarrassing.

After getting off the elevator, Zhou Yang quickly dialed the phone number of the agent he had contacted before.

"Hello! Mr. Zhou, hello."

"Well, hello, I want to buy a house."

"Ah? Mr. Zhou, you want to buy a house? I can find you the type you want now."

"Do you have a ready-made villa? Take me to see it."

A hesitant voice came from the phone, "Villa, what price range do you want? I may need some time to look for it."

"The price is not important. What matters is when I can move in. I am in a hurry."

"Brother Zhou, don't worry. Give me five minutes and I'll ask. Don't hang up. Wait a moment."

"Okay, ask, I'll wait for you."

Then Zhou Yang heard a noisy voice coming from the other end of the phone. About five minutes later, the agent's voice sounded again: "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, are you still there?"

"Yes, tell me."

"I asked one, the price is a bit high, Xishan Villa, a three-story single-family villa with an underground garage, the owner wants 6300 million!"

"Okay, take me to see it."

The agent just picked a villa at random and told Zhou Yang about it, making him think the price was high. Then he told him that he would need some time to look for a cheaper one. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yang agreed to go and see it right away.

He had dealt with Boss Zhou more than once or twice, and he knew that Boss Zhou was always cheerful. When he heard Zhou Yang say that he wanted to go and take a look, he almost jumped up from the computer.

"Okay, brother, where are you? I'll come find you now."

"I'm on xx Road, come on over!"

"Okay, brother!" The agent picked up the notebook from the table and ran out the door. This time he didn't ride an electric bike, but took a taxi to the direction of the address Zhou Yang said.

On the way, I called the buyer and made an appointment with him to view the house.

About ten minutes later, Zhou Yang met the agent, who asked Zhou Yang to get into a taxi and headed to Xishan Villa. In order to ensure that Zhou Yang could see the house when he arrived at the villa area, the agent called the landlord again to confirm.

"Hello, Mr. Bai. I just called you and told you that a client wants to see your house. When can you arrive? We are on the way."

After the agent finished speaking, Mr. Bai said after a while: "Well, you guys go ahead! I'll ask someone to open the door for you. What does your client do? Does he have money? Don't waste my time if you can't afford it."

The voice on the phone sounded a little haggard, and the tone of speaking was not very good, but the agent didn't care at all. He thought that as a rich man, it was normal for him to have a bit of temper, and he was used to it.

"Mr. Bai, don't worry. If my client didn't have some financial resources, he wouldn't dare to look at a villa at this price, right?"

"Oh? Then I'm interested. I've probably heard of anyone with some power in Jiangnan City. What's the name of your client? What's his business?"

"My client is Zhou Yang, a freelancer." The agent hesitated for a moment, but still said Zhou Yang's name. If a client like this wanted to jump the order, he would not have the power to stop him. He could only leave it to fate.

Suddenly, there was a rumble from the phone, which sounded like a stool falling to the ground. "Mr. Bai, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, nothing? How old is your client?"

"Mr. Bai, my client is in his twenties, but don't worry, Mr. Bai, my client definitely has the financial resources. Of course, your house has to be something that my client likes."

"Yes, it's a business deal. It's mutual. I'll be there right now. If you get there first, please wait for me."

Mr. Bai's tone on the phone suddenly became much better, which puzzled the agent. "Okay, Mr. Bai, thank you for your help."

In a small courtyard in a villa area in Jiangnan City.

Bai Zhanyan put down the phone in his hand and said to the burly man beside him: "Xiang Yu, go drive the car, we will go to Xishan Villa."

The burly man named Xiang Yu nodded: "Okay, boss."

Bai Zhanyan glanced at the fallen stool behind him, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, muttering in a low voice: "Zhou Yang, is it that Zhou Yang? Or is the name just a coincidence?"

He put down the teacup in his hand and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. As soon as Bai Zhanyan left, a young maid came to the table and began to clean up the tea on the table. She also picked up the fallen stool and carefully wiped the dust off it. She wiped it very carefully and cautiously.

After about forty minutes, Zhou Yang and the agent finally arrived at the gate of the Xishan Villa community. The two were stopped outside the gate of the community.

The agent called Bai Zhanyan again, and a sturdy man in his thirties appeared at the gate of the community. "Hello, is this Zhou Yang, Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Yang looked at this middle-aged man in his thirties, with muscular body, who looked very strong. He must have been trained. Judging from his upright posture, he might have been a soldier in the past.

"Hello, Mr. Bai, I'm Zhou Yang!" Zhou Yang politely took two steps forward and stretched out his hand.

"Haha, Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood. My name is Xiang Yu. Mr. Bai is our boss!" Xiang Yu stretched out his hand and shook Zhou Yang's hand simply, being very polite.

After a long time of trying to recognize the wrong person, Zhou Yang said awkwardly: "Haha, I'm sorry! Mr. Xiang Yu is a good name, the Overlord of Western Chu!"

"Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood. I'm not calling you Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu. I mean Xiang for direction and Yu for rain!"

As soon as they met, Zhou Yang made two jokes and rubbed his chin in embarrassment.

"Haha. Mr. Zhou, please come in. Mr. Bai is still waiting for you in the villa." Xiang Yu politely extended his hand and made a gesture to lead the way.

Zhou Yang was a little puzzled. This guy was too polite. He was a complete stranger, but he was so polite to him. Could it be that he was making some kind of shady contract?

"Brother Zhou, let's go! Let's go in and take a look at the house first." The agent had no idea what Zhou Yang was thinking, and urged Zhou Yang to go in quickly.