With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

Jiang Chengwei first contacted the seller in a daze.

He also planned to take Qiu Ling to the Fifth Ring Road to look at houses on a motorcycle.

My God, it’s a very cold day and it’s snowing outside. She doesn’t want to ride in the cold wind on a motorcycle.

"Can the car be driven?" Qiu Ling asked him.

Jiang Chengwei nodded, and his fluffy curly hair bounced up and down. "Yes, I have a driver's license."

Qiu Ling looked away and threw the car keys to Jiang Chengwei, "Then you drive."

He took the key and followed Qiu Ling to a broken pickup truck.

At first glance, the car looks old and dated.

When I got into the car, oh my god, there was a dog!

Jiang Chengwei was so scared that he jumped three feet away.

Duoduo was awakened by the sound of the door opening. He opened his eyelids and glanced at the little curly-haired boy. He smelled Qiu Ling's scent nearby, so he slowly got up, stretched, and jumped into the back seat.

Then continue to lie down and take a nap.

It was carsick all the way and almost vomited to death.

It’s strange that short distances are no problem, but long distances are like a death sentence.

Looking at Jiang Chengwei who looked nervous, Qiu Ling asked: "Are you afraid of dogs?"

"No, I'm not afraid." His sudden eye contact with the dog reminded him of his mother's advice when he was a child: don't make eye contact with strange dogs, otherwise the dog will think you are provoking it.

Qiu Ling dusted off the passenger seat and brushed off the dog hair before sitting in.

"Get in the car, Xiao Jiang."

"Oh, here it comes!" Jiang Chengwei got into the car and found that the interior was very new. He couldn't help but think, maybe this car is like a person, maybe it has a simple appearance?

He briefly familiarized himself with the environment inside the car, and soon, he drove skillfully into the traffic flow.

Qiu Ling and Jiang Chengwei arrived at the destination first, and they began to survey the surrounding environment.

The house is a low-rise building built in 02. It is a veritable school district house. There are primary, middle and high schools nearby, and it is only a few kilometers away from the university.

In this era, the gate of the community is built quite grandly. There is a bus stop at the door, so transportation is very convenient. It is a few minutes' walk to the vegetable market, park and small business district, so the quality of life is guaranteed.

Not only that, there are several places around here that are being developed and constructed.

In the future, the supporting facilities around the community will definitely be enriched.

About half an hour later, a young couple hurried to the entrance of the community.

They looked haggard, and when you got closer, you could smell a faint smell of disinfectant coming from them.

The last days of his previous life were spent in the hospital, so Qiu Ling is very sensitive to the smell of hospital disinfectant.

"Hello, my last name is Zhang, and this is my wife." Mr. Zhang said anxiously, "Who is the person who is looking at the house?"

Qiu Ling pointed at herself, "Me."

The same doubt flashed in the couple's eyes.

It's not that they judge people by appearance.

The truth is that Qiu Ling looks too young and doesn't look like someone who can afford to spend hundreds of thousands to buy a house.

But there is no other way now, so let's give it a try.

Mrs. Zhang tugged at her husband's sleeve, and Mr. Zhang came back to his senses: "I'll take you upstairs to see the house now."

It just so happens that Qiu Ling also likes to make quick decisions.

房子在8楼，151平的4室2厅2卫，客厅和主卧各有一个阳台。

The decoration is still very new, and the room does not seem to have many signs of use. The "囍" character posted on the window is still brightly colored. Obviously, this is the wedding room of the couple.

Almost all the daily necessities, clothes and jewelry in the room were moved out, which met Qiu Ling's requirement of just moving in with just a bag.

Mr. Zhang was in no mood to pay attention to Qiu Ling's expression. He just kept talking to himself, "We bought this house in 02, renovated it at the end of 03, and moved in in mid-04. We have only lived here for less than a year.

This is the wedding room of my wife and I. All the furniture and appliances are of good brands. The decoration alone cost us more than 100,000 yuan. And you see, the furniture in the house is still new, so it is no problem to move in with just a suitcase.

The children’s education was also taken into consideration at the beginning, so there are schools everywhere nearby, and it is also very convenient to buy groceries, go to the supermarket, and see a doctor.

I have a parking space that I can sell to you along with the house. It's 76 yuan, no bargaining. We want full payment. If you want to buy it, we can go and transfer the ownership right now."

He made things very clear as soon as he arrived, probably because he didn't want to waste time.

The two men may have come directly from the hospital. They looked tired and were in a hurry to sell the house. Perhaps someone in their family was ill and needed money urgently.

This house is really nice, mainly because it has two large balconies. Even if it is dark outside, the house will not be very dark.

Qiu Ling likes houses that are well-lit and bright, and also likes the current housing prices.

If you buy a house with a garage within the Fifth Ring Road of Beijing, even if it is only sold for RMB 3 per square meter in the future, it will still be a huge profit!

"Okay, let's prepare the contract." Qiu Ling looked at Jiang Chengwei.

Just buy it?

So refreshing?

After working in the industry for several years, this is the first time that Jiang Chengwei has met someone who is so efficient in buying a house!

It seems like what you are buying is not a house, but cabbages on the street!

"You, do you want to reconsider it?" Based on professionalism, Jiang Chengwei confirmed with Qiu Ling again.

"No need, let's get this resolved quickly." She was anxious to move in, and he was anxious to get the money for medical treatment, so a quick resolution was the outcome that both parties wanted to see.

Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang also looked shocked.

It has been ten days since the house was handed over to the agent for sale.

Almost every day there are people coming to see the house. They either try to lower the price or are very picky. No one can reach an agreement.

The whole family emptied out their savings to buy this wedding house, and now they have no money left.

Now that my daughter is sick, the only option is to sell the house.

Originally, they planned to cut the price drastically if no one bought it after today.

In any case, it is important to raise money for my daughter’s medical treatment first.

The process was anxious and sad, and only Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang knew about it.

When they heard Qiu Ling say she wanted to buy it, they began to carefully look at the plain-looking girl in a military coat in front of them.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but thank Qiu Ling with red eyes! It was obvious that she was very excited.

Mr. Zhang always carries the information needed for the transfer with him.

All of Qiu Ling’s identity information was also in the car.

Both parties signed the contract, went to the bank to make the payment, and then went to the Housing Authority to handle the transfer.

Qiu Ling got the key on the spot, but she had to wait for a while before getting the property certificate.

After seeing off Mr. and Mrs. Zhang, she and Jiang Chengwei returned to the store to pay the agency fee.

When the two of them entered the store together, Qiu Ling clearly felt that everyone was looking at her and Jiang Chengwei with teasing eyes.

She knew exactly what kind of show these people wanted to see.

Qiu Ling still said nothing and sat down in the rest area again.

The greasy-haired man frowned and asked, "Why did you bring her back again?"

Ever since being ridiculed by Jiang Chengwei, the man with glasses has been keeping his eyes on the door.

Seeing Jiang Chengwei bringing people back, he couldn't help but say something mean, "Oh, you can't get rid of him, right? You deserve it!"

Jiang Chengwei ignored him and walked into the warehouse on his own.

The greasy-haired man came closer and asked, "Do you want me to help you call the police?"

"Why call the police? He's a customer, he came back to pay the agency fee, don't join in the fun."

"Oh, she rented a house?" In the greasy-haired man's inherent impression, customers who buy houses are all in high spirits, and they want to let everyone know that they are going to buy a house. But that little country girl, poorly dressed and quiet, stood there looking around as soon as she came in, like a country bumpkin, and she doesn't look like someone who can afford to buy a house.

The most likely group of people are migrant workers who come to Beijing from other places. This group of people needs to rent a house, and coincidentally, their agency also handles this business.

Jiang Chengwei frowned slightly, "She bought a house."

"What?!"

The greasy-haired man's voice exploded in the small warehouse, making Jiang Chengwei's ears hurt.

"She, she, she, has money to buy a house?"

Jiang Chengwei nodded, took the contract and the money detector and left the warehouse.

"Which house did she buy? How could she have the money to buy a house? Oh my God!" The greasy-haired man's eyes widened and he continued to ask gossip: "You can really make the dead alive, I admire you! We are all friends, how about you tell me how you convinced her? Or, how did you know she was rich?"

This was overheard by the man with glasses who was eavesdropping. He couldn't help but taunt her, "I didn't expect you to lie just to save face. This is so funny. This is Beijing. Do you think anyone can afford to buy a house?"

"She is my guest, please be respectful!"

"I didn't mention any names!"

Never mind. It's not worth bothering with such an idiot.

Jiang Chengwei ignored him and went to the rest area.