Why Not Divorce[Transmigration Book]

The rain outside had stopped, leaving only puddles of varying shades on the road.

The morning air is filled with thick water vapor and the smell of moist soil.Jiang Qiu opened the window and took a deep breath. Although there are many people in this world who hate the smell of earth, Jiang Qiu doesn't hate it. It is a breath of nature and life, without any artificial addition or artificiality.

Whenever the pressure is too great to breathe, Jiang Qiu likes to sit in nature and breathe freely the air with the smell of morning dew. It would be better if it is a sunny day, the smell of the sun is warm and warm , rejuvenating.

He was never one to be easily overwhelmed by life.

Jiang Qiu stood in front of the window sill and woke up.

The side effects of the cold medicine had almost subsided, and his brain finally returned to normal. The weird dream was temporarily thrown aside by him, and now he was thinking about what to do next.

The gym has already been prepared for more than half, and it will not work to temporarily break the contract and give up halfway, it will only waste all the hard work.

But whether it is the rent of the store, sports equipment, advertising investment in the early stage, decoration costs and labor costs... etc., the daily consumption is not a small amount.Jiang Qiu had put almost all of his net worth into it. At this time, the chain of funds was broken, and there was no way to advance or retreat. The situation of riding a tiger was more uncomfortable than gouging out his heart.

The succulent placed on the window sill is like a blooming lotus, with plump and tender green leaves, Jiang Qiu touched the leaves lightly with his fingers, and sighed reluctantly: "Oh...it seems that this is the only way to do it. "

— Sell the house.

It is usually difficult to get a good price for a house that is sold in a short period of time. Jiang Qiu can predict what kind of verbal confrontation he will experience when he goes to the real estate agency later.

In order to recharge his batteries, Jiang Qiu specially made himself a hearty breakfast.

Jiang Qiu is a person who likes to hoard goods. When he bought this house, he specially expanded the kitchen and bought a big refrigerator.

There is no shortage of food in his refrigerator all year round. Even when it is snowing and roads are blocked and it is inconvenient to go out, he still has enough dry goods for three meals a day. There is a layer in the refrigerator dedicated to storing all kinds of dry goods.

At this time, he grabbed a few handfuls of white fungus, lotus seeds, red dates, and wolfberry, put them into a pot and boiled them with rock sugar over low heat, and stewed them into a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup.

Then he cut a few slices of ham for preparation, washed a few lettuce leaves and blanched them in boiling water.Put a slice of bread on the bottom, first lay a layer of lettuce, then put slices of ham, add a few pieces of pickled cucumber, squeeze mayonnaise, and then top with lettuce leaves and slices of bread.

With a single diagonal cut, two sandwiches are easily prepared.

After breakfast, Jiang Qiu changed out of the clothes he was going out, sniffed his still not clear nose before leaving, and then went back and swallowed two cold medicines.

The body is the capital of the revolution, especially in such a difficult time, he cannot ignore the body and plant hidden dangers.If he collapsed due to illness in the future, it would not only be a matter of losing everything, Jiang Qiu didn't know whether he could afford the medical expenses.

After taking care of himself, Jiang Qiu finally pulled himself together and went out.

"May I ask, did something happen to you in such a hurry to sell the house in xx Garden District?" The agent asked Jiang Qiu cryptically while flipping through the materials.

Even people who are not in this industry know that if there is any accident or death in the house, it is very difficult to sell the price.

Jiang Qiu shook his head: "No, I've always lived in this house by myself, and I sold it because I was in a hurry to use the money for business." He paused, and said to the other party with a smile, "After selling the house here with you, I still want more money." Please help me introduce the house for rent."

The intermediary finally felt relieved, and his face became much better, and he was more enthusiastic than before: "That's easy to handle, we have an exclusive listing here, and it's very cheap to buy or rent a house! If you can accept the price in this range ..." He wrote a few figures on the paper, "The house will be sold within a month at the latest!"

Jiang Qiu glanced at the numbers on the paper, and to be honest, they were pretty much what he expected.

The environment of his house in the garden community is really good. When he bought the house, Jiang Qiu asked someone to find a relationship, so he got this house with a good orientation. The balcony faces south, and there is no shortage of sunshine in winter, so there is absolutely no need to worry. buyers.

For such a house, the price of a second-hand house can be very high, at least twice as expensive as when Jiang Qiu bought it.

It's just that Jiang Qiu is in a hurry to sell the house, and he still wants the full price, so he can't sell it for such a high price.

The agent was quite conscientious. Although the price offered to Jiang Qiu was not high, it was not too low. Compared with other second-hand houses in the same district, the price was only tens of thousands less than the average.

Jiang Qiu didn't rush to speak, but frowned slightly as if thinking, and said after more than half a minute: "Add another [-] and I'll sell it."

"This... I'm afraid..." The intermediary showed a look of embarrassment.

"Those who really want to buy can spend more than 200 million yuan at one time, and they won't be short of tens of thousands, don't you think so?" Jiang Qiu raised his eyes and stared straight into the eyes of the agent.

His eyes were as sharp as if he could see through the intermediary's psychological activities, and he tapped the table with his index finger, as if he was very familiar with the negotiation table, calm and confident, and immediately compared the intermediary's aura.

The intermediary swallowed, and it was his turn to become the hesitant party, writing and drawing on the paper, as if he was calculating something.Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay to add another [-], but after the price is determined, you can't go back on your word."

"Yes, I know." Jiang Qiu nodded.

Those who can afford the full amount to buy a house in this economic situation will indeed not be short of tens of thousands, at most it will be a little bit painful.Jiang Qiu's counter-offer was within the acceptable range of the other party, as could be seen from the agent's expression.

In fact, he could add another [-] to [-] yuan, but Jiang Qiu felt that there was no need to continue grinding, what he needed was to close the deal as soon as possible.

After the discussion, the intermediary printed out the contract, and the two signed it separately.

The agent looked at Jiang Qiu's beautiful handwriting when he signed his name, and then at the young man's handsome side face, and felt that this person was really a person who could not be judged by his appearance. He had seen many owners who wanted to bargain with the agent, but very few of them were like him. Jiang Qiu is a person who knows how to advance and retreat, and is well versed in the art of counter-offering.

Such a person is not offensive, on the contrary, it is a pleasure to work with him.

"I hope your business goes well." When the agent sent Jiang Qiu to the door, he smiled and blessed him.

Jiang Qiu also bent the corners of his mouth, facing the bright sun, his eyes narrowed a little: "Thank you for your good words."

As long as Jiang Qiu thinks about it, he can indeed please most people.Having been in society for many years, he has long been used to wearing different masks in front of different people.

So he felt a little tired, the intrigue in the company, the coming and going between companies, not only to guard against external competitors, but also to be wary of stabbing from inside.Although the money is more, but the life is also short.

This is also the reason why Jiang Qiu chose to open a gym. It is not only a business that is willing to buy and sell, but also can take the opportunity to exercise and get rid of stress and sub-health.

The current predicament is just that everything is difficult at the beginning.

Jiang Qiu cheered himself up, and returned home with the contract signed with the agency.

Probably because he had completed an important task, Jiang Qiu relaxed after entering the house. He yawned and felt a little sleepy.

Jiang Qiu glanced at the clock on the wall. At eleven o'clock in the morning, he could still sleep for an hour, and wait until twelve o'clock for lunch.

With this in mind, he lay down on the sofa, grabbed a pillow and hugged it in his arms, yawned and fell asleep.

The scenery in front of him became completely different in a flash. Jiang Qiu's legs suddenly softened. He thought he was still lying on the sofa, but he didn't expect that he kicked his legs and fell on the grass.

——It was that dream again!

Jiang Qiu recognized it at a glance, not because of the familiar environment, but because of the little carrot head in front of him.

Qi Xiuze.

The future cannon fodder Gong is just a three-headed kid who has not yet grown into the moody Mr. Qi in the novel. He is looking at Jiang Qiu worriedly, and stretches out his hand to him: "... Does it hurt?"

Jiang Qiu glanced at his slender arms and legs, especially the wound on Qi Xiuze's leg, he shook his head and got up by himself.

I didn't expect that the dream last night could continue, like watching a series.Jiang Qiu was surprised, but he didn't forget what he said to Xiao Qi Xiuze last night, and picked up the medicine box next to him.

It's strange to say, I don't know if his memory has improved, Jiang Qiu remembered that the medicine box in the dream yesterday was placed in the same position, and he even remembered a small purple wild flower next to the medicine box.

This dream is too real, right?

It is not the first time for Jiang Qiu to feel the realism of this dream, especially the fine details, which are different from the dreams he has had in the past.

For example, when he was disinfecting Xiao Qi Xiuze, the other party's brows were furrowed in pain, and his small mouth was tightly pursed with an expression of forbearance.

"If it hurts, squeeze your fist tightly. It's better than clenching your teeth, because if you bite down hard, you will easily bite your tongue." Jiang Qiu comforted the other party in a low voice, and blew on the wound after disinfection.

In fact, these are all ways to distract attention. As long as you divert your attention away from the wound, you won't feel so much pain.

He raised his head and smiled at the child: "I was often injured when I was young. My mother taught me these things. If you clench your fists, you will become brave. You won't be afraid of minor injuries and pains."

Little Qi Xiuze stared at him with his phoenix eyes open. Although he didn't speak, he clenched his hands tightly into fists.

What an obedient child.

Jiang Qiu couldn't help but wanted to rub his head, but when he stretched out his hand, he realized that he was also a short arm. It took a while before he touched the other's head, and rubbed the soft hair with difficulty.

Afterwards, he helped Xiao Qi Xiuze put on the gauze, wrapped two layers of bandages, and told him: "It's hot now, remember to change the dressing frequently when you go back, remove the bandages after the wound scabs, don't cover the wound... you know Yet?"

As he talked, he found that the kid was still looking at him directly, and didn't respond.

"Did you hear that?" Jiang Qiu couldn't help poking him on the cheek. The three-headed little guy had a plump cheek, and the hand felt unexpectedly good.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not in a daze, and the reaction speed was quite fast, and he reached out and pinched Jiang Qiu's face like a gourd: "My name is Qi Xiuze, what's your name?"

"Me?" Jiang Qiu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "My name is Jiang Qiu."

It has the same name and surname as "Jiang Qiu" in the original book, but it is not the same person.

But this is Jiang Qiu's dreamland. Little friend Qi is just a person he imagined. It may be because he is so obsessed with that novel that he would dream of it in his dreams. Therefore, he could have made up a domineering name like Long Aotian. However, Jiang Qiu still told him his real name.

In a dream, there is no need to lie, and there is no need to wear a thick mask to disguise yourself.

"Xiaoqiu." The boy smiled happily, his eyes were crooked, and he seemed to have let go of his guard against Jiang Qiu compared to the vigilance when he first met, "I will also...help you bandage the wound."

Jiang Qiu was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down at Xiao Qi Xiuze's line of sight, he realized that when he fell just now, he propped his elbows on the ground and scratched his skin.

He didn't feel a slight sting until the boy reminded him.

Compared with the injuries suffered in the past 20 years, this small injury is really nothing.

Jiang Qiu was about to refuse, but he met Xiao Qi Xiuze's firm eyes, and looked at his arm that had already raised the sterile cotton swab, with a serious and persistent expression on his face, all the words of rejection were swallowed back into his stomach.