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Huang Jin is kind...he has mixed his personal emotions, so he can no longer be called kind, he can only say that he is proceeding from the facts, and wants to remind this woman, who would have thought that she would openly defend her like a fighting rooster? Yang Zhen.

The competition among intermediaries has always been smoky, and verbal attacks and smears can be seen everywhere. The purpose is nothing more than to destroy the other party's list, but as long as the customer does not buy it, all the words will be in vain.

Moreover, Sister Zheng was filled with righteous indignation when she said these words. First of all, she condemned Huang Jin as a villain who sows dissension. The onlookers looked at him with a more or less "you deserve it" look on their faces. Lively means.

Huang Jin's face was a little feverish, but his heart was full of depression like a ball of cotton. For a while, he was almost the only one who followed his brother Yang, but what was the result?He lost his belongings and was kept in the dark for a long time.

Trust is a consumable commodity that cannot be repaired, because the moment it withers, the seeds of doubt take root.

"You are willing to believe him, because he has done a good job." Huang Jin's words were clearly intended for Sister Zheng, but she looked at Yang Zhen and said, "I am talking too much, you can't listen. Just don't take it to heart."

Yang Zhen caught his gaze without hesitation. He didn't know that Liang Pijun had visited the shared house in Happy Garden, but he knew that Huang Jin had a deep prejudice against him. The first explanation didn't work, and the rest must be in vain. .

The entanglement of the original body is something that Yang Zhen can never get rid of, so Huang Jin, a friend, whether it is intentional or unintentional, is almost impossible to keep.

But it is a blessing in disguise, Yang Zhen did not expect Sister Zheng's protection, and this move suddenly moved him a little.

Since Huang Jin said this to himself, Yang Zhen couldn't pretend he didn't hear it. He was just about to thank the other party for his compliment, but Miss Zheng took the lead.

Yang Zhen is the most honest among the agents that Sister Zheng has found. She has a long-term intuitive experience. This impression cannot be biased by Huang Jin's words. Therefore, in her judgment, Huang Jin is dishonest and subjective. It determines a person's attitude, the eldest sister sees Huang Jin as eccentric anyway, and has no affection for him at all.

She glanced sideways at Huang Jin at Yang Zhen, and she didn't seem to respect herself very much, but she also meant to speak the truth and sarcasm Yang Zhen, so she interrupted funnyly: "Hey, I said, why are you talking so badly, young man?" I don't know, you are the one who complained, and you are the one who praised others, so is Xiao Yang dishonest, or is he doing a good job?"

Huang Jin didn't know that this seemingly uneducated woman would have such a tricky logic, and she was overwhelmed by her question.His original intention was to create trouble for Yang Zhen, but the situation turned into a situation where he himself could not step down. Under the eyes of everyone, Huang Jin became a little annoyed and couldn't help but blurted out: "He...he owed a loan shark! He also rented the house with him at that time. The information about my belongings was sold to usury to repay the debt. Is this kind of person honest or doing a good job? You can see for yourself!"

The past will never pass, it will accompany a person's life, everyone was stunned, and they all went to see Yang Zhen.

When Yang Zhen heard the explosive news, he was stunned for a moment, his mind was full of memories and analysis.

Huang Jin's things were stolen after Zhang Shuyu's arrival. He never sold any property or news. If it was true, it would be leaked by the original body. But Yang Zhen never heard Huang Jin mention such a hatred thing. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why, so he said to Huang Jin, "Come here, I have something to ask you."

Huang Jin poured out the unlucky beans in his heart, and while he was happy, he felt a little regretful when he saw everyone looking at Yang Zhen, but he forcibly suppressed this thought, and said arrogantly: "That's it, Or is there something that cannot be heard by others?"

"Forget it. It's working hours now. I shouldn't talk about personal matters. I'll talk to you when I have a chance." Yang Zhen didn't pinch him, and turned to Sister Zheng and said, "Sister Zheng, if you see When it's over, let's go back to the store and talk."

Although Sister Zheng is curious, buying a house is the top priority, and she is going to leave after hearing that she cooperates.

Seeing that he ignored him, Huang Jin felt more and more that Yang Zhen was guilty and didn't dare to confront him face to face. He walked over quickly and said, "Then go down and make an appointment later. I see what you want to ask!"

Yang Zhen nodded, there was no smile on his face this time, he didn't want to lose his friends, but he also knew that many people would part ways.

On the way back to the store where the keys were held, Sister Zheng looked at him frequently. Yang Zhen noticed her gaze and asked, "Sister Zheng, what's the matter with you?"

Sister Zheng smiled and said: "I see you like this, you don't seem to be in debt to usury, and the man said you sold his things, do you have a grudge against him?"

"No," Yang Zhen wrapped himself in a woolen coat and said nostalgicly, "We used to be friends."

"Then why does he... talk about you then?" Sister Zheng was very surprised.

Yang Zhen's eyes were a little regretful: "It's a bit of a misunderstanding, the explanation is not clear, and that's it."

Sister Zheng comforted him in turn: "Don't explain if you don't understand clearly. You are so old-hearted. There are so many people in the city. You should go make new friends."

Yang Zhen nodded and laughed. Maybe many entanglements are things that can be seen at a glance and made choices without hesitation in the eyes of others.

The ginkgo trees beside the road are also yellow, falling on the ground looks like autumn, and sometimes withering is also a kind of beauty.

Now that the house is attractive, it is not too late to make an appointment with the landlord. Yang Zhen hurriedly took the eldest sister and his wife back to the store where the keys of the house are held.A few minutes later, the maintenance person gave the news that the landlord was not available today, but he could come over at 10:[-] tomorrow. Yang Zhen then told the elder sister to bring her ID card and deposit tomorrow and come here on time for the interview.

Then he asked the maintainer to shield the house, so as not to have to see the landlord next time.

So Huang Jin was still in that house with his cautious client. He took out his mobile phone and saw that the status of the house had become "discontinued for sale".

Quan Wei went to his parents' house again.

Quan Shishi's vitality recovered faster than last time, and she was already selling vegetables at the stall, but she treated Quan Wei as if she hadn't seen him.

Quan Wei ran to the warehouse again, and found that Luo Jiayi was arranging the leaves and vegetables. He only had one hand, and he did everything slowly. Quan Wei picked up a stool with his feet and went to show his courtesy.

Luo Jiayi ignored him at first, but when the pile of vegetables gradually flattened, Cai raised his head and said suddenly, "You run here every day, does Yang Zhen have any objections?"

Quan Wei twitched the corner of his mouth: "He's not a saint, he must have opinions, but he didn't say anything."

Their son is very independent, but he speaks too directly. Shouldn't most people say "I have no opinion"?

Luo Jiayi remembered that Yang Zhen was a good boy, and besides sighing in her heart, she really couldn't wish them well.

Both parents ignored him, and Quan Wei stayed in the vegetable market for half a day despite the cold family atmosphere, and went back to the market in the afternoon. He also had to eat, and he had to run around the house, so he couldn't be so free every day.He originally wanted Yang Zhen to accompany him to see the house, but unfortunately Yang Zhen was not free in the afternoon.

Zhou Aiguo, who broke up unhappy before, came to the door again. Yang Zhen was a little surprised, but still politely invited him into the store.

Zhou Aiguo still had a vigorous and resolute style. After sitting down, he didn't talk too much nonsense, and said straight to the point: "I want to sell a house with you."

Yang Zhen was actually a little puzzled. Recently, the property market has seen a slight jump in prices. Real estate agents are competing for resources. As a senior speculator, Zhou Aiguo has 100 even if there are no 80 intermediaries in his address book. The hopeless man of the shaft?

However, Yang Zhen was not stupid enough to ask the reason face to face. He checked Zhou Aiguo's house book according to the procedure, and then collected the house into the system.This is a very good school district house. The area is so small that there are everything you need for a university, but the house is old and built in 1996, so the inside and outside of the building are dilapidated. It seems that people have no desire to start.

When Yang Zhen came home from work, Chef Quan, who had been away from the kitchen for several days, finally returned. The two had a long dinner, and then went to the balcony to drink tea while stepping on the electric fire bucket, and chatted about today in a mess Their respective experiences, the overall feeling is more comfortable than yesterday, the main reason is that Quan Wei's parents didn't make any noise today.

Back in the bedroom, Quan Wei got under the quilt, Yang Zhen still had things to do, Xiao Huang, Fang Siyuan and the others were night owls, and the calligraphy was still being adjusted one by one, and Xiao Jiang, a second-hand housing newcomer, also had questions to ask.

Yang Zhen held Quan Wei's computer, and the speed of typing on the keyboard was increasing day by day. The frequency sounded a bit busy. Quan Wei was so sleepy by his "click" that he couldn't help but get up and review Yang Zhen's chat records openly.

Xiao Jiang: Brother Yang, I will go to see the house tomorrow. What should I look at?

On the upper right corner of Xiao Huang, there was a message reminding that Yang Zhen was about to type, when Quan Wei's claws stretched from both sides of his neck to the keyboard, pretending to be Yang Zhen and saying to Xiao Jiang: Go to Baidu.

His chest was on top of his head, Yang Zhen hit his collarbone with his head, and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, I'm almost done."

At this time, Xiao Jiang replied with an "oh", and then did not reply to the message, as if he really went to Baidu.

Seeing that Xiao Jiang was on the right track, Quan Wei didn't ask, "Then what should I search for?", and began to educate Yang Zhen: "You can't get used to the hands-on party, otherwise you will be busy."

Yang Zhen didn't think it was that serious, so he smiled but didn't refute.

Xiao Jiang seems to have searched for it, and Quan Wei typed on his behalf: You search first, if you have any questions, we will talk about it tomorrow, and I’m going to sleep.

Yang Zhen said "hey": "I just said a few words to Xiao Jiang, and you logged me off. This is too perfunctory."

"Buying a house is not a one-day job," Quan Wei said, "and what time is it, shouldn't young people be considerate of you, an office worker? Just like me."

Yang Zhen looked back at him, leaned on the back of the chair with his arms and said, "How about you?"

Quan Wei grabbed his face and said, "Supervisor, go to bed early and get up early, hurry up, the electric blanket I'm waiting on is getting cold."

Yang Zhen looked at him with squinted eyes, wondering if it still has the right to be called an electric blanket?