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The thunderous grunts are nothing compared to this.

The movement was strictly not harsh, but the high and low voices were elusive, and the tones were ever-changing, making people feel like a layer of sandpaper was grinding in the heart.

Yang Zhen's consciousness was awakened first, and then he was quickly forced into an unbearable state. After a sound sleep, he woke up even more sleepy. Taking a long breath, I still feel that the environment is cramped.

But the windows are still wide open, and there is still a little wind blowing in occasionally, which silently proves that the ventilation in the second bedroom is actually not bad.

Yang Zhen felt a little pain in the base of his ears nervously, he sat on the bed and woke up for a while, and then realized that Quan Wei was making trouble outside.He put on his shoes, got out of bed and opened the door, and found the source of the sound in front of the sink.

Quan Wei is brushing his teeth, with a chicken in his left hand and an electric toothbrush in his right hand, both manual and automatic, very busy.

His hair was a bit messed up all night, he was wearing a T-shirt and big pants, and he was still doing nothing when he was washing his hands. Xiao Huang had severely lowered his coolness, and he also relaxed at home, so his temper seemed better than outside.

Yang Zhenmeng saw this kind of power all the time, and was a little strange and unaccustomed to it.

He admired the silly and cute figure of the little yellow chicken everywhere, and he once pinched it twice in the Happy Garden under Huang Jin's instigation, but Yang Zhen's movements were relatively light at that time, and he stopped his hands as soon as the loud voice played, So here today, it is the first time I have seen Brother Ji's singing voice.

He saw the doll, under Quan Wei's control, groaning and groaning, as if singing a song in a lingering and mournful way.

Quan Weiren is relatively thin, and his palms are not wide, and his fingers become thinner and thinner as he goes down. If you ignore the scratches made by the wood, you still have pretty hands, but they are not human.

Yang Zhen felt that the rhythm was a little familiar. Although he was not familiar with modern music, he was sure that he had heard it in the streets and alleys.

Seeing the person in the mirror, Quan Wei kept moving his hands, and nodded lightly, as if he were saying hello.

Yang Zhen was bombed at close range. He was a newcomer and couldn't resist the broken voice. He squinted his eyes and said, "Morning."

Yesterday there was only one set of toiletries on the storage table here, but when Quan Wei came to brush his teeth this morning, the things became for two people, he was used to living alone, and when he came over, he thought about whose it belonged to.

He looked at Yang Zhen's aesthetics, the gray and white checkered mouthwash cup of the uncle and the toothbrush that looks like 2 yuan a piece, and then made a conclusion in his heart: it is very ordinary.

Yang Zhen, who is "very average in aesthetics", doesn't come here to watch him brush his teeth. Seeing himself here and not leaving, Quan Wei will make a mistake, suspend his son's ear-piercing magic voice, turn off the toothbrush, bow his head and spit out Foam in the mouth, said: "If you are in a hurry, wash it in the kitchen, if you are not in a hurry, wait a while."

Yang Zhen will go to the interview in the afternoon, and he said with a clear ear temporarily: "I'm not in a hurry, you don't need to worry about me."

Quan Wei didn't need to give way, and he didn't have the weirdness of being watched and washed his face, so he drove people straight to the point: "If you don't need this place, go do other things first, and wait for work to waste time."

Yang Zhen was originally talking about chickens, hoping that Quan Wei would show his respect, but the others stopped making trouble now, so he had no topic to talk about so he just smiled and walked wittily to the bathroom at the back.

However, as soon as he closed the door and stood in front of the urinal, the high-pitched chicken growl broke out again, and Yang Zhen slipped his hand to pull the elastic band, and suddenly understood the elementary meaning of "88% off that roommates are difficult to get".

If his heart was a little weaker, he might be scared to death by Quan Wei's way of killing people with chicken.

Yang Zhen really couldn't bear the ecstasy broken gong voice, this is not just a problem of noise, but a horror, just in such a short time, two voices came out of nowhere, if it took one day, it would be terrible.

The urge to urinate that he had saved up to save some sympathy was also dissipated by Quan Wei, and Yang Zhen opened the door helplessly, directly interrupting the landlord's "elegant interest".

"Quan Wei, please stop."

Quan Wei pinched Li Ge, which was at the climax of "that second", when he heard the words, he stopped the sound abruptly, the chicken "clucked" and the sound faded away, this thing is also a fetish, it can calm the soul when it screams, When she was weak, she seemed to be acting like a baby.

When Yang Zhen called him, he brushed for about 3 minutes. Quan Wei simply rinsed his mouth before turning around. While raising his eyelids to show doubts, he grabbed a towel to wipe the water.

Yang Zhen walked out of the bathroom, pointed to the things in his hand, and said in a good voice: "Don't you think your... this toy is a bit noisy?"

"Noisy? Who is it?" Quan Wei pretended to be confused, pretending to be confused, "I don't think so. I have lived here for more than 3 years, and it happens every morning. No one has complained about me yet."

Yang Zhen immediately thought in his heart that this was impossible, but there was still a leaky smile on his face.

Quan Wei is much darker than him. Seeing that he doesn't speak, one can tell what this person is thinking in his heart. He looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "You can go around and ask."

If he really behaved like this every morning, then Yang Zhen didn't have to go out to ask questions when he lived for a few days. Naturally, someone would come uninvited. Quan Wei's self-confidence showed that he was telling the truth. Yang Zhen didn't know it was this for a while. The sound insulation of the house is good, but his neighbors are all very patient.

It's actually a little bit of both.

This community was built by a big developer at the time, and the sound insulation is very good. Secondly, the neighbors here are highly compatible with Quanwei.

There are elderly people upstairs and workaholics downstairs. The neighbor on the left is deaf and the shear wall is on the right. The one directly opposite works in a machinery processing factory. He can really hit the waves.

Since there were no masses to rely on, Yang Zhen had no choice but to fight alone. He said jokingly: "Then I can complain to you, okay?"

Quan Wei immediately dismissed it to him: "No, I reminded you yesterday, and I gave you a discount. You accepted it yourself. You have to endure it or leave. The rules are still the same. If you leave early, you will not be refunded."

Yang Zhen was a little bit stuck. He couldn't bear it and didn't want to leave. If he couldn't change the environment, he could only adapt to the environment. He thought for a while and asked: "Then what time do you wake up every day?"

Quan Wei's biological clock is around 7:5 in the morning, but when he saw that Yang Zhen disliked his chicken, he flickered with a sense of vengeance: "Depending on the situation, wake up at 10 o'clock when you are in a good mood, and don't wake up at [-] o'clock if you are not."

This routine is as irregular as that rooster crowing. Yang Zhen doesn't know much about his life, and he doesn't know whether to believe it or not, but he is not just a little daughter-in-law who only gets angry. Yang Zhen turned around and flattered her Said: "It's really enviable to be so free, so can I borrow those chickens in your living room?"

If Quan Wei dared to do such inhumane things at 5 o'clock, then someday he would wake up late, and the feng shui wheel would turn.

It's not a pity to even give it away, and there's no need to mention it at all, Quan Wei is very generous and generous: "Yes, use it as you like."

After Yang Zhen thanked him, he stood in front of the washstand that Quan Wei gave up.

Quan Wei's hands are very itchy when he wakes up early, but at other times he pinches twice. Yang Zhen has excellent adaptability and will soon be able to ignore it.

The two used the kitchen one after another, and each ordered a bowl of noodles for himself. Quan Wei, as the landlord, used the kitchen first, and when he was almost finished eating, Yang Zhen also came to the table. Unexpectedly, they bumped into each other.

Yang Zhen has a good temper, so he smiled submissively first: "Is it salty?"

This time, Quan Wei threw the salt 3 times and tasted it 4 times. If it was too salty, he would be handicapped. Quan Wei pushed all the green onions aside, took a sip of the soup and said: "Salty is a bowl full, not salty. It's just an empty plate, and you'll know it when you look at my bowl in the future."

Yang Zhen just happened to join him at the table to find something to say, not because he didn't understand the tone of the future, as if the two of them were going to work together for 80 or [-] years.

After dinner, Quan Wei went into his room for a while, and when he came out, he saw Yang Zhen fiddling with his resume on the tea table, and remembered that this person was going to have an interview this afternoon.He stopped for a while to go out, bent his waist and picked an orange on the coffee table and said, "Have you received the interview notice?"

Yang Zhen gave a "hmm", looked up and smiled at him.

Quan Wei is not very clear about how difficult it is for people to find a job nowadays. He only remembers that he was rejected everywhere when he graduated. He sincerely hopes that Yang Zhen can pay off his debts as soon as possible, so the encouragement is also real.

Seeing him picking up oranges, Yang Zhen suddenly picked up the ubiquitous chicken in this house, put the beak of the chicken up to his nose and said, "Come on for the interview."

After speaking, there were 4 passionate chicken crows that were completely different from his calm voice.

The blessing is warm, but the accompaniment is stern. This huge contrast makes Yang Zhen suddenly feel that the landlord is a little cute besides being cold.

Quan Wei went out after sending the love, not knowing that she had already enriched a degree in the impression of her roommate.

Yang Zhen stayed at home to do work, looked at the homepage and performance of the company he was about to visit, and then picked some big data and wrote it down.He went out at 12:20 noon, and arrived at the interview site more than [-] minutes early. There were already several people in the waiting area, all wearing suits and leather shoes, and looking at their mobile phones with their resumes between them.

This intermediary is called Anyu Real Estate, and it is the biggest rival of Hexing Real Estate where Yang Zhen used to work, but the scale is slightly smaller than Hexing Real Estate.Originally, Hexing would have more development, but Yang Zhen left a mess in Hexing in order to run away. Now that the company is connected to the Internet, Hexing couldn't go back, so he chose Anyu.

The interview went smoothly. His image, reaction and eloquence were not bad, and the original body had several years of work experience. After 3 days, Yang Zhen got the job card and became an intermediary again.

On the first night when he went home with the sign, Quan Wei seemed to be taken aback when he saw it, and asked nonchalantly, "Do you still have contact with that Huang Jin?"

Yang Zhen shook his head melancholy: "No."

He didn't know that Huang Jin was responsible for Brother Pi's finding the vegetable market. During his time at Qin Ruxu's company, he sent Huang Jin some greetings, but he didn't receive a reply.

Every time Yang Zhen thinks about that friend who he just came to this world to help for the first time, and then drifts away after a few months of separation, every time Yang Zhen thinks about it, he will feel very regretful.

Quan Wei expected the same, and walked away without saying anything, but he was thinking in his heart that he was still so close in the store of the rival company, maybe one day he would run into each other as soon as he raised his head.

Yang Zhen wanted to pay back the money, so he had to expand his business as soon as possible. He sent Qin Ruxu a WeChat message, asking if her house was sold.

Qin Ruxu had just had a nodule removal operation, and was lying bored in the inpatient department. He was a little surprised to see Yang Zhen's news, so he called.

"Why do you ask me about the house? Do you want to buy it? No, where did you get the money? It's your friend who wants to buy it?"

Hearing that her voice was not quite right, Yang Zhen couldn't help asking, "Manager, are you feeling well?"

Before he left, he knew that Qin Ruxu was not much older than him, Xiao He called her sister because she was young, and he called her old if he called her.This woman is his benefactor, he respects her and wishes her well.

When Qin Ruxu talked about cutting nodules, his tone was as if he had cut a tag.

Yang Zhen just wanted to find some time to visit her, and at the same time gave his details: "I joined a real estate agency and asked if you were looking for a house."

Qin Ruxu has always been a brother in the whole world, and she helps whenever she can. She heard the words and said, "It hasn't been sold yet, but the house has been linked to Hexing, and the key has been taken by their agent. I blame you for not coming earlier. This is the case, can it still be considered as your valid listing?"

The houses of many owners are under the names of several intermediaries. Yang Zhen said: "It's not bad."

Qin Ruxu: "Then you find time to find me."

Yang Zhen said yes, and asked her hospital address, etc. before hanging up.

When he came home in the evening, Quan Wei was lying on the sofa watching the Bundesliga. Yang Zhen originally wanted to show him the photo of Qin Ruxu's house, but he thought that he should not be too aggressive, so he pressed it for the time being.

The two got along for a few days, and Quan Wei's nonsense schedule quickly leaked out. He has a standard elderly schedule, 7 in the morning and 11 in the evening.

Yang Zhen only needs to get up at 7 o'clock every day to perfectly dodge the scary free wake-up call service, and sometimes he is too tired to get up. There is a touch of humor in scratching the lungs, which is more useful than 10 alarm clocks ringing at the same time.

Two days later, Yang Zhen went to the hospital to ask Qin Ruxu to sign a power of attorney, but he didn't immediately post the house on the Internet, so that the fat and water didn't flow to outsiders, he went home at night and sat next to Quan Wei.

"Quan Wei, do you currently have any plans to buy a second-hand house?"