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As soon as the body temperature touched the skin, Quan Wei was thrown away.

He doesn't like others to touch him. This has nothing to do with his upbringing. It's just that he was born with this kind of virtue. He started sleeping, peeing, and wearing summer shorts by himself when he was two years old. It was only when her son got closer that she realized that her son had developed an arrogant and itchy flesh.

It didn't itch when the arm was touched, but Quan Wei had a conditioned reflex, and he didn't feel hurt after the shake. He stared back at Yang Zhen, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

Yang Zhen's arms swung half a circle in the air, he was pulled out of his thoughts by the slight sense of weightlessness, and his slightly alienated eyes towards Shang Quan were stabbed awake in an instant.It is a big taboo to talk lightly and deeply. Even Jiang Han, who has known him for more than a month, can't be trusted. He doesn't even know this person. How dare he plan to ask someone for help just because of a moment's good impression?

In fact, it was just because he was really helpless.

Yang Zhen came back to his senses and quickly found a reason. He stood up straight and bowed slightly to Quan Wei: "...it's nothing, I just want to formally apologize to you for what happened today and yesterday. Sorry, thank you for your generosity."

If it was a friend, it would seem too unfamiliar to thank him like this, but as a passerby, you can't be too polite. Although Quan Wei felt that this person was long-winded, he couldn't fault him, so he had to choose to forgive him. He said coldly, "No need."

Live as quietly as a chicken, and don't look for him every day if something happens.

The corridor was very dark, and there were voice-activated lights on the top, but he could barely see the road, so Quan Wei didn't stomp his feet. He liked to hide in dark places. When Quan Wei turned the corner, he found that the door of Room 1007 was still open. Yang Zhen stood in the light source, as if seeing him off.

In a daze, he almost regarded Yang Zhen as another person. His grandfather Luo Jiayi used to send him to school like this. As long as Quan Wei turned around, he could see the old man standing behind him.

Seeing off is a matter that can reveal the depth of feelings. The person who is most reluctant to see off is the longest. What kind of relationship can Yang Zhen have with him?Quan Wei made a left turn, feeling that this person was stupid.

After Quan Wei lost sight, Yang Zhen returned to the living room and found that Huang Jin closed the door and didn't even come out to eat, probably because he was angry in the room.He put the vegetables that Huang Jin had thrown on the cabinet into the refrigerator, and went downstairs to buy two rice bowls.

"Huang Jin," Yang Zhen knocked on the door and said, "Have you finished packing? Come out and eat something."

Huang Jin lay face down on the bed with big characters, he was full of gas, he said in a muffled voice, "I'm not hungry, Brother Yang, you can eat by yourself, don't worry about me."

The goddamn thief is too knowledgeable, so he just stole his diploma and computer. Without his diploma, it would be difficult for him to find a new job, and the computer is full of customer information, some customers that he crossed the company and planned to broker transactions in his personal capacity.

The wages of the intermediary are divided into basic salary and commission commission. The basic salary is only enough to make ends meet, and the commission is [-]-[-] with the company, and not many of them fall into their hands. Therefore, the salesperson will hide individual customers and do not use the company's system records to win them. full commission.

Huang Jin doesn't say everything, most salesmen do this, because sometimes they are unlucky and fail to negotiate a deal for several months.

It would be annoying to persuade too much, so Yang Zhen didn't force it, and just said outside the door: "Then I will put it on the table, and you will heat it up when you are hungry."

After eating alone, he put the lunch box into the corridor. The house here is very high from the ground, which makes people amazed and frightened. There is no patio in the room and it is so small that the smell is everywhere. Everyone does it.

Then he went back to the room upstairs and started searching for things in a random way using the antique method Huang Jin taught him.The browser is not easy to use, and he doesn't know many characters. There are some simplified characters in the folk of Yanchao, but the written ones are still in traditional characters, so he has to guess.

He Xingyuan, Zhao Rongqing, Ying Shaoqiu, Jiang Han, Yanchao, Houbai, Bilan Amin... the banks, business halls, supermarkets he saw during the day, the properties and police he experienced at night, he searched for whatever he remembered .

He found He Xing, Zhao Rongqing, Jiang Han, and A Min, but none of them were the ones he was looking for. This was a completely different world, and he was not among the people named Zhang Shuyu.

Yang Zhen searched for half the night, and learned that banks are like money houses, and the business hall is temporarily unclear. The supermarket should be a kind of vegetable market.

This is what he gained today. It was just a few common-sense words, but he remembered that he was dizzy. When he lay down, there was still a blue light in his eyelids, and his consciousness was full of afterimages on the phone.

That night Yang Zhen finally fell asleep, and before he passed out, he was still thinking that he should find Huang Jin's lost things back.

Then he had a dream, dreaming that there was a heavy rain in Kuyu City.

Wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, Xiao Liu drove the carriage on the bluestone road out of the city, and the wooden wheel "grumbled" across the muddy path in the large green bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city, and then stopped in the cemetery at the foot of Jukong Mountain.

The curtain of the carriage was pushed aside, and the old Uncle Zhao got out. The throat cut scar on his neck was flat and deep, which was a sign of a near escape.He staggered down the shaft of the car, weaving his way among the rows of headstones, and then he stopped and said "Here you are" to the front.

Turning the field of vision, there was a man in black standing in the cemetery not far away, with leggings tied and a long knife out of the sheath in his hand. The cold light on the blade could not suppress even the cloudy sky. The inscription on the inscription suddenly appeared from his waist.

The tomb of Yalang Zhang Shuyu.

Kyushu is already the same, and the gentleman hides his whereabouts.

Huang Jin didn't eat last night, so he woke up this morning and felt that he was starved to pieces of paper. When he opened the door, he was stimulated by the smell of food in the living room, and a concert started in the Wu Zang Temple.

Thinking about it day by day, he scolded the thief in his dreams, but people are like iron and steel, his eyes glowed green when he was hungry, so he had to temporarily choose to have a memory loss and slam it.

In fact, Yang Zhen has already eaten. He consumes a lot of brainpower every day, and his body can't bear it if he doesn't eat enough. Now he is sitting opposite Huang Jin just to chat. He has already made up his mind that he wants to go to work with Huang Jin today.

Huang Jin accidentally choked himself to death with a mouthful of steamed buns, thinking that you don't even know how to use a computer, what can you do if you go, but the shortest time is eating people, so he had to draw out his tone and say, "Are you sure? "

Huang Jin was clear about his own situation, and Yang Zhen said frankly: "Sickness is sickness, but I always have to eat. I don't think there is much money in the bag."

Huang Jin was nervous when he heard about the money. He just lost a macpro that he had been searching for for half a year. Now not only is his personal work gone, but he also has to pay for a new computer. Making money is the first priority of survival. Yang Zhen’s reason He couldn't refute, but Huang Jin didn't have confidence in cerebral ischemia: "You are a gold medal salesman, aren't you afraid of losing your job if you go like this?"

Yang Zhen knows who he is, and people are afraid of positioning himself higher than his ability. Yang Zhen has never worn a gold medal, so he is fearless.Moreover, brokering deals is his old profession. Although he has never sold a house, the nature of the transaction remains the same. The simplest and most difficult point is nothing more than the buyer's belief that the seller's value for money.

Money is one aspect, and more importantly, Yang Zhen wants to get to know this place as soon as possible, so that he can repay Huang Jin's favor and start over here without any distractions. It is definitely not enough to stay at home or wander around by himself.

Judging from his many years of experience in business, the fastest and most effective way to get acquainted is to communicate with local people.He went to Sassanid when he was a teenager, and he didn't even understand the local language at that time, and he returned with a rewarding experience.

He is a businessman, not some unruly and cold son of an aristocratic family, he can bargain with anyone if necessary, even if it is a killer in the desert, no matter how scary the people here are, they are gentle in nature.

Yang Zhen said with a smile: "I forgot that, I just know that if I don't go, I will lose my job."

Huang Jin thinks about it too. Intermediary agencies never lack salesmen. If you don’t go when you are needed, you may not be there when you go.

Yang Zhen saw that he started eating steamed stuffed buns again, so he hurriedly started to ask for advice on what the intermediary does every day.

Huang Jin actually felt that he didn’t do anything every day, but Yang Zhen, who had no common sense, started talking about exercises at 9 o’clock, and felt that I was so busy every day. Teacher Huang’s teaching continued until halfway through the subway. Then he swallowed the saliva that was dry and frothy and said, "That's about it."

Yang Zhen noticed his small movements and realized that he should bring him some water.

There are all kinds of people on the subway, office workers who have nothing to love, fake beggars who sing and beg, couples who blatantly embrace and kiss, and this kind of thing.Huang Jin bumped Yang Zhen with his shoulder and gave him a look.

Yang Zhen looked down, and saw the girl sitting in front of him holding a small round mirror, raised her head in a high-profile way, and poured layer after layer of makeup on her face, completely using her face as a wall, until With a white face and red lips, she was willing to put away her tools, took out her phone and clicked on the video.

Huang Jin likes girls who are pure and unaffected. He leaned on Yang Zhen's shoulder, pointed and said, "Spicy eyes."

Yang Zhen didn't understand the stalk, but he could tell that it was not a good thing. The girl was right there, and she must have heard it, because she looked up at them.

-

Quan Wei regretted giving his mother some strawberries.

His behavior was purely out of filial piety, but Empress Dowager Quan Shishi didn't think so. She had reached the age of becoming a grandmother, and no matter what Quan Wei did, she would go back and forth to this sentence: My son has grown up, he should marry a wife up.

Quan Wei's father, Luo Jiayi, is the son-in-law, so Quan Wei followed his mother's surname, and the name was also chosen by the Queen Mother. This name originally carried a strong will.

Quan Shishi used to be the only daughter of an upstart rich family, her name was poetic and picturesque, but she had curly eyebrows and cheeks, so when it was her son's turn, she specially chose a delicate name, hoping that the boy would grow into a real man.

However, Quan Wei is like his father, with a small face and a pointed chin, so his nickname at home is Quan Xiaolian.

Every time Quan Wei feels that the way she looks at the grandchildren of those old sisters in the vegetable market is like an old witch who wants to boil children, she especially covets them.

So he returned to the sense of presence, and she has been talking very vigorously recently, Quan Wei is very annoying, every day without lunch, the seven aunts and eight aunts make mahjong appointments for her on WeChat.

After finally fooling his mother with mahjong, Lao Peng came to harass him again, and he was as happy as a second uncle on the phone: "Xiaoquan, Shaoning agreed to intervene, but just to be on the safe side, I still hope to have Accompanied by relatives and friends, do you have time to accompany him to participate in this meaningful event?"

Quan Wei didn't expect that Ji Ji would go out, so unexpectedly he forgot to reject Lao Peng on the spot, and after a few days, Lao Peng happily told him that the team uniform had been made for him.

Quan Wei: ...

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Yang Zhen passed the first day of work without any risk. The only thing that kept him stuck for a long time was that the name of the intermediary company was "Hexing", which was only one word away from his dental practice.

He used the dizziness as an excuse to not participate in the morning exercise, and sat in the store to secretly learn techniques. The manager had a condolence talk with him, and the content was to care about his physical condition.Then there is the main job every day, calling customers according to the list. Huang Jin taught him that a few sentences are enough.

[Hello, sorry to bother you, I am Yang Zhen from Hexing Company, may I ask if you have a house in xx community for sale? ]

[Hi, sorry to bother you. I am Yang Zhen from Hexing Company. Now there is a second-hand house for urgent sale in xx community on xx road. Are you interested? ]

Generally, 200 calls are made daily, and it would be good if a few of them are not hung up before finishing speaking, so just use the directory as a repeater.

The second is to enter the collected information of customers who buy, sell, and rent houses into the company's system.This is even simpler, no matter whether there is a trade or not, it will be regarded as no, so naturally there is no need to lose.The last thing is to be tactful, as long as a colleague comes to look for you, you should pretend to be busy in advance, go to the bathroom, and go out to answer the phone.

Such an attitude is definitely not worthy of recognition, but he can only do this now. Yang Zhen wrote down all the unfamiliar words he had seen while drinking high-strength soy sauce. He was not very good at using a signature pen to write a Genius to adapt.

At the same time, he had something else on his mind, the loan shark.

That person must be more willing to ask for money than old things. After going to the house he rented, there was no movement after a strong sweep. Either the value of the things they took away was more than the money he owed, or there was some conspiracy.

Sure enough, around the same time yesterday, he received another call from loan sharks.

"As expected of a graduate from a famous university, I just can't hold my breath. I waited for a whole day, but I didn't respond at all. You are awesome! I will ask you now, do you want your graduation certificate and computer? I will give it to you In a week, I have collected enough money to pick it up at the [-] Bar on Guanhai Road, if I don’t want it, I can sell it.”