There seems to be something wrong with my tenant

The next day, Jerry brought people over as promised.

Such impatient behavior made Samuel couldn't help but sigh in his heart, you really hate this classmate.

Jerry's classmate was obviously a minor, his face was immature and his expression was cold.I don't know how Jerry persuaded the other party to come here.

Samuel noticed Jerry's imperceptible hospitality to the young man, and stepped forward to say hello skillfully: "Hi, my name is Samuel, nice to meet you. What kind of house do you need to rent?"

Regardless of whether the teenager wanted to rent a house in advance, after Samuel said so, he would subconsciously consider the requirements for the house.

Sure enough, the boy lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds: "I want a penthouse apartment with a larger area and better indoor lighting."

Hearing that it was a penthouse apartment, even if Samuel himself wanted to make this deal, he would inevitably be surprised by the other party's wealth.

Standing behind the boy, Jerry couldn't hide his envy and jealousy—I'm afraid his distorted hostility came from this.

Jerry didn't want to stay any longer. He knew very well that with the financial resources of his "good classmate", he would only lose his composure if he continued to listen to the other party.

Spoofing a few words with the two of them, Jerry excused himself to leave first.Before leaving, he gave Samuel a wink.

Seeing that the young man was indifferent to his companion's departure, Samuel suppressed the desire to gossip in his heart, and continued to ask solemnly: "Sir, besides these, do you have any other requirements?"

The boy looked up at Samuel, his honey-colored eyes were extremely beautiful: "Tony."

A question mark appeared above Samuel's head: "?"

The young man raised his chin slightly, with a cat-like pride on his face: "You can call me Tony."

Samuel felt inexplicably flattered: "Oh, yes, Tony. My apartment is not far from here, do you want to go and see it now?"

Tony nodded indifferently, no matter what Jerry had in mind, he really needed a new place to stay.

The first time he saw Tony, Samuel realized that the other party must be rich or expensive, and such customers are exactly what he and 413 desperately need.

Determined to make Tony the real tenant of 413, Samuel guided Tony subtly along the way, letting him say some more requirements for interior decoration and facilities.

After all, the final shape of the apartment depends on the imagination of the residents.Naturally, the more and more detailed the tenant's vision of the apartment is, the more the apartment 413 fits people's fantasy.

"I promise you will be very, very, very happy with my apartment!"

Samuel said it so sincerely that he would have sworn to prove it was true.

The brown-haired boy who followed him in the dark alley was unmoved, he calmly looked at the back of the person in front of him, "You have said this sentence three times."

Samuel nodded without shame: "So this time I used three extremes to describe it."

Tony: "..."

Realizing that he had choked on the young master behind him, Samuel quickly changed the subject: "I forgot to ask, you should still be in school at your age, right? Why do you want to come out and live?"

Tony didn't mean to hide anything, he simply summed up his bad things: "I live clean."

Hearing the subtext that life in the school dormitory was not going well, Samuel instantly thought of his former tenant, "Jerry?"

Tony snorted softly, with the unique arrogance of a teenager: "It's obvious, isn't it?"

It seemed that not only were they speechless, but they were also a bit sharp.

But thinking about the fact that Apartment 413 has been rumored to be haunted, Jerry did not hesitate to risk himself and specially arranged for Tony to rent an apartment, which is enough to show the depth of the conflict between them-at least Jerry's unilateral jealousy has reached its peak.

"You and Jerry are roommates, so aren't you also in college?"

"MIT, I'm interested in electrical engineering."

Samuel silently thought about the ace major of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology... Well, it seems that Tony is not only a rich second generation, but also a very powerful young genius.

The two asked and answered, and Samuel found that Tony was not as arrogant as he imagined a rich kid.

That's good, Samuel thought, so that in case he was frightened by 413, he shouldn't retaliate in a big way.

The alley didn't go far, and Samuel stopped.

He turned to Tony and made an invitation gesture: "Here we are, this is my apartment."

Tony then stopped, and in front of him was a very common apartment.

It looks unpretentious in appearance, and it is not as "fulfilling all your needs" as Samuel boasted.

Tony even wondered if this was considered an illegal building in the urban area - an apartment built in a narrow alley, no matter how you think about it, it's not normal.

"Come in." Samuel said politely, but he showed no sign of taking out the key.

However, to Tony's surprise, the door opened as Samuel's voice fell.

Samuel raised his head, with a hint of pride in his tone: "Intelligent voice control system, the latest technological achievement produced by Stark Industries, so that you will never have to worry about forgetting to bring your keys."

In fact, 413 knew that he had returned with the tenant, and couldn't wait to show off.

Last night, Samuel and 413 discussed the countermeasures of coaxing...to retain the new tenants.In the end, Samuel decided that using high-tech intelligence as a gimmick can not only make 413 happy, but also bring new feelings to the tenants.

For this reason, Samuel also went to the Internet to Google the current black technology giants in the United States. Stark Industries is the ultimate goal he chose: the military industry, with a prominent reputation, and the leader Stark is also a patriot recognized by the public.

Hearing the name of Stark Industries, Tony had a subtle expression.He smiled and walked in first: "I hope so."

As soon as Tony stepped into the door half a step, the corners of the room were lit up with soft lights one after another.The warm-toned light quietly dispels the darkness and instantly illuminates the entire room.

Now Tony couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "This is..."

Samuel closed the door smoothly: "Smart lighting, produced by Stark, must be a boutique."

Tony: "Nah."

He was noncommittal to Samuel's words, and after the two reached the top floor, Tony turned to look at the interior of the apartment.

Different from the simple to dull appearance, the decoration of the living room can be called restrained and luxurious.

A bouquet of fresh lilies was placed on the square table that was very in line with Tony's aesthetics. The petals were even tender and delicate, exuding a delicate floral fragrance.

Turning his head to see the sofa set of the same model as at home, Tony nodded secretly.

Samuel did not lie to him, at least according to what Tony saw so far, he had the intention of making a decision on the spot to settle down.

The 413, which is in urgent need of tenants, has not lost its chain.Seeing Tony's satisfied expression, Samuel curled his lips and continued to introduce the room layout to him.

Passing by the indoor private swimming pool, Samuel also casually made a joke: "The pool water is automatically changed and cleaned every six hours—even if you keep mermans in it."

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"The master and second bedrooms on the second floor are probably like this... How about it, does the environment meet your expectations?"

Everything is arranged according to Tony's ideal type, of course he is satisfied.

Tony, who was not short of money, nodded immediately: "I want to rent for three years first, and I will transfer the rent to you now?"

...No, don't you even ask about the price?

Samuel remembered that he hadn't mentioned the rent price yet: "The rent is three thousand dollars per month. If you pay monthly, you will pay three times..."

Tony: "Pay directly for three years."

The bold performance of the underage tenant made Samuel's expression blank for a moment.

He took a deep breath: "Three years... Uh, there is no rush for this. It is not too late to sign the contract first."

After finishing speaking, Samuel came back to his senses, and he quickly ran to the study to let 413 prepare the terms to be signed.When he came out, he already had a stack of neatly bound contracts in his hand.

Samuel enthusiastically handed it to Tony: "Every contract is in triplicate, do you want a pen?"

Tony took the pen and paper, and his words were teasing: "...I can see that there is indeed 'no hurry'."

After looking through it roughly, and confirming that there are no overlord clauses or traps, Tony signed his name casually.

The moment Tony dropped the pen tip, Samuel heaved a sigh of relief: the debt can be repaid.

Happily retracting the contract, Samuel's gaze inadvertently swept across Tony's signature column, and his smile froze immediately: "... Stark?"

Samuel raised his head slowly, and Tony was looking at him innocently.Those big caramel-colored eyes seemed to see through his guilty conscience: "What's wrong?"

Samuel laughed dryly: "Haha, seeing your surname, I almost thought you were the young master of the legendary Stark Industries."

Tony blinked and said nothing.

No denial is default.

Samuel's breath was stagnant, and at this moment, he recalled how many things he had named in the name of Stark Industries in just 10 minutes—too many to count.

He originally thought that Tony was just an ordinary wealthy young man, but who knew that he was actually the heir to a billionaire family who experienced suffering in the world.

Just when Samuel thought Tony would reveal his real identity, the other party picked up the phone and shook it at him, speaking briskly, "What's your bank card number? I'll transfer the money to you."

Samuel: "..."

Regardless of whether he is the heir to the richest man in New York or an ordinary rich second generation, he is a bastard if he has money!

Samuel read out the card number quickly, and Tony's finger operations on the screen were equally fast.Within five seconds, the phone in Samuel's pocket vibrated.

Samuel took it out, and immediately saw an eye-catching text message of the account notification: the account income transfer was 108000 US dollars, and the balance was 108000 US dollars.

...It is great for the heirs of billions of family businesses to experience the sufferings of the world!

Seeing the six-figure deposit in the account balance, Samuel had only one thought at this time.

Really fragrant.