President, he must be me

As soon as Wei Wan left, the room became quiet, except for the slight sound of the air humidifier.

Tan Shaochen was dizzy and lay back on the bed again, shrinking into the bed.To say that going to Shen Yanwen for a divorce now is purely bravado; he even struggles to stand up, let alone leave Wei Wan's place.

Fortunately, it was Wei Wan who I met last night. If I met some villain, he might be dismantled into parts by now.Only then did Tan Shaochen start to get scared, and he was afraid that the old things in his dream would replay in his mind again; he inevitably remembered the little things between him and Shen Yanwen, and in the end he didn't know what to do except sigh.

It's probably a good thing that the phone is broken, at least for the time being, Shen Yanwen can't find him.

He also couldn't go to Shen Yanwen for help when he was weak.

It's ridiculous to say that he was obviously deceived into a circle, but now he tosses and turns and always remembers the last time he was in the hospital and Shen Yanwen was by his side.

Half an hour later, Tan Shaochen got out of bed again.

There were various medicines on the table, and it was obvious at a glance that they were bought temporarily, and the plastic bag with the logo of the oil pharmacy was still there.Wei Wan looks a little "not a good person", but in fact he is quite kind-at least he would be willing to pick him up and buy him medicine, if someone else might throw him on the side of the road.

He swallowed the deceptive fever-reducing medicine again, put a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, looked at Wei Wan's residence and waited for the temperature to go down again.Apart from being messy, there is no other problem here, and it is not dirty, but all the things are thrown around randomly, and there is not even a place to step down.

After finally regaining consciousness, Tan Shaochen walked over from the living room on tiptoe, entered the small bathroom and tidied himself hastily.

He thanked someone who could help him at this time, but he didn't want to stay here any longer.

—do not want to believe in any good luck, and cannot believe that someone will help him out of good intentions and without purpose.

——After all, as long as he doesn't want to be lazy and accept, he won't feel sad about betrayal anymore.

Thinking so, Tan Shaochen took his temperature again before going out, and when the temperature dropped to 37.5°, he was relieved and left with his suitcase.

If he had cash with him, he could still leave a "thank you fee"; but he didn't, so he could only write a note: Thank you for your care yesterday.

He went out, and he didn't know where it was right now, so he could only find someone along the road and ask where there was an ATM nearby.

The only bank card was inserted into the ATM, and Tan Shaochen panicked to death while waiting for the balance to load—what to do if he has no money, if he doesn’t have a dollar, does he have to quickly find a bag to eat and sleep before dark work?All kinds of wonderful imaginations flooded into his mind in the ten or so seconds of loading, until the line of numbers appeared.

"Balance: 5,421.50"

"call--"

Tan Shaochen let out a long breath, finally he was not at the end of his rope.

He immediately took out [-], turned his head and left, and started to ask someone again, where is there a real estate agency nearby.

"...I'll take care of your request. Don't want an old house. It's better to have a one-person apartment with complete appliances and surrounding facilities. It should not be too close to the downtown area, and it must be safe..." The young agent counted with his fingers , "There are some that meet your requirements..."

"Huh?" Tan Shaochen opened his eyes wide and waited for the other party to continue.

The intermediary opened the roster of their family's houses, almost to the last few pages, and then turned it upside down and handed it to him: "Here, here, Longjiang Jingcheng, single apartment, 36 square meters, [-] a month, One-year rent with half-year deposit; what do you think?"

"........."

Is it so expensive to rent a house? !

Tan Shaochen suppressed his ignorant exclamation, swallowed and said, "Then can I make another request?"

"Yes, you say."

"It's cheap," Tan Shaochen said with embarrassment, "It's best not to have a deposit, pay monthly..."

This time it was the intermediary's turn to show embarrassment: "...Aren't you embarrassing me?"

"Then...the previous requirements are not counted, it just needs to be paid monthly, and no deposit is required...just improve the security."

"Sir, if you don't need a deposit for a house now, then there is only a haunted house."

"Haunted, haunted house...?" Tan Shaochen frowned, "The haunted house can also..."

"Yo, even if you want it, I don't have it here." The intermediary said, "I remember, there are two houses near our place...the rent is cheap, only [-]; I saw it too, it’s lively, and it’s close to the subway, and it’s only three subway stops to go to the business district..."

"that is real good……"

"It's just that the house is quite old and the furniture is not complete, so I have to buy some by myself."

Tan Shaochen hesitated for a moment, then said tremblingly: "I can, can I see the house first..."

"Of course." The agent stood up immediately, grabbed the key on the table, "I'll take you there right now."

As the saying goes, if you are not in charge of a family, you don’t know how expensive it is. Tan Shaochen considers himself to be a poor person. Before the age of 14, he lived a cheap life in a place like a townhouse; How difficult it is.

After leaving the shop, the intermediary rode on his small battery, nodded to Tan Shaochen with a smile, and signaled him to get on the back seat.

Tan Shaochen subconsciously asked: "How about we walk?"

"Ah, don't worry, my cycling skills are very good, very safe!" The intermediary said, "It takes 10 minutes to ride a bicycle, and it takes four to 10 minutes to walk."

"..." Tan Shaochen was still warm, and he was really tired after walking for so long. After a fierce ideological struggle, he obediently got into the back seat of the car.

The small battery went back and forth all the way, and after 10 minutes it really arrived.

But what appeared in front of Tan Shaochen was not a decent residential house, but a townhouse that was even more excessive than his old house, with the word "demolition" written in red paint everywhere.Forget it, it doesn't look good on the outside, maybe it's nice on the inside?But soon Tan Shaochen knew he was wrong. When the agent opened the door, what he saw were cement walls on all sides, an unpainted floor, and cheap-looking tables, chairs, and bed cabinets.

"...Is there anything else?" Tan Shaochen could only ask this sentence.

"...Also, even though it's a little farther away, the location is not as good as here," the agent said, "At least it's next to the street, and the public security is very good."

"... shall we look at something else?"

It turns out that as long as there is no money, life will become a hell mode.Tan Shaochen finally understood.

But what can that do - the hell mode is better than the mode of being continuously deceived by others, he insists on this point.

Most of the afternoon passed between "showing houses" and "on the road". Tan Shaochen looked at four low-cost houses in one go, and finally even the intermediary felt that this business was too difficult to do, so he might as well give up: "...or you can add a little more , I have the last one left, the location is not very good, but the house is a little newer..." "How much more?" Tan Shaochen only cares about this.

"One thousand three... Let me talk about it for you, one thousand two should be able to come down."

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

"Let's forget about today." The agent glanced at his watch, "It's past seven o'clock, or tomorrow."

The corners of Tan Shaochen's mouth drooped, and he said in embarrassment: "I'll tell you the truth, I don't have a place to live tonight. I just want to look after the house now, pay the money and sign the contract, and live in right away..."

As long as his face is not smiling, it looks pitiful and innocent, and it makes people feel compassionate when looking at it.

The agent wanted to get off work, but he looked into Tan Shaochen's eyes, and couldn't say the words of refusal: "...Well, this is the last one, if it doesn't come true, it will be tomorrow, I have something to do later..."

Sitting on the small battery, Tan Shaochen sighed aggrieved; but what he didn't expect was that the further the car went, the more familiar the surrounding scenery became to him—isn't this near Wei Wan's house? !

But when he came out he was groggy, and he didn't know which building Wei Wan lived in.It's good now, after blowing the wind outside for a long time, people wake him up a lot.He followed the agent upstairs, and the agent said "this is the innermost house" and led him around the corner.

Who knows, there is someone behind the corner.

The one who was standing at the door with the garbage and putting on his shoes was none other than Wei Wan, the kind-hearted man who picked him up last night.

Wei Wan raised her eyes and was stunned: "Ah... you're back?"

"...No," Tan Shaochen said awkwardly, "I want to rent a house, whoever knows..."

"This is your friend?" The intermediary laughed, "Isn't that good? It's a friend and a neighbor at the same time. I'll take care of you in the future, right..."

-

Shen Yanwen didn't sleep all night, and went directly to the company during the day to busy with his affairs as usual.

But as long as he stopped for a while, Tan Shaochen would be on his mind; even the frequency of looking at his mobile phone was much higher than usual-Tan Shaochen said that he would go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to file a divorce with him today, but he didn't wait until the whole day was over. Tan Shaochen's phone call.

Su Zhou walked in at this moment and brought him a cup of steaming coffee: "Mr. Shen."

"I don't seem to have asked for coffee." Shen Yanwen said in a low voice, glanced at the gradually darkening outside, and finally dialed Tan Shaochen's number.

"I see that you, Mr. Shen, are not in good spirits," Su Zhou said, "Did you not sleep well last night? I heard from Zhu Li that you have no other plans for the night, why don't you go back and rest early?"

He spoke for a long time, but Shen Yanwen didn't pay much attention to it, he just put the phone to his ear and shook his head at him.

He searched for a long time in the heavy rain last night, drove along that road to the city, and then turned around to drive further to the suburbs, but he didn't see Tan Shaochen anywhere.He knew that he still had a lot of things to do in the company the next day, but he still found the morning; he called Tan Shaochen during the period, but the phone was turned off there, as if he deliberately didn't want to have any contact with him.

Shen Yanwen felt faint anxiety in his heart, but he didn't know why.

"The person you are calling has switched off their phone."

A cold female voice came out of the receiver, Shen Yanwen sighed heavily, and then looked at Su Zhou: "You can get off work, there is nothing to do at night; if there is anything missing in the house over there, if you want to add something, you can talk to Zhu Li Said, I won't ask, so don't be embarrassed to speak."

"There's everything over there, very complete..." Su Zhou tentatively said, "How about I accompany President Shen to eat something?"

"No need." After Shen Yanwen finished speaking, he called the driver Xiao Li, "...I want to go back. You drive the car to the entrance of the company."

Su Zhou was a wink, seeing that Shen Yanwen was in a bad mood, he didn't say anything more, just nodded obediently and left.

The man leaned back on the chair, calmed down, and then took out his ID from the inner pocket of his suit.

The marriage certificate is also in it.

According to the contract, he should really comply with Tan Shaochen's wishes, and he should no longer force him to continue the marriage.So he even brought his marriage certificate, but he didn't wait for Tan Shaochen's call to ask him to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.And the most subtle thing is that he felt relieved because of this—maybe Tan Shaochen didn't want to divorce that much, it was just that he couldn't accept it for a while.

It is difficult to accept that there is deception between them.

He flipped through the marriage certificate, and Tan Shaochen smiled foolishly on the wedding photo, as if it had happened a long time ago.

After a while, Shen Yanwen stuffed the marriage certificate back, left his office and went to the parking lot.

Tan Shaochen was no longer with him, and Xiao Li naturally became his driver again.As soon as he got into the car, Xiao Li nodded and greeted him from the rearview mirror: "Are you going to the old house?"

"Ah."

Xiao Li nodded, and looked at him again without hesitation.

The man was keenly aware of this, and looked at him with tired eyes: "There is something to talk about."

"...Hiss," Xiao Li gasped, and faltered, "I just wanted to ask, ma'am..."

"Don't ask."

"Okay..." Xiao Li said, "but it's just..."

"Ok?"

"Before madam, didn't you, have you been busy in the yard..." Xiao Li took out the ring box from his pocket, turned sideways and handed it to Shen Yanwen, "That's right, madam made this, and then threw it away for some reason. gone."

Shen Yanwen was a little surprised, then opened it, and a plain ring appeared in front of his eyes.

"I see that my wife has worked so hard, it's a pity to throw it away, so I picked it up... If there is any misunderstanding between you and your wife, it is normal for couples to quarrel, there is no need for a divorce... Mr. Shen, you Don't blame me for talking too much, I just think that my wife loves you very much. For this ring, my wife has failed many times, and my hands are covered with calluses. I feel strange. It is said that it is only a ring, how much is a silver ring; But the wife said that he has nothing to give you, only his heart."