Love Apartment: My Girlfriend Hu Yifei

Chapter 326 If not if ([-]) Thanks to the devil who fell in love with angels for the monthly pass!
Lin Wanyu greeted Lu Zhanbo with a cold face.

"Can I go in?"

Lin Wanyu asked.

When her cold voice sounded, Lu Zhanbo finally came to his senses, turned his body sideways, and said:

"of course can!"

"Thank you."

Lin Wanyu nodded and walked into 3601.

Once inside, Lin Wanyu looked at the whole apartment.

Lu Zhanbo closed the door, stepped forward and asked:

"Hello, my name is Lu Zhanbo. Are you here to rent a house?"

"Rent a house?"

Lin Wanyu glanced at Lu Zhanbo suspiciously, and suddenly remembered that she had indeed written an advertisement for renting a house on the bulletin board downstairs, and said:

"Well, I'm here to rent a house. Do you have anything free here?"

"Yes! Of course! It's next door to our apartment. I have the key here. I'll show you there!"

Lu Zhanbo said happily.

There is a beautiful woman who lives next to their apartment, so there will be more opportunities to meet in the future.

When Lu Zhanbo thought of waking up every morning and seeing a beautiful woman, what a wonderful thing that was.

Lu Ziqiao, who was drinking porridge, saw Lin Wanyu and exclaimed:
"Little aunt, I have a beautiful baby girl!"

His exclamation suddenly caught Lin Wanyu's attention, and he looked over in confusion, only to see Tang Youyou said embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, beauty, my big nephew is not polite."

"fine."

Lin Wanyu uttered two words lightly from her mouth as if she cherished words like gold.

Seeing that Lin Wanyu was not angry, Tang Youyou educated Lu Ziqiao in a low voice.

For a while, the atmosphere in the apartment was a little awkward, Lu Zhanbo asked with an awkward smile:

"Beauty, if you want to rent a house, I'll help you contact the landlord now, and then you just pay the rent."

"Thank you."

Lin Wanyu said the same coldly.

It was the first time that Lu Zhanbo met such a cold girl. If it wasn't for her beauty, no, if it wasn't for his good temper, he would have long since refused to talk to her.

"By the way, my name is Zhan Bo, and Tang Youyou and her nephew Lu Ziqiao are having breakfast over there. Well, what's your name?"

While contacting the landlord through WeChat, Lu Zhanbo asked for Lin Wanyu's name.

"Lin Wanyu."

Lin Wanyu said.

"Lin Wanyu, what a nice name. Speaking of which, in just two days, I have already met two people surnamed Lin."

In order to liven up the atmosphere, Lu Zhanbo deliberately found topics to chat with Lin Wanyu.

He has joined so many associations in Ugly Country, so he is very good at communication.

So much so that after returning to China, Lu Zhanbo was always surrounded by a group of beauties.

"Is there another person with the same surname as mine?"

Lin Wanyu, who had a cold face, finally had a slight change in his expression.

Lu Zhanbo thought he had found the right topic, and explained with a smile:
"Yes, my brother-in-law is also surnamed Lin, and his name is Lin Chen. Before you came, he and my sister had just gone to work."

Lin Wanyu heard Lin Chen's name, and murmured:
"It's really a brother."

"What did you say?"

Lu Zhanbo and the landlord were chatting on WeChat, but for a while they couldn't hear Lin Wanyu's words clearly.

"Oh, it's nothing. Take me to the next door to have a look. If there is no problem, I will rent the next door."

Lin Wanyu said.

"Okay, the landlord said that he is traveling in Hawaii and has no time to come. He told us to go directly downstairs to the neighborhood committee to sign the contract and get the keys."

Lu Zhanbo said.

He doesn't think that Lin Wanyu can't afford to rent a house. After all, Lin Wanyu is wearing Cartier limited-edition earrings, LV limited-edition bag, Gucci skirt, Prada shoes, and Chanel perfume. No matter how you look at it, Lin Wanyu doesn't look like It looks like you can't afford to rent it.

On the other side, on the beach in Hawaii, Lin Guodong's wife grabbed Lin Guodong's ear when she saw Lin Guodong sending WeChat messages.

"Okay! Come out to play with me, and chat with beautiful girls on WeChat, right?"

Lin Guodong explained with a bitter face:
"No, wife, I'm not chatting with a pretty sister, I'm chatting with a handsome young man."

"What, you still have that habit?"

Lin Guodong's wife exclaimed.

"No, it's a building I bought before. Someone wants to rent a house, and I'm not there, so I just ask them to help me collect the rent."

Lin Guodong explained, and showed his wife the chat page on the phone.

Lin Guodong's wife looked at it and realized that she had misunderstood. She gently rubbed Lin Guodong's ear and said sorry:

"Oh, husband, I misunderstood you, don't be angry!"

"Humph--"

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In a certain coffee shop in Shanghai, Lin Chen and Hu Yifei in suits were sitting on booths drinking coffee.

Originally, Hu Yifei wanted to take him to an interview, but Hu Yifei found out that her colleague Luo Jie had signed a contract with a consortium.

Once signed, it means that Roger's performance is likely to surpass her.

Therefore, for performance, Hu Yifei contacted a rich man he knew.

It was because of contacting the rich man that Hu Yifei didn't have time to take Lin Chen to the interview, so she skipped the interview. After buying a suit with Lin Chen, she hurried to meet the rich man at the coffee shop for a detailed talk.

"Yifei, did we come too early?"

Lin Chen touched his nose and asked suspiciously.

"When you meet a big client, it's normal to come early. You have to understand that the client is God, and the client is the mother of food and clothing. We must do a good job of our image in the client's mind, so that the client can sign the contract and we will have performance. "

Hu Yifei educated Lin Chen with the tone of someone who had experienced it.

Lin Chen pointed to the ten cups of coffee that he had already drank in front of him, and said speechlessly:
"However, we have been here for an hour and a half, and we still haven't seen the client you mentioned."

At first, Lin Chen thought that Hu Yifei didn't take him to the interview directly because the client was almost here.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen, who was hurriedly dragged to the coffee shop by Hu Yifei, just sat here and waited for someone for an hour and a half.

"This is a normal phenomenon, just get used to it. As long as people don't release our pigeons, it's the best!"

Hu Yifei comforted her.

"Then what if we were really released as pigeons?"

Lin Chen asked.

Hu Yifei's complexion changed, and he said coldly:
"If you really want to let me dove, then I will turn the person who put me dove into a dove!"

Lin Chen swallowed. He knew Hu Yifei's combat effectiveness, so it was best not to say too much.

The two waited for another half an hour, and Lin Chen drank two more cups of coffee.

Just when she was about to get up to go to the toilet, Hu Yifei suddenly stood up and shouted happily towards the door:
"Mrs. Chen, I'm here!"

Lin Chen looked over curiously, and saw a beautiful young woman in mink fur with a lollipop in her mouth walking towards them.

Mrs. Chen came over and said apologetically:
"Sorry, I'm late. When I was about to go out, I didn't expect to get lost in my house because of the driver's diarrhea. I was delayed for more than an hour before I walked out of the house."

Lin Chen stared at Mrs. Chen dumbfounded, and said in astonishment:

"You got lost at home!? How big is your house?"

Hu Yifei pulled Lin Chen, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

"Mrs. Chen, I'm sorry. This is a new colleague of mine. He just joined the industry and can't speak. I hope you will forgive me."

Mrs. Chen waved her hand and said:

"It's okay, I've heard his words countless times, and I'm used to it."

Lin Chen and Hu Yifei looked at each other, because you, the driver, often have diarrhea, and you often get lost at home?

"Well, Mrs. Chen, let's sit down and chat first!"

Hu Yifei said with a smile.

After Mrs. Chen sat down, her eyes fell on Lin Chen.

She just kept staring, staring at Lin Chen intently.

"That Mrs. Chen, is there something on my face?"

Lin Chen touched his face and asked in confusion.

"No."

Mrs. Chen shook her head lightly.

"Then why are you staring at me all this time? I'm a showman but not a person!"

Lin Chen covered his chest with both hands, and said hastily.

Although this Mrs. Chen is very good-looking and has a good figure, but Lin Chen thinks that he is not a Cao thief and does not have that kind of habit.

Hu Yifei at the side was a little jealous. Seeing that Lin Chen was being stared at, she wanted to remind her a long time ago, but due to Mrs. Chen's identity and her performance, she didn't speak up for Lin Chen.

Mrs. Chen looked at Lin Chen with a nympho look on her face and said with a gentle smile:

"Aren't you so handsome?!"

"!!!"

Hearing Mrs. Chen's words, Lin Chen was even more worried that she might be "hidden rules" by Mrs. Chen.

So, he turned to Hu Yifei for help with his eyes.

Hu Yifei pretended not to see it, and looked down at the document in her hand.

"???"

Hu Yifei avoided her eyes, and Lin Chen was completely dumbfounded.

No wonder I skipped the interview, no wonder I bought myself a suit, it turns out...

certainly.This is just Lin Chen's own guess.

When Hu Yifei brought Lin Chen here at first, she never thought about it that way.

Just as Lin Chen wanted to explain to Mrs. Chen, she saw that Mrs. Chen, who was still looking like a nympho just now, frowned at some point.

"It's so similar! It's almost exactly the same, but a little younger."

Mrs. Chen looked at Lin Chen and said to herself.

"Mrs. Chen, do you mean that I resemble your dead husband?"

Lin Chen had read an article on the Internet before, which explained that many rich women have some hobbies.

I often find some pretty faces who are very similar to my dead husband to keep them, in order to satisfy my physical and spiritual emptiness.

"What dead husband? My husband is alive and well, and you are not like that. You are so handsome, and my husband is so ugly, how can you compare with you?"

Mrs. Chen said angrily.

Lin Chen asked cautiously:
"Then what do you mean I look alike? Am I similar to a friend you knew yourself, or a best friend or a dead husband?"

"No, you are very similar to one of my husband's business partners! I met him once before. Although he is 50 or 30 years old, he still looks like a person in his [-]s."

Mrs. Chen.

(End of this chapter)