My Death God Roommate

"Hey."

"Murong, I am eating hot pot here in the afternoon. Would you like to come?"

"No."

"My sister Tongtong said, you can eat whatever you want and want to treat you to a meal."

"why?"

"I have been in your house for so long, I want to thank you."

"I took it. You are the roommate I hired. She just stayed for a few days, nothing."

...

"I am very busy decorating shops and building fire escapes these days... Thanks."

"okay, I get it."

Sang Tong glanced at Sang Yu. He was happily just now, and he fainted after making a call. He said in his heart: "Mu Rong can't come?"

Sang Yu let out a dull "Um": "She said she took it to her, but she won't come over if she's busy recently."

"Oh? What is she up to?"

"The shop is decorated and fire escapes are built."

Sang Tong nodded: "Forget it, you and Su Sifang will go out to buy groceries, and let her carry them for you. In the afternoon, we will eat hot pot as usual. By the way, we will buy a small pot back and let Su Sifang cook the vegetables separately."

"it is good."

After the two left, Sang Tong made a call: "Transfer me to the Sanyang Fire Command Center, the commander-in-chief's office..."

In the next few days, Sang Yu "ran into" Mu Rong from time to time, and successively took back all the things she had "dropped" at Mu Rong's house.

The process lasted for a month, and Sang Yu no longer had any reason to "visit" Mu Rong.

On this day, Mu Rong invited firefighters to check and accept the safe passage.

The two team members took out the ruler and measured it in Mu Rong's shop for a long time: "The fire escape is unqualified and cannot be opened. Continue to rectify."

"I built it in accordance with the specifications inquired before. May I ask where it failed?"

The two looked at each other, and one of them replied: "The sign for the safe passage is not on."

"Is it right? I hang up the sign and it can be opened."

"Rectify it first, we will come again if we make it, and we can only open it if it is qualified."

"okay, I get it."

Mu Rong had no doubt about him, so he turned on the computer that he hadn't used for a long time and ordered a few special safety signs for fire exits.

After the goods arrived, she personally installed the sign and dialed the traffic police team again.

The fire commissioner arrived soon, and, like last time, took a ruler to take a measurement in Murong's shop, and checked the fire escape.

"Where's the floor plan of your store?"

"This shop is added together, including the backyard and warehouse. It is less than 300 square meters. Only the front door is allowed to enter and exit. The back door is for employees. It is connected to the small yard. Do you need a floor plan?"

"Are you a business place?"

"Yes."

"It's necessary for business premises!"

...

"Re-rectify, post the plan diagram, and then contact the team."

"it is good."

The firefighters drove away again...

Mu Rong sighed lightly, and after riding a bicycle for forty minutes, he hired a painter in the furniture market to draw a floor plan for himself, which was printed in plastic and hung in a prominent place in the shop.

The firefighters visited for the third time...

After measuring it in Mu Rong's shop: "We just calculated the area of ​​your shop. It is more than 300 square meters. One fire exit is not enough, so we have to build another one."

"The backyard also counts as an area?"

"Forget it!"

"The lawn also counts?"

"...Yes, rectify it, follow the previous specifications, and build a fire exit at the back door."

...

Two firefighters walked far away, and one of them said: "Old Wu, I think this little girl is pretty good, who did you say she offended?"

"How do I know? Anyway, a dead order was given to prevent this shop from opening. What can we do? Keep looking for the difference."

"Hey... If someone builds another fire exit, what else can we say? This is too much. Thanks to this little girl's good temper, if you are in a hurry, go and sue us. Tell me about it!"

"Next time? Next time? I won't come next time. Whoever loves to come, I'm so embarrassed to make things difficult for the little girl. Bullying is not so bullying. You see how good this girl is. I have never quarreled with us. I'm so embarrassed to just do whatever you want."

"Why don't we react to the above..."

"Go back to the team and talk about it."

Sang Tong was reading in the living room when the phone rang, "Hello?"

"Leader, I am the captain of the fire brigade, and I want to respond to you..."

Sang Tong quietly listened to what the other party said, and couldn't help but laugh out: "Next time she finds you again, let her open."

The other party is amnesty: "Okay, thank you leader."

Sang Tong hung up the phone and was still smiling. The fire captain reported Mu Rong's reactions several times intact.

Unexpectedly, there are such honest people in the underworld. They don't ask for specific reasons, don't pay bribes, don't complain, and follow the rules to the point where they don't know how to work.

After thinking about it, the smile on Sang Tong's face disappeared, and his mood became heavy: This also means: Mu Rong is extremely difficult to win.

This person not only regards the rules as fate, but also lacks the emotion of a normal person.

From a certain perspective, this is very similar to Su Sifang. The difference is that Su Sifang's tolerance comes from detachment and compassion, while Murong's "tolerance" comes from indifference in his bones.

Seeing through life and death, she is also a bad identity, everything in this world, there are too few things that can touch her.

Sang Tong's fingers moved rhythmically like waves, and his four fingertips hit the coffee table at once.

There were waves of crisp "clicks".

She thought for a long time, got up and went out, knocking on the door of 403.

Sang Yu heard the knock on the door, put down the drawing board, and trot all the way to the door.

"Sister Tongtong, what are you doing?"

"I have something to look for with Mu Rong. I don't seem to be at home. Do you know where she went?"

Sang Yu replied without hesitation: "It should be in the store!"

Looking at such Sang Yu, Sang Tong, who had already thought of a plan, fell into hesitation and weighed it for a long time: "Then I will go to her shop."

"me and you together!"

"Let's go."

...

"Murong!"

Mu Rong was discussing the drawings with the foreman of the construction team. Hearing Sang Yu's voice, he turned his head: "Why are you here?"

"I am looking for something to do with you, can I take a step to speak?"

"Come to the backyard."

...

"what's up?"

"I'm going to open a Fengshui shop in Shanyang City. After looking at it for a few days, I think your location is the best."

Seeing that Mu Rong was silent, Sang Tong continued: "Look, you are so close to the only funeral center. There must be a lot of people who need to see the feng shui of the cemetery, and it is also close to my house. I wonder if you would like to divide the shop. Give me half? The price is easy."

"Not willing."

Sang Tong smiled, looked at Mu Rong's eyes, and suddenly asked: "How long have you not seen your mother?"

Sure enough, a hint of displeasure flashed across Mu Rong's always cold face: "What's your business?"

"You give me half of the shop, and I let you see your mother, how about?"

"Impossible, my mother... always impossible."

"In Tiewei Mountain, right?"

Mu Rong pursed his mouth and didn't speak, and sullen gleamed in his deep eyes.

"This year's Zhongyuan Festival, I will definitely fulfill my promise."

When Sang Tong finished speaking, he raised his chin, as if he was confident in his victory.

Mu Rong thought for a while, and softened his tone: "I'm afraid that it will be a few days later. My shop is not qualified for fire protection and cannot be opened for the time being."

The corners of Sang Tong's mouth trembled, and he forcibly held back his smile, asking in his heart: Does this person have no doubt that someone is secretly stalking?

"What is the reason for the disqualification?"

"The area is more than 300 square meters, and two fire exits are required."

"This is easy to handle. If you allocate half of the shop to me, isn't it less than 300 square meters?"

...

According to Sang Tong's suggestion, the shop could indeed be reopened.

The happiest thing is Sang Yu. When the shop was renovating, she would help in the store every day. After the store opened, she volunteered to help in Sang Tong's shop.

Sang Tong couldn't help her, knowing what she was thinking in her heart, she had to agree.

In this way, Mu Rong's Zhazhi Shop was divided into two, and two plaques were hung on the door. On the left is "Feng Shui Zhai" and the right is "Zhazhi Shop."

Sang Tong's "didn't be troublesome" shop did not divide the interior, and the two shops accounted for half of each. In this way, the fire inspection was still "qualified".

In a blink of an eye, it was April, and the northeast was also the season when the grass grew and the warbler flew, and everything recovered.

Mu Rong's business has always been booming, after all, there is no shortage of dead people in this world.

On Sangtong's side, the business was extremely deserted.

It's not that there are no guests, but when they see Sang Tong's young face, they hesitate to leave.

Sang Tong didn't care about this, and he still happily came to work every day and Mu Rong got off work at the same time, never absent.

On this day, a group of "special" guests came to Murong's shop.

Two middle-aged couples, with two young people, a man and a woman, one of the couple looked very sad. The woman was held by her husband and sobbed.

The other couple's faces were a bit embarrassed.

"Boss, is the boss here?"

"Please wait a moment." Sang Yu, who served as a young lady and a volunteer for tea tea, ran to the backyard and called Mu Rong.

"I'm the boss, how many people need something?"

"That's it. Our daughter has passed away. She is twenty-five years old this year. What do we need for funeral? Give us a set of the best, which must be glorious."

"I presume to ask, is it a normal death?"

When the voice fell, the middle-aged woman who had been sobbing changed to howling and crying: "My daughter, why is your life so bitter? The wedding is about to be held on May 1st. How can an accident happen if you take a wedding photo! How does mother live..."

The author has something to say: I heard that there is a day difference between the North and the South? I wish my friends in the south a happy new year~

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