National Tide 1980

Of course, maybe the landlord is too unkind, which is also an uncomfortable problem.

For example, just now Ning Weimin and the others entered the row of back-seat rooms that they wanted to convert into front-facing rooms.

Because she felt that the room was too dark, Zhang Shihui easily pulled away the light cord.

As a result, such a natural move actually provoked "Zhang Dashao" to scold him.

"Why are you turning on the light? I can see it even with my dim eyesight, but can't you? You haven't rented this room yet, so don't charge me for electricity, okay?"

This bad attitude not only made Zhang Shihui blush on the spot, but even Bian Jiangong couldn't stand it.

"Hey, Master Zhang, I really belong to you! You don't even let the light go? The electric meter only counts 16 cents per digit. You...are you too much?"

"What's wrong? From what you're saying, you think the electricity bill is cheap and you want to pay it for me? That's fine, let's go."

Well, "Zhang Dashao" just said it casually and pushed it into the Bian Jiangong lung tube.

Who is a seven-foot-tall man who wants to show off his face and stand up to this?

So out of anger, he "opened up his spoon" for the sake of being humble.

Bian Jiangong actually took out two cents from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Master Zhang, this is your one-word electricity bill. Don't look for it."

I didn’t expect that “Zhang Dashao” would not hesitate to do that.

Not only does it stick in your pocket when you pick it up, but it also has to be cheap and good.

"It would be great if you were so sensible earlier. You have to be beaten..."

Listen to this nonsense, the old guy really makes people angry to death, which makes him shameless and invincible.

Not to mention, Ning Weimin and the others had just finished a brief tour of the small courtyard.

Following this, "Zhang Dashao" urged him impatiently.

"What's the matter? I've seen everything that needs to be seen, and has wandered around with everything that needs to be seen. What do you think? Tell me something sweet. Should I rent? If not, I'll find someone else. What's the price for renting? Say it quickly."

But this time, Bian Jiangong was completely ashamed.

How does this look like the attitude you should have when talking about things?

It was as if he wanted to kick people out.

He never expected that "Zhang Dashao" could be so insincere, and he really regretted bringing Ning Weimin and the others today.

So although Ning Weimin and Zhang Shihui were okay, Bian Jiangong was a bit embarrassed as the middleman.

He was so angry that he suddenly forgot what he had just told others not to offend "Zhang Dashao", and couldn't help but ask questions.

"I said, Master Zhang, isn't this right? You have to make a reservation right after you see the house? You have to give it time to think about it, right? What's more, even if you make a reservation right away, we still have to discuss the price, right?"

"I don't understand. How did we offend you? You are so disgusted with us. Well, we don't have a good face when you hit us today. Is it so difficult for you to give us a smile? We are not thieves! I don’t owe you any money either!”

"Do you want to rent out the house? Then you'd better be polite to us. As the old saying goes, kindness makes money. Is it possible that I have to be angry when I rent a house from you? With your current attitude, who would dare to rent from you? room?"

Bian Jiangong said this so happily that all the depression he had been holding in his heart for a long time suddenly came out.

But to "Zhang Dashao", it was a provocation full of hostility. With his bad temper, how could he not be impatient?

"Oh, boy, are you still picking on me? Okay, let's talk about this!"

As expected, "Zhang Dashao" then sneered and launched a fierce counterattack.

"What's wrong with my attitude? I still don't understand. Are you here to see my smiling face, or are you here to rent a house? Do you want me to be polite to you? What's wrong with me charging you a ticket, and I have to sell my smile to you?" look?"

"What's wrong with me urging you? That's right. My house is just sitting here. It's obvious. Today I specially set aside time to wait for you to come and see the house. This is my sincerity. Are we going to change it? You guys? Where is your sincerity reflected?"

"Oh, is it reflected in the fact that you guys are wandering around my house like a park? It is reflected in how you judge and find faults in my house? Are you still making money by being friendly? I am not a businessman, I just want to be straightforward. So happy."

"Come on, I probably saw it too. You guys didn't like my room, otherwise you wouldn't have said this. Boy, don't be so full of complaints, you're not happy about it. Okay, that one Don’t say any more words, we’ll stop here today, please do as you please. I won’t send you far away.”

Good guy, this "Zhang Dashao" is called Yi Gese.

Not only did he throw Bian Jiangong back with a few words, but he also really started to chase people away.

Bian Jiangong was so embarrassed, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was so angry that he had never felt so aggrieved before.

People say it's easier said than done, and now he really understands it.

He clearly came prepared in advance and planned to swallow his anger. He even specifically told Ning Weimin and Zhang Shihui to do so.

But when things came to a head, he couldn't bear to see the bad behavior of "Zhang Dashao", and he could hardly hold back his anger.

"I said Master Zhang, we have to act according to our conscience, relying on our elders and selling our elders..."

Before he could finish speaking, "Zhang Dashao" became angry.

"Go away! I want to make peace with you, but I can't, right?"

As he watched Bian Jiangong, his veins popped up and his eyes widened with anger.

Zhang Shihui was really afraid that something would happen, so she pulled him away without any explanation.

"No, no, just say a few words. Brother, it won't happen, it won't happen, let's go, let's go."

But what was even more surprising was Ning Weimin, when "Zhang Dashao"'s angry eyes turned to him again.

He wasn't angry, didn't look embarrassed, not even a little bit embarrassed.

On the contrary, he smiled happily and actually said, "Master Zhang, that's almost it. Just don't talk about 'burning' them. In this matter, they are actually doing me a favor. The beating you just did was... Wrong direction."

Looking back, Ning Weimin stopped Zhang Shihui and Bian Jiangong who were about to leave.

"Okay, okay, you two come back. Master Zhang actually doesn't mean any harm, he's just teasing us."

In this way, Zhang Shihui and Bian Jiangong were completely confused.

Even "Zhang Dashao" opened his eyes wide and looked at Ning Weimin again with confusion.

"Hey, you have the final say?"

"Hey, I have the final say."

"You really don't plan to leave? Do you insist on renting my room?"

"I'm not leaving. I'll rent your room."

"My house is valuable, don't try to take advantage of me..."

Ning Weimin smiled calmly again.

"Of course, I know this very well. Otherwise, you wouldn't have such a tough attitude and use a killing stick on us as soon as you came to attack us."

"Didn't you make everything clear in what you just said? It depends on our sincerity. I can tell you that we are sincere enough. We are the kind of people you are looking for who are willing to spend a few extra dollars and really want to rent your house."

"I understand better that you urged us to talk right away. This is the best opportunity for us to close a deal. If I really leave like this, I will be betraying your good intentions. It won't be troublesome to come back when I go back." He said, I'm afraid the price will be even higher."

"So, I am sincerely waiting for you to give me an offer. If the negotiation is successful, it will obviously be a good deal for you and me..."