Fortress of Ten Thousand Races in the Badlands of the World

Chapter 238

Sheng Fang glanced at Yan Yan coldly, and an oppressive aura emanating from the inside out approached Yan Yan.

Cold sweat broke out on Yan Yan's forehead.

After a few breaths of effort, he begged for mercy: "Oh, I listen to me, I will go out with you right away!"

So Yanyan followed Shengfang to a street near the men's camp.

After asking several companies in a row, they all said that there is no house for rent.

In the end, I had no choice but to find an intermediary, a cancer in the industry.

The job that Shengfang hates the most is being an intermediary.

Whether it is a real estate agency or a human agency.

Or other types of intermediaries.

Disgust from the heart.

Especially real estate agents.

Eat buyers and eat sellers.

Monopoly information on renting and buying houses to make money with poor information.

Of course, the normal information gap is understandable, but the current intermediary is forcibly creating information gaps.

It is absolutely not allowed for private landlords to rent out their own houses, just post advertisements, or post their own contact information.

In this way, those who rent or buy a house can only contact the intermediary no matter how they contact.

That's the bad thing about intermediaries.

It is an overestimation to say that intermediaries are a cancer in the industry.

They don't provide any services, just sit and get a month's rent.

It's all over.

Regarding the intermediary's complaints, Shengfang couldn't finish talking for a few days.

Federal intermediaries today are everywhere, everywhere.Shengfang finds a left-hand agent.

A small facade, you enter the bar, and there are three computers on the bar.

An intermediary in a suit and leather shoes sat.

Upon closer inspection, there is actually some strength.

Sixth level martial artist?

Sure enough, as expected of Nancheng, even ordinary office workers have such strength.

Shengfang couldn't help but think highly of Nancheng.

"Rent and buy a house?" Seeing Sheng Fang and Yan Yan push the door in.

The young intermediary inside didn't even raise his head, so he asked.

When Sheng Fang heard the words, his face was a little displeased, but he still didn't explode.

Because there is still no need to go to war over a little thing.

"Rent a house!" Sheng Fang said lightly.

"Oh." This time the man was even more impatient and said with great disdain.

It seems that they look down on the two of them very much.

But it is.

Compared with renting a house, buying a house must make the intermediary earn more.

How much can I rent a house for a month?

And not all intermediaries can get it.

Most of them are for stores.

"What's your attitude? We're here to rent a house! Don't you want to introduce it to us?" Shengfang hasn't said anything yet, but Yanyan can't hold it anymore!

Why didn't I find the intermediary to be so arrogant before?

If I knew it, I would have come here for a walk.

Treat these guys well!How did Yan Yan grow up?

When did someone ignore her so much?

Who knew that the intermediary would not be disturbed at all when he heard Yan Yan's words with a lot of emotion.

He just raised his eyelids and took a look at Yanyan, then said: "What are you yelling at? Look at it yourself, it's all on here! If you want to rent that room, just pay!" He said and handed over a picture book.

There is no cover for the album, and when you open the album, there are photos of houses for rent.

I looked through a dozen or so and didn't find anything satisfactory.

What the hell.

Either too out of the way or too rubbish.

You don't even have a bed, why can't you buy another bed?
It's not realistic either!
Not only garbage, but also expensive!

The cheapest room costs more than 3000 contribution points a month!It's too outrageous!

Yan Yan watched and shook her head.

At the same time, she was very depressed.

I don't think I will live in these dilapidated houses in the future, right?
This is too bad!
I don't want it!

I do not want!
But he dared not speak out at all.

Because if you say it, Shengfang will definitely say it about her.

Now in Yan Yan's heart, Sheng Fang is her number one enemy and the person she fears the most.

This ranking is even higher than her father.

If Sheng Fang knows, he doesn't know whether to say happy or unhappy!
After browsing for a while, the intermediary was a little impatient.

"Whether you like it or not, there are only so many, just decide if you like it!"

Shengfang was also very unhappy at this time, glanced at the nameplate on the chest of the intermediary, and said: "What are you in a hurry? Don't do it if you don't want to do it!"

Liu Haitao?
It's his name!

Bloom remembers.

He decided to deal with him this time with the means of a civilized man,
Shengfang finally found a similar house, a two-bedroom house.

Just next to Nanning Street, a small apartment.

Everything should be there.

The price is a bit expensive.

Four thousand and eight contribution points a month.

This month's rent can control my life for three months before!

Sheng complained fiercely in his heart.

However, the black gold card sent by the emperor should be rich, right?

You can't just send an empty card, right?
"Are you sure? That's it?" Liu Haitao asked.

"Yeah, sure, call the landlord over!" Sheng Fang nodded for confirmation.

"No, isn't this where I live? Don't you have to ask me. Why did you just make such a decision?" Yan Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong, why didn't he ask his own opinion?
Why did you decide so?

But when he raised his head and saw the bright eyes, all the words in his stomach retracted.

Let's not talk about it.

As long as you can live there.

Yan Yan felt that she was being tortured by the Great Demon King.

After arriving at the rented house, Shengfang sat on the sofa and said slowly.

"What about you, go to sleep every night, go to find me every morning! I will arrange tasks for you!"

"Mission? No, right? What kind of mission?" Yanyan resisted in a low voice, somewhat helplessly.

"This is not your business!"

Yan Yan: "..."

"By the way, what is your talent?"

Sheng Fang asked.

Yan Yan heard this and thought about it.

Shall I tell him?
This big devil.

But seeing what my father told me, it seems that I can believe him!

Yan Yan glanced in the direction of Sheng Fang, and after confirming that Sheng Fang was not angry, he slowly said: "My talent is a natural space!"

Sheng Fang was surprised when he heard the words.

Natural space?

Does anyone else have this talent naturally?
"Space? How big is it?" Sheng Fang asked curiously.

Yan Yan said slowly: "About two or three cubic meters!"

Sheng Fang's eyes are dignified, this talent is a bit against the sky.

How much does this have to hold?
"Then how did you steal my sword?"

Sheng Fang asked.

Then Yan Yan said with some embarrassment: "Well, my space can be opened directly within the atmosphere of ten meters around me!"

what?
The corner of Shengfang's mouth twitched violently.

This is outrageous.

This is really a talent born for thieves!

Sheng Fang nodded, and then said: "What about my sword? Why did you come to steal my sword?

Yanyan said hesitantly: "Because someone told me that you are very powerful and no one can steal anything from you."

"The words of the sword were taken away by them."

Sure enough, it was about the same as what Sheng Fang guessed.

This sword probably won't come back.

(End of this chapter)