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But since they came to rent a house, although the two were familiar with each other, they came with their own purposes after all.

Therefore, Dong Wenjie has to follow his own interests.

"This set is not bad, but the sound insulation effect is good, and how is the lighting, will it be very dark?"

"Hanhan, how much is the rent for your two-bedroom apartment?"

Dong Wenjie's family owns a nice house elsewhere. Now that they see the house in Shuxiang Yayuan, their home is still more fragrant.

But considering that this is the city center or the school district, the rent is definitely not cheap. Dong Wenjie's primary concern is the rent.

Let's see if Jiang Han can give him a satisfactory price.

Jiang Han glanced at Dong Wenjie and smiled.

Sometimes favors are favored, and accounts need to be clear, and when it comes to interests, it is inevitable to discuss.

The purpose of Dong Wenjie's words is nothing more than to lower the price.

Jiang Han knew it well, and at the same time, Xiao Jiujiu rose in his heart.

Aunt Wenjie, we are so familiar with each other, what price should I put down? Isn't it better for me.

Don't talk about renting, let you live for free.

cough cough...

"The monthly rent is [-] yuan. If you want Aunt Wenjie, just give me [-] yuan."

"As for the sound insulation and lighting, I can change it for you if you need it. In fact, I'm used to living alone, and I don't dare to do anything else. I don't care about running the water pipe, repairing the faucet, and changing the light bulb."

"Also, if Aunt Wenjie feels crowded, you can go to my place to eat, as long as Auntie makes me something delicious."

Dong Wenjie, who listened to Jiang Han's indifferent words, rolled her eyes and wanted to cook something delicious for you.

beautiful you.

But Dong Wenjie thought about it, and if it was [-], the price was already very affordable.

She once asked Song Qian that the price of Shuxiang Yayuan was at least [-] yuan.

Now that I can win it at the price of [-], it is all because of my own understanding of Jiang Han.

It's so cheap, what else do you need a bike for?

Just when Dong Wenjie was lost in thought, Jiang Han only felt that there was a gaze staring at him.

That look was still weird.

Jiang Han looked back, who else could this person be besides an intermediary.

The male agent stared at Jiang Han and presented him with a wretched smile.

It seems that this guy heard what he just said clearly.

All are men.

Why can't I hear what Jiang Han said just now.

I thought this handsome guy was a relative of his client, but I didn't expect it to be the old king next door to her!

Jiang Han glanced back.

Nonsense, my surname is Jiang, don't think blindly.

"Hanhan, what's the matter with you?" Dong Wenjie, who had already considered renting it out, asked with some doubts when she saw Jiang Han and the male agent staring at him.

"Hehe, it's okay, this is his first order. He is afraid that the business will not be completed, so I am comforting him." Jiang Han smiled and explained.

Agent: "Hehe, you are the boss and you have the final say."

Seeing that Dong Wenjie had made up her mind, the intermediary stopped messing around with Jiang Han, and said, "I wonder if you have thought about it, Miss Dong. In fact, many people have already contacted me about this house. If You haven't thought about it yet, I can only accept others to see the house."

An intermediary is indeed an intermediary.

Under his words, Dong Wenjie quickly stopped thinking about it.

She herself is impatient, and now that she has a good house, of course she must seize it in time.

Dong Wenjie looked at Jiang Han and immediately made up her mind.

"Well, just this one, I don't have to worry about Hanhan here." Dong Wenjie gently rubbed Jiang Han's head and said indulgently.

"Okay, then we'll sign the contract if it's confirmed." With Jiang Han's permission, the intermediary quickly took out the paper contract from the bag.

There are no excessive requirements for the contract, Dong Wenjie glanced at it and was ready to sign it.

But then she thought of something else.

Dong Wenjie looked at Jiang Han and said a little embarrassedly: "Han Han, how do you pay the rent here?"

"Annual payment, deposit one pay one?"

"What's the matter, Aunt Wenjie, are you having a hard time?" Jiang Han asked Dong Wenjie with a glance.

Logically speaking, Dong Wenjie, as the deputy financial director, must have a monthly salary of [-] to [-] yuan, and a few thousand yuan in the radius can be ignored, but at least he can live a casual life.

Why does this woman hesitate again?

"Well...you may not know the situation of aunt's house. I bought a house a few years ago, and I have to repay the mortgage every month, so if it is an annual payment, I may not be able to pay so much." Dong Wenjie's voice became even lower.

Originally, this took a lot of advantage in Jianghan, but now they are still talking about conditions.

This made Dong Wenjie feel very embarrassed.

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"Well……"

"Then pay monthly, pay one by one."

Jiang Han couldn't be more familiar with the conditions at Dong Wenjie's house, and he could understand it.

It's just that I feel bad for this woman.

Although he is so capable, he is dragged down by the useless man Fang Yuan.

In addition, Lin Leier will come later.

Even more burden on Dong Wenjie's shoulders.

"Is it really okay, Hanhan?"

Seeing Jiang Han so refreshing, Dong Wenjie felt a little sorry.

The more Jiang Han is like this, the more Dong Wenjie feels guilty about this child.

But the situation at home was helpless, and Dong Wenjie had no practical solution except for feeling guilty.

Dong Wenjie only knew that she must take good care of this child in the future!

After sitting in the newly rented house for a while, Dong Wenjie left.

But when he left, his hair was a little messy.

After a busy morning, Dong Wenjie drove back to her home.

Fang Yifan was sitting on his bed holding his mobile phone, looking at the screen intently.

"There is someone in the grass, throw a grenade in it."

"Tsk, where are you throwing it, doesn't this reveal my position?"

"Save me save me!"

Fang Yifan kept shouting, completely unaware that Dong Wenjie had come to him.

Looking at her son's obsession with games, he didn't feel any sense of urgency in his senior year. Dong Wenjie only felt a little sad.

There is a saying: people who are poor at least can't be poor.

But Fang Yifan came upside down.

Look at Qiao Yingzi, look at Huang Zhitao, and look at Wang Yidi.

Which of them is not the rich owner of the family.

People are beautiful, kind-hearted, and sensible. The key is to study well. Which exam is not the first or the second.

Although Wang Yidi's grades are not good, he is at least sensible.

Looking at Jiang Han, he takes care of himself alone, manages his life and study neatly, relaxes and orderly, and acts maturely and responsibly.

The same children are seventeen or eighteen years old, why is the gap so big.

"Ugh……"

She sighed deeply, glanced at Fang Yifan, and her heart burst with anger.

Almost all of them are working hard for the third year of high school and reviewing intensely, and he is.

Still playing!

So Dong Wenjie grabbed Fang Yifan's phone and threw it aside.

Fang Yifan is the kind of person who loves to play and eat. He is watching the enemy situation for his teammates, and his mobile phone is gone.

He got angry right away and looked up quickly.

However, he found that Dong Wenjie was staring at him with a gloomy face.

Fang Yifan felt bad for a while, so he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to make any more gestures.

"Mom, you...you're back."

"How's the house going?"

Fang Yifan heard that Dong Wenjie went to find Song Qian to play, and asked about renting a house. He thought he would be back in the afternoon, but he was standing by his side.

He was staring at himself with a gloomy expression on his face, which was terrifying.

Fang Yifan hurriedly changed the subject.