together for a moment

However, what Zhao Yimu was worried about did not happen.If you exclude his rich inner drama that day, it can basically be said that we had a very happy conversation. The brothers and sisters of the Lin family are full of enthusiasm for buying a house. Brother Li introduced them very conscientiously and wrote down their needs one by one. He did not forget to ask Nick to contact the owner. You can check the house when you can, and then contact Zhao Yimu later.

When the two parties said goodbye, Brother Li and Nick used the Japanese style and bowed nearly ninety degrees to thank them. Zhao Yimu always felt that the style of painting was wrong. In India, Nick is free and unrestrained, and he wants to be happy in everything he does. Like a trained puppy, bowing and bowing, the once wanton smile has become so restrained, where is the light hiding?

A few days later, Nick contacted the time when he could see the house, and called to confirm with him. He originally thought that Nick would bring up the past to make friends with him, and it was difficult for him to decide whether to recognize him warmly or treat him coldly.As a result, Nick didn't mention a single word, and he said "Mr. Zhao", and he said "please", "thank you", and "okay". It was completely businesslike, and Zhao Yimu didn't know whether he should be happy or sad, maybe It feels like both.

The first house inspection was a big battle. The sister-in-law Lin Zongpei insisted on following Zhao Yimu and Xiaopei, together with Brother Li and Nick, five people inspected the house together, asking questions and expressing their opinions, from the house. We talked about everything from orientation, public proportions, layout planning to building business style evaluation and neighbor composition. Most of the questions they asked were answered by Nick. If there were incomplete parts, Brother Li would add explanations from the side. Nick took the layout diagram and was busy. I was so busy taking notes on what I needed to confirm with the owner that I couldn't even take a sip of water.

I watched the inside of the house for more than half an hour, and then went out to walk around the community. Brother Li asked everyone to sit down in the reception room of the building, and sent Nick to buy tea and drinks. Within 5 minutes, he carried a big bag Tea, juice and coffee came in, and just after they were put on the table, the cell phone sang melodious cello music, and Nick ran to the French window next to him and answered the phone with "Hello, hello".

Brother Li has already talked about the asking price of the homeowner and the real price of the recent transactions nearby, but Zhao Yimu's eyes stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and couldn't take it back.

Nick is a real estate agent?He didn't guess this, but he always felt that Nick had an artistic temperament, not square and well-behaved, like a designer or a performer.

The summer afternoon sun sifted through the treetops and fell mottled on Nick's body. Sometimes it shone on the corners of his brows, and sometimes flashed a circle around his lips. Standing there, his handsome appearance became a landscape of its own.He has a very serious expression on the phone, sometimes nodding and sometimes frowning. The other party should be a customer. I wonder if Nick is also trembling when he calls to confirm the time, just like other customers?

It's really unpleasant... Zhao Yimu clicked his tongue lightly.

"Mr. Zhao, do you think the other party's bid is too high?" Brother Li keenly received the "tsk", fearing that Zhao Yimu would be dissatisfied with the price, he quickly explained: "It's okay, it's like this, some homeowners like to raise the price for others. Cut it, if you really like it, make an offer and we'll talk!"

Zhao Yimu didn't listen at all just now, so how could he offer a price, he turned his head and pointed to someone casually: "I like this one very much, but I don't know if it's good or bad without going through everything. I want to see a few more before deciding. Are there other objects of the same type?"

Nick came back after talking on the phone, saw Brother Li rummaging through the data, hurriedly said what he was looking for, and I came to find it, squatting on the low table in front of Zhao Yimu and working hard.

Sitting on the sofa behind Nick, Zhao Yimu saw beads of sweat glistening on the corners of his side face and forehead, and the tip of his tongue moistened his lips back and forth. Without holding back, he stretched out his hand and pulled him to sit beside him, and took a bottle of water into his hand Li said, "Take a break and drink some water."

These words were not too loud and had a bit of an orderly tone. Brother Li, who was originally talking, was interrupted, and he forgot where he was talking, and the other people present were also stunned.

"It's okay, I'm not thirsty, you go ahead." Nick smiled, and slipped back to the table to flip through the files.

"Mr. Zhao is so caring, and he knows how to take care of the people around him. Lawyer Lin, your sister is blessed!" Brother Li was very good at speaking. He praised Zhao Yimu to Lin Zongpei and at the same time made Xiaopei proud.

"You don't know Yi Mu, he is not a considerate and warm man!" Lin Zongpei said mercilessly to his old classmates, "We are afraid that he will be the team leader when we do homework in groups in the university. If you don't make the progress, you are not allowed to eat. The iron-blooded style is ruthless Cold-blooded."

"I'm pursuing efficiency and working attitude," Zhao Yimu cast a glance at Nick, and said, "If you are as serious as...Xiao Du, and you don't even take a sip of water, I will also sympathize with you."

"Xiao Du, it seems that Mr. Zhao appreciates you. You will be in charge of this case, and I will assist you." Brother Li squeezed Nick's shoulder with high hopes.

"Okay," Nick turned his head to look at Zhao Yimu, with the corners of his mouth drawn to both sides, as if smiling, "Mr. Zhao, it's my pleasure to serve you."

Happy fart, you don't smile like this at all when you are happy, Zhao Yimu cursed in his heart.

Afterwards, he looked at several rooms one after another. Zhao Yimu found that house inspections were a very tiring task. It was inconvenient to be busy with work on weekdays, and house inspections became his main activity on weekends.In fact, it’s the same for everything you buy. The more you look at, the more you will know. The more you know, the more your desire will increase. If you want a large space with a high floor and a good view, the layout is square and facing south. It is best to have windows in every room. Going out should not be too close to the next door, there must be a flat parking space, and most importantly, it should not be too expensive, and you may not be able to choose a good one in Wanzhong.

Zhao Yimu found that the way to solve many things in the world is to "make do with it", cut and delete from the ideal type, and just meet one or two standards. This is the case when choosing a house, and the same is true when choosing a wife. Xiao Pei is very good, but it is definitely not his. Ideal type, as for his ideal type, Zhao Yimu suddenly found that he couldn't tell.

Lin Zongpei followed him for the first time, and Zhao Yimu sternly refused to follow Lin Zongpei again, and asked him to go home to accompany Ke Kezhen.In addition, Brother Li seldom showed up after handing over the case to Nick. Nick took him to see the house with Xiaopei. There was only one time when Nick was unable to keep up with something. Brother Li came to support, and half of Brother Li took over A phone call: "...Don't rush over here today, go back and sleep... How can you make money when your body is broken...Okay...I know...Go to rest."

"It's Xiao Du?" Zhao Yimu couldn't help asking when he saw Brother Li frowning, shaking his head and sighing when he hung up the phone.

"Yeah, this kid can't sleep for four hours a day to make money, and he has a cold and has to watch the house all day. Now his voice is like broken copper and iron. It's unbearable...listen." Brother Li said.

"Is he short of money?" Zhao Yimu asked again.

"The family is in debt and my mother is sick. The pressure is quite high," Brother Li sighed, "Poor child."

Zhao Yimu remembered when Nick had a stomachache in Varanasi, and he answered the phone several times with a serious expression. Later, he asked Nick, and Nick also said that something happened at home.

He still wanted to know more, but Xiaopei had brought the topic back to the house, and asked, "This house must be very hot in summer on the top floor?"

Forget it, have a chance to ask Nick in person

Typhoons came frequently at the end of August this year, and the Meteorological Bureau issued an alert shortly after the first one left in line. After noon on Saturday, it started to blow wind and rain, and a good holiday was ruined.For grandma’s birthday these few days, Tang Qing went back to her parents’ house for a few days. Zhao Yimu bought food and rented a film to avoid the typhoon at home, but he made an appointment to see the house in the afternoon. Sound, I really don't want to go out.

He called Xiaopei to see if he wanted to reschedule, but Xiaopei immediately refused: "This house is a new house that will be built soon. The location is good, the school district is good, and the transportation is convenient. When the construction project was launched, it was sold out immediately. It was finally released." If you don’t look at it today, it might be snatched away next week, so let’s go.”

"Well, do you need me to pick you up? It's raining so hard." Zhao Yimu asked.

"No, I'm in the dentist's office. I said earlier that I will have my wisdom teeth pulled out today. Did you forget?" There was some noise around Xiaopei, "The customer in front was delayed. I don't know when it will be my turn. You go first. After I finish Take a taxi there."

Zhao Yimu really forgot, and quickly took this issue with a guilty conscience, "Okay, be careful, the wind and rain are getting heavier, I'll go there first, and call me when you arrive."

When Zhao Yimu drove out, it was really raining, and the windshield wipers could not give a clear line of sight even with the fastest speed. He drove carefully, and when he arrived at the viewing place, he was already 15 minutes later than the agreed time.

The construction project has not yet been handed over and no one has moved in. Zhao Yimu threw the car to the open space in front of the door and hurried into the reception hall. From a distance, he saw Nick sitting on the sofa with a straight back.

He walked over quickly, his shoes rattled on the floor, and wanted to apologize for being late, but when he came up to him, he found that Nick had just fallen asleep with his head down.

"..." Zhao Yimu hesitated for a while, then sat down beside him slowly and silently, Nick dozed off and nodded, paused, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

How tired are you?Is it comfortable to sleep like this?Wouldn't it be better to lean on something to sleep?

Zhao Yimu was still hesitating whether to wake him up, the phone in his pocket came out with a special melody for Xiaopei's call.

"Hello?" Zhao Yimu jumped up as if his butt was electrocuted, and ran to the side with his mobile phone to pick it up.

"Hey, can you hear me?" Xiao Pei said.

"Well, I just arrived at the viewing place," Zhao Yimu lowered his voice and looked around, "Have you arrived yet? I didn't see you."

"I might not be able to go," Xiaopei sounded regretful, "There are still two people who are going to be my turn, you can see first, if it's good, you can talk about the price first, I believe you."

"Okay," Zhao Yimu saw that Nick had woken up and was stretching, and he spoke in a normal voice: "Then let me take a look first and take some photos for your reference."

Zhao Yimu picked up the line and walked back. Nick had already taken the information and stood upright waiting for him: "Mr. Zhao, do you want to wait for Mrs. Zhao? Let's start first."

"She won't be here today, and she's not Mrs. Zhao," Zhao Yimu stared at Nick, frowning and asked, "Are you still cold? Your voice is hoarse, and your eyes are bloodshot."

Nick was taken aback, laughed dryly, and said, "Too much talking and wearing contact lenses for too long, it doesn't matter. Let's go upstairs. Today is a typhoon day, and all the guests who made an appointment to view the house in the future have been cancelled. You can take your time." When the elevator door opened, Nick made a gesture of "please", which made Zhao Yimu feel awkward.

"After looking at these few houses, which one does Mr. Zhao prefer?" Nick asked him as the elevator slowly ascended.

Can you stop calling me Mr. Zhao?

It's strange to think that at first he was afraid that Nick would reveal his past in India, so he had better pretend he didn't know him, but when Nick really regarded him as a client, he felt very depressed.

"I haven't made up my mind yet." He replied coldly.

"Well, what about your fiancée, which one does she like?" Nick asked again.

"She's not my fiancée yet." Zhao Yimu answered the wrong question.

Nick smiled and said nothing more.

The elevator door opened, and as soon as Nick stepped out of the elevator, he began to introduce: "This building is relatively simple with two households on the first floor. You need a sensor card to enter and exit the elevator. It is a hotel style..."

"This introduction is like listening to a guide..." Nick was interrupted by Zhao Yimu who was still standing in the elevator.

"Huh?" Nick turned to look at him, but didn't react.

"Don't you always say that the brief introduction I carry when I go to the attractions is like a tour guide?" Zhao Yimu came out and stood in front of him, sighing and said, "Nick, can we stop talking like that?"

"Otherwise, how should we talk?" Nick raised his eyebrows, and said with a playful and sly smile on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Owen, please buy a house, you are short of performance!"

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I wrote the next chapter yesterday and felt quite sad...