together for a moment

As soon as Zhao Yimu heard that brother Owen and saw that ruffian smile, his depression for several days disappeared in an instant.

"It's much more comfortable this way. Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao made me uncomfortable all day long." Zhao Yimu followed him into the room to see, "To be honest, I never thought that you are a real estate agent."

"You never thought you'd meet me again, did you? You looked like you saw a ghost that day," Nick clicked his tongue, "I can't help but want to scare you."

"..." Zhao Yimu wanted to refute but couldn't find an excuse, so he had to admit, "I really didn't expect to meet again, and it was that kind of occasion... It feels like a character in a fairy tale suddenly ran into the real world."

"But don't worry, as long as you buy the house, brother Nick will return to the fairy tale again." It will not disturb his life.

Nick took him for a walk around the room, and his voice was low and hoarse, sometimes broken, "Back to the topic, let me introduce this room, and you can ask questions if you have any questions while listening."

Nick cleared his throat and said: "This object is a star product recommended by the well-known domestic construction company Deyu Construction this year. It adopts a continuous anti-seismic foundation of RC structure and is equipped with medium-high tensile steel bars. All walls are waterproofed. The indoor area is 43 ping. It adopts hotel-style management, and you need to swipe your card to enter and exit the gate and elevator. The location is close to the egg yolk district of the capital, close to key primary schools and middle schools..." He stopped and coughed twice and continued: "In addition, Xinchengwu distributes TOTO dry and wet separation bathrooms, Japan Rinnai Sanji kitchen utensils, Jinghong airtight windows..."

"Okay, okay," Zhao Yimu raised his hand to signal him to stop, and said with a helpless smile, "Now I know what it feels like to listen to the guide."

"Zhao Xian..." Before the last word was finished, Nick received Zhao Yimu's eyes, and he smiled and removed the title: "You can ask any questions you have. The current bid for this house is 350 million, which is a little high but the conditions Well, it's still very popular." The last few voices have become hoarse and airy.

"Don't talk, I'll see for myself." Zhao Yimu walked up and down the house with his hands behind his back, wandered around, swayed two or three times, and then stopped in front of the French windows of the living room.

"I have a question..." Zhao Yimu said.

"Please." Nick stood beside him.

"You weren't a real estate agent, were you?" Zhao Yimu asked.

"So what? I'm in this business now." Nick said nonchalantly.

"When I first started traveling in India, I felt that traveling was just a matter of checking out attractions. I had no ideas or enthusiasm, so I always memorized the brief introduction in the travel book." Zhao Yimu still looked out the window. The airtight window worked well, keeping the wind and rain out Block out the window. "And you are a romanticist who works with enthusiasm. If you don't have enthusiasm, you can only memorize housing profiles fluently."

"I now know that enthusiasm alone is not enough, the reality is cruel," Nick shrugged, "Don't you say the same?"

Zhao Yimu turned to look at him and asked, "Did you encounter any difficulties? I overheard Brother Li's call that day..."

"This problem is not within the scope of business." Nick put a professional smile on his face.

Zhao Yimu didn't speak and looked out the window. The wind and rain seemed to intensify. The branches on the street shook violently. It took a long while before he spoke in a calm tone: "Then would you recommend me to buy this house?"

"According to the points just introduced, it is indeed profitable to buy this object, but the price should be negotiable." Nick thought for a while and gave a suggestion.

"What about you?" Zhao Yimu didn't want this answer, "I want to know if it was you, would you buy it?"

Nick didn't expect that he would ask such a question, and he got stuck for a while before laughing: "Me? I won't buy it."

He coughed a few times before opening his mouth again: "This house is in a prime location in the egg yolk district. The surrounding area is full of houses, and the buildings cover the sky like an urban jungle. The nearest park is two kilometers away. There is not enough green space and it is close to the main road. The transportation is convenient, but the air noise is loud, and the floor-to-ceiling windows may not have the opportunity to open.”

Nick shook his head and finished the analysis before he felt talkative, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "The above is purely personal opinion."

"No, this opinion is very important," Zhao Yimu said: "Sometimes customers don't just want to hear good things. Although the shortcomings you think are personal opinions, it depends on whether you can include customers for reference. People who like to make friends so much, try Seeing the guests as friends might make things go more smoothly.”

"Getting money from your friends...doesn't make sense?" Nick grumbled.

"It's better than letting customers find a really suitable house after receiving the money?" Zhao Yimu said, "Buying a house is a big deal. You lose everything and use up your savings to find a place to settle down. Your job is to help your friends find a place they like and are suitable for. A house, the birthplace of a family story.”

Nick listened to him quietly, with a little admiration in his bloodshot eyes, he grinned and asked, "Is this brother Owen's experience at work?"

"I used to deal with clients in criminal and civil cases." Zhao Yimu finally saw the kind of smile on Nick's face that made him feel very comfortable. "You taught me to see the world from a different angle, and I taught you to face work from a different perspective. fair enough."

"It seems that I have to re-understand your needs from the standpoint of a friend." Nick's voice became hoarse.

"Next time, the typhoon is coming and you shouldn't talk anymore, go home and rest." Zhao Yimu asked him as he walked towards the door: "How did you get here?"

"I took a taxi, it's okay, you go first." Nick said.

"Where is your home? I'll give you a ride along the way." Zhao Yimu asked him.

"My house is in a completely different direction from yours, at opposite ends of the city." Nick waved his hand.

Zhao Yimu sighed, "Our information is not equal, you all know my information, but you are still a mystery to me."

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important to help you find a home that can create stories and memories." Nick locked the door and took the elevator to the lobby with Zhao Yimu. The security guard was preparing to defend against the typhoon. Seeing Nick smiled and said: "Xiao Du Ah, the typhoon is coming, there are no customers behind, right?"

Nick waved to him and said, "It's gone, brother, aren't you going home?"

"I'm not going home. I'm going to sleep in the duty room tonight. I've got all the food ready." The security guard looked outside and said, "It's been raining heavily, and the bicycles on the side of the road have been blown down in a row. It's not safe to walk on the road. Did you drive?" ?"

"No, I'll take a taxi later." Nick said.

"It's hard to call the car this day, so be careful." The security guard walked back to the reception counter and turned on the TV news, which was reporting the news of the typhoon.

"Be careful too, I'm leaving first." After Nick finished speaking, he took Zhao Yimu to the place where he parked outside the gate. As soon as he got outside, there was a strong wind and showers blowing in all directions. Nick's voice was originally hoarse, and it sounded in the wind Even more dilapidated: "Go back quickly, I will contact you if there are other suitable houses."

"I really don't want to give you a ride? It's not easy to call a car today." Zhao Yimu got in the car and lowered the window to ask him.

"If I can't get a taxi, I can take the bus all the way to my door," Nick waved his hand, "Goodbye."

Seeing his determination, Zhao Yimu said, "Okay, I'll go first, be careful when you go home." He started the car and drove out. From the rearview mirror, Nick was still standing there until he turned a corner and was out of sight.

Not long after the car drove out, Xiaopei called. Zhao Yimu turned on the speaker for hands-free. Xiaopei immediately asked, "How about it? Are you satisfied? Have you discussed the price?"

"There is no problem with the house itself, but I don't like the surrounding environment and the price is too high, so I don't consider it," Zhao Yimu told him his thoughts, "Are you still in the dentist's office? Do you want to drive you?"

"No, luckily I got home early, I can't get a taxi right now, and the bus is closed." Waves of heavy rain hit the front windshield, blurring the vision and almost drowning out Xiaopei's voice.

"The bus is closed?" Zhao Yimu was stunned.

"The news just said that the typhoon is coming, and the buses in the city will close early," Xiaopei said, "What's the matter, aren't you driving?"

"Well, the rain is too heavy and the vision is blurred, let's not talk for now, bye." Zhao Yimu closed the line, stepped on the brakes, turned the steering wheel, turned the front of the car, and drove back.

He drove back to the entrance of the inspection building first. He didn't see Nick, so he slowed down and circled around the nearby bus stop. He looked through the glass with difficulty and found a familiar figure standing alone at the bus stop. Wait for the car under the sign.

"Get in the car, I'll give you a ride." Zhao Yimu parked the car in front of him, lowered the window and shouted.

"I'm waiting for the bus." Although Nick was holding an umbrella, he was almost completely wet.

"The bus is stopped, come on!" Seeing that he was still hesitating, Zhao Yimu simply took off his seat belt and opened the door, got out of the car and stood with him in the rain.

"What are you doing?" Nick called hoarsely.

Zhao Yimu glanced at him, raised his voice amidst the sound of rain and said, "Experience the feeling of standing in the rain, and we will get in the car when you want to get in."

The typhoon blew randomly, and in less than a minute, most of our bodies were wet. The scene where the two stood in the rain and stared at each other was idiotic. Nick really couldn't help him, so he burst out laughing: "I almost forgot about you Lu It sounds very awkward. Then I’ll trouble you to give it a ride, Lawyer Zhao.” Then he opened the door of the passenger seat.

"I'm still used to you calling me Owen." Zhao Yimu also got into the car.

Nick saw the clean and high-end interior of the car, and thought of his fluffy personality, he was very embarrassed, "Damn, I'll get your car wet."

"It's okay, it's just rain. Give me your home address, and I'll use the navigation." Zhao Yimu sat in the driver's seat, turned his head and saw the raindrops hanging between the tip of Nick's hair and eyebrows, sliding across his face along the ridge line of his jaw, almost completely The wet white shirt was stuck to his body, outlining the glistening muscle lines.

Zhao Yimu coughed, then turned around and took a coat from the back seat to Nick, "Cover it, you haven't recovered from your cold yet."

"No, what are you doing with your coat/coat/wet? Just turn up the air conditioner." Nick threw the coat back into the back seat.

"Cover it if you tell me," Zhao Yimu clicked his tongue, pulled the coat from the back seat and wrapped it around Nick's body, "The coat is already wet now, you should cover it well."

"..." This hug-like action made Nick pause, and finally there was a little warmth in his clammy skin.Zhao Yimu was about to say why the other party was so obedient, but when he raised his eyes, he realized that the two were too close, his hand was still on Nick's shoulder, and he saw himself in those mirror-like black eyes again.

"Safe distance." Nick flinched back.

"Huh?" Zhao Yimu still hasn't moved his eyes from his black eyes.

"I said keep a safe distance." Nick pushed his chest to put a distance between them.

Zhao Yimu sat up straight and returned to the driver's seat, calmed down, turned on the navigation, entered the address, and then drove in silence. The heavy rain surrounded them, and an awkward and ambiguous atmosphere froze in the car. No one spoke, and Zhao Yimu kept his eyes on Driving, Nick leaned against the window, watching the rain outside the window.

Nick’s home is on the edge of the city. According to the real estate agent, it is the protein district. It is not far from the city center and close to a green hillside. It just strikes a balance between prosperity and tranquility.

Zhao Yimu drove to the destination according to the navigation instructions, only to turn around to find that Nick had fallen asleep leaning against the car window, most of his face was buried in his coat, his eyelashes were neatly arranged like tiny black brushes, and his hair was like a blanket covered in a blanket outside. The rain-drenched leaf tips swayed in front of the forehead with the rhythm of breathing.

Zhao Yimu wanted him to sleep, but considering that Nick's clothes were all wet, he would catch a cold if he slept.

"Nick, Nick!" He yelled twice, only for Nick to frown and shrink back to the corner, and continued to sleep.

"Nick, your house is here. I want to go home and take a hot bath before going to sleep. I'll catch a cold." Zhao Yimu shook his shoulder, and patted his face again when he saw no reaction.

Why is it a little hot?Zhao Yimu patted his forehead, the temperature was too high, he raised the volume and shouted a few more times: "Nick, get up. You seem to have a fever."

Only then did Nick wake up with a dazed snort: "Are you there?" He opened his eyes and looked outside: "Well, my house is here." He smiled lazily and returned the coat he was covering with: "Thank you Brother Owen, goodbye." Zhao Yimu grabbed his wrist when he tried to open the door with his backhand.

"You have a fever, is there anyone in your family?" Zhao Yimu asked him.

"So what if there is no one? Does the law stipulate that someone in the family can only have a fever?" Nick squinted at him and turned his wrist: "Brother Owen, please go home quickly, and don't stay outside during typhoon days."

"Did you bring the key?" Zhao Yimu asked him suddenly, "I have to make sure you can enter the house."

"Nonsense," Nick broke free from his restraint, took out the key from his pocket and showed it to him, but Zhao Yimu snatched the key quickly and said:

"I'll go in with you."

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Double update!! Special thanks to the little angels who often encourage me, because of you, I have full motivation!