The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

Hu Qi opened his door, and Song Yuanzhou saw that the inside of the door was similar to his situation, the room was filled with messy luggage cardboard boxes.

The difference is that Hu Qi's movements are obviously much faster than Song Yuanzhou's. Those cardboard boxes have been wrapped tightly with tape by him, and they can be moved away immediately.

Hu Qi sat down on the cardboard box at the door, put his right foot on top of his left leg, and put both hands on the raised leg, "Isn't that a coincidence?"

He slapped his thigh hard: "Just park a big car downstairs, it's more than enough to pull your things, but don't waste the space, I'm trying to get back the cost for you, just take mine."

"Isn't it? Dad?"

Song Yuanzhou: "..."

This is the most stingy anchor he has ever seen...

"Your big anchor is still coming to rub my car, what are you doing?"

No wonder he was able to hug himself and call him daddy, the original purpose was for this.

Song Yuanzhou: "That's not necessary. I'll take this bed away if there is a space left. It is said that it will take more than an hour to drive to my new home, counting the traffic jam. When I lie on the bed, I can still roll around. It's spacious... "

Hu Qi stood up from the cardboard box: "I don't forget to make a bed after I move it, you are too dark."

He picked up the phone and made a gesture to call the landlord: "As a good citizen who abides by the law, I strongly condemn this kind of stealing behavior and will report you to the landlord."

Song Yuanzhou closed the door indifferently.

He put the last thing in the box and checked again to see if there was anything missing.

Then the master downstairs called up to carry it.

Song Yuanzhou originally thought that the driver was carrying it with his bare hands.

Unexpectedly, the master pulled a small cart and took the elevator up.

When Song Yuanzhou ordered the car, he added luggage carrying service by the way. At this time, he only needed to sit on the folding stool and watch the truck driver help carry the luggage to the car.

Hu Qi was delighted to see this, this evil capitalism has corroded people's hardworking quality, it should be banned——

If you move it for yourself, hey, it smells so good.

He also brought a stool over, sat next to Song Yuanzhou, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, spread his hands, and generously "shared" them with Song Yuanzhou.

Song Yuanzhou glanced at him strangely.

Hu Qi was taken aback by him, and the hand who didn't take the sunflower seeds subconsciously tightened his neckline: "You...what are you doing? What do you want to do to the young seedlings of the motherland?"

Song Yuanzhou: "I'm not interested in your body like dry wood, and why don't you move it?"

Hu Qi knocked a melon seed and made a crisp sound of the skin cracking. He looked very natural: "Then the master will come up and carry it?"

Song Yuanzhou nodded, and took a handful of melon seeds expressionlessly.

Hu Qi only felt that his hand was light, and there was only one melon seed left in the palm.

Hu Qi: -mouth-

"Why are you taking so much? Why are you so greedy? Do you understand the spirit of sharing?"

Song Yuanzhou nodded in agreement, but still went his own way. Not only did he not give him a handful of melon seeds, but he also knocked a resounding melon seed at him.

"I understand, but if I take a little, you won't want to give it to me later."

Hu Qi: "Why?"

Song Yuanzhou moved his small stool away from him, afraid that he would fight him desperately when he became agitated: "Because I only bought my own luggage moving service, so you have to carry the luggage down by yourself."

Hu Qi: "?!!"

"Ruthless, cruel, unreasonable, I misread you!"

The two gagged for a while, and Song Yuanzhou asked him, "Why did you move there?"

"I checked that neighborhood last night. Fortunately, the company found it. It's free this year. If I were to kill myself, I wouldn't be able to rent it." Song Yuanzhou looked him up and down suspiciously, "Son, you're so searchy, You don’t even want to call a car yourself, so you actually want to live in this community?”

"I just walk on the front foot, and you move on the back foot." Song Yuanzhou patted the melon seeds in his hand, crossed his arms and made a shy gesture, "You...you don't think you have any wrong thoughts about the slave family, do you? "

Hu Qi grabbed another handful of melon seeds from his pocket, and spit the rind on the ground: "Hey, you have to show some face, I think you are stupid, if you don't have your father and me, you will be sold sooner or later, besides, If I don't follow, who will help you destroy the dishes after you finish cooking?"

Song Yuanzhou squinted his eyes and smiled: "The dishes I cook have such a magical power. It seems that if I don't be an anchor, I can still be a cook."

Hu Qi yelled at him: "You have to show some face! But this house is really expensive. I don't care, and you have to entertain me with good food and drink afterwards."

The truck driver easily pulled the luggage from Song Yuanzhou's room onto the truck, and then went to Hu Qi's room to pick up the goods.

Song Yuanzhou asked him, "Which building do you live in?"

Hu Qi: "Before I bought it, I inquired about it. The security facilities in your community are really good. It is said that most of the people who live here are either rich or famous, but the occupancy rate is not particularly high. Some rich people buy it and leave it alone. The door opposite you and the one downstairs are unoccupied."

Song Yuanzhou patted the crumbs of melon seeds on his trousers: "Then we still live at the opposite door?"

Hu Qi also stood up, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"This will really make your wish come true. The agent of this community said that no one has lived in the opposite side since you bought it. Unfortunately, the other party insists on not renting it out. So, I can only rent you downstairs."

On the other side, Jiang Che's luggage was stacked neatly on the ground in the garden, and the driver, Old Wang, was loading the luggage into the car.

Special assistant Qian seemed to have installed a surveillance camera in his yard. After all the luggage was carried up, he rushed there in a hurry.

"Hey, boss... are we moving here? Where are we going?"

Then he seemed to remember it by accident, tilted his head and scratched his head: "Hey, I heard that the boss's wife is also moving today."

Jiang Che raised his brows and eyes indifferently, and his sharp eyes shot at him, "Whispering."

Special assistant Qian seemed to have been stabbed into a hedgehog in an instant.

He swallowed a mouthful of "blood"—actually saliva, and said with difficulty, "You...why do you look at me like this?"

Jiang Che hugged his chest and said calmly, "Why are you here?"

Special Assistant Qian climbed onto the co-pilot very naturally, and put on his seat belt very smoothly: "Hey, didn't you say that - if you have free time, you can help clean the toilet. It just so happens that I don't have time on weekends." What's the matter, I'm very idle, you see, I'm here right now!"

Jiang Che sat in the back seat and didn't say he wouldn't let him go, nor did he say let him go, but picked up the document and slowly turned a page: "I'm quite enlightened, and just happened to help me return the newly hired cleaner. gone."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Qian Tezhu turned his head with difficulty, and Erkang held his hand, "Don't...don't, boss, let's discuss it again."

Jiang Che: "Tell me, what exactly is it for?"

Qian Tezhu bite the bullet: "Help, really help!"

Jiang Che: "Then let's leave the housekeeper."

After Song Yuanzhou's truck drove to the community and showed his network pass, the barrier at the door was raised.

When they parked in the open space downstairs of Building 3, there was already a car parked next to it, and it seemed that they were also moving.

Song Yuanzhou had never seen such a grand house before, and wanted to take a look inside.

So I went up to have a look first, and the driver was one step behind unloading the luggage.

Song Yuanzhou was holding the key left by the landlord from the security office in his hand. When the key was placed in the door lock and there was a "click" sound, he took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement and anxiety, and pushed the door open.

The moment the door was opened, Song Yuanzhou was really startled.

The new home is estimated to be more than 200 square meters, and the spacious living room occupies almost half of the square.

Song Yuanzhou walked in, and at the end of the living room was a whole wall of French windows. The curtains on both sides were closed, and long tassels hung on the ground. Some wind blew in through the gaps in the screen window, and the tassels were constantly hanging on the armrest of the rocking chair on the green carpet. .

The bedroom and leisure area are divided into two sides by the living room.

The master and guest lie on the south side of the house.On the north side, an audio-visual room was specially set up, with a half-person-high speaker wrapped in soft lambskin.There is a projector hanging above, and there are several cartoon cushions standing on the wall behind the projection.

The ground is covered with a white fluffy carpet, and many pillow dolls are placed on the carpet in an orderly manner.

Song Yuanzhou took a general look at the layout of the room, then withdrew, intending to go to Hu Qi's side to have a look.

He closed the door slightly, leaving a gap for the master to bring things in.

When she turned around, she happened to meet a pair of dark eyes like the deep sea, where there seemed to be shallow waves tumbling.The tails of the long and narrow eyes are slightly upturned with a little smile.The long eyelashes fanned lightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings, as if it would fly away with the wind in the next second.

The owner of the eyes bent one corner of his mouth, revealing a sweet dimple on his cheek. The waves in his eyes were like sweet wine. Song Yuanzhou seemed to be drowned in the fragrance of wine instantly, and a slightly drunk pink color floated on his face. .

Song Yuanzhou's legs softened unexpectedly, his heart beat like a beating drum, thump, thud, the whole world was full of roars.

If he hadn't supported the door frame next to him, he would have almost slipped to the ground.

His little man covered his face in his heart: it's okay... otherwise.That's... so embarrassing.

But, but—

God, who can tell me, is there really such a stunning person in this world?