Chapter 40: Bloodline

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People can not be judged by appearance, and the sea can not be measured.

Luo Bei was taught that once again. This person's appearance and temperament might have given off a noble and wealthy feeling, however, he really didn't have any money.

There were two single rooms in the basement. One was rented to Jiang Sihan, while the other room was empty. It was damp and cold, and the rent wasn't very expensive, so most people would rather spend more money on a place better for their health.

Since he had already ordered the cheapest room, Luo Bei had brought him down to the basement. Although it was spring already, the temperature was still not high. The moment she opened the door, she felt the temperature had dropped by a few degrees.

She led him in. There was naturally no sunlight in the basement, but there was at least a window that allowed for ventilation.

" It's a single room. It's not big either. There's a kitchen and a bathroom. You don't have to worry about having any place to sun dry your clothes. When the weather is good, you can use the rooftop."

The man turned to look at Lou Bei,

" There's still the Internet. I heard that the Internet in the slums costs 50 yuan a month, right?"

"Okay, I'll rent it. This room doesn't have any furniture or appliances. It should be charged one for one payment, right?"

"Yes."

The contract was signed rather quickly. From seeing this man to signing the contract, it took about half an hour.

After signing, he made a request that wasn't unreasonable." Miss Luo, it's like this. I'm going to stay here today, but there's nothing in the room. I need to get a bed, a wardrobe, and chairs and tables ......"

"Can you take me to the thrift market?"

He was very polite. He had an extraordinary temperament and style of conversation. He looked like an elite in society. Of course, she had to ignore his outfit and the snake-skin bag that was especially theatrical.

She nodded." No problem. We're all familiar with this area. Maybe it'll be cheaper."

Only after arriving at the market did Lou Bei know what a real slap to the face was

Originally, she had thought that she would be able to help this man cut the price based on her status as an acquaintance. Unexpectedly, without even needing her to speak, he had already used his powerful logical thinking to buy a bed in the dormitory, a set of computer tables and chairs, a wardrobe for a single person, a round table for dinner, and three small stools.

It could be said that his harvest was more than plentiful.

"Lady Boss,300 yuan is already my concession price. Some people do business here. I know a lot of workmates and have the intention to rent a house here. I can help you promote it. So, if you can find a small wheel to help me transport these things back, our cooperation will be very happy. You don't have to calculate the labor costs with me. From here to where I live, you can walk for less than ten minutes."

"Aiya, young man, I've already sold it to you at a loss. Now if I ordered a tricycle, I'll have to pay 50 yuan. Aren't you letting me lose everything?"

The man smiled faintly.

"How could you make a loss on everything? Even if I buy a new bed, it's only about five hundred yuan. The computer tables and chairs are even cheaper. Taobao has a hundred and fifty yuan on it. The paint on the wardrobe has fallen, and the wood is a little rotten. It's hard to sell it. As for this set of tables and chairs, I'll go to the supermarket to buy a new one. It won't exceed a hundred yuan. Boss, I didn't negotiate with you because I was in a hurry to use it. But if you don't deliver the goods to me for free, I won't buy them. Anyway, I'm a man who can make do for a few nights."

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