After eating, Wang Ke returned home satisfied.

He didn't know it now, but when he appeared, the entire Internet was now completely boiling.

In particular, his light and his talk on the Internet have aroused widespread discussion.

Do you mean that you are the white light, and we are the ants and the filthy quilt?

Keyboard warriors and moral, feeling hurt, have used more vicious and extreme words to insult this statement.

As soon as Wang Ke arrived at the door of his house, he saw three people waiting for him.

One is his landlord Lao Sun, who is very enthusiastic and kind.

After living here for two years, Lao Sun has helped him a lot.

The other two people, a man and a woman, are about 25 years old, both of them have tattoos, and they look like they are not good.

"Uncle Sun, what are you doing here?" Wang Ke was stunned for a moment and greeted him with a smile.

"You're back, we've been waiting here for half an hour!" said the tattooed man with a look of displeasure.

"You're pretty big!"

Wang was in no mood to deal with him, and he didn't call the other party.

"Hehe, you still ignore me, that's okay, I won't be merciful, hurry up and open the door, pack up my things, and get out of here!" the tattooed man urged with a fierce face.

Wang Ke had a cold face, glanced at the other party, and looked at Uncle Sun unexpectedly, but the latter did not refute.

"Uncle Sun, is there any problem with saying that the house is no longer renting to me?" Wang Ke looked at Uncle Sun, who was full of sadness and seemed to have something to worry about, and asked curiously.

"Xiao Wang, I'm really embarrassed. Uncle Sun sighed and forced a smile.

Wang Ke's curiosity in his heart was even greater, and he opened the door and let a few people in.

As soon as the tattooed man entered the house, he took the woman and walked around very unceremoniously.

Even the bathroom and bedroom are so private, and they are directly pushed through the door.

Wang Ke frowned, and then turned his head to look at Uncle Sun with a sad face.

"Uncle Sun, what's wrong?"

Uncle Sun lowered his head and lit a cigarette, spit out the smoke, and explained hoarsely: "Xiao Wang, we have known each other for so long, and Uncle told you directly, something happened to my family and I need a sum of money." ”

"You also know the situation of my family, your aunt just didn't have it last year, and the family relied on the money from my part-time job, and there is a son to support. ”

"I can't help it, I want to sell this house in response to emergencies, I came here yesterday, you weren't there, I wanted to call you, and I thought it would be better to explain to you in person. ”

"These two people are the buyers. ”

After speaking, Uncle Sun was reluctant and looked around the house.

Thinking about it, in order to buy this house, he must have endured a lot of hardships, and this old house may also carry a lot of memories of him and his late wife.

Wang Ke also understands that this kind of old house will never be sold if it is not a last resort.

Hearing this explanation, Wang Ke was slightly stunned,

He remembered that when he first came, his grandson helped him move, and he was in arrears of rent.

Sometimes during the holidays, he will even send him something, which really makes Wang Ke, who is working hard alone, feel a lot of warmth.

The children of Uncle Sun's family are also called one brother after another, and they are very good.

He asked in surprise, "After all, you can tell me what happened, maybe I can help you." ”

If it was placed in the past, Wang Ke would definitely not have the confidence to go, but now that he has a system, he is equivalent to having a big backer.

"You?" Uncle Sun was a little surprised, glanced at Wang Ke, and sighed lightly.

"I know your kindness, and Uncle has never treated you as an outsider, if this matter is so easy to solve, Uncle will not come to trouble you. ”

"But this matter, you must not be able to do anything, it has already involved human life, and when we encounter this incident, we can only admit that we are unlucky. ”

Speaking of this, Uncle Sun took another puff of cigarette, and without saying anything in moderation, he cheered up.

"You don't have to worry about going, you can pack up later, come to live with me first, there is a spare room, anyway, there is nothing inconvenient. ”

Wang Ke was already serious at this time.

Someone died.

Admit bad luck?

This feels strange!

But it seems that Lao Sun doesn't seem to be willing to continue, after all, there are two outsiders in the house, and Wang Ke didn't ask again.

After all, there was a human life, and this is not a trivial matter!

Thinking of this, he looked at the impolite tattooed man and woman again.

"Uncle, how much money do you need? They haven't paid the deposit yet, right?"

Speaking of this topic, Uncle Sun sighed heavily, this expression is very realistic, a helpless, but helpless expression.

Very sad and helpless.

"Alas, it takes hundreds of thousands to put this hand on the table. Uncle Sun sighed.

"Although the deposit was not given, we have already said that the house will be sold to him for 300,000 yuan, and he will give me 100,000 yuan in cash directly, and the rest will be helped by the intermediary to run the loan, if nothing else, the contract can be signed at noon tomorrow. ”

Before Uncle Sun finished speaking, the tattooed man who was rummaging around in the room shouted as if he had been stepped on by his tail.

"300,000, I'm afraid it won't work now, your house is too old, I feel that it will be cold in winter, I will give you a maximum of 250,000, if you sell it, 100,000 yuan, I will give it to you immediately, let's forget it." ”

"Don't treat me as a fool, that's the price!"

Uncle Sun's face turned pale when he heard this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he was a little excited, and his lips were trembling.

"Young man, it's not like you can't do this, when we talked to the intermediary, you clearly said it was 300,000!"

"Hehe, I'm not in a hurry if you're in a hurry, my money isn't blowing in the wind. The tattooed man pursed his lips with a fierce expression.

"Besides, have we signed a contract? I'm going to have 250,000 now, do you like to sell or not, if you don't sell, I'll leave now!"

"Except that I can give you cash, I'll see who else you can sell to!" the tattooed man raised an eyebrow with a threatening expression.

His meaning is obvious, if you are in a hurry to use the money, I will lower the price, otherwise I don't want this house, and it will be late, where will you go to find a buyer?

It's not easy to sell a house and meet a suitable buyer.

He also secretly heard it just now, Wang Ke and the two were talking, and knew that Uncle Sun was in a hurry to ask for money, so he had evil thoughts.

This house is really worth 350,000!

If you can use 250,000 yuan to get it, you can make a lot of money!

Seeing Lao Liu's honest and anxious use of money, he was even more proud of his cleverness.

Lao Liu's face was bitter, and he trembled with anger, and he was about to cry like that.

"Little brother, let's discuss it again, your price is really forcing me to jump off the building!"