Chapter Twenty-Eight: I Don't Have Time to Joke With You

Ren Bida took Zhao Zejun to the door of the house next door, the door was not locked, and he couldn't push it open, so he should have lived from the inside, indicating that there should be someone at home. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Knock knock...... "Ren Bida knocked on the door, no one answered, Zhao Zejun lay on the oily glass window and looked inside, the house was dim, and he couldn't see anything clearly.......

After knocking for a while, there was no movement, Ren Bida and Zhao Zejun were about to leave, and as soon as they turned around, the door behind them creaked open.

"Who the knocked on the door in broad daylight and didn't let Lao Tzu sleep?" A very impatient voice.

When I looked back, a little man with a haggard face, with big bags under his eyes, wrapped in a tattered military coat, stood at the door, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, yawning as if he was a big smoker, and showing a mouthful of charred and blackened teeth.

Zhao Zejun looked up at the sky, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and he was still asleep?

"Cousin? Oops, rare guest. The man saw Ren Bida, who was dressed in a straight suit, and his attitude immediately turned 180 degrees.

Ren Bida felt embarrassed to have such a cousin, so he coughed and said, "Boss Zhao, this is my cousin, Ren Jifu." Jifu, Boss Zhao is my friend. It's four o'clock in the afternoon, why are you still sleeping? ”

"Hey, I played cards with those grandsons until dawn last night, damn, I lost more than fifty yuan."

"I've got something to talk to you about." Ren Bida said.

Ren Jifu became vigilant: "What's the matter?" ”

"Good thing!" Ren Bida glared at him fiercely and waved his hand: "Get out of the way, don't block the door, come into the house and talk." ”

Seeing the environment in the house clearly, Zhao Zejun frowned.

Gaogang Village is dirty and messy, but after all, it is a home household, except for Ren Bida's perennial empty house, although most of the houses look dilapidated from the outside, the home is still full of organs, and there should be ordinary furniture, which is nothing more than a low grade, a little simpler, a little better, and it is normal to have a black and white TV. If there is a hostess in the house, who is neat and clean, he can still get by.

But Ren Jifu's home is really not as good as a pig's nest.

The hall was much larger than Ren Bida's house, but it was surrounded by four walls, a wooden table with missing legs, four wooden chairs, a briquette stove still sitting on water, a wire bolted to the stove, a dirty towel hanging from the wire, and a hot water bottle in the corner. Other than that, there is not a single piece of furniture.

Cigarette butts can be seen everywhere on the ground, and large patches of wall skin are peeling off......

The hall and the bedroom are connected together, and you can see it at a glance, and there seems to be a bed in the bedroom, and there is a mess of bed quilts on it, and I don't know how many years I haven't washed it.

As soon as he entered the door, Ren Jifu cheekily approached Ren Bida, "Cousin, smoke a cigarette, damn, I finished smoking last night." ”

Ren Bida frowned, but still took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Zhao Zejun first, and then gave one to Ren Jifu.

Ren Jifu stared at the remaining half of the pack of cigarettes in Ren Bida's hand, and said with a smile: "Yo, this cigarette is good, fifteen yuan a pack, brother, you are really hair now, I usually smoke a big front door for a piece of five, I lost dozens last night, and I didn't have the money to buy cigarettes today." ”

"I said that you are such an adult, every day in addition to gambling is gambling, your wife and children have run away, how can you go on like this?" Ren Bida threw half a pack of cigarettes on the table in disgust.

Ren Jifu was afraid that the other party would regret it, so he hurriedly put the cigarette into the pocket of his cotton coat, raised his face, and said angrily: "Brother, I don't like to hear you say this, what is my gambling money hindering you?" Spent your money? I'm happy when my wife runs away, are you really rare for me to give birth to her hole? The child is better than others, and I raised it in the province! If you don't spend a penny on me growing up, you will have to provide for me in the future!

Besides, is there anyone like you who is a relative? We're still cousins, why can't you give me one hundred or two hundred thousand now? ”

Zhao Zejun was stunned when he heard this, the world is really big, there are no wonders, what is the point of this kind of person living in the world except wasting food?

It's just such a person, before the demolition in his previous life, he owed a sum of money, and he was called to collect debts all day long, and his wife and children ran away; As a result, as soon as it was demolished, not only did he repay his debts, but he also left a few sets of commercial houses and became a small landlord who collected rents.

I heard that after having a house, I made a group of fox friends and dog friends, got poisoned, and died in my forties.

Zhao Zejun came here, not to listen to their cousins' quarrels, and coughed.

Ren Bida understood, and waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't you want money, don't say I don't take care of you, Boss Xiao Zhao has taken a fancy to your house, you can make a price." ”

Ren Jifu finally shifted his attention to Zhao Zejun, and looked at Zhao Zejun carefully, with a pair of triangular eyes unabashedly revealing a greedy light, like looking at a fat sheep.

Zhao Zejun is indeed dressed like a fat sheep, less than 20 years old, wearing a famous brand, just like the Hong Kong and Macao overseas Chinese on TV.

"Boss Zhao, my house is an ancestral heirloom, more than a hundred years old, to put it mildly, it is a cultural relic! Historically valuable! To tell you the truth, a boss from Taiwan used to take a fancy to it, and I didn't sell it at a price of 300,000 yuan! Ren Jifu said angrily.

When Ren Bida heard him say this, he knew that it was going to be bad.

He has not dealt with Zhao Zejun for a long time, although he does not think that Zhao Zejun's investment is correct, but for Zhao Zejun, he does not underestimate the person in the slightest, and the young man in front of him is by no means a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

Ren Bida glanced at Ren Jifu with disdain, I can't kill him, just because you want to fool him, didn't you wake up from your dream?

Zhao Zejun waved his hand, signaling Ren Bida not to be nervous, and asked Ren Jifu with a smile: "Oh, people open 300,000 yuan, do you want to buy one suite, or three suites?" ”

Ren Jifu was stunned: "You ...... Do you want three suites? ”

Zhao Zejun smiled magnificently: "To buy a house, of course I buy it all, I don't care about the money." ”

Ren Jifu gritted his teeth: "One suite is 300,000 yuan, three suites, and the Taiwanese boss has opened 1 million!" ”

As he spoke, Ren Jifu's heart and liver trembled, staring carefully at Zhao Zejun's reaction.

With dates and no dates, he really got this wronged head, enough for him to be comfortable for a lifetime!

Don't say one million, in the end, you can buy two or three hundred thousand, then you will make a lot of money.

"Oh." Zhao Zejun smiled, stood up without hesitation and walked out, "Mr. Ren, let's go, let's go and see other houses, your brother's house, or leave it to our Taiwanese compatriots who are stupid and have a lot of money." ”

Zhao Zejun said to go, without hesitation, after saying a word, the person had already walked to the door. Ren Bida sneered at Ren Jifu, turned his head and left with Zhao Zejun.

This time, Ren Jifu panicked, hurriedly followed, and opened his hand to stop Zhao Zejun.

"Boss Xiao Zhao, why can't you joke at all? I'm not joking, the price is negotiable, negotiable. ”

"I'm here to do business, and I don't have the time to joke with you." Zhao Zejun's face sank, and he said coldly: "And your joke is not funny." ”