Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Friend Comes

"10,000 yuan!" The old man was in a hurry, and suddenly stretched out a finger.

"Dollars!" Jiang Haoxiang answered his words.

Jiang Hongjian pursed his lips, as if he was a little reluctant, but said helplessly: "Deal!" ”

If it is said that those who do business are misers, then Jiang Haoxiang's father is one of the representatives.

For any expenditure, he can carefully calculate down to several decimal places.

However, the only exception is that for Jiang Haoxiang, he is always unaware that Jiang Hongjian will fall into the pit dug by Jiang Haoxiang in advance.

"I'll do it for you in a few days!" Jiang Haoxiang turned off the laptop computer as he spoke, closing his eyes and recuperating his spirits.

These days are actually quite tiring, and he needs time to rest.

He walked over to the awkward-looking bed, loosened the collar of his shirt, and lay down on his side.

This sleep was very deep, until it was dark, and the mobile phone was noisy, Jiang Haoxiang opened his sleepy eyes, turned over, stood up and walked to the computer desk to pick up the mobile phone.

His eyes looked at the caller shown above, Yan Caizhe.

Strange, isn't this guy going to college in China? How do you call yourself at this point?

He slid up and answered.

"Hey ......" sat down in a chair with a long body, and he chose a comfortable position to listen to the phone.

"Haoxiang, go downstairs, hurry up and pick me up!"

Yan Caizhe's voice came from the mobile phone, with a smell of thief laughter.

Jiang Haoxiang, who was still a little sleepy-eyed, immediately sat up straight: "You kid is playing me, you should be gnawing on textbooks in China at this point!" ”

Still, with that said, he got up, went out of the room, and slowly paced downstairs.

"Hug one, brother!" As soon as he walked to the door, he was caught by a sudden hug.

Jiang Haoxiang was slightly breathless.

Behind him, with his back to his location, Qiao Shanxi was asking for directions, "How do I get to this place on the map?" ”

Qiao Shanxi asked a chubby foreigner, who was very enthusiastic and told her the direction in fluent English, "Go straight, go to the end, turn right, turn left again."

Turning around, Qiao Shanxie walked in the direction of the guide, and behind her, Yan Caizhe patted Jiang Haoxiang on the back, and the two walked into the shared house together.

"Haoxiang, you can, experience the hard life of the people, your room hasn't arrived yet?" Yan Caizhe was chatting with Jiang Haoxiang with a smile, and said hello to an oncoming beauty.

"Well, at the top." Jiang Haoxiang raised his feet and walked up expressionlessly, he turned his neck, and there was a slight pain, he was almost suffocated by this guy just now.

Yan Caizhe was carrying a huge suitcase, obviously not as fast as Jiang Haoxiang: "Haoxiang, that's how you treat your good buddy, at least, give a hand!" ”

But Jiang Haoxiang had already stepped up the stairs and turned right directly into his room.

It's as if there is no Yan Caizhe behind him.

"You conscienceless, cold-blooded, vengeful, iron-blooded and ruthless guy!" Yan Caizhe gasped for the last breath, and finally carried the suitcase up: "God, does the landlord here have a vendetta with you, give you such a high room, you also want it?" ”

After Yan Caizhe came up, he bent down slightly, leaned against the wall with one hand, and gasped for breath.

Exhausted him!

However, this corridor is empty, and it seems that the lights in the corridor have broken down a little in the past few days, and the light above the head is flickering and flickering, which is slightly scary.

Yan Caizhe gasped, stared at the flashing light on his head for a while, and carefully slid the suitcase to the door of Jiang Haoxiang's room.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, swallowed, and as soon as his fingers touched the half-hidden door, the door opened on its own.