This house is here, and everyone is happy. There was nothing thrilling this time, but the impact was quite large.

I drew up the contract on the same day and signed it with the property owner at the price I had previously negotiated. When I saw him, I was quite envious of him, having a wife who loved me so much.

After signing the contract, Qin Yiheng and I didn't stay long, and gave the middle commission to Xu Chuanxiang, and made an appointment that he could inform us if he had any news, and the commission ratio of the house would come according to this time. Xu Chuanxiang was very happy, and invited me to have a big meal and drink with Qin Yiheng, which was regarded as a send-off, and then I went home with Qin Yiheng.

Actually, I haven't been out for many days, but I always feel like I haven't been home for a long time.

In addition, I have been a little tired in the past few days, and when I arrived in my city in the evening, I went back to my home with Qin Yiheng.

I'm going to go back and deal with the two recent contracts, then go to bed early, get a good night's sleep, and find two more part-time workers to clean up the next day, after all, after a few days away from home, it must be dusty.

But when I opened the door and entered the house, before I could turn on the light, I tripped under my feet. I turned on the light and saw that it was a thick stack of magazines, tied with rope, next to my shoe cabinet.

At first, I thought it was my masterpiece, but after a few days away from home, I accidentally forgot about it.

But when I think about it, I feel that something is wrong, this thing of packing magazines is not my style at all, I just piled up the magazines together, besides, when did I have so many books at home?

I crouched down and carried it with my hand. This magazine is not too thick, but there are dozens of copies, which is still quite heavy. I said to myself, Who mailed me this? That's impossible, who opened the door for the postman?

Thinking about it, I glanced at the cover of the magazine, and after just one glance, I gasped and hurriedly called Qin Yiheng and told him about my situation. I only heard Qin Yiheng shouting "I'm sorry" over there, and hung up the phone directly.

He hung up the phone, I am the master of the six gods, and when I dialed it again, it turned off over there.

I wanted to open the door and hide for a while, and I thought maybe I was making some fuss, but anyway, this stack of magazines may not be simple, because there are a few words written on the cover of the magazine - Hongdazhi. You don't need to flip through the content inside, just looking at the name, an idiot can come up with it, which must be related to Hongda Real Estate.

I stood there and calmed down a bit, so I didn't panic so much. After all, this is my home, and it is my home turf anyway, so even if there is any danger, I will not panic when I escape. So, I squatted down again and looked at the magazine.

The cover and color of the whole magazine look rustic, although I haven't read the content, but I pondered it, this is probably an internal journal of the enterprise, that is, the company's own reading, usually only circulated among the employees within the enterprise, at best, when a customer comes to show the customer, it is a disguised corporate propaganda and display of the strength of the enterprise.

But why did this thing get to my house? And there are so many copies? Is this to promote corporate culture? Apparently impossible.

I checked the doors and windows, and they were all intact and showed no signs of being pried. These things are the same as the wardrobe and yin buckle that appeared strangely in Qin Yiheng's house, and they arrived in the room out of thin air. Is there any connection between the two? Could it be that this stack of magazines is also here to provide us with clues? Anyway, you can't see anything on the surface. I hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was better not to untie the rope that tied the magazine first, everything should be decided after Qin Yiheng read it, I have to protect the scene. So, I was about to call Qin Yiheng again, and just about to dial, he called in first.

After answering the phone, Qin Yiheng told me that he had just run out of battery, and now he was almost downstairs at my house and asked me to open the door for him. I don't have to open the door, I haven't closed it since I got home. When I heard him coming, my heart was completely reassured.

After waiting for seven or eight minutes, Qin Yiheng pushed the door in a hurry, didn't say hello to me, lowered his head and scanned the internal magazines of the company, and directly squatted down to read. I saw that he was still very flustered, and my heart that had just fallen was hanging again, so I hurriedly squatted down and asked him, "What's the matter with this thing?" ”

I didn't react until I was asked, I was the first party, and Qin Yiheng didn't know as much as I did. So, I simply told him how I found this stack of things, and what guesses I had, and told him along the way. I don't know if he listened or not, but his head was always down and didn't lift it anyway.

After a while, Qin Yiheng took out a Swiss Army knife from his bag, cut the rope that bound the book cleanly, picked up a copy casually, looked at it a few times, and put it down again.

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