"Sir, this apartment has a small two-bedroom layout, but it's still quite spacious even if you live alone."
"And it faces north and south."
"The lighting is excellent."
Once inside the apartment, the real estate agent walked to the window and pulled open the curtains.
The weather outside was beautiful.
Sunlight streamed directly into the room.
The apartment immediately brightened up considerably.
"Also, it's very close to the subway station, so it's super convenient for your commute," the agent added.
"The place is indeed nice."
After surveying the layout of the apartment, Qiao Weidong nodded in satisfaction.
"Xiao Chuan, what do you think?"
"Uncle Qiao, I think it's a good choice."
Seeing that they were both pleased, the agent's smile broadened. "Mr. Qiao, you flatter me."
"When have I ever steered you wrong when showing you properties?"
"If you're happy with the place, let's proceed with the contract."
Just as the agent was preparing the contract, Song Chuan raised his hand to stop him.
"Wait."
"Let me check it first."
The most frustrating thing about renting a place is when the furniture is broken.
If any piece of furniture breaks,
the landlord won't admit fault.
The tenant is the one who has to suffer the loss.
Song Chuan had rented many places in his previous life, and he had certainly fallen into many traps. That's how he accumulated this experience.
Song Chuan was checking the faucets, the showerhead, and the light switches in the room.
Finally, he found that a lightbulb in the bedroom was broken.
"This... this... I'll call the landlord right away and have him replace the lightbulb."
The embarrassed real estate agent quickly went outside to make a phone call.
Qiao Weidong laughed and patted Song Chuan on the shoulder, "Not bad, kid."
"Even your Uncle Qiao didn't think of that."
Song Chuan's lips twitched.
He was so used to being taken advantage of that it had become a conditioned reflex.
Soon.
The agent, who had gone outside to make a phone call, returned with a smile on his face: "Sorry to keep you waiting."
"The landlord said that someone will come to replace the light bulbs in a few days."
"Alright, let's sign the contract then."
After getting the green light from Song Chuan, the agent breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they were ready to sign the contract.
This tenant was really hard to fool.
Luckily, there weren't any other problems with the apartment.
However, while signing the contract, Song Chuan couldn't help but ask, "By the way, who lives next door?"
"I'm worried about the neighbors being too noisy..."
"No, no, it'll be fine. No one lives next door."
"Alright then."
This house was considered signed for. Song Chuan was still very satisfied with it.
After all, this was Ode to Joy.
Those people from Ode to Joy had to live here.
If they were to make mistakes...
Then a lot of rewards would drop directly.
"Xiao Chuan, you tidy up here first, and I'll go back to help you move your luggage."
"Okay, Uncle."
There were two keys to the apartment. The real estate agent gave one to Song Chuan, and the other, a spare key, to Qiao Weidong.
After Qiao Weidong helped move the luggage, he would naturally return the key.
After Qiao Weidong and the agent left, Song Chuan had a more important task to do.
He was going to the Rolls-Royce 4S Store to collect his reward.
He searched for the location on the navigation, and the nearest store was only a few kilometers away, easily reached on foot.
Song Chuan hurried out.
By the time he arrived, it was already noon.
There were still quite a few sales staff in the 4S Store, and they greeted Song Chuan enthusiastically as soon as they saw him enter.
"Hello."
"May I help you?"
Song Chuan scratched his nose, and surveyed the cars in the store.
The store was luxuriously decorated.
Many cars were on display inside.
Phantom, Cullinan, Spectre, Wraith, Ghost…
Cars were being polished until they gleamed.
Still shining.
He'd come all the way here, and standing around like this was a bit awkward.
Why wasn't there a notification sound?
Could the system's reward have gone wrong?
"Sir, are you looking to buy a car? Tell me what you're looking for in a vehicle, and I can give you some tailored recommendations."
A salesperson approached and enthusiastically greeted Song Chuan.
This really put Song Chuan in an awkward spot.
Fortunately, at this moment.
A prompt sounded in Song Chuan's mind.
[Host has arrived at the Rolls-Royce 4S Store, please claim your reward] [Cullinan × 1]
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but this car has already been pre-ordered by the owner. We're just waiting for the owner to come and pick it up."
"So it's just been bought by someone else? Call the owner, I'm willing to give him some money on top of what he paid. I really like this car."
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but all I know is that the owner's surname is Song, and what he looks like. The store doesn't keep personal information."
Song?
Hearing the sound of an argument nearby, Song Chuan figured the car being discussed was probably his pre-ordered one.
He took a step forward and approached the salesperson who had just spoken.
Suddenly, someone stood in front of him.
The salesperson's eyes lit up instantly: "Yes, yes, this is the car owner. He pre-ordered this Cullinan."
"Ma'am, if you really want this car, why not talk to him?"
A woman stood beside the salesperson.
A woman in a red dress.
Her long, slightly curled hair was draped over her shoulders.
She looked very feminine.
She had delicate makeup on her face, and her features were very pretty. She waved at Song Chuan.
"Mr. Song, how much did you pay for this Cullinan you pre-ordered? If you return the car, I'll give you half the money back, okay?"
"I like this car very much."
"I need a car in a few days to attend a banquet."
Zhu Suosuo?
In Song Chuan's memory, Zhu Suosuo didn't seem to be very rich, did she?
Could she afford to buy a Cullinan?
"You're saying if I return this car, you'll give me three million?"
"T-three million? This car originally costs six million?"
Zhu Suosuo's pupils suddenly contracted when she heard the car price. She seemed extremely shocked.
The sales representative was also puzzled by her reaction.
"Miss, isn't the price tag right there?"
"Why are you making that face?"
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