Chapter 85 10. Housing problem

Almost as soon as he and the landlady reached an agreement, Song Wenbin was immediately assigned a job. These tasks did not require any brainpower or any professional knowledge. He only needed to help the guests clear the plates, sweep the floor, and wash the dishes. Song Wenbin did not

He doesn't mind these things, after all, he hasn't gone to college, and he doesn't have the ambition to be high-status while sitting in an office.

It’s just that he doesn’t mind mentally, but his fingers do. His injured finger that needed stitches in China didn’t heal after he came to South Korea. It would be fine if he was carrying dishes and delivering food, but if water got into the dishes while washing the dishes, it would inevitably cause another injury.

Pain.

Song Wenbin had no choice but to wash the dishes with one hand, trying to avoid the wound touching the water.

But this efficiency is not high enough.

There were still a lot of customers in this restaurant. At noon, hundreds of customers came and went in an endless stream. Song Wenbin and the restaurant proprietress were so busy that they didn't even notice that there was a cameraman filming on the side.

Seal's cameramen are also top-notch in their ability to take secret photos. One of them pretended to be a store visitor, went to the kitchen with a selfie stick to take photos of Song Wenbin, and then secretly filmed Song Wenbin. The other got a trolley from nowhere and sat in the car carrying it.

The camera secretly filmed.

Finally, the busy noon passed, and at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, there were finally not many customers. At this time, the proprietress had time to fry some noodles, and she and Song Wenbin sat in the shop to eat.

"What's wrong with your finger?" the landlady asked with concern.

"It's okay." Song Wenbin said.

"There is still more in the pot, not enough to add more."

"4732 a month"

"You come to Korea to work? You don't even learn Korean?"

The landlady said.

The Mediterranean man honked the horn twice in succession, and the photographer's car drove away slowly. Only one photographer was left standing opposite the store, taking secret photos with a small camera.

She looked at Song Wenbin with some hesitation. Song Wenbin didn't know why she hesitated, so he put down his chopsticks and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

"No, the shortest housing period since I started working here is three months. One month is really too short." The agent said awkwardly: "And even if you want to rent for one month, you still need to pay a three-month security deposit.

, if calculated based on this rent, it would be a security deposit of 3.3 million."

He immediately began to direct the work.

Huo Yu muttered.

"Yes." Song Wenbin said. The boss's Chinese was very normal, not like Koreans' poor Chinese. Song Wenbin guessed that he might also be a Chinese.

On the other side, after understanding the prices.

"Hmm."

The agency girl was very happy to see the business. She picked up the key and said: "Then I will take you to see the house. If you are satisfied, we will sign a contract. By the way, the minimum rent here is six months, you know.

"

Sutina and Oil Painting covered their heads as if they were shouting, and shouted like thunder: "What are the conditions? BJ is not that expensive!"

Huo Yu insisted.

A Mediterranean got out of the truck with a cigarette in his mouth.

The landlady said: "The taste of cooking here must be according to their taste."

"Hmph, go and unload those goods from the car."

Then he asked something loudly in Korean.

Judging from the customer flow at noon, the store was indeed very busy, and even he couldn't take care of it here. He didn't know how the proprietress could get here alone.

The landlady was quite satisfied with Song Wenbin's performance throughout the morning. This young man worked very quickly, without unnecessary nonsense, and just did what he was told, which saved her a lot of trouble.

The landlady said hesitantly: "He has a bad temper, if you want to work here."

"What's wrong?" Song Wenbin asked.

"This is already very cheap."

He was about to ask his boss what was wrong with his temper.

“This is it!!”

He didn't know if the landlady he had never met had any taboos. If so, he would have to pay attention to it so that he could get through this month.

Sutina grabbed Huo Yu's arm and whispered in her ear: "We. Can we really find a job??"

"yes."

Huo Yu was very calm. She was not worried about finding a job. She said, "Let's choose this one. I think the decoration is pretty good and the pictures are not fake."

Huo Yu and Su Tina dragged their boxes and started looking for a house in Seoul.

"Yes, it's equivalent to RMB 3,350. It's very suitable for the two of you to live in, but it's a little narrow." The agency girl said with a smile.

“5671 yuan a month!!”

"Then you can also look at this one, with two bedrooms and one living room and bathroom, 70 square meters, 89W per month. Equivalent to RMB 4,732."

The Mediterranean man was just about to continue scolding, but when he turned around and saw Song Wenbin and the landlady sitting at home, he immediately frowned and strode to Song Wenbin's side, his eyes flicking between him and the landlady.

He was moving goods, and the boss Li Dazhong kept complaining to the landlady in Korean. Song Wenbin didn't understand Korean and didn't know what they were talking about, so he just went about his work.

But the boss Li Dazhong had no intention of shaking his hand. Instead, he yelled at the lady boss. The lady boss was helpless and said: "Xiao Song is Chinese and can't understand Korean, so I spoke Chinese to you."

!”

The agent looked at them confused, "How long do you want to rent?"

If they can't find a job, with the high rent of 5,000 a month, they will not be able to check at the end of the month.

Song Wenbin looked back and saw that it was the photographer's car blocking the truck. Seoul is a small place and only one car can pass on the streets here.

"Two bedrooms and one living room. 65W!" Sutina said loudly while looking at the price.

The two of them only have 3.6 million in total. If they finish renting the house, they will have nothing to do and nothing to eat.

Song Wenbin had no complaints. No matter how hard it was, it was all in this month. After all, his goal was the three hundred thousand yuan. He put down the plate, came to the truck, and helped the boss start unloading the goods. The goods were all cabbage and noodles, and some

There are things like ham sausage and sauces.

Song Wenbin was stunned.

Song Wenbin said with a smile.

However, after arriving at the rental agency, Sutina was once again surprised and speechless by the rent in Seoul. At this moment, she was holding the flyer given by the Chinese agency, her eyes widened.

Although the noodles stir-fried by the landlady were extremely dark and had a strong flavor of sauce, Song Wenbin was already so hungry that he couldn't care about the taste and ate with big mouthfuls.

At this time, a truck drove past the door.

The boss stared at him arrogantly and smoked a cigarette.

"Can I rent it for a month?"

"Is it true that there is no one-month rental?"

But the landlady didn't answer this question, she just said vaguely: "Maybe I'm too tired."

Huo Yu asked.

Huo Yu patted her hand to reassure her.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yu's expression suddenly changed.

The boss was stunned for a moment, then looked at Song Wenbin with a frown, "Chinese?"

The landlady quickly stood up and said, "Xiao Song, this is the boss, Li Dazhong, my husband." After that, she said to Mediterranean: "This is Xiao Song, the new waiter in the store."

"What!? Rent starts from half a year!?"

"I have a husband who is the owner of this store."

Due to lack of funds and the extremely high prices in South Korea, they cannot live a life of staying in hotels every day, which will cause their 10,000 yuan to be quickly consumed.

Song Wenbin sucked his noodles and asked a little doubtfully, "Are you the only one who manages this store?"

"Eh?"

When Song Wenbin heard that the boss was coming, he quickly stood up and wanted to shake hands with him.

"Not yet, not yet."

After a moment of silence, the agent smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, miss, we don't have a one-month rental here. If you want to rent for one month, I suggest you stay in a hotel."

The agency girl said: "If you two are renting together, I suggest you look at this model. It has two bedrooms and two living rooms with a kitchen and bathroom. It is very convenient for cooking. It is also close to Exit 1 of Anguo Station on Line 3 of the subway station. It is very convenient.

It requires 110W, which is equivalent to RMB 5,671 per month."

As soon as he got out of the car, he cursed, "Xiba Mu Ben is a bitch, she is a jucha"

The agency girl pointed to another apartment model and said.

This time, even Huo Yu opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time.

"There used to be a handyman who was fired."

3.3 million guaranteed deposit.

Sutina murmured: "It's so expensive."

"Isn't it a little small?"

"Huo Yu. What should I do?"

Sutina asked softly.

Although there are people everywhere, even though there are traces of civilization everywhere.

But Sutina feels that this place is more terrifying than the Caribbean and more terrifying than Nigeria. That kind of terror is called - no money.
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