When Sophie went out, Zhao Dong simply tidied up and followed her out.
There has been no movement from Jiang Ying, but according to their agreement, when she and Sun Weidong have a falling out, she will greet him in advance.
As long as Sun Weidong is defeated, Fatty Sun, who has no backer, will naturally have nothing to worry about.
Without Fatty Sun's constraints, Zhao Dong wouldn't believe it. With his ability, wouldn't he be able to make a name for himself?
As for Xiao Wu, he still has to report to the Ninth Division on time today. According to what he said yesterday, the Ninth Division's operations will be in these two days.
Zhao Dong had a headache. Why did everything happen at once?
Just as I was thinking about it, people had already left the community.
The car was driven away by Sophie, so Zhao Dong had no choice but to take the bus or take a taxi. There would be too much expenses in the next few days, so it would be nice to save some money.
After swaying on the bus for more than an hour and changing buses twice, I finally arrived at the place.
Nancheng District is located in the very center of Tianzhou. It is no exaggeration to say that every inch of land here is valuable.
Not to mention office buildings, the average price of housing alone has reached 70,000, which shows its ability to attract money.
By the same token, anyone who can open a house as a real estate agent nearby is naturally not a small business. After finding a store with a familiar sign, he pushed open the door and entered.
Zhao Dong told the other party about the conditions for renting a house. The lady in charge of the reception was very professional. After a while of crackling operations on the computer, she quickly listed all the houses that matched the requirements.
There were many houses, so he just looked at them and quickly chose one that he liked more.
"Can I have a look at the house? My girlfriend is a bit demanding. I have to go over and take a look at it so that she can feel at ease."
The receptionist replied very professionally: "No problem, please show your ID card and register your identity information, and I will arrange for the salesperson to take you over to take a look at the house."
Zhao Dong took out the ID card he had prepared long ago.
The receptionist had just entered the information and asked again, "Excuse me, sir, is this ID card yours?"
Zhao Dong felt a little strange and agreed: "Yes, it's me."
"Okay, please wait!"
After a while, she handed her ID card back and said with an apology: "Sir, I'm sorry, the apartment you just looked at has been booked out."
"So fast?"
Although it is a pity, there is no other way. Zhao Dong smiled bitterly and said: "Then I will choose another set."
After re-selecting, the receptionist gave the same reply, "Sorry, sir, this set has also been booked."
"Why is it such a coincidence?"
Zhao Dong didn't believe in evil, so he chose a few more sets and got the same answer.
Now he was a little unhappy. He looked at a bunch of them for himself, and after selecting them over and over, none of them were empty. Isn't this an obvious joke?
Feeling unhappy, his tone became a little more serious, "What is going on at your house? Why do you still want to show it to me if someone has made a reservation?"
"Sir, I'm sorry, I just saw it."
"Then find me a few houses that can be rented, and then show them to me after you decide."
The receptionist looked embarrassed and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, I just checked again and there are no properties nearby that meet your requirements!"
Now it was Zhao Dong's turn to be surprised, "What do you mean? Your store is so big, but you don't have the housing I'm looking for. Do I have very high requirements?"
The receptionist was very professional. No matter what Zhao Dong asked, she always apologized, "I'm sorry, sir."
Zhao Dong didn't want to continue to embarrass her, "In that case, call your manager over!"
"Sorry, sir, the manager went to the head office for a meeting and is not in the store. And even if the manager comes, it will be useless. The house you want is really not available."
Zhao Dong is not stupid, he has already heard that something is wrong.
Ignoring the weird look on the receptionist's face, he blurted out: "I don't think it's because there is no room available, but it's just that they won't rent it to me, right?"
How could she dare to admit it? She shook her head and said, "No, sir, you have misunderstood."
Without her needing to confirm, Zhao Dong had already noticed something strange from the shock on her face.
It is not difficult to imagine that real estate agents will definitely not make money.
Zhao Dong and she had never met each other before, and they would not make things particularly difficult for him. All the changes started when he handed over his ID card.
In other words, someone specifically greeted him.
Who could it be?
The answer is ready to come out. Apart from the Su family, probably no one has such great energy.
There was no point in lingering any longer. Zhao Dong put away his ID card and turned around to leave.
The receptionist looked at Zhao Dong's leaving figure and felt helpless.
She also wanted to make money, but after entering Zhao Dong's information into the computer, she discovered that his name had been blacklisted.
In this case, it is either a default in arrears of intermediary fees or a malicious subletting.
Anyway, he was blocked by the whole industry. In the era of information sharing, he could not rent a house from any agency, not even hers.
Zhao Dong didn't know about this situation yet. After leaving here, he went to several smaller agencies.
The reasons given were all kinds of strange, but the result was the same: I couldn't rent a house.
One family even made it clear that they would not rent to him!
In this way, Zhao Dong has been able to determine that Aunt Mei is most likely putting pressure on this matter.
The purpose is very simple, just to force him to a dead end!
Although there were many housing agencies on the street, Zhao Dong was not in the mood to try again, so he found a store and had lunch casually.
Aunt Mei only gave him three days, and he didn't expect to be kicked out by then.
But the real estate agent won’t rent the house to him, what should he do now?
Asking Sophie for help? He couldn't say this. There was no need to trouble her with such a trivial matter.
Besides, Aunt Mei gave an ultimatum yesterday, so Sophie's situation in the company is probably not much better.
Just as he was thinking about it, Sophie called, "How's it going? Have you found a suitable house?"
Zhao Dong responded vaguely, "Looking for it."
"As soon as possible, Lafayette has been causing trouble for me today, which really makes me anxious. The worst is to resign!"
"Lafayette" is Sophie's private name for Aunt Mei. It's just that Aunt Mei acts too domineering and has to make the decision for her in everything, so she got such a nickname.
Zhao Dong asked with some uncertainty, "Resign?"
"What else should I do? Do you think she doesn't want to do this? If it weren't for Huayang..."
Sophie knew she had made a mistake and hurriedly changed the topic, "Forget it, hurry up and find a house. If she forces me again, I might really quit my job!"
With today's lesson learned, Zhao Dong reminded: "Don't be impulsive about resigning."
Sophie asked funnyly, "Why are you so nervous? Are you worried that I will let you raise her?"
"no……"
Before Zhao Dong could finish speaking, he was hurriedly interrupted, "I have a call coming in, I'll talk to you later!"
Without waiting for a reply, a busy signal came from the other end of the phone.
Zhao Dong smiled bitterly, he had a hunch that the phone number was from Xu Huayang.