Zhao Dong didn't notice anything strange, "By the way, how much is the rent? What about the property management fee? Is it expensive?"
Sophie said in a funny tone, "Zhao Dong, why are you acting like an old woman now, opening and closing your mouth just to make money?"
The house was exactly what Xu Huayang said on the phone. She hadn't seen it yet, but she thought the one he recommended wouldn't be too bad.
When Xu Huayang asked someone to deliver the keys in the afternoon, he also brought her a bouquet of flowers, which were her favorite lilies.
There was also a small piece of paper inside, reminding her to get some rest and not stay up late working.
As before, attentive and considerate.
Comparing the two, she suddenly felt that Zhao Dong was boring and not romantic at all.
Since the two established their relationship, they have not even given her gifts, let alone flowers, and have never taken her out to dinner.
Sometimes she even wondered, with his emotional intelligence, how could he catch Shu Qing in the first place?
If Zhao Dong knew what Sophie was thinking, he would definitely vomit blood in depression.
It's not that he doesn't have enough emotional intelligence, it's just that in the face of Sophie's excellence and strength, none of his usual methods can be used.
Hearing Sophie's complaint, Zhao Dong sighed: "You don't know how expensive oil and rice are when you are not a family member."
"I'm afraid of you, the rent is three thousand yuan, and the property management fee is included."
"So cheap?"
Zhao Dong was a little surprised. This afternoon, he inquired carefully about the housing prices in the surrounding area.
According to Sophie's requirements, the rent is at least 5,000 yuan, and it is two bedrooms and one living room. He can only sleep on the sofa. The transportation fee is separately calculated, and an additional 1,000 yuan is added every month.
The 3,000 yuan she mentioned was for a single room, right?
Zhao Dong asked out his doubts.
Sophie couldn't explain it, "I don't know about this either. Let's go over there tomorrow and have a look. Anyway, it's right across from the company. I'll skip work then. Just wait for my call."
After agreeing on a time, Sophie went up to pack her things.
Zhao Dong helped for a while and was soon kicked out.
There are really too many private items, and there is a whole suitcase of underwear alone, not counting the messy cosmetics.
Looking at this situation, it is inevitable to find a moving truck on the day of moving.
At the very least, Sophie's car would definitely not be able to accommodate these large suitcases.
After saying hello to Sophie, Zhao Dong decided to visit Wang Ruyue.
Although it has been agreed that future wages will be calculated on a daily basis, we cannot remain invisible forever.
As soon as I left the house, a phone call came from Tang Rou.
The woman's tone was still strong, "Zhao Dong, please tell me honestly!"
Zhao Dong knew what she was going to ask, so he deliberately pretended to be confused and said, "What do you want to tell me?"
As he spoke, he got into the car.
Sophie usually didn't use the car after returning home, so he was rude.
Moreover, he would fill up the gas every time after using the car, which could help relieve Sophie's stress of maintaining the car.
Tang Rou couldn't wait to ask, "Still pretending to be stupid with me! Where did you get that wording?"
After Zhao Dong got into trouble that day, when he promised to help her get a pair of Master Tuxue's works, Tang Rou didn't take it seriously and even prepared the worst for it.
The high price is on the one hand, but the rarity is the main reason. To put it bluntly, even if you have money, you can't buy it.
She had racked her brains for the work without a seal. Why did Zhao Dong, a poor veteran, open his mouth?
As a result, when he went to work the next day, Xiao Wu brought something for him.
When I opened it, I saw that it was really a copybook, which read, "A crane counts a thousand years of life."
The most important thing is that the next payment actually comes with the personal seal of Master Taxue.
Tang Rou's first reaction was fake!
If nothing else, if this calligraphy is authentic, this seal alone will increase its value dramatically.
Based on her experience, the price of this work is at least 4 million, which is just the street price. If it were taken to an auction house, the price would increase by at least 20 to 30%.
Tang Rou couldn't tell the truth from the false, so she could only break the jar.
As a result, after taking it out at yesterday's banquet, the birthday boy shouted on the spot, "Good word!"
The copybook was undoubtedly authentic, and it immediately made her the focus of the entire banquet.
Countless people asked about the origin of this copybook. Tang Rou didn't want to tell the twists and turns, so she could only respond vaguely.
As a result, she was absent-minded for the entire day, and it wasn't until just a moment ago that she finally couldn't help but dial Zhao Dong's phone number.
Zhao Dong knew from her tone that she must have passed the test, so he casually replied: "It was a gift from a friend."
Tang Rou was going crazy, "A friend gave it to me? Are you kidding me? Master Taxue's copybook was given to you casually?"
Zhao Dong explained, "Maybe he doesn't know how valuable this copybook is, otherwise he wouldn't give it to me."
Tang Rou asked reluctantly, "What friend?"
Zhao Dong scratched his head and thought of an explanation that he thought was perfect, "My friends I met abroad happened a long time ago and I can't contact them now."
Tang Rou heard the flaw, "You were not a soldier before, how could you make friends abroad?"
"Go on a trip."
"Where to travel? Which country?"
"Director Tang, are you asking too much?"
"Zhao Dong, do you think I will believe what you say?"
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. Anyway, I did what I promised you!"
As he spoke, Zhao Dong hung up and let Tang Rou yell, but he ignored her.
There are indeed some questions about the origin of this painting, and he would not be willing to take it out unless he had to.
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On the other side, Tang Rou was still secretly angry when a phone call came in.
She thought it was Zhao Dong calling to apologize, so she said without looking, "Apologise now? It's too late, just wait!"
The other end of the phone smiled heartily, "Hey, who made our Xiaorou angry? Tell me, grandpa will help you vent your anger!"
Tang Rou suddenly understood and apologized hurriedly, "Grandpa Sui, no one, I was joking with my friends."
While explaining, he scolded Zhao Dong bloody.
Damn bastard, you made her embarrassed!
The person on the other end of the phone was polite for a while and finally said, "Xiaorou, your grandfather is really lucky to have such a good granddaughter like you."
Tang Rou could tell something was wrong, "Grandpa Sui, what's wrong with you?"
The person on the other end of the phone blew his beard and stared, "What's wrong? What else can happen? Your grandfather's old friend... old... ahem, didn't your grandfather just get a calligraphy painting, and he took it out during the party today."
The old man's tone became more and more sour, and a burst of jealousy could be heard through the phone, "Tell me, what does he have to show off? It's just Master Taxue's name, it seems like no one has it!"
Tang Rou was helpless. The old people around her grandfather were all very old together. They had no other hobbies when they got together every day. They just liked to fight over each other.
In the past two years, I have become even more fascinated by the works of Master Tuxue.
Grandpa Sui used to have a copybook of Master Ta Xue at home, and he would show it off whenever he had nothing to do.
This made grandpa so envious that he often complained at home. The family went through many twists and turns, but he couldn’t get it!