This kiss was deeper than the other two. It was mixed with some longing and desire, as well as revenge after a long separation.
She felt his lips and tongue, warm, soft, and suppressed eagerness.
His hands were around her waist, breathing lightly, Sheng Yiqing subconsciously wanted to unbutton his collar, the two of them moved too much, and I don't know who hit the steering wheel, the horn button was pressed, and the car screamed suddenly.
The kiss was interrupted.
Sheng Yiqing's face was pressed against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, his voice was a little hoarse than usual, he pulled her hair, and asked softly, "Do we go to the hotel, or... I go back to my own home now?"
She raised her face from his chest, her eyes were misty, and her mouth was swollen: "Actually there is another option..."
Go to her house.
The rain stopped.
The two people with ulterior motives walked in a serious manner, one in front and one behind. The weather after the rain smelled of fresh earth. The clouds were pierced by water and were now softly placed on the horizon, waiting for the sun to dry them out.
Following her into the unit door, the corridor was dark and there was no one. My heart was beating wildly, and the warmth of the other person was still on the corner of my mouth. In the narrow space just now, I could only hear the sound of water and a slight gasp. The memories were filled with burning heat. She tried to change the subject and said, "The voice-activated light broke recently." But as soon as she opened her mouth, the light came on.
"..." Sheng Yiqing was speechless: "It was fixed so quickly?"
"When did we have trouble when we were together?" He curled his lips. He stood close to her again. Both of them were sanctimonious. The elevator door slowly closed. Chen Zhuan reached out and put his arm around her waist. Sheng Yiqing turned around quickly, and the dry firewood and the raging fire were eager to continue burning. But this time, before the four lips touched each other, a hand suddenly reached in. With a solemn "ding" sound, the two elevator doors that were supposed to touch each other bounced open like the lips of two people.
Two people came into the elevator lively - a man in a suit and a lady in high heels.
The man spoke first: "Madam, you really came to the right community. Look at the geographical location: Chaoyang Park, Sanlitun and Liangmaqiao are a circle, and the center of the circle is here. And the greenery, you just saw it downstairs, right? The trees are so lush. You didn't catch a good time today. If you came a few months earlier, peach blossoms, cherry blossoms and pear blossoms would all be in full bloom. In autumn, it's different, ginkgo and maple leaves, falling petals are colorful."
The lady in high heels hummed slowly.
Chen Zhuan recognized him at once. This person is a real estate agent. Hearing this, he was a little annoyed: Yes, I have seen so many houses recently, but I didn't think of this one. It is convenient to live here. There are all major business districts, and there are no school district houses. It is one of the most livable places within the fifth ring road in the east. However, Sheng Yiqing's community is middle-to-high-end, with an average price of at least more than 100,000 yuan per square meter, which is a bit beyond the budget.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but say: "Brother, are you responsible for all the communities in this area? How about we add WeChat?"
"Hey. Sir, are you renting or buying?"
"Buy. I have seen dozens of houses this month, and none of them are satisfactory."
Sheng Yiqing once explained his job to others - to put it bluntly, it is an intermediary. There is no essential difference between financial intermediaries and real estate intermediaries. It is nothing more than connecting buyers and sellers to facilitate transactions. And from the perspective of project cycle and commission, in cities like Beijing and Shanghai where a house can easily cost tens of millions, financial intermediaries may not earn more than real estate intermediaries. After all, an IPO takes at least a year and a half, while selling a house may only take a morning.
When the agent heard that Chen Zhuan wanted to buy a house, his eyes lit up. The two quickly exchanged WeChat in the elevator. The agent called him brother all the time: "Brother, my last name is Li. Brother, I will take this lady to see the last few houses first, and I will find you later. If you have any needs, please send me a message and I will arrange it for you immediately!" As the two talked, they arrived at the floor where Sheng Yiqing's house was. This unit is full of one-bedroom apartments, with two apartments per elevator in the corridor. The house rented by Sheng Yiqing is in the innermost part. The light from the windows in the corridor cannot penetrate, which makes it look a bit deep. There is a wooden shoe rack and a black leather shoe-changing bench at the door. When the door was opened, it was Chen Zhuan who was shocked-This is a "hairy" and tightly packed house. From curtains to carpets to pendants to tablecloths to dolls in the room, everything is fluffy. Looking up, even the walls are covered. The windows of the room were tightly closed. The whole room was stuffy for a day, exuding the strong aroma of milk and roses. Chen Zhuan then noticed that she had placed a wall of cups and scented candles near the entrance.
He subconsciously took a half step back and bumped into a thick string of bags hanging behind the door.
Sheng Yiqing kicked off her shoes and took out two pairs of fluffy slippers from the corner and put them on the ground. After changing her shoes, she didn't care about him and dragged her feet to the refrigerator. When she opened the door, there was a row of beer. Chen Zhuan took a breath and said, "You are really wild."
"There is no way. Our industry is too stressful and needs healing."
"You don't clean up your house?" He asked cautiously.
"Ah?! I just cleaned it last night... Look at how neatly the big and small things are placed on the floor..." Sheng Yiqing looked innocent. Seeing Chen Zhuan focusing on her table full of blind box figurines and the plush toys on the floor, she shrugged: "This is called maximalism, you know, you have to fill up the space to feel safe. My house is beautiful, right?"
"It's pretty good-looking." Chen Zhuan nodded and added, "It's beautiful in a way that doesn't care about other people's lives."
"Isn't that right?" Sheng Yiqing opened the ice beer and took a gulp: "My house is the same as the one you are about to buy, both are for me to live alone for the rest of my life."
As she said this, she turned around, propped her hand on the back of the chair and looked at Chen Zhuan who was one meter away: "Continue kissing? Or are you going to go see a house later?"
" ..." He touched his ears in a daze, and before he could answer, his phone rang first.
The agent's call was a little faster than expected. His voice was filled with familiar enthusiasm, and his tone was very festive. He said, "Brother Chen! I've seen the requirements you sent. A two-bedroom apartment, priced around 700, facing south, with good lighting and good layout, absolutely full five-bedroom and only one, and no requirement for school districts - what a coincidence! I got this one today, with a total price of 7.35 million. Come and take a look. If it's suitable, let's ask the owner for a discount!"
"It seems you have to be patient for a while." He smiled and put his phone back in his pocket, "Will you accompany me first? When we come back from looking at houses, it will be as you wish..."
She threw a pillow at him.
Sheng Yiqing was still coaxed and deceived by Chen Zhuan to accompany him to look at houses.
The reason was sufficient. He said he was worried that the kiss time today was too short and he didn't have enough luck. If the house was not good, wouldn't he lose both the wife and the army? He also said that they might be neighbors in the future, and help each other from now on. Finally, he said something meaningful: "According to today's development trend, Sheng Yiqing will probably want to come to his house more often in the future. It's not a bad thing to get familiar with him in advance."
The agent met the two people and led them to the next community while chatting with them. He said that the couple in the elevator in front were also a young couple, but that young couple really worked hard together. They were thinking about renting a house. They looked at more than 20 houses in one afternoon. The two of them directly called two agents and acted separately. This efficiency is called high.
Chen Zhuan responded coldly, "I had also picked a house, but it was snatched away by a young couple. This is indeed efficient."
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"We agreed to sign the contract today, but when I arrived at the agency, they told me that the landlord was talking to someone else and asked me to wait. I waited for an hour, and a group of people came out happily to tell me that they had signed the contract. I asked them what was going on, and the landlord was very surprised and said to me: Do you really want to buy it? I saw that they were a couple, so the probability of buying was a little higher, so I met them first..."
"Hey." The agent Xiao Li comforted him: "A blessing in disguise. Besides, it's not impossible for a handsome man and a beautiful woman to get married. Wait until you two get married..."
Chen Zhuan glanced at Sheng Yiqing with a half-smile, and said nonsense to the agency: "I want to marry her. But this beautiful woman refuses to marry, and insists that she will be safe if she doesn't get married or have children. Can you persuade her for me? . "
"Oh, this is your fault, beautiful lady!" The intermediary Xiao Li raised his eyebrows, became anxious, and said earnestly, "This marriage is only good for women, no harm. Think about it, how unsafe is it for a girl to live alone? After marriage, someone will protect you. Besides, after marriage, it is a family. You no longer need to fight alone, but someone will help you, right..."
Sheng Yiqing stared at Chen Zhuan's handsome face and cursed silently: "Asshole", of course, her mouth was not idle, and she sighed faintly: "Why don't I want to get married? But my mother disagrees. According to our customs, marriage requires 30,000 betrothal gifts... But he can't afford it no matter what, and insists that 30,000 betrothal gifts will cost him his life..."
"30,000...ah...this is your fault...Although you are really handsome, but, but the sincerity of marrying a wife..." The intermediary brother glanced at Chen Zhuan, and felt very disappointed.
The house that the agent took Chen Zhuan to see was close to Sheng Yiqing's community, but the gates of the two communities faced different directions, so it took a whole circle to get from one community to the other. Chen Zhuan walked and looked around, and found that this place was indeed livable. Along the way, there were cafes, restaurants, fruit shops, and imported supermarkets. It was getting close to dusk, and the restaurant had set up a few small tables and chairs outside the glass window, with olive green tarpaulins on the top and strings of firefly-like lights wrapped around the edge of the shed. Several guests sat on chairs and chatted, looking relaxed.
The building introduced by the agent was at the innermost part of the community, with a floor height of 85. After getting out of the elevator, Chen Zhuan couldn't help but exclaimed, pointing to the window in the corridor and asking Sheng Yiqing to look out: "Isn't this your home?"
Only then did he realize that the two buildings were close to each other. Looking from this direction, he could just see the living room window of Sheng Yiqing's house: the curtains were wide open, and the floor was full of plush dolls. If he looked more carefully, he could also see Sheng Yiqing's laptop on the sofa.
"You can see it so clearly?" She was startled.
He glanced at her with amusement: "Remember to draw the curtains next time."
While distributing shoe covers, the agent introduced the owner of this house, saying that the owner is also good and very wealthy. There are more than a dozen houses nearby, some for rent and some for sale, all depending on the mood. He seems to be in the United States these days. This house was bought more than ten years ago. The owner himself has been busy with investment recently, so he wants to sell a house for fun.
The doors were pushed open one by one, and it was indeed finely decorated. Even a set of leather sofas in the living room was planned to be given away. "This set has not been put up yet. It's a coincidence that you met me today. I tell you, if you ask me tomorrow, it's probably hanging."
Chen Zhuan was obviously satisfied with the house. After hearing this, his eyes passed through Sheng Yiqing, and he answered with a curved corner of his mouth: "Good luck."
"Your luck is really good!" The guy continued.
"So if I want this house, can I sign it tonight?" Chen Zhuan said bluntly. "Oh! That's great." The agent's eyes lit up, and he was about to make a phone call while walking out happily. But after a while, he came in with a sad face: "Brother Chen, I have to tell you something. Our house..." Chen Zhuan had a bad feeling and guessed: "Will it be snatched away by someone?" "No, no, no. But my colleague also brought a young couple to see the house this afternoon. They were very satisfied with it and are now contacting the owner. Isn't the owner in the United States? He hasn't woken up yet at this time. Everyone has to line up to video chat with him. After the chat is done, he will return to China the day after tomorrow to sign the contract." "So who can video chat with him first is the key." Chen Zhuan frowned. "That's right! The situation is that my colleague and I both have the WeChat of the landlord. We decided to compete fairly and tell the landlord about the situation of both buyers on WeChat. When the landlord wakes up, we will talk to whoever he is more interested in first. As for the offer, I think the landlord's attitude is that 100,000 is the bottom price." Sheng Yiqing listened to it and sighed: "It seems that I have to interview again--" She simply found a sofa to sit down and looked through WeChat on her phone. She just resigned today, and the most urgent thing is to find a job and submit a resume. Fortunately, she has been working for four years and has become familiar in the market. When she learned that she was planning to transfer, several headhunters sent her messages, saying that they could introduce securities companies of the same level. "Same level?" Sheng Yiqing repeated. The contempt chain exists in any industry. Securities companies also pay attention to first-class and third-class. Hongye, where she was previously, is at most second-class. If you want to jump to a better securities company, you need to discount your qualifications by default. "Definitely give priority to companies of the same level." The headhunter replied: "It's not impossible to go to a top company, such as Hesheng, but it is estimated that you will not be able to upgrade to VP in the short term, and you may have to start from asso." Before Sheng Yiqing replied, Chen Zhuan sat down next to her, put his long arm on the back of the sofa, leaned over, and said again: "Wife." Sheng Yiqing almost jumped up, "What are you doing?" The man just smiled and stared at her red ears, "Give me a copy of your resume too." "No." "Hey, I said that they are a young couple over there, I can't suffer the same loss again. I I just decided on the battle plan. I will tell people about our work and basic situation on WeChat. We are handsome and beautiful, and we are from a white family. The landlord will give me priority. "
"Oh, aren't you a non-marriage advocate? Now you have to lower your status to buy a house?"
Chen Zhuan didn't argue with her this time. He nodded and sighed honestly: "I have learned a lesson - marriage is not useless."
Sheng Yiqing looked at him like a show, "What benefits does the resume give you?"
"Well..." He tilted his head and thought for a while, and said seriously, "I promise you one thing. How about it?"
"Everything?" Sheng Yiqing was surprised.
"Of course not. For example, giving you 1 million does not count." He stated the conditions seriously, "Only what I can do. Of course, kissing you does not count."
Before Sheng Yiqing had time to glare at him, he heard him continue to mutter,
"After all, I am taking advantage of this kind of thing."
"..."
According to the agent, the homeowner is in finance. He usually gets up at 6 o'clock in the morning to exercise. It is estimated that he will have time to check WeChat after taking a shower. Sheng Yiqing let Chen Zhuan and the agent brother plan the big business, choose words and sentences, and finally sent the editor's message.
Glanced at the time: exactly 5:30. Finally relieved.
The agent brother was still in a state of battle, arranging to order takeout for the two people, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, a ring rang, and the agent picked up the phone and changed his expression-
It was the owner calling.
So fast? !
The three of them sat in a row on the sofa and picked up the video call. A thin man in a bathrobe greeted the camera. He looked familiar. Before the agent could speak, he spoke first: "Let's put the house aside for now." Then, in the shocked eyes of several people, he locked his eyes on the only girl's face, "Sheng Yiqing, I read your resume. You worked in Hongye for IPO for 4 years, involving both A-shares and Hong Kong stocks. I want to know if you have any plans to change jobs now?"