The pot-bellied middle-aged man talked about the issue of money, his cold face became more gloomy, and he showed an unaccommodating attitude: "Gentlemen, the rent is not something I can decide. You all call me the landlord, but I am not the landlord of this building."

As the owner of the building, I am just an administrator. If I reduce or reduce your rent without authorization, it would be too cruel for me."

The fat body pushed past the two speechless tenants and walked towards the door. Karl changed his tone and said: "Mr. Fourth, come this way. There is something wrong with the street lights recently. I haven't had time to call someone to repair it."

"

Zhou Jinru followed behind and walked into the doorway one after another. The little boy holding the newspaper did not dare to follow.

Walking down the stairs, they came to the basement of the building and opened a door. The fluorescent lamp above their heads gave off a faint light. The lamp turned black and seemed to have reached the end of its life.

When entering the door, a little girl who was only four or five years old was running in the main hall holding her rag doll. When she saw Karl arriving, she quickly stopped and raised her treasure: "Dad, look, this is

A gift from my brother!"

"Really? That's great. Go and play in the room. Dad has friends here."

"Oh, bye dad."

The little girl Luo Shan obediently returned to the back room and gently closed the door.

Zhou Jinru listened to Karl's soft tone and could not see the coldness and gloominess on the ground at all. It was obvious that he was trying his best to be a good father.

"This is my little daughter Roxanne. She is a good child."

Zhou Jinru nodded: "You can see that in this hellish age, it is great to have a good child, and it is even more valuable for a child to have a good father."

Karl was stunned for two seconds and couldn't help laughing twice. He put away his smile again, straightened his back, and tried his best to show the dignity he wanted: "Well, Mr. Fourth, let's stop here first, and then fill in the form.

, this is the request of the police station, we as citizens have to comply, right?"

The obese man walked to the cabinet, pulled out a few papers from the pile of papers piled in the corner, picked up the pen attached to his body, unscrewed the pen cap, and thought about how to speak.

Sitting in front of him was a man who called himself Mr. Fourth. After taking off his top hat, he revealed a head of short, thick black hair. There was no trace of racial characteristics on the surface. His facial lines were hard and he had no beard, but his chin was shaved and turned blue.

At least judging from his appearance, this is not a person who does evil things.

Karl has met many tenants and thinks he has developed an eye for recognizing people. Mr. Fourth does not look like a bad person.

"Mr. Four, please show your personal ID."

Zhou Jinru took out a black wallet from the lining pocket of his coat and handed a small book with a green cover to Karl.

"Thomas Cotman, 27 years old, a native of Liberia, from Sant'Aral, Colombia, an explorer by profession, with a Victoria Border certification stamp."

This document dispelled the last doubt in Carl's mind. The border inspection department had stamped it, so there would be no problems. Even if there were, they would be responsible.

Zhou Jinru took the certificate and said with a smile: "Let's call me Mr. Fourth. I am a wanderer, but my colleagues like to call me explorer."

Karl lowered his head and quickly filled out the form: "My eldest son often rents some adventure novels from the bookstore. I have to say that there are indeed many areas worth exploring in Colombia. I also wanted to be an explorer when I was young. Unfortunately,

What’s more, I got married later.”

"Many times there is no difference between an explorer and a beggar. Well, getting married...well, we are like two birds in a cage, envying each other's food trough."

Karl looked at Zhou Jinru and said solemnly: "Believe me, marriage is a man's grave."

"Being an explorer may end up with no grave."

"Oh, you are right, we are just envious of each other. If we change places, I really don't want to."

He pointed to two locations for Zhou Jinru to sign. After confirmation, the form was filled out.

Karl put away the documents with satisfaction, took out a brass key from the key ring behind him and handed it to Zhou Jinru: "Mr. Fourth, your room is room 2-1, with a living room and a bedroom. It has all the necessary furniture. Don't dislike it."

They are old, because the rent is really affordable. You can put your luggage first, and the rent can wait. We provide catering services, and you only need to pay an extra fee to ensure hygiene and cleanliness."

Zhou Jinru took the key and was about to get up and leave. Karl hesitated for a few seconds: "I'll take you there, and I'll let you get familiar with the environment. It's pretty good here. It's really much better than those bastards outside."

"Thanks."

The two people left the basement and walked up a relatively narrow staircase to the second floor. Room 2-1 was facing the corridor entrance. At this time, the tenant who happened to be opposite the door went out, and an elderly couple appeared in front of them.

Under the light at the entrance of the stairs, Zhou Jinru could see the other party clearly. They were at least sixty years old. Time had left wrinkles on the corners of their eyes. The old couple were supporting each other, and the old man was still using a cane.

"We have a new neighbor?"

Karl opened the door and said without looking back: "Yes, Mr. Fourth will move in today and he will be our neighbor for a while."

Click.

The door opened, Karl reached out to turn on the light and stood at the door.

After Zhou Jinru took off his hat and saluted, he walked into the room. As Karl said, the furniture inside was quite old. The style could even be found in an antique store, but in this era, antiques did not have much value.

At least it can be used and people can live in it.

"fine."

Zhou Jinru put his luggage beside the bed in the bedroom and took off his coat. Only then did Karl see a stethoscope hanging around his neck. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mr. Fourth, are you still a doctor?"

Facing the landlord's unconscious use of honorifics, Zhou Jinru slowly shook his head: "A doctor is just a part-time job. You know, explorers must know some simple medical skills when they go out. In addition to treating myself, sometimes I also earn some

Travel expenses.”

"You are such a knowledgeable man."

The latter part of Zhou Jinru's words had automatically filtered into modesty in Karl's ears. No matter what Mr. Fourth was here for, he was at least a very capable and successful person.

Would any beggar dress so formally?

If that were the case, Karl wouldn't let him live in his apartment building.

Zhou Jinru asked: "About the rent..."

"Oh, the rent is calculated on a weekly basis. You stay for one week and deposit for one week. When you check out, the deposit and the remaining rent will be refunded. You won't pay even a penny more. Don't worry."

I'm not worried at all.
Chapter completed!