“Warmly celebrate the opening of the X Jade and Jewelry Exhibition.”

There are also several rows of small characters written under the banner, booth recruitment, address, contact person, and contact number.

"Brother, where are you going?" The brother poked his head out of the car window and asked, fucking a Beijing-style pen.

Yang Ming glanced at the address below the advertisement and said, "Go to Fangyuan."

"Get in the car!" said the brother.

Yang Ming opened the car door, threw the gift box into the back row, and sat in the passenger seat by himself.

Taxi turns around and gets on the road.

The roads in the capital are congested, and people who have never been here cannot imagine it.

"Do you guys come to the jade exhibition?" On the way, the brother started chatting with Yang Ming.

"right."

Yang Ming nodded and said, "You pull me into the community near the exhibition, I will find a place to live first."

"Are you here for business or work?"

"No. There is no work now, so I'm going to take a look here and I'll talk about it later."

"What kind of house are you going to find?"

"What's it like? Just the average one is fine, not too good, not too bad, just medium ones."

"Okay!"

Twenty minutes later, the taxi driver pulled Yang Ming outside a mid-range community located on Fangyuan West Street. There was a row of shops on the roadside. At first glance, there were five or six intermediary companies that were second-hand houses for sale and rental.

Less than ten seconds after standing firm, a real estate agent in a suit came up and recommended: "Sir, come to see the house?"

"Um."

Yang Ming nodded, and the real estate agent immediately helped him pick up the gift box and walked towards the agency.

"Come in and have a look. My name is Yang Wei, sir."

"Don't let your surname Yang and Yang Ming."

"Are you my old family? Should Mr. Yang buy or rent a house?"

“Rent.”

"What kind of room do you want?"

"Just as it is, it's best to check in directly."

"Okay, I understand. You can sit here and have a tea first, and I'll find you a property."

You just understand what? I don’t know what I’m talking about?

But this service attitude is really nothing.

Soon, Yang Wei showed Yang Ming a propaganda painting about a stack of houses.

Yang Ming looked through it and chose the three more suitable ones.
Chapter completed!