Chapter 15

Although Yang song can play chess, but not very smart, but see these two old people play, immediately know, these two old men, are stinky chess Basket!

About 20 minutes later, the two men finally finished the game. Sure enough, although the old man in Tang costume was a rotten chess basket, he was still a little more powerful than that old man. Finally, he used a car to follow a gun general.

Finally, after playing chess, the old man in Tang Dynasty stood up and motioned another old man to put away his chessboard. He introduced: "young man, my name is Meng Guang, and this old man is sun Zhengyang. All of them live in a building. He likes to get together to play chess when he is free. He doesn't know your name, young man."

Yang Song quickly introduced himself: "Hello, granddad Meng, Hello, my name is Yang Song, I am a student from the university next door."

"Good, good! The young man is very nice. He has been waiting for our two rotten chess baskets to play for so long. Lao Meng, you should take people to see the house quickly, and don't let them wait all the time! " Old sun chuckled away the chessboard and held it in his hand, ready to go home.

"Xiao Yang, come on, take you to see the house," Meng said with a smile

"Hello

After walking for about ten minutes, he came to a place at the back of the community. Yang songsuan knew about it. It was a compound residential house. All of them started at 200 square meters. I don't know what the old man brought himself to this place.

Come to a building in front of the time, Meng old smile ha ha said: "Xiao Yang, arrived, the top floor, is the old man's home!"

"This... Old man, is it too big? I live alone Yang Song is a little uncertain. If he really lives in the compound style, it's a bit exaggerated!

However, Meng Lao said with some regret: "originally, this is to live with my granddaughter. As a result, she said that she would go to other places to do business with her friends for a year or two. As an old man, I lived too boring. I just wanted to find a young man for company. You can rest assured that the money will not be overcharged for you! And, don't worry, when you get in, you'll understand! "

The old man's words are all about this step. Yang Song has no choice but to follow the old man to have a look. If he shares the rent with an old man, he has no big problem. And it seems that the old man is really good. There should be no danger.

As an elevator, he came to the 10th floor. Because this building is compound, the floors are relatively high. There are ten floors in total. He lives on the top floor. Yang Song follows the old man to a gate.

The old man put his finger on it. Yang Song saw that it was a fingerprint lock. It looked like a high-end one!

"Click!"

A broadcast sound up, the door opened in response, Yang Song followed the old man to go in, suddenly some startled.

Luxurious decoration, with a western style, but also has Chinese style furniture, together, will not feel unwell, even some suitable feeling.

"Xiao Yang, what's the matter? This is my old man's house, but there is no one to live in. It's usually called for people to come and clean it every half a month. If you want, you can live here."

Yang Song didn't hear clearly, but just looked at the kitchen. The kitchen fully met his psychological expectations. The huge space and a gas stove could meet Yang Song's various needs. In Yang Song's eyes, this place is completely prepared for himself!

"Mr. Meng, how much are you going to rent this room?" Yang song can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, some reluctantly take back his eyes.

Meng Lao looked around and said with a smile: "although the room is quite large, I like to rent it to people who see the opposite eye. For example, you know that you are a student. If you don't want more, how about two thousand a month?"

"Two thousand?" Yang Song couldn't help shouting. This is too cheap!

As a result, people thought that Yang Song thought it was too expensive. He said, "if you don't have so much money, we can discuss the price! It's OK to pay once a month. "

Most of the rentals here are paid in a quarter, so Mr. Meng thought Yang Song was worried about this.

"No! Mr. Meng, you misunderstand me. I mean this place is too cheap Yang Song quickly explained that if he had been himself, he might have said it was too expensive, but now he doesn't care about it.

When Meng Lao heard this, he was relieved and said carefully: "in fact, Xiao Yang, I've looked for some people to see the house before. However, when I played chess with Lao sun, all of them were impatient and impatient. Only you were waiting quietly. That's why I decided to take you to see the house."

After hearing this, Yang Song was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the onlooker was still a small test. In fact, he was just watching two stinky baskets playing chess. It was very interesting!

"Come on, follow me!" At this time, Meng Lao seemed to be like a child, pulling Yang Song toward the top of the building.Looking at the old man Meng seems to have some kind of treasure to show himself, Yang Song also rushed to follow up, came to the roof, walked through the gate, Yang Song saw a different small garden.

"See? There is a small garden on the top of the building. My granddaughter and I used to have some barbecue on the top of the building. We were very happy, but now we haven't come to eat for a long time When Mencius talked about it, a trace of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

"Did you see the door?" Mr. Meng pointed to a door beside him, and Yang Song nodded. He then said, "this is my room. If you are ready for anything delicious, call me, and I will come out of it and eat here."

"What? Don't you rent me a room, grandfather Meng? "

Yang Song is totally shocked now, two thousand yuan, rent a super luxury compound, and also with a small garden on the roof, a person! This is simply impossible!

"I know what kind of private space you young people like. I don't get together as an old man! Exactly, I also need that private space! Ha ha

When Mencius said this, the whole person was like an old urchin. He didn't feel like an old man at all. Instead, he was full of vitality.

"I see! Thank you, Mr. Meng! " Yang Song sent out a thank you from the bottom of my heart!

"Good! you're welcome! Look around first