And because I didn't want to live alone, I rented one room, and the other room was a friend I knew later and had a relatively good relationship with.

She opened the door and threw two eyes at her.

A look reveals curiosity, which is full of curiosity. This look belongs to her better friend, Ji Manzhi.

"Xiaoguo, are you back?" Ji Manzhi stood up and went to Tangguo's face. He asked uncertainly, "is it true on the Internet? Did you really copy that high school student's lyrics and songs? "

"Xiaoguo, how can you do such a thing?"

Tang Guo looked at Ji Manzhi and said, "I didn't copy each other."

"But they published earlier than you or sang by themselves. Do you have no inspiration, so you can't help stealing the fruits of others when you see a style similar to yours?"

Tango glanced at jimanzhi, didn't answer the question before, but said, "I'm going to sell my house. I'll give you three days to move out."

Jimanzhi is a green tea. She is not interested in keeping people here.

That is to say, the original owner didn't care about the rent, so jimanzhi lived here for nothing. Jimanzhi was curious and turned on the recording of her mobile phone. She wanted her to admit it. Tomorrow, she could take the recording out of the newspaper office and put it on the Internet. Maybe she could get a huge bonus.

Eat what's inside and out.

"Selling houses? Xiaoguo, it's good. How can you sell your house? You sold the house. Where do I live? " Ji Manzhi couldn't help jumping, and forgot to ask Tang Guo about copying other high school students' songs.

This house is good. Every room is very big. The security of the community is OK.

The main thing is to live here, not to let her spend a cent, but also to be able to eat for free, to move her out of here, she can not bear.

"I have a dream. I'm going to sell my house." Tangguo goes to the dream and says again, "I'll return the rent you paid in advance and the deposit later. Because it is my breach of contract, I will compensate you for one month's rent. "

A dream blinked: "but I like to live here. The rent is not a problem. Let me live here. I will pay you double. If it's not enough, three times and five times, how many times do you think, you can ask for the price."

"But I have to sell. I've been told by the company to quit and I won't live here anymore."

"How much do you sell? I'll take it." Have a dream to still use the tone of that particularly insipid speech, the appearance is delicate, the stature is small, but the speech that says like a background is particularly fierce big man.

Hearing the voice of a dream, Tangguo has no doubt that the other side is not short of money. In the memory of the original master, there is almost no sense of existence.

It's possible that you sit in the living room and watch TV for a while before you find another person sitting on the other side of the sofa.

The original owner has no interest in prying into other people's privacy. As long as the renter doesn't come around her house and bring a mess of people, she won't ask anything.

"Do you really want to buy it?" Tango asked again that the house was carefully arranged, but it was no longer needed for her.

In the original, the original owner also sold the house, but not so early.

"Well." A dream answered softly, nodding, "how much is it? When will it be sold? Now? "