Chapter 634: 03 melancholy

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In the other compartment of the reception hall, the woman in the red and willows was looking at the amount on the sales contract, and distressed the persuasion of her husband.
"Old Liu, this is too expensive. The smallest apartment here is more than one million."
"This is hard work, you are engaged in credit, and as a result, you have started to borrow money from the bank..."
"Or don't buy it!"
The old Liu on the side, without looking up, signed his name under the purchase contract.
"The purpose of making money is to spend it on my wife and children. This is the school district room, which is also close to my unit. This transportation and food expenses are all saved."
"It's also close to our mother's house. You from the old house ran towards this old house..."
"but."
Seeing that the contract had been collected, at home with a lot of money, it was said that the old old Liu had gone through the procedures behind the saleswoman. Old Liu's wife, after all, stopped the distressed words.
His grandfathers are just talking, but in fact he still hurts a lot.
There is a kind of responsibility called cliff lemma, and a kind of feeling called mutual affection.
The road of life is too long, too many bifurcations, so that we gradually want to charming eyes, unable to find the direction of the real heart.
But there is always one thing, one person, one turning back, one moment, which makes us want to understand and understand.
However, there are not so many lucky moments, and such moments deserve our care and cherish for a lifetime.
The two families left the most central part of this bustling metropolis with a respectful welcome from the sales center.
And the sales manager who watched them get on the back of the taxi, and when they turned around again, they saw the big eyes of several little girls in the sales center.
"Boss! Tell us! Tell me!"
"say what?"
"Qin Guan came to buy a house just now! Qin Guan!"
Looking at the twittering in the staff lounge, the sales manager helped his forehead helplessly.
"Xiao Zhang, pour me a glass of water."
"Ah!" The little girl named Xiao Zhang immediately went to the automatic water dispenser and refilled her own tea cup.
Hey, this is the age of people, but if you do some work, this will start to hurt your back. "
"Leader, I'll rub it for you!" Another little girl standing behind the manager, who was very discerning, got started.
"Okay, don't be shocked like you haven't seen the big world."
"Let's this real estate, there are fewer big people who have sold one after another?"
"But those who are all working on the Financial Street, the age of each one is not small, how can Qin Guan look good!"
"That's right, manager, tell us about it!"
I feel that my shelf is almost the same, and the sales manager starts.
"What do you want to ask? Say it!"
This time it seemed to unscrew the faucet, and thousands of ducks boiled.
"Manager, manager, is it his girlfriend who came with Qin Guan this time?"
"I looked at the wedding room, it seems that the two parents came together."
"Ah~"
Accompanying the sales manager's answer was a little girl's lost voice.
"This is about to get married? How old is Qin Guan!"
"That's it!"
The sales manager gave a few glances and blown the end of the tea near the mouth of the cup: "It's not very young, and the ID card is only 22 years old."
"But your anxiety is useless. Although neither of them said that this is the marriage room, I think it's close."
"Furthermore, even if you don’t marry this group of little girls, you can’t marry you?"
"Oh, leadership! You really hate it! The truth is too hurtful!"
The sales manager who drank two sips, sorted out the badges on his chest, and stood up from the lounge seat.
"Okay, the intermission is almost the same, this one called Qin Guan is not very famous, I remember it was a handsome actor who was shot in an advertisement."
"You said, does he have any big-name works? No? Has he received any domestic awards? No!"
This sentence could be regarded as an injustice to the death of Qin Guan, and the little girls on the side immediately refuted it.
"He is the winner of two European film emperors!"
The sales manager who has already opened the door is unkind to these indignant girls: "That’s nothing to do in China! Don’t talk nonsense! You can sell a few houses with the help of Hala stars Now!"
Seeing that his head boss began to enter a strict working state, wow, a group of small salesmen, like a bird and a beast, spread out.
Watching these young and fresh people return to their positions, only a long sigh came from behind the sales manager.
"I'm still young. I don't eat and wear properly. What's the use of following the stars!"
With the soft closing of the door, this episode, which belonged to their most common work, was retained at this moment.
Just like the most hurried passerby around me, I have stayed in my heart, but I can't beat the touch of time. When I turned around again, I have forgotten you gently...
At the end of September 2003, the atypical pneumonia that ravaged half of the earth had been effectively isolated in China.
In 2003, after losing the pivotal movie star of the Chinese film industry, a famous singer in Asia rose to Taiwan.
In 2003, it was a new year when Chinese-language movies and songs began to show their cutting edge.
In this autumn, Qin Guan only knew that he once again sent away the two people he loved most in his life.
In the closet at home, a warm quilt was left. My mother who always felt that the duck down was not heavy, brought thousands of miles to the newly released 5 pound double quilt made of cotton.
The frozen layer in the refrigerator is a box of black smoked sausages that can only be filled in the Y city. The glass bottles in the fresh layer are the pickled small silkworm pupae that Qin Guan misses most. Among the snacks, it is the most stomach-friendly.
Some deep-fried sauces that are ready to be brought back to the United States are packaged as delicately as chocolate sauce. These are unavailable and cannot be bought.
Two large suitcases with open mouths indicate the intention of the owner here to return, but in this quiet hut, they can't see half of them.
Because Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei went out at this time, they received a call from the real estate agent who had been helping him rent out the large second yard of East Second Ring Road.
At a very low price, Qin Guan, like buying cabbage, is an alley in the pocket, facing the fate of being evaluated for the first time.
Two young men and women hurried over to meet the little employee who was waiting for them outside the intermediary office. (To be continued.)