"In this case, I have to remind you that the ownership of the house basically belongs to the person whose name is written when buying the house. You pay for a house and write down people's names. Have you ever thought about any disputes in the future? In particular, there are too many relatives fighting each other over the house. You have to think it over. " Zhou Ziqian said while recording something on the paper.
Although the tone is cold, Tong Zimei still hears the kind reminder from Zhou Ziqian's words. She laughs, "I know, writing her name, there won't be any problem."
Zhou Ziqian stopped writing, looked up and asked, "is it so easy to trust others?"
Seeing her serious appearance, Tong Zimei thought that this girl is actually very kind in nature, but her self-protection consciousness is too heavy, so she seriously replied, "there must be basic trust between people as the premise, in order to continue to communicate. If we don't believe in each other at first and look at others with colored glasses, it's natural that this kind of communication is doomed to be full of disasters from the beginning, and what kind of misunderstanding or mutual distrust will happen in the future. There's a saying, isn't it? You don't have to doubt people, but you don't have to doubt people. "
Tong Zimei said in a slow, soft voice. Zhou Ziqian frowned slightly, as if he was thinking. Then she bowed her head and continued to write on the paper without saying a word.
Soon, Zhou Ziqian ran through all the formalities for Tong Zimei. Finally, he got up and said with no expression, "all the formalities have been finished. Go back and wait for the notice. It's about two weeks. After the loan is completed, you can go to the property office to handle the handover procedures, and then you can decorate the house with the key. "
Tong Zimei looked at Zhou Ziqian who was cleaning up the materials on the table and said gratefully, "thank you. It's thanks to you." No matter what the starting point of Zhou Ziqian is, she always solves a big problem for herself.
Zhou Zi was stunned. He snorted a little and didn't appreciate it. "Thank you. Just help me find a few words in front of Mr. Liao."
Looking at Zhou Ziqian's figure, Tong Zimei can't help shaking her head. She is a straightforward person, just a little too straightforward.
Remembering that her top priority was to find a house, she sighed and got up to leave the sales office.
Approaching the door, Zhou Ziqian called her back, "Hey, wait a minute."
Tong Zimei turned around. Zhou Ziqian had already stepped forward quickly. After stopping, he looked at her like meeting for the first time. See Tong Zimei some inexplicable.
"Why are you always so old, aren't you as old as me? You talk and dress like an old lady. Can't you be younger? "
After Zhou Ziqian finished, he ignored Tong Zimei's reaction and turned to walk with high heels.
Tong Zimei looked at the figure of Zhou Ziqian leaving. He was stunned for a while before he lost his sense of humor. How could Zhou Ziqian be like a child? He clearly felt good for you in his heart. I'm sorry to say that he had to express it in the opposite way. But anyway, in this strange city, a biased impression of you suddenly changed his view of you, Tong Zimei still felt a long lost warmth from the bottom of his heart.
She shook her head and went out of the sales office.
Walking slowly along the roadside, looking at the dense car river after work, people come and go on the street, her heart a never had courage spontaneously.
But her courage didn't last long, and she suddenly found that on the side of the sidewalk, a familiar black SUV was clinging to the side of the road and moving slowly in parallel with her. Because it occupied the bicycle lane, cyclists had to enter the lane and rush to the normal driving cars, while the vehicles coming from behind had to step on the brakes to avoid Pedestrians. As a result, traffic jams are inevitable, and several accidents have almost happened.
But the black SUV didn't worry about the honking of the car behind and drove slowly as if there were no one else.
Tong Zimei walked fast, it drove fast; Tong Zimei slowed down, the car also slowed down to keep parallel with her.
Finally someone saw the clue and poked his head out of the car, "Hey, I said the woman walking in front, is the car waiting for you?"
"If you want to, do not delay any more. What is this for? "
A kind old lady also stepped forward and advised Tong Zimei, "girl, did you quarrel with your boyfriend? You'd better get on the bus. Look at the traffic jam."
“……”
Listen to the good advice of the old lady, Tong Zimei can't laugh or cry.
She finally stopped, and the car also stopped. Tong Zimei calmed down and stepped forward.
With tacit understanding, the rear door opens automatically.
Tong Zimei got on the car, and there was already a person in the back seat of the car.
After Tong Zimei sat down, the car turned left and right flexibly in the dense car river, and soon disappeared.
The person in the seat on the left looks at Tong Zimei with a smile. Tong Zimei looks at the man who gave her the check in the afternoon.
Steady mind, Tong purple eyebrow cold way, "you have been tracking me?"
"Not to mention, Miss Tong, it's the pieces of paper you spilled that reveal your whereabouts." Man light way.Tong Zimei took a deep breath, "since it has been given to me, I have the right to dispose of it at will, don't I?"
The man looked at her and said, "in principle, the boss asked me to hand it over to miss Tong -"
"so, didn't you finish your task?" Tong purple eyebrow interrupts his words, sneer a way, the implication is, you tube too wide.
The man is tiny Zheng, light a smile, "Miss Tong, please listen to me finish.". Because miss Tong disposed of this thing at will, she may not understand the boss's meaning correctly. "
Tong Zimei is stunned, "understand correctly?"
"In fact, there's a note in the envelope that you dispose of at will." The man warned.
"The note?"
saw the look as like as two peas at the purple eyes. The man took a identical envelope from his jacket pocket and handed it to Tong Zi Mei. "I already expected you might do this, so this is a backup."
Tong Zimei accepted it, shaking hands to open it, a piece of pink paper with only five words on it. Looking at the familiar handwriting, Tong Zimei turned pale.
She sat there petrified, looking out the window at the buildings speeding by, her mind blank. She didn't even hear the people next to her.
"I heard Miss Tong wants to buy a house?" The man looked at her and asked with concern.
Tong Zimei looked out of the window, lost in thought for a long time, then turned around, pale face without blood, "please send me back."