My Side Job is a Trader

After meditating late at night, Zhang Xin slept soundly.

After finishing the meditation in the morning, I started to wash and go out as usual on a working day.

He and the landlord made an appointment to see the house in the morning, and it happened that he had time to start meditation practice at noon after seeing the house.

After leaving the subway station, Zhang Xin finally came to the place indicated by the navigation after transferring two buses.

This is a villa area, there are no other residences around, and it is far from the main road, so it is a bit remote geographically.

Not far away is Sheshan Mountain. Although the mountain is not high, with an altitude of only about 100 meters, it can be regarded as the highest place in Shanghai.

There is basically a large area of ​​green belt around Sheshan Mountain, so the villa area at the foot of Sheshan Mountain definitely meets Zhang Xin's requirements.

It's a pity that traffic is a big problem. At first, Zhang Xin thought that the villa was just a little farther from the subway station, at least it could be reached directly by bus, but he didn't expect to need to transfer halfway. He had the experience of being crowded by bus during working hours. Feeling a bit sore.

But the most important thing now is to look at the house first, whether to squeeze the bus or buy a second-hand car in the future, all have to be based on the premise that you can take a fancy to the place.

After finding the corresponding house number, Zhang Xin rang the doorbell without hesitation.

"Squeak~"

After opening the door, Zhang Xin saw an old man with gray hair.

"Hello, I made an appointment with you online to rent a house."

"You are Mr. Zhang, right? Hello, I have just been here not long ago, so come in first."

The old man led Zhang Xin in and closed the door behind him.

The two came to the living room one after the other, and Zhang Xin found that the decoration was more European-style, especially the kitchen, which was actually open.

The old man went to the kitchen and poured Zhang Xin a glass of water, and Zhang Xin quickly thanked him.

"My surname is Jiang. This villa originally belonged to my son. Later, he immigrated to a foreign country. The house has been so empty, and occasionally I have to find someone to come back to clean it. So I made up my mind and rented out the villa. It's popular here anyway."

Uncle Jiang took the initiative to introduce the basic situation of the house to Zhang Xin, so that Zhang Xin could make a decision.

Zhang Xin looked around. It can be said that Zhang Xin had never really seen such a luxurious villa since he was a child.

But on the surface Zhang Xin still pretended to be calm, pretending to be calm and asked to look around first.

Uncle Jiang understood what Zhang Xin meant, so he led the way and led Zhang Xin to look at all the rooms one by one, including the storage room and bathroom.

After looking around, Zhang Xin murmured in his heart: Good guy, it is indeed a villa. I hope that the rent will not be too exaggerated later, otherwise there will be no suitable reason to refuse. I can't just open my eyes and talk nonsense, saying that the environment is not good.

Back in the living room, Uncle Jiang pointed to the yard outside the door and said, "You saw the yard when you came in. There are flowers and plants planted on both sides, and there is a garage next to the house. If the young man has a car, it will be more convenient."

Zhang Xin can be said to be 10,000 satisfied with the environment, but the problem now is the price.

Zhang Xin asked tentatively: "Uncle Jiang, this environment is really nothing to talk about, and I can't open my eyes and talk nonsense. What I am worried about now is the rent issue. Is it the 8,000 yuan you listed on the Internet?"

Uncle Jiang came to his senses, smiled and said, "Why, young man, are you still afraid that I will deliberately lie to you?"

"No, sir, the whole villa is rented out, the market price is at least 10,000 to 20,000 yuan, right? Your rent here is only 8,000 yuan. This... I really think a little too much."

"You don't have to worry, young man. I'll spit on my mouth and nail it. You wait a moment, and I'll get the proof for you."

After speaking, the uncle took out the rental contract and real estate certificate from the drawer under the coffee table, and showed them to Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin saw that the contract clearly stated 8,000 yuan a month.

Only then did Zhang Xin confirm that Uncle Jiang was not joking.

But I still hesitated in my heart: "Master, why did you rent it out at such a low price? You shouldn't be short of money, right?"

"Hahaha, the young man has a pretty good imagination. I really don't need money. The main thing I want is to find someone to maintain the villa. Instead of finding someone to come over every month to clean and repair the flowers and plants, it is better to rent out the house. I only have one request, which is to take good care of it. Don’t break the furniture on purpose, and remember to trim the flowers and plants in the yard, there are no other requirements.”

"Okay, I get it. Then, sir, let's sign the contract. To be honest, I like it very much, and the price is also cheap."

When Uncle Jiang heard this, he was also very happy, as if being able to rent out the house was a very happy thing.

Zhang Xin read all the terms of the contract, including some home appliances, and after confirming that they were correct, he signed it without hesitation, and then transferred four months' rent to the uncle. According to the contract, one pays three for one deposit.

Uncle Jiang left the keys, access control and recharge cards such as utilities and gas to Zhang Xin.

"What does the young man do? The salary should be pretty good, right?"

Uncle Jiang confirmed the contract and the amount, and asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Oh, I'm a programmer. Our company is in Songjiang, so I also want to find a house nearby. I used to live next to the Songjiang Xincheng subway station, but it was too noisy there. I like it better. It's quiet, so come over and see if there's a fit."

Uncle Jiang nodded and said, "You look very gentle, so I am very relieved, but I may come to see you every month in the future, I hope you can understand."

The whole process took less than an hour, and then the uncle was about to leave.

Before leaving, Uncle Jiang specially ordered: "Young man, the phone number on the contract belongs to me. If you have anything to do, you can call me directly, but don't call after nine o'clock in the evening."

Zhang Xin nodded to show that he understood.

After seeing off Uncle Jiang, Zhang Xin was not in a hurry to go back and move.

First, he looked around carefully. The yard and the house are very clean, and all kinds of furniture and appliances are available. Zhang Xin only needs to buy a bedding to move in.

After the excitement passed, Zhang Xin looked at the time, and it was almost eleven o'clock.

So Zhang Xin simply came to the master bedroom, sat cross-legged on the bed and made a good posture, preparing for the noon practice.

It was quiet all around, except for the birds chirping from time to time.

Zhang Xin quickly emptied his heart, and soon his thoughts entered a chaotic space, and his breathing became weak and slender.

An hour passed without knowing it.

Zhang Xin woke up from the meditation, only feeling full of energy.

Living in a large villa feels different. Before meditating at noon, I was often interrupted by various sounds. This time I was able to complete the meditation completely, and I felt unspeakably comfortable.

Next is moving.

Coming out of the subway station, Zhang Xin stopped by to have a meal of stewed chicken and rice. If there is no accident, he may seldom come here again in the future.

Zhang Xin doesn't have a lot of luggage, basically two suitcases are packed.

Going out all the year round, Zhang Xin knew that he would move at any time, so he deliberately kept only two or three pieces of clothing with him, plus a quilt that fit into a suitcase. As for things like toothbrushes and shoes, they also fit into a suitcase box.

After looking around and confirming that nothing was left behind, he dragged two suitcases and left.

Of course, before leaving, I terminated the rental contract with the person in charge of the long-term rental apartment.

Not surprisingly, in order to terminate the rental contract, Zhang Xin was very unhappy because the other party did not return the deposit to Zhang Xin as required.

Zhang Xin is too lazy to argue. He is also aware of the hooligan practices of these so-called long-term rental apartments. After all, the other party did not explicitly say that the deposit cannot be refunded. They just shirk the need for Zhang Xin to go to the so-called headquarters in person to follow the procedures. However, Zhang Xin checked out before. I learned from the tenants that long-term rental apartments will be delayed for various reasons, but it is not very simple.

Zhang Xin didn't care anymore, anyway, the monthly deposit was only around 1,000 yuan, so it was a lesson to be spent.