Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Chapter 162 You'll get used to it

Yu Heng ate a bowl of wontons and a tea egg at the breakfast stall at the entrance of the residential area.

These wontons are a bit salty, and to be honest, they're nowhere near as good as He Mengyao's.

After finishing his meal and paying by scanning the QR code, he stood by the roadside and thought for a moment. He figured that Shen Yueling and the others probably hadn't gotten up yet when he returned to the villa.

He took out his phone and called Wang Hai.

"Brother Wang, are you busy?"

"Yu Heng?" Wang Hai's voice was a bit noisy on the other end. "Not busy, he's in the property management office. What's up?"

"I need to talk to you about something," Yu Heng said. "Is it convenient? I'll come over now."

"Okay, come on over."

Yu Heng hung up the phone and left the property management office of the residential complex.

Wang Hai was sitting behind his desk with a thermos in front of him.

"Brother Wang," Yu Heng pushed open the door and entered, "Are you alone again today?"

"There aren't many people in the property management department of this community," Wang Hai looked up at him. "Sit down, what's up?"

Yu Heng sat down opposite him, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and handed one to him.

Wang Hai took it, and Yu Heng took out a lighter and lit it for him.

"Brother Wang, I'd like to rent another villa," Yu Heng said.

Wang Hai took a drag of his cigarette, squinted at him, and said, "You think I'm a middleman, huh?"

Yu Heng chuckled, "It's just that there aren't many real estate agents around here, and they're all ripping people off! Brother Wang, could you please help me out?"

Wang Hai flicked his cigarette ash: "What are you up to this time? What kind of place do you want to rent?"

Yu Heng lit a cigarette for himself and took a puff: "It'll be similar to the previous one. I don't care about the quality of the decoration. I'll use it as an office space. I don't care if it has appliances or furniture."

Wang Hai sized him up, thinking to himself, "This kid has already rented two villas. He lives in the first one and uses the second one for live streaming. Now he's going to rent a third one."

It's supposed to be an office space, but who knows what it's actually used for?

However, Wang Hai didn't ask any further questions. Yu Heng was just a guy who would deliver cigarettes and tea to people's homes.

Why make such a fuss over something as simple as helping out?

"Okay, I'll ask around for you," Wang Hai said. "Anyway, there are quite a few vacant villas around here."

"No rush," Yu Heng said. "Brother Wang, take your time looking. Let me know if you find something suitable."

"What about the price?" Wang Hai asked. "About the same as before?"

"Okay," Yu Heng nodded, "as long as it's not too expensive."

Wang Hai stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, picked up his phone, and started scrolling through his contacts.

Yu Heng leaned back in his chair, watching Wang Hai make a phone call.

Yu Heng intended this villa to be used as office space for his future filming and operations teams.

For short videos, you still need to find a proper professional for post-production; whether they are a student or not doesn't matter.

Providing these people with a dedicated office space would significantly improve their work efficiency.

It's easy to become lazy and lax in the dormitory.

Moreover, as the team grows, we'll need a place to hold meetings.

The club's activity room was too small and rudimentary, and people would inevitably say that he was blurring the lines between public and private matters.

Wang Hai made a few phone calls, and after hanging up, he said to Yu Heng, "There's an owner overseas; the house is vacant, the renovation is so-so, and it's not fully furnished, but the price is cheap. Do you want to take a look?"

"Sure," Yu Heng said, "when can we watch it?"

"Now is fine," Wang Hai stood up. "The keys are here at the property management office."

The two left the property management office and walked deeper into the residential area.

Wang Hai greeted several dog owners he encountered on the street with a smile.

The two stopped in front of a villa and took out their keys to open the door.

"It's right here," Wang Hai said, pushing open the door. "You can see for yourself. I'm going to have a smoke."

Yu Heng went inside.

The living room was large and empty, with light-colored tiles on the floor that were a bit dirty.

The white paint on the wall has turned yellow in some places.

Without furniture, it felt exceptionally empty.

He went up to the second floor, and the doors to several rooms were open.

The master bedroom has an ensuite bathroom, the second bedroom is smaller, and there is also a study.

The bathroom only has a toilet and a sink; there is no water heater or shower.

Yu Heng walked to the window and looked outside.

You can see the artificial lake in the community; the scenery is quite nice.

He took out his phone and snapped a few photos.

Then they went downstairs, and Wang Hai was smoking at the door.

"How is it?" Wang Hai asked.

"It's alright," Yu Heng said, "but a bit old."

"It's cheap," Wang Hai said. "Two thousand five a month, one month's deposit and three months' rent in advance. Where else can you find this price?"

Yu Heng thought about it and realized that 2,500 was indeed cheap.

"How long do you want to rent it?" Wang Hai asked.

"Let's rent it for a year first," Yu Heng said, "but I need to do some simple setup before I move in."

"What do you want to do?" Wang Hai asked, looking at him.

"I'll paint the walls and stuff, install a water heater and shower in the bathroom," Yu Heng said, "and buy some basic furniture, so could you give me a month's rent-free period?"

Wang Hai nodded: "Then I'll have to tell the homeowner, and I'll ask around for you."

-

Ning Yutong woke up very early.

The unfamiliar bed and unfamiliar room made her sleep uneasy.

As dawn broke, she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long time.

I feel a little tired because I still couldn't sleep last night.

I did it several more times, and finally I was so tired that I fell asleep.

She slowly sat up; the nightgown belonged to Shen Yueling.

She looked down and saw that the neckline of her pajamas was lower than her own, revealing a hint of cleavage.

Sure enough, her clothes became much more revealing; she felt that wearing a JK uniform and stockings was sexy enough.

It's time to get up. Staying in bed will only make me think more and more.

Ning Yutong threw off the covers and got out of bed. Her bare feet touched the floor, which felt a little cold.

She walked to the window and gently pulled back the curtains a little.

The sky outside was a grayish-blue, and the villa area was very quiet.

After watching for a while, she went out the door and into the bathroom.

I washed my face with cold water and felt a little more refreshed.

She pursed her lips and wiped her face with a tissue.

The clothes I took off were still draped on the back of the chair; they were yesterday's underwear and sweater dress.

Very light footsteps and hushed voices came from outside the door.

She came out of the bathroom and glanced towards the kitchen. Shen Yueling was facing away from her, frying something on the stove.

Bai Xinran stood next to her, holding a bowl and beating eggs.

The two were very close. Shen Yueling would occasionally turn her head to say something to Bai Xinran, and Bai Xinran would nod in response. They seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Ning Yutong pursed her lips. She felt like an outsider who had intruded into someone else's regular and intimate life.

"Good morning," she said, still managing to greet him.

The two people in the kitchen turned around at the same time.

"Awake?" Shen Yueling asked, still holding a spatula. "Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

"I've had enough sleep," Ning Yutong said with a smile. "Do you need any help?"

"No need, it'll be ready soon." Shen Yueling turned back. "Go sit at the dining table and wait."

Bai Xinran smiled at her: "How did you sleep? You seemed a little tired?"

"A little," Ning Yutong walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "I'm a bit of a light sleeper."

"Then come more often," Bai Xinran said with a smile, "You'll get used to it."