This kind of small apartment is the least worry about selling. As soon as Shi Lei hung up the house, the agent called that day and said that a customer wanted to see the house.

Shi Lei was idle at home anyway, so he asked the agent to bring people there.

Soon someone rang the doorbell. Shi Lei looked at the monitor and confirmed that it was the agent who brought a middle-aged woman to the door. Shi Lei opened the door for them.

After the agent brought the client up, Shi Lei politely invited them into the house.

The middle-aged woman was a little picky and asked Shi Lei many questions. Shi Lei thought that she wanted to sell the house, so she patiently answered them one by one.

The agent was a little impatient and felt that this woman had too many problems. After all, this was only the first time to visit the house. Many things had not been mentioned yet. It was just a matter of just looking at it. But it attracted such a picky customer. He smiled at Shi Lei a little sorry.

"The things in your room will be moved out by yourself, right?" the middle-aged woman asked.

Shi Lei waved his hand and said, "I don't want these furniture and appliances anymore. If you buy my house and don't want it, please deal with it yourself."

"Oh, who wants this kind of second-hand furniture? You can clear the house by then. I won't ask for things that others have used. Moreover, your decoration is a bit old, and I will definitely redecorate it. If you throw these things here, I have to find someone to throw them away for me. It's so troublesome."

Shi Lei shrugged and said, "This is your business."

"Oh, young man, how are you talking? Are you sincerely selling your house?"

Shi Lei smiled and threw a look at the agent to signal that he could take people away. He could not serve such a client.

The agent said, "Ms. Xu, you have also seen the house. If you have any specific requirements, why don't we go back to the agent and talk about it."

"What are you talking about? Can your agent be the master? The owner of the house is here, of course I will talk to the owner directly. Young man, I tell you that I don't want anything in this house, I must redecorate it. Look at your decoration, it's aging. That's it. In terms of price, you can ask for 300,000 yuan, and then the agency fee is half of the agency fee..."

Shi Lei rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Do you think this is a vegetable market selling vegetables? It's 10% more expensive?" Why don't you cut it in half?"

But before Shi Lei could speak, a voice floated in from the door: "What's the agency fee for each person? Why did you give 300,000 yuan?"

Shi Lei crossed the middle-aged woman's shoulder and looked out, but saw Song Miaomiao walking in.

The middle-aged woman and the agent also turned around. When she saw Song Miaomiao, the agent's eyes lit up. The middle-aged woman immediately sorted out her makeup, but no matter how she sorted it out, she could not compete with Song Miaomiao's bright light.

"Shi Lei, do you want to sell a house? Have you discussed with me that you will sell a house without it?" Song Miaomiao is so smart. Don't say that she heard the middle-aged woman's words, even if she didn't hear it, she understood what was going on when she saw the agent present.

Shi Lei smiled and said, "Why should I discuss my house with you? Didn't I buy a new house? I just want to deal with this house."

"You bought a house again? Where?"

"I went to Wu Dong two days ago when I came to Wei Qing's house. I took a look at the property. I thought it was pretty good, so I booked one."

Seeing the two of them chatting on their own, the middle-aged woman was dissatisfied, she said dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong with you? Why are you talking endlessly? Do you still want to sell this house?"

Shi Lei shook his head and said, "Ms. First, this is not buying vegetables in the vegetable market. You don't pay it like this. It doesn't matter if you say you're going to pay it for 350,000 yuan. You're just talking 300,000 yuan. Your joke is a bit big. Second, I just said it very clearly. In this house, I will only take away what I need. Please handle it yourself if you don't need it. I don't care whether you want to decorate it, but these things are all included in the house. Third, you can discuss with the agent first, and complete their process, and let's continue to discuss it. If you want to pay the agency fee, you can also discuss with the agent..."

The middle-aged woman was furious before Shi Lei finished her words: "What kind of attitude do you have? You want to sell a house, how can you be like this? Who would buy your house with this attitude..."

Shi Lei frowned, and Song Miaomiao exploded directly: "Get out! Are you sick? Why are you talking nonsense here? You've paid for it and you're whining a lot. Get out quickly, don't let me throw it out for you!"

Seeing this, the agent hurriedly stopped the middle-aged woman and persuaded her to go out.

Before leaving, the middle-aged woman was still whispering, but Song Miaomiao was too lazy to pay attention to her. She went out on the front, and Song Miaomiao closed the door.

"Shi Lei, what do you mean?" Song Miaomiao sat on the sand with a big golden sword, looking at Shi Lei with his eyes slanted.

Shi Lei scratched his head and said, "What do you mean? It's just selling a house. Oh, didn't you just rent it out in the morning, and you didn't have time to tell you. And I really have no obligation to tell you, right?"

"Madan, you have been sleeping with me, you are my own, you are mine, and all your things are mine. Now you tell me that you have no obligation to tell me? It seems that you have not been able to sleep with you. You will fight for three hundred rounds first. I have to sleep with you today!"

Shi Lei looked at the sky speechlessly. There was no reason to say to this kind of female lunatic.

There was no way, who made him sign a verbal contract with Song Miaomiao at the time, so that he forced himself to sleep with her? Facing the woman who had had several degrees of joy with him, Shi Lei really couldn't explain any reason.

"Dede, it's my fault, okay? I said that I just hung up with the agency in the morning, and I haven't even come to take photos there. Who would have thought they would bring people so soon? Even if I want to tell you, I have to see your people, right?"

Song Miaomiao rolled her eyes, patted the empty seat beside her and said, "Come on, sit here."

Shi Lei sat honestly beside Song Miaomiao. Song Miaomiao pointed at his beautiful red lips and said, "Come on, kiss me."

Shi Lei had no choice but to go up and touch her lips. Song Miaomiao said with great dissatisfaction: "Is this called kissing? This is even more beautiful than a dragonfly slightest." After that, she hugged Shi Lei's neck and kissed him viciously. Her little tongue was very agile and became more and more skillful. Shi Lei responded slightly.

After a long kiss that was heart-wrenching for Song Miaomiao but unparalleled to Shi Lei, Song Miaomiao pushed Shi Lei away with satisfaction.

She said, "I forgive you, but remember that in the future, you must discuss with me in a big event like selling a house. Well, if necessary, discuss with Wei Xingyue, otherwise you will hurt our hearts more. Is it easy for us to follow you without a name or even a girlfriend?"

Shi Lei nodded vigorously and said, "I was wrong! I will never dare to do it again."

Song Miaomiao smiled, put his legs on Shi Lei's legs, and said, "Yes, be good."

Shi Lei was too lazy to pay attention to her, and Song Miaomiao asked again: "Why do you want to change a house?"

"Nonsense, of course I have to change a house when I have money. Do you think I want to live in this house for the rest of my life?" Shi Lei answered with confidence.
Chapter completed!