Wang Yifan felt that his mood was always on an upward trend, with almost no limit in sight. Even when he returned to the rental house where he could hardly stretch his arms and legs, his whole state was extremely light.
To put it bluntly, it’s just a bit flamboyant!
When he entered the community, the security guard at the gate saw something different about him and asked him in a gossipy way, "Xiao Wang, you are walking with a bump today. Did you win the lottery?"
The uncle was a loyal fan of lottery tickets. Wang Yifan saw him several times watching the lottery program broadcast on time in front of the old TV set at the gate, with the sound turned up loudly.
However, this question brought Wang Yifan back to reality. He blushed and couldn't help but slap himself. Is his inner thoughts really that obvious? Jiang Rui could see clearly.
Realized and embarrassed, he was so embarrassed that he tried his best to pretend to be calm and said hello to the man who was not easy to get along with, then turned around and walked quickly outside the community where the rental house was located.
The old man who was sitting on the chair with his legs crossed looked at Wang Yifan's back as he quickly left and muttered, "This boy from out of town must have been possessed by some evil spirit. He was so startled!"
That's right, Uncle Du from Menggang is a native of Shanghai City, and he secretly refers to tenants in the community who are not from Shanghai City as coming from outside the city.
I heard from others that his original house was in the community he is now "guarding". At that time, it happened to be developed and demolished. Instead of taking the demolition compensation, Uncle Du asked for four suites. Now, not only is the house greatly
The value has increased, and the monthly rent alone is much higher than Wang Yifan's monthly salary. Even though he talks and dresses like an ordinary old farmer, I heard that in this community, people who dance are very popular.
Square dance of fashionable old lady welcoming.
Of course, the house Wang Yifan rented was not Uncle Du's. After all, the uncle's houses were at least more than 100 square meters. He occasionally saw the bunch of keys on the uncle's waist. Thinking about it, these alone represent more than 1,000 square meters.
With millions of wealth, I have to lament that in this world, rich people can be so willful.
The community where Wang Yifan is located is actually not very remote. On the surface, its development level is roughly the same as that of the urban area of Jinping City. It just has more high-rise buildings, but the housing prices here are not ambiguous at all.
of.
Based on his impression, he found a mobile phone repair shop along the road in the community.
The store is not big, and the owner is a young man in his early twenties. He has a handsome face, a slightly dark complexion, and shoulder-length hair with slightly curly ends. He looks very elegant and elegant. When customers come in, he just smiles at them.
He laughed and continued to play with the mobile phone in his hand.
"Boss, do you have a Nokia 6300 battery here?" Wang Yifan asked. He calculated the time and found that one disadvantage of buying a battery from Taobao was that he had to wait for express delivery. The delay of a day and night would make him feel a little uneasy.
"What the hell?" The shop owner still had an accent when he spoke, and his elegant temperament was suddenly crushed and rounded.
"Nokia 6300 battery!" Wang Yifan emphasized.
The shop owner looked at Wang Yifan like a monster and said, "Hey, buddy, I haven't heard of Nokia 6300, Nokia's new smartphone?"
Wang Yifan looked at the shopkeeper's expression, took a guess at his age, and felt that the shopkeeper might be mocking him in this way.
"It's not a smartphone, it's this!" He didn't care what the other person thought. He took out the 6300 from his pocket, waved it in front of the shop owner, and said seriously: "It should be a mobile phone model produced by Nokia around 2007.
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The shop owner wanted to reach out to pick up Wang Yifan's 6300, but Wang Yifan didn't show it to him. What should I do if it's broken, lost, or malfunctioned?
He didn't dare to gamble casually, it was the safest and safest thing to put it in his own hands.
The shop owner suddenly showed a dumbfounded expression, "Brother, this is an old antique Taiwan. It was produced in 2007. Oh my god, who still sells its batteries now!"
Wang Yifan actually guessed that most mobile phone stores should not have it, but he still held on to some hope. Who knows when the nineteen-year-old Wang Yifan would call him again. If he couldn't get through, would he give up and never call again?
do not fight?
It's better to stay online at all times.
"I just came here to try my luck!" Wang Yifan said, "Then I'll go back and check it out on Taobao!"
"Hey, buddy, how old is this? You are still using this kind of mobile phone. Come on, come on, don't leave in a hurry. Take a look at my store. I have a lot of good phones! I also have the latest models from Apple.
I’ll give you half the price, come and take a look, I’m sure it’s high quality and cheap!”
When the shopkeeper saw Wang Yifan turning around to leave, he began to sell the goods eagerly.
"Half price?" Wang Yifan asked subconsciously when he heard the word.
"Hey, it mainly depends on the quality of the mobile phone. It ranges from 20% off to 10% off. In short, they are all good products. Do you want to take a look?" The shop owner showed a mysterious expression, as if he had met someone on the street before.
The uncle who sells orders.
Wang Yifan waved his hand. As for mobile phones, he doesn't have much pursuit of new models. The 8p in his pocket is enough. I guess the shop owner's mobile phones are either of unknown origin or refurbished ones. He is greedy for these cheap ones.
Not worth it either.
"Forget it, I'd better go find my battery!"
Seeing Wang Yifan walking out of the door, the shop owner spat bitterly to the side, "Bah, you stingy old man, poor guy, what age are you in, and you still use that broken mobile phone..."
Wang Yifan heard a little bit and without looking back, he thought to himself: You little brat, you know nothing!
He continued to walk around the streets and entered a total of five mobile phone stores. When he heard about the battery he was looking for, the bosses or store clerks looked like they had seen a ghost.
Seeing that he was getting more and more remote, he planned to go back home.
While walking, he opened Taobao to search for 6300 batteries. Sure enough, the omnipotent Taobao had suitable batteries. Looking at the familiar small battery board in the picture, Wang Yifan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After a cursory look, the shipping locations for batteries are basically in SZ City and Guangzhou, and it takes at least three days to get to Shanghai City.
At this time, he no longer cared about whether something was expensive or not. He found a few companies that said they shipped from Shanghai, and asked directly for their address. He planned to pick it up at their door. If it was delayed for a day or two, who knows what would happen.
misfortune.
However, it was late at night, and even the Taobao sellers on the Shanghai Stock Exchange didn't bother to greet him. They all said that if you want something, please come early tomorrow!
Wang Yifan walked home and asked questions all the way. He was surprised that no one could operate as he imagined. Some people even thought he was crazy and stopped talking in the middle of the conversation.
Wang Yifan had no choice but to place a few selective orders first, no matter how close or far they were, it was always good to be prepared.
When he walked to the gate of the community, Wang Yifan saw Uncle Du's old neighbor Aunt Gong walking out of the gate carrying a four-layer green lunch box.
Wang Yifan was shocked, he immediately stood still, turned back quickly, and wanted to run into the green belt on the roadside.
"Hey, Xiao Wang!"
Unexpectedly, Aunt Gong is quite old, but her eyes are very good. Even in the dark night, she can recognize him at a glance.
Wang Yifan lowered his leg that he had just raised. It was not the same thing to avoid him if he met him face to face.
He tried his best to put on a smile, walked slowly to the gate, smiled and said to Aunt Gong: "Aunt Gong, are you delivering food to Uncle Du?"
Different from Uncle Du's very simple to impoverished style, Aunt Gong is a typical kind of exquisite old lady in Shanghai. She has short hair permed and a lot of makeup on her face. The lipstick is very bright, which makes her look beautiful in the dark night.
He was a bit scary, wearing a red sports coat and a pair of white sneakers.
This outfit should be the equipment for square dancing.
"I'll give you some side dishes, Uncle Du. The old man can't eat them all by himself, and he's still picking at them so hard that he's reluctant to spend money. Xiao Wang, where did you just come from home?"
Aunt Gong's smile looked very friendly, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were squeezed together, but Wang Yifan's heart was pounding.
"Yes, Aunt Gong, I hurriedly and slowly arrived. I'm finally here. I still have something to do here, so I'll leave first. You're busy!" He planned to take this opportunity to escape.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, Aunt Gong grabbed the backpack behind him. He felt a strong force behind him and pulled him back again.
"Xiao Wang, auntie, what do you think of what I told you last time? Let me tell you, if you miss this village, you won't have this store!"