At ten o'clock in the morning, as soon as the plane landed in Weijiang, he directly contacted the housing agency he had made an appointment with yesterday.
After reconfirming his leasing requirements with the agent, he took a taxi to view the property at the address given by the agent and never returned home.
He planned to rent the house first, create a fait accompli first, and give all the money, so he wouldn't be afraid that his parents wouldn't come to live there.
"Mr. Zhou, let me introduce to you. This house has a usable area of 180 square meters. You have also seen the decoration. It is absolutely luxurious. Moreover, we are a high-end community here with convenient transportation, gardens and landscapes, beautiful environment, and supporting facilities.
Complete……"
"How much is the rent?" Zhou Ziwu directly interrupted the agent who was casting a spell. He kept observing everything as he walked over, and it was indeed in line with his expectations.
"Uh." The agent was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face became even wider. Such a happy owner usually succeeds, "Mr. Zhou, the rent is 11,000 yuan a month. Of course, this price may be a bit expensive, but it is definitely worth it.
…”
"Let's rent it for half a year first," Zhou Ziwu said.
"It's worth it." The agent was stunned again, and then he was ecstatic, "Okay, Mr. Zhou, you are so happy!"
…
At noon.
Zhou Ziwu carried her bag and walked into the old community where her parents lived, and got into the cramped and stuffy small building.
There is no elevator in the community, so he can only take the stairs.
At the corner of the second floor, I don't know whose child or puppy peed on the wall in the corner. It's sour and refreshing in the summer, and it's delicious. It's authentic.
Holding his breath, he went all the way to the fourth floor, stood in front of the anti-theft iron door, and knocked lightly.
After waiting for a moment, my mother's familiar voice sounded in the room.
"Who?"
"Mom, I'm back."
During the question and answer, a thread woven from family affection passed through the iron door in front of them, connecting their hearts together.
…
Five p.m.
After Zhou Ziwu's unremitting efforts to persuade, Zhou Wenshan and Zhang Suyue finally agreed to move.
"Oh, don't let this happen next time." Zhang Suyue said: "It's not easy for you to make money. Prices in the Magic City are high. It's hard to make some money now... Couldn't this money be given by your wife again?"
Zhou Ziwu waved his hand: "Of course not, this is the buyout fee they gave me after I sold the song."
He chose a white lie. After all, he couldn't tell them that the money was earned by showing affection between his son and his daughter-in-law, right?
What's more, he did play a song before he came, so it shouldn't be a lie.
"My son is amazing." Zhang Suyue said proudly: "I have listened to your song "I" many times and never tire of it."
Zhou Wenshan was very proud of him in his heart, but when he said it, he changed to: "As long as it's not given by my wife, a grown man should rely on his own hands and keep spending his wife's money.
"
"So what if it was given by my wife?" Zhang Suyue was unhappy, "It's his ability to make others spend money for him."
The biggest and most juicy one in the cabbage field was knocked over by my own pig. What's wrong with this?
Zhou Wenshan shut up, not wanting to argue with her.
Seeing that he stopped talking, Zhang Suyue didn't bother to answer him, "Son, when are you going to give me and your dad a grandson?"
While the family was enjoying themselves, the security door was knocked again.
"Dong dong."
"I'll open the door." Zhou Ziwu stood up and was about to open the door when he was stopped by Zhou Wenshan.
"Wait a minute." He and his wife looked at each other and said, "Both of you, please come in, and I'll open the door."
He was afraid that the debt collector would come again.
His son's career has just started, and in the celebrity industry, reputation is the most important thing. He doesn't want his son to be related to those outside the door.
Moreover, it was Zhou Wenshan who was in debt, not his wife and children.
Zhou Ziwu walked into the house as instructed, but did not close the door. Instead, he left a small crack open and observed the outside.
"Brother Zhou."
The man who came was dark, thin, and hunchbacked. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, but he called him Brother Zhou Wenshan.
"Suyue, Ziwu, come out, Lao Zhang is here." Zhou Wenshan said.
Lao Zhang is here to pay back the money.
Last time Zhang Suyue said on the phone that the daughter of Zhou Wenshan's former employee was sick and hospitalized, and he left a sum of money in the hospital.
That employee is Lao Zhang.
Lao Zhang is actually only in his early thirties. His eight-year-old daughter was confirmed dead in the early hours of yesterday morning after treatment failed. Because the hospital stay was too short, the 100,000 yuan left by Zhou Wenshan was not spent.
【Collection of 54872.69 yuan.】
"Brother Zhou." Lao Zhang put his broken-screen mobile phone into the pocket of his blue work pants and said with a smile: "I'm going to go to the south to work. I will collect the more than 40,000 yuan and return it to you as soon as possible.
.”
"Are you going by yourself?" Zhou Wenshan asked.
He didn't say anything like there was no need to pay it back, because Lao Zhang, like him, was a person who accepted death.
Lao Zhang nodded and said: "Xiaoxia has gone about her own life, I will go alone."
Xiaoxia is his wife. On the second day after her daughter was hospitalized, she said she was going to buy breakfast and never came back.
"Brother Zhou, I won't disturb you for now."
Zhou Wenshan hummed and didn't say much. He just sent him downstairs and told him to take care of himself.
Zhou Ziwu stood by the window, watching Lao Zhang leave, and seemed to understand why his father had to give the money he had remitted to these employees first.
Outside the community, Lao Zhang, who had just gone out, was blocked by a young man with a camera on his chest.
…
Nine p.m.
The crew of "Three Mu Sisters", with the director's "click", today's shooting task was completed.
Inside the nanny's car.
Li Qi looked through the rearview mirror in the car and saw Chu Qingqiu in the back seat reading the piece of paper again, and asked curiously: "Sister Chu, you have been reading it all day today, and you read it whenever you have free time.
,What is written on that piece of paper?"
Chu Qingqiu stared at the paper in his hand without raising his eyelids, "Children should stop asking about adults' matters."
The more she read this song "Courage," the more she felt that it was tailor-made for her. The lyrics were entirely about her recent experience.
Although she has never been in the music scene, she still has the basic aesthetics and can feel that this is an extremely excellent song.
She had a hunch that maybe her career development in the future would have a huge direction shift because of this song.
The nanny car quickly drove to the Temple of Heaven.
"Bang."
Chu Qingqiu closed the car door and said to Li Qi in the car: "Slow down on the way back. See you tomorrow."
"Goodbye, Sister Chu."
The moment he stepped into the elevator, Chu Qingqiu suddenly felt empty in his heart.
The elevator rose higher and higher, getting closer and closer to home, but strangely, the feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger.
She didn't know where this feeling came from until the moment she opened the door.