Before and after the snowfall, the temperature in Pujiang plummeted. The way to keep warm was simple. You could either shake or rely on electrical appliances. Among the electrical appliances, the most common was the air conditioner.
In He Zhou's villa, other than the kitchen and bathroom, every room was equipped with an air conditioner. After using it for a day and a night, the monthly electricity bill was naturally high.
When He Zhou first rented the house, he didn't install an electricity meter for convenience. Now, of course, it was troublesome.
Some people used more electricity, some people used less electricity. Those who used more electricity were naturally happy to share the electricity bill, but those who used less electricity were naturally unhappy.
However, the girl in front of him shouldn't be the one who felt wronged.
Jiang Yaoyao, He Zhou's first tenant, was a senior loan agent working in the financial district of Lujiazui. He knew her too well. She was the kind of person who would die if she didn't take advantage of others.
He Zhou said, "Sister, are you kidding me? You turn on the air conditioner because it's too dry. Yes, you don't turn it on, but your high-power heater is on all day. It's 2500 watts. Looking at the electricity meter makes my heart hurt. If you don't believe me, feel my heart. It's beating so fast. "
She grabbed Jiang Yaoyao's hand and wanted to let her feel it.
Jiang Yaoyao flung her hand away and said angrily, "Hey, you're a pervert."
He Zhou pouted in disdain. "Don't worry, my taste isn't that bad."
"You pervert." Jiang Yaoyao clenched her teeth in anger.
He Zhou said, "Sister, you're a person with a job. Why don't you go to work all day? Why do you stay at home?"
"I like it. Why do you care? I'm a person with a job. I'm a mainstay of the socialist four modernizations. It's better than a bloodsucker like you who lives by collecting rent. "
Jiang Yaoyao worked in business and had more freedom in her time. She only needed to clock in in the morning and in the evening. Moreover, she was an experienced saleswoman and had many agents in the same industry. She could easily complete her sales with the orders she introduced every month. The supervisor didn't restrict her at all.
"I rent a house to create demand for society. If you're not satisfied, you don't have to live here. You can find another place to live." He Zhou didn't feel ashamed at all. Instead, he asked curiously, "What do you do with your work? Why are you so free every day?"
He woke up at six or seven every morning. After breakfast, Jiang Yaoyao would slowly go to work. When he came back from the market, Jiang Yaoyao would already be off work.
In his eyes, Jiang Yaoyao's work was too easy. All she had to do was call and send WeChat messages. Jiang Yaoyao said. "Dream.
The villa was well-equipped, the house was clean and spacious. The rent was ridiculously low. Jiang Yaoyao's house. It was.
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"Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm under your control?" He Zhou rolled his eyes at her. He really did lack a proper job. "If I really wanted a job, I wouldn't be a loan shark."
"What do you mean by usury? We are inclusive finance. Do you know what inclusive finance is? " Jiang Yaoyao jumped up as if someone had stepped on her foot. What's wrong with providing financial services to people who need money? "
He Zhou said, "The second part of the month, would it kill someone? How many people can withstand it? "
Jiang Yaoyao said angrily, "If it exceeds the central bank's benchmark interest rate by four times, it's usury. Our small loans didn't exceed it. What else do you have to say?"
He Zhou said, "If you don't want to be beheaded, then you can only accept your fate as a slave."
His father's notebook clearly recorded that when one was at an age where one could roam the world, one should not resign oneself to fate.
Therefore, he always looked down on those who borrowed money to get by.
Men had to bear hardships and tiredness by themselves.
Jiang Yaoyao snorted coldly. "You refuse to accept your fate and rely on your parents to be a landlord? Do you think you're so great? "
He Zhou was stunned at first, then he fell silent.
If he didn't resign himself to fate, he should have roamed the world instead of sulking with his mother.
Because he was a man. He should have risked his life and dared to pull the emperor down from his high horse.
Moreover, the word he wanted to hear the most in his life was "parents."
"I don't have a father." His eyes became moist. He was baffled and confused. He had already accepted that he didn't have a father, but now that his father was suddenly mentioned, he couldn't help but feel upset. His heart felt stifled.
He couldn't stuff anything in.
She watched as his eyelashes fluttered, and her heart softened. She said, "I'm sorry."
He Zhou rubbed his eyes in embarrassment. He forced a smile and said, "It's nothing. My old man died young, so I don't blame anyone. Ever since I was young, I didn't know he looked like a bear. My mother said that he was ugly and definitely not as handsome as me. "
With that said, he raised his head.
"I'm sorry," Jiang Yaoyao continued.
He Zhou continued, "Ever since I was young, no matter how hard I tried, my mother always said that I couldn't compare to that dead man."
He couldn't say anything bad about that dead man. Otherwise, he would be beaten up by his mother.
When he was ten years old, because he didn't know any better, his mother hung him on a willow tree and beat him.
Under the willow tree was a ditch.
He was covered with cuts and bruises!
Even his grandmother and uncle, who never liked him, pleaded for him!
If they beat him again, he would die!
Everyone in the manor laughed at him!
He had never had dignity or respect!
He was indignant.
He was his mother's biological son.
He couldn't compare to a dead man.
A dead man with three feet of grass on his grave.
He even had to kneel to him!
Why!
Jiang Yaoyao saw that his tears were about to fall. She didn't dare to use harsh words to agitate him. She said carefully, "They have deep feelings for each other. The older generation isn't something that we youngsters can understand."
He Zhou smiled bitterly.
Jiang Yaoyao didn't say anything.
She looked at him quietly.
She didn't know why, but at this moment, she felt sorry for him.
He Zhou used the sleeve of his jacket to wipe his face and said embarrassedly, "I'll go to work with you tomorrow. I have nothing to do anyway."
Jiang Yaoyao said seriously, "I'm just joking. Don't take it seriously."
She was really joking!
She wasn't stupid.
It didn't take a genius to figure out that a rich second-generation heir who lived in a ten-million-dollar mansion couldn't possibly earn a basic salary of three to five thousand yuan like her.
Only old salespeople like her could earn a salary of ten to twenty thousand yuan.
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