Of course, if they wanted to rent an apartment in Long Island or the Upper East Side, they would have to think about it carefully.
In downtown Manhattan, the skyscrapers of Times Square or the shopping paradise of Fifth Avenue were too noisy and unsuitable for living.
Due to the convenient transportation system, it would be a good choice to rent an apartment near the American Opera House.
The student apartments here were for rent. At least there was the existence of Fordham University, which not only avoided the black residential area, but also added a lot of scholarly atmosphere.
It was only half an hour's drive from New York University, so it was a good choice.
When they arrived at John's kennel, they washed up and changed out of their clothes.
The word "China" printed on Qin Guan's tattered T-shirt looked mysterious, but it looked cheap, which embarrassed John, who was always at the forefront of fashion.
When Qin Guan, dressed in casual clothes from J Clothing, appeared in front of John, his picky friend relaxed his frown.
The three of them hurriedly finished the Mexican chicken rice, which was only 7.50 dollars. Then they set out on a long journey to look for an apartment.
Other than the landlords who stuck advertisements around the University City, the only way to find a suitable house in such a big city was to rely on the power of a real estate agent.
Qin Guan and John had been the second team to consider, so they had chosen to pay a high recommendation fee. Fortunately, the Gods in the United States were similar to those in China. They had communicated with each other in advance.
John showed Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei two or three apartments before they made a preliminary choice.
The owners of the student dormitories understood their clients well. The layout of the apartment was suitable for one or two people to live alone, and there were other tenants living there as well.
The students living here were like the United Nations. It was very interesting.
There were also three deluxe bedrooms and two living rooms, as well as one living room and one living room, which gave the tenants some room to think.
In less than half a day, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei found an apartment. It was only three minutes away from the public transportation to Columbia University, and it would only take them ten minutes to get there by bike.
We like it here. This is it.
The housekeeper was an old American woman who had been dealing with students for a long time. After Qin Guan paid the initial rent, she handed a set of keys to the couple.
When John saw that Qin Guan had found a place to stay, he felt that he had fulfilled his friend's request.
Embarrassed, Qin Guan told John to call the company back. In a short time, he received several calls from John's agent urging him to return the call.
John was still worried when he left. He put his luggage in the small room Qin Guan had just rented and said, "Write down my phone number. There's a public phone in the corridor. Call me if anything happens."
Qin Guan smiled at John, who was standing at the door. "I got it. Don't worry. I'll give you a call if there's anything. "
"Qin Guan?"
"Hmm?"
"You really don't want to consider me as your partner? Live together in America? "
John showed his strong biceps to Qin Guan and winked at him. "I'll be down there!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Cong Nianwei, who had just put away all the pots and pans in her luggage, swung the frying pan at the 1.9-meter-tall JOHN's head.
Sure enough, if this child is not beaten for three days, he will start tearing the tiles off the roof!
"I'm leaving! Spare my life, heroine!"
The sturdy JOHN laughed as he covered his head and scurried away, leaving a string of laughter in the corridor of the apartment building.
Joseph, who had just returned from buying baguettes, saw the chase. The blond German man dropped his keys.
Did a new neighbor move in? They're even scarier than the crazy Frenchman next door. I have to stay away from them!
Thinking of this, Joseph pretended as if nothing had happened. He calmly squatted down and prepared to pick up the key on the ground.
Cong Nianwei couldn't catch up with JOHN, who had disappeared like the wind. She strolled leisurely along the corridor with the pan in her hand.
All the doors of the three-story apartment building opened a small gap out of curiosity. The new neighbors seemed to be very lively.
"Is John gone, Wei?"
"Yes. Hurry up. Fortunately, there's a bed in the room. Otherwise, we'd have to sleep on the floor."
"Sigh, I suddenly realized that the things Mom asked me to take were right. I still took too little. I saw a large supermarket on the way here. Let's see what we need. Let's go shopping. "
"Hmm, sure …"
Joseph's hand shook again. Luckily, the key was inserted into the keyhole, and he didn't break it just now.
They were Chinese! Their new neighbor was speaking Chinese! They came from this mysterious and ancient country, which explained what he had just seen.
Why was this petite girl able to beat up the American man with just a frying pan?
In New York, where the crime rate is high, why is the beautiful woman still so calm, as if she's walking on flat ground?
The hero of the night, the protector of the city, the kung fu heroine that even Batman and Superman would worship. She lived right across the street from my apartment.
Countless small doors closed quietly after hearing their conversation. It seemed like an extraordinary couple had moved in next door.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei didn't notice that they were busy with their new environment. From that day on, the apartment facing south would be their home in America. It would be a warm harbor for them as they moved forward with their work and life.
There was a small open kitchen in the living room. Although it didn't take up much space, it had all the necessary ingredients. The kitchenware was a full set, and the only thing it lacked was the ingredients.
They had planned to have a quick meal in the United States, but their house was empty. They still needed to buy some necessities, so they decided to go to a supermarket two blocks away.
They would bring the ingredients back and cook at home. It would be their first real meal in America.
Seeing that the sun was about to set in the west, the two of them got to work and headed towards their destination. It was not until their figures disappeared in the stairwell that the doors of the rooms on the first floor opened.
Two brown-haired boys, one fat and one skinny, but their facial features were clearly very similar, revealed their slightly comical curly hair from inside the room.
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