OBS Chapter 13 What's wrong with you guys?
Chapter 13 What's wrong with you guys?
Deng Xiuzhen did not respond to Qin Yanlin, but turned to the old man and said, "This is my husband. He said he was worried about me."
The old man smiled and said, "What do you need a voice recorder for?"
“I…” Deng Xiuzhen hesitated for a moment before continuing, “I want to bring my child to the city to attend school, but I can’t get him into the school. I want to find someone to help me, but I’m afraid they’ll take my money and not do anything, so I’m thinking of buying a recording device to record it. If he doesn’t help me, I’ll take the recording to him. If he still doesn’t help me, I’ll sue him.”
The old man asked, "Why tell the truth?"
Deng Xiuzhen was taken aback, then cautiously replied, "I dare not lie, I always feel that you can tell."
The old man laughed heartily, and after a while said, "Even if you record it, it might not be effective. Even if he does what you threaten him to do, will you give him the recording? Will he believe you did?"
If he believes it, but can't let it go, won't he try to harm your child? Harming your child wouldn't be difficult for them, would it?
If he doesn't believe you destroyed the evidence and thinks you might have kept another recording, what do you think he might do to prevent things from being exposed?
What they've done is enough to land them in jail. To avoid it, they're paying people to deal with you. Can you handle that?
Deng Xiuzhen was stunned, and once again complained in her heart: Why didn't this rebirth make her smarter?
The old man thought for a moment and then said, "Trying to get something from a tiger will only hurt yourself. You must never do such a foolish thing!"
Qin Yanlin whispered, "Xiuwen said he's helped a lot of students transfer to other schools."
Deng Xiuzhen glanced at him but remained silent; she really didn't know what to say.
She couldn't reveal her rebirth, but keeping it a secret meant she couldn't explain knowing about Yuan Qiwen's wickedness. How could she convince Qin Yanlin to believe this strange old man instead of Qin Xiuwen, whom she knew intimately, if she couldn't explain it clearly?
“If you really have no choice but to transfer here, I can point you in the right direction,” the old man said with a smile.
"What approach?" Qin Yanlin and Deng Xiuzhen asked at the same time.
"Think about it," the old man countered, "Students are divided into districts, right? But how are these districts determined?"
These past few days, Qin Yanlin had been worrying about transferring her child to a different school. Quick-witted, she immediately chimed in, "Based on the location of the house and the household registration..." At this point, Qin Yanlin's eyes lit up, and she excitedly said, "You mean we can buy a house, and then we can legitimately transfer our child to a different school?"
"Not bad, you're a promising student!" The old man gave a thumbs up.
"But where are we going to find a suitable house in such a short time?" Qin Yanlin said, subconsciously touching his bag.
“If you trust me, I can introduce you, but…” the old man paused and said, “but I don’t know you well, and you might not trust me anyway.”
"I believe you!" Qin Yanlin said. He didn't believe it completely, but he just wanted to hear what the old man had to say so that he could see for himself whether it was good or bad, true or false.
"I believe it!" Deng Xiuzhen said. She truly believed it because she had seen the old man here in her past life, and in her memory, the old man had always been doing business here.
The old man in my past life was not talkative and didn't smile much.
If it weren't for the same location, the same appearance, and the fact that the person approached her on their own, she would have suspected the wrong person.
"Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant; I'm just doing this for free. Come on, I'll take you to see it." The old man said, getting up to close the door.
Qin Yanlin and Deng Xiuzhen followed behind the old man, thinking they had to walk a long way, but they arrived very quickly.
To Deng Xiuzhen's surprise, the place the old man brought them to was the very place where she had learned to do beauty treatments in her previous life.
She was familiar with the house. It wasn't big; it had only one straight room, which was nearly 10 meters long but only 2.6 meters wide.
In my previous life, the beauty teacher rented this place. The front was a storefront, about three meters wide, with a reception desk and a wooden sofa inside. The middle section, about four meters wide, was divided into three small rooms, mainly used for facial massages. The back section was only a little over two meters wide, and it was also divided into two small rooms: one was a dispensing room, and the other was a restroom.
The houses aren't very big, but if the price is right, it's worth buying: the front can be partitioned off, making the front half longer to serve as a small living room and dining room, and the back half can have a bunk bed for Wenjing and Wenxin to sleep in.
The middle section will be the master bedroom, where the two of them and Wenyu will sleep. The bathroom will remain a bathroom, and the pharmacy will be used as the kitchen.
When the old man opened the door, Deng Xiuzhen had already made her plan.
After looking at the house, it was just as Deng Xiuzhen remembered. She looked it over again, and then Qin Yanlin asked, "Where is the owner of this house?"
"This house is selling for 20,000. If you're interested, I'll help you find someone to help you. The owner said this is the bottom price, no bargaining," the old man said.
"Not even a little bit less?" Qin Yanlin asked.
"Yes, the landlord said it can't be less. This place is close to the Third Primary School, so if I buy a house here, I can transfer to the Third Primary School," the old man said calmly.
"If we buy it, how long will it take to complete the formalities?" Deng Xiuzhen asked. She knew there was a No. 3 Primary School nearby, and she also knew that you needed to have a house or household registration to enroll; otherwise, you could only attend as a temporary student or transfer into a new class, which would require connections.
Most importantly, she also knew the property prices in this area at that time. This house was worth the price; although it was old and run-down, it was definitely a good school district property.
Qin Yanlin thought about it and agreed. "I'll give you the money once the house is signed and the ownership is transferred. There's nothing to worry about."
Although he didn't know the housing prices, he didn't think the old man was a conman. Besides, even if he spent ten or twenty thousand yuan to pull strings, he wasn't guaranteed to get it done.
If we use this money to buy a house, we can not only solve the problem of transferring schools for our children, but also solve the problem of accommodation after moving to the city.
Everyone knows which is good and which is bad.
The two immediately said they would, and the old man told them to wait while he went to call someone.
About half an hour later, the old man arrived with a middle-aged man. The man brought the household registration book, ID card, property registration, and contract.
After carefully reviewing the contract, Qin Yanlin and the other party signed it. Qin Yanlin paid a deposit of 200 yuan. They agreed to complete the formalities the next day.
After parting ways with the elderly man and the homeowner, Qin Yanlin and Deng Xiuzhen had lunch but did not return immediately.
They first strolled around the vicinity of the Third Primary School, secretly inquired about the housing prices in the area, and also subtly asked about the old man and the house.
The answer I received was similar to what the old man and the homeowner had said, and it was exactly what I expected.
The two then arrived at the place Yuan Qiwen had mentioned before the Education Bureau opened for business.
When Yuan Qiwen arrived, he saw Qin Yanlin and Deng Xiuzhen pacing around anxiously.
"Leader Yuan, you've finally arrived!" Upon seeing Yuan Qiwen, Qin Yanlin rushed over, as eager as a red-haired savage seeing a bamboo tube.
The fierce look startled Yuan Qiwen, who reflexively asked, "What are you doing!"
"Leader Yuan, you must help me!" Qin Yanlin grabbed Yuan Qiwen's sleeve.
"Leader, our children's education depends on you!" Deng Xiuzhen looked at Yuan Qiwen pitifully, her face full of anxiety.
"What's wrong with you all?" Yuan Qiwen took a step back and pulled away the hand that was grabbing his sleeve.