After finishing the bowl of noodles without leaving even a drop of soup, the landlord looked at Jie Zhouyan hesitantly. Although he did not receive any instructions, he felt that it was enough. Only then did he dare to put away the dishes and chopsticks. He even honestly put them in the dishwasher himself after draining them clean and then took them out and put them back in their original place, not daring to ask anyone else to do it for him at all.
After cleaning up the mess, Yuan Yuxue stayed in the restaurant to fix the table. I don't know how he did it, but now the crystal table is as bright as new, and the debris on the floor has been cleaned up. The slightly sunken floor is covered with a thick red carpet, and there is no trace of the previous damage. Jie Zhouyan squatted on the side and looked at Yuan Yuxue. At first glance, he seemed a little guilty and very easy to talk to... He squatted there, his eyes were focused. He looked like he was confessing something, and his voice was very soft.
Of course, the homeowner would never think that Jie Zhouyan would have a gentle side.
When he looked at that spot, he felt the scar on his face begin to ache again, and he quickly turned his eyes away.
Having learned from the previous lesson, the landlord did not dare to arrogantly ask someone to accompany him to carry the luggage. But he had to bear the consequences. The suitcase was right next to him, without wheels and in a strange shape. His face turned red and he did not pick up one of them. His eyes were wandering around.
Others: “…”
A Jian was slightly speechless, but still stepped forward to help him carry the suitcase, while the other luggage was picked up by Lao Wang.
Although they hated the landlord, they were also afraid that he was living too miserably and would hit rock bottom.
Originally, this was the treatment he deserved, but at this moment, the owner quickly glanced at Jie Zhouyan, fearing that if he saw him, he would make this important person angry, so he smiled in a very flattering way: "Thank you, thank you."
It would be boring if no one paid attention to him.
Originally, the owner of the house was supposed to live in the main room on the first floor, but now that Jie Zhouyan was here, he dared not be so arrogant. He consciously gave up the room and chose a room on the sixth floor.
It's not that there is any other reason. If you can't live on the lowest floor, then live on the highest floor. Also, this floor number sounds more auspicious - even though the concept of seeking "auspiciousness" in a haunted house itself is unreasonable.
The suitcase was carried into the elevator and the owner followed in.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly closed. Ah Jian's left eye suddenly began to ache violently, and he felt a little blurry, so he subconsciously pressed his eye.
Yuan Yuxue was still studying whether the position of the table legs was firm enough. When the elevator door made a "ding dong" sound, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards the elevator. It was almost in the blink of an eye. According to human eyesight, it was almost impossible to see how Yuan Yuxue half-bent his body at that time, and how quickly he arrived in front of the elevator in the blink of an eye, and exerted a lot of force on the elevator that was about to close.
He was a little cautious when he attacked, and didn't damage the elevator. But his strength was obviously not light, and at this time the elevator door was still slightly closed, which looked extremely strange.
The room owner and the players in the elevator seemed to be frozen in time, not realizing how Yuan Yuxue got here, and looked at him in confusion. In less than a second, it was not enough for them to realize that there was something wrong with the elevator and quickly get out.