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    Chapter 31

    The end of the competition means that the eating and drinking is also over. If he wants to stay in Beijing, Bai Song still has to worry about his place to stay. He flipped through the rental software again and again, but in the end Bai Song still couldn’t find a house that suits him. From the end of the competition to now, he has been living in a hotel. The high expenses have made Bai Song tighten his belt.

    Fortunately, the advertising fees for several magazine shoots during the recording period have been paid, otherwise Bai Song would not be able to survive now.

    Ding dong, it’s a text message from Fang Xingcheng.

    Fang Xingcheng: [Have you found a house?】

    Bai Song held the phone and said angrily: [No!have!I looked at several and none of them seemed suitable.】

    [House prices in Beijing are so expensive. The price of a house that we can rent for one year in Beijing can only be rented for three months, and we still have to pay a deposit.】

    Fang Xingcheng: [How about we rent together?】

    When Bai Song was invited to stay at his home before, Bai Song always talked about him.

    In desperation, Xingcheng had no choice but to make this move.

    Sharing.

    Sharing?

    Water and electricity are cut in half.

    Have someone to eat with.

    Bai Song suddenly sat up from the bed: [What a great idea!】

    Move when you say it.

    In less than half an hour, Bai Song had already rushed to Fang Xingcheng’s restaurant with the information he had collected.

    “Two Cokes cost fifty, what a ridiculous price.” Bai Song stared at the menu in a daze.

    “Well, it should be quiet here. If fans find out, it will cause trouble to the shop owner. Stop looking, I’m asking you.” Fang Xingcheng took back the ordering board and ordered a few dishes skillfully. As for the two fifty-fifty Cokes, he thought about it for a while but still didn’t order it. If he really wanted to drink, he could go to the convenience store outside to buy it.

    Gotta respect Coke.

    No premium.

    “It makes sense, we can’t cause trouble to others.”

    “Well, what do you think of the house?”

    Bai Song quickly took out large and small pages of paper from the bag. Some seemed to have been cut from newspapers, and some seemed to have been printed from the Internet.

    “This house, this house, and this house are more suitable for us to live together.” Bai Song placed them in front of Fang Xingcheng one by one. “The price is not expensive, the transportation area is convenient for getting to the shed, and it is not too far to other places.”

    After hesitating for a moment, Bai Song pointed to another house: “This house is also good, but a little more expensive, but we can try to negotiate with the landlord.”

    Fang Xingcheng followed his line of sight and saw that the small house was not too big, enough for the two of them. If there was anything attractive about it, it was probably that the owner had converted one of the small bedrooms into a small music studio.

    It seems that he is also a music lover, maybe a fellow traveler.

    Bai Song’s preferences are obvious.

    Fang Xingcheng immediately said: “I like this one better. If there is this small music studio, it will be much more convenient for us to record songs, and it won’t be too expensive after including the money saved.”

    “Yeah!” Bai Song nodded. He squinted to find the landlord’s contact information: “Then I’ll negotiate with the landlord.”

    As soon as Fang Xingcheng stood up, he took the piece of paper from Bai Song’s hand and said, “How can we leave all the matters of our shared rent to you? I’ll negotiate the price.”

    “You? Are you okay?”

    “Wrap it around me.”

    Bai Song glanced at Fang Xingcheng’s face with suspicion. Why did he feel that this matter was full of unreliability?

    “Dong dong -” A knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two people. Dishes of exquisite snacks were served on the table, and the waiter brought their dishes for them to enjoy slowly.

    Fang Xingcheng took the opportunity to put the information into his bag: “Don’t worry if you leave it to me. Try it quickly and eat it while it’s hot.”

    It’s okay if I don’t say it, but I feel hungry growling as soon as I mention Bai Song.

    Anyway, in front of Fang Xingcheng, there was nothing to worry about, so Bai Song just started eating.

    “It’s delicious, try this shrimp!”

    “Eat slowly, no one will compete with you.”

    “This fish is not bad. It’s so fresh and not fishy at all.”

    “It melts in your mouth. I have never tasted such a delicious dessert. What is this called?”

    “The braised short ribs are also delicious. Oh my god, they taste even better than what my dad makes, but a little bit inferior to me.”

    After eating a meal, I can only praise it.

    Just from the exquisite presentation, it was clear that this meal cost a lot of money. Bai Song showed a pained expression: “Isn’t it expensive?”

    “It’s not expensive. Eat more. If you don’t have enough, order more.” Fang Xingcheng was too sincere to be a liar.

    “Okay, okay, that’s enough, that’s enough. Just eat it once a month is enough. Wait until next month. Next month I will have a payment in my account. Then I’ll treat you to the buffet.”

    “Okay, you’re here. You’re welcome. Eat more.”

    Chinese people will probably never be able to escape the four words “all come”.

    That afternoon, Fang Xingcheng contacted the landlord.

    The landlord is a musician who drifts from Beijing. His family has good investment vision. He helped him buy a house in the first year after coming to Beijing. Now that housing prices have risen, it can be considered a profit.

    Fang Xingcheng joked that if his family had such business acumen, how could he still make music?

    Where can I make money doing music?

    Chasing dreams is all about chasing dreams.The landlord will be admitted to a foreign university this year and is going to study abroad, so he wants to rent out the house.

    Fang Xingcheng and his landlord made an appointment to meet at three o’clock on Thursday afternoon, and he arrived half an hour early.

    This apartment is located in Wangjing. It is an old and small building. The residential area is compact and the road is a bit narrow for cars to go in the same direction.

    The building is five stories high, and the room they are interested in is on the third floor.

    Fang Xingcheng did not go upstairs and waited at the door of the building.

    About ten minutes later, a young man wearing glasses leisurely rode a battery car and stopped in front of him.

    The man suddenly parked the car and locked the car. When he saw Fang Xingcheng, his eyes lit up: “Fang Xingcheng?”

    “Yes, I am.” Fang Xingcheng asked uncertainly, “Are you…the landlord? Brother Li?”

    The man suddenly realized and patted his head: “So it’s you who wants to rent my house! Why are you here so early? I thought I was early enough. Let’s go up and sit down and chat slowly.”

    Fang Xingcheng followed Brother Zhao upstairs and started chatting on the way upstairs.

    “You know me?”

    “Who doesn’t know you now? Your talent show, “Big Star”, is very popular, and I’m a fan of Teacher Wang.”

    “Then I’ll ask Teacher Wang to sign it for you tomorrow, and your rent will be cheaper for us.”

    “Brothers must also settle accounts clearly. This is a matter of one code.”

    “Haha, we can still talk.”

    “Of course, we can chat. Let’s look at the apartment first. Teacher Xingcheng, can I call you that?”

    Brother Li opened the door and called Fang Xingcheng into the room.

    “Of course, just call me Fang Xingcheng, Xiao Fang is fine too.”

    “Haha, come on, take a stroll.”

    The area of this suite is not large, with one living room, one bathroom, and three bedrooms. The master bedroom has been converted into a workroom. There is a single bed in each of the other two guest bedrooms. The overall decoration is gray and white.

    Decoration for a very young boy.

    “Ahem, actually I’ve been looking for this house for a long time, but for various reasons, people think it’s not very cost-effective.”

    Brother Li’s words were unclear, but Fang Xingcheng understood.

    After all, no one needs a room equipped with a music studio.

    Or the master bedroom.

    It’s not good to do anything.

    Brother Li said: “Anyway, if we can’t rent it out this month, my parents will buy this studio and renovate it into a bedroom for rent.”

    “You can’t bear to part with it, Brother Li.” Fang Xingcheng said, “Not only is it just right that I’m here, this is what we call mutual benefit and win-win.”

    “The rent can be negotiated, but you can’t open your mouth as much as you want, Mr. Xingcheng.”

    “I do have a few issues that I need to discuss with you in detail. Brother Li, sit down and let’s talk slowly.”

    This conversation lasted two hours.

    “I’ll go, Teacher Xingcheng, what did you just say?” Brother Li stood up with his eyes widened.

    Fang Xingcheng repeated calmly: “I want to buy your house. Is it convenient?”

    “Do you know what the housing prices in Beijing are now?”

    “Yes, I’ll pay you in full. After signing the contract today, you can go through the formalities tomorrow. The only requirement is not to disclose this matter to anyone. I’ll give you an extra three thousand per square meter on top of the market price.”

    “It turns out that you are the one with the best family background in the entire program, Teacher Xingcheng. I knew I shouldn’t look down on any Mr. Jing…”

    “Sign or not?”

    “Sign!” You’re a bastard who doesn’t want to make money.

    Fang Xingcheng had no intention of renting someone else’s house.

    He has several houses under his name, but they are either villas or large flats, even if he plans to get a lower rental price for convenience.

    But given the area and decoration, unless Bai Song got kicked in the head when he went out, he would definitely not be able to deceive him.

    Might as well buy this white pine house that I already liked.

    Except for the small place and inconvenient transportation, everything else is good.

    Most of the people in Wangjing are Beipiao workers, and the staff composition is not complicated. More importantly… the sound insulation is good.

    Being able to have a quiet environment to create music.

    Brother Li really loves music. The small studio is well-equipped and well-decorated, meeting the requirements for independent recording.

    Facing such a bold seller like Fang Xingcheng, Brother Li gritted his teeth and wanted to leave everything to him.But Fang Xingcheng saw in Brother Li’s reluctant eyes that he was reluctant to leave the equipment, so he asked him to move it all away, and he also thoughtfully called a cargo company for him.

    Brother Li was so moved that he burst into tears: Wow, brother, you are my good brother in this life, and you are the only one who still cares about my stuff. My parents said it was useless rags.

    Fang Xingcheng politely reassured: Yeah, yeah, they are wrong, this is not junk, this is the ladder to dreams, equipment is the life of a musician.

    Brother Li: You are right, Teacher Xingcheng, you are still the best, so remember to give me Teacher Wang’s signature.

    …This little brother Li will never let go even if he eats or takes it!

    In short, with Brother Li’s full cooperation, the procedures were completed quickly.

    Fang Xingcheng bought better equipment to rearm the studio.

    The whole show needs to be done, and the landlord and the lease contract must also be real.

    Fang Xingcheng directly called Uncle Wang without thinking about this kind of thing. As a secretary who had been with Lao Fang for decades, solving the young master’s troubles was probably included in his high salary.

    All done in one afternoon.

    On Friday afternoon, Fang Xingcheng invited Bai Song to their “new house”.

    The rent is half of what it was previously listed for.

    “The landlord is a fan of both of us. Knowing that we rent the house, he insists on giving us a cheaper price. He also promised to keep the equipment for us to use. I just want to give him a few albums in the future. How about it, isn’t it good?”

    The contract and chat records with the landlord were placed in front of Bai Song.

    Unexpectedly, Bai Song was listless and not happy at all. He didn’t care about looking at the room and kept his eyes fixed on Fang Xingcheng, as if he was about to cry.

    Fang Xingcheng touched his nose: “What’s wrong, Bai Song?”

    Bai Song threw a stack of documents in front of Fang Xingcheng, unable to stop his suppressed emotions from breaking down: “Fang Xingcheng, why are you so crazy? Why did you lie to me?”

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