The early bird catches the worm, and the early bird catches the worm!
One night more than two months before reaching the age of 36, Han Xingchen, who has lived at home for nearly ten years, made up his mind to change his life, stop being a homemaker, find a job that can make a living, and find a second married woman to marry after the new house is built.
The conditions are poor. In the marriage market, we can only actively lower standards and take a low attitude.
Before going to bed, Han Xingchen set the alarm with his mobile phone and took out the equipment needed for the morning run.
At 6:00 am the next morning, Han Xingchen was awakened by the alarm. After waking up, he got up quickly, turned off the alarm, unplugged the charging data cable, put down his mobile phone, put on his clothes and pants, got out of bed, and put on his sneakers.
After going out, Han Xingchen ran less than 50 meters, he felt uncomfortable and could not continue.
"Shit, my body is going to be ruined!"
Han Xingchen felt a little uneasy, but he believed that as long as he was willing to change in a good direction, he would certainly change for the better.
insist!
Running and walking, Han Xingchen came to the river crossing bridge about two kilometers away from his home.
The weather is really good today. It's good to come to the bridge and have a look at the river scenery.
After running several tens of meters, Han Xingchen felt a little overwhelmed. He slowed down and walked forward step by step.
Suddenly, Han Xingchen saw a ring on the asphalt bridge deck. He stepped forward quickly, bent down to pick up the ring, and looked at it carefully.
"This is not a platinum ring, is it?"
Han Xingchen muttered to himself, "If it's platinum, it's worth a few dollars."
The size of the ring is a little small.
Han Xingchen tried and successfully put it on the little finger of his left hand.
"It looks good. If only it were a carry on space ring?"
Han Xingchen, a senior online writer who has been on the street for more than ten years, is always dreaming that he can become the protagonist in the novel.
Just thinking of it, Han Xingchen didn't want to admit the Lord.
I didn't feel uncomfortable wearing it, so I didn't take it off and continued to wear it.
When Han Xingchen came home after running, his parents had just had breakfast.
When his parents had something to do, Han Xingchen washed the dishes after breakfast.
There was a gap in the mouth of a rice bowl. Han Xingchen didn't notice when he washed the dishes. The back of his left hand was scratched.
Wash the dishes.
Han Xingchen dried his hands and saw that the wound was very small. He was not ready to look for a Band Aid.
After entering the bedroom, he turned on the computer, sat down and waited for the computer to turn on. Han Xingchen noticed the ring on his little finger.
"God bless you. I hope this ring is a god ring and has room for you."
Han Xingchen smiled and muttered, pressed his right forefinger on the wound, smeared some blood, and then smeared it on the ring.
After a while, Han Xingchen was stunned. He had some incredible information in his mind.
"Reclining slot! Divine ring, is this a divine ring?! God, I also have the life of the protagonist?!"
Han Xingchen smiles with surprise.
After taking a few deep breaths, Han Xingchen calmed down his excitement, raised his hands, patted his cheeks, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples.
"Really! Really! I'm going to be developed!"
"There are only nine through doors. This house is going to be demolished soon. Now we will use one. After a few days, it can't be used again. It's too wasteful."
After pondering for a while, Han Xingchen decided to rent a villa with a courtyard in this city. He would rent it first, and then buy it when he had money in the future.
After looking up rental information online for more than 20 minutes, Han Xingchen found a single family villa he wanted to rent.
Pick up the phone and dial the number left by the real estate agent on the Internet.
"Hello."
"Hello, I want to rent an apartment. I saw on the Internet that Yangguangjiayuan has a single villa for rent. Please tell me the details of this villa."
"Hello, boss, may I have your name?"
Han Xingchen is not used to hearing that the real estate agent calls himself the boss, but he knows that the current social climate is such that no matter what industry people are engaged in, or unemployed vagrants will also be called the boss, just like people used to call others comrades in the past.
"My surname is Han."
"Boss Han, the information about that villa is introduced on the website. What else do you want to know?"
"How big is the yard?"
"More than 200 square meters."
"The area on the property certificate is only 330 square meters, and the monthly rent is 10000 yuan, which is a little expensive."
"Boss Han, the actual use area of the house is 560 square meters, and the underground area can also be used well. The house is well decorated, and the rent is 10000 yuan a month. This is a real price, a buy it now price. The landlord does not allow the intermediary to rent it at a higher price."
"Who pays the property fee?"
"The landlord will pay the property fee."
Han Xingchen thought for a moment, looked down at the ring on the little finger of his left hand, and thought, "Don't joke with me. If all the information in my mind is unreal and unreal, I will jump off the building."
"Boss Han, if you are free, you can look at the house first. After looking at the house, you can decide whether to rent it or not."
"OK!" Han Xingchen said, "An hour later, we will meet at the north gate of Yangguangjiayuan Community."
"OK. See you in an hour!"
After hanging up the phone, Han Xingchen put down his mobile phone and continued to read the information about renting and second-hand houses for a while, but he did not find a more desirable villa.
"The per capita income in Juzhou is so low, the house price is so high, and there are few people from other places to buy houses in Juzhou. Why are there so many people in Juzhou who have money to buy houses?"
Han Xingchen muttered to himself that he had long known that it was not easy to buy a house in the urban area because of the income of his online coders. He had already given up the idea of buying commercial houses.
Han Xingchen is a rural person, and his family has self built houses. Not long ago, he signed a demolition and construction agreement. After receiving the demolition funds, the government will allocate a piece of land to his family to build a house.
Han Xingchen is unmarried. If his family has an additional population, the area of land allocated by the state can be increased by 15 square meters. Because he can build a three storey house by himself, the building area is reduced by more than 40 square meters. His parents hate him for this, which makes him very depressed.
"With space, I will surely develop in the future. I will have tickets, cars, wives and children."
Han Xingchen's home is very close to the downtown area. It takes less than 20 minutes to ride a battery car. Yangguangjiayuan Community is in the suburbs, and it is only 20 minutes' drive from his home.
Before going out, Han Xingchen changed into a suit to make himself look more respectable. He put some cash, ID card, driver's license and mobile phone in his pocket.
After leaving the bedroom, he returned again and took the charger. He felt no accident and would rent the villa. He could live outside tonight.
Han Xingchen rode his battery car to the gate of Yangguangjiayuan Community. As soon as he parked his car, he received a call from the real estate agent.
"Hello, Boss Han, I'm Xiao Liu, the real estate agent who talked to you on the phone just now. I have arrived at the gate of Beida in Yangguangjiayuan Community. If you arrive, you can see me."
"I see you."
Han Xingchen hung up the phone and approached Xiao Liu, the real estate agent.
"Are you Boss Han?"
"Yes." Han Xingchen smiles and nods.
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In the last book, the protagonist grew too fast, too invincible, did not create contradictions, and did not have a sense of rapid escalation.
I hope this book can be written better and get more people's support.
