PFC Chapter 208 What does this bed look like?
Chapter 208 What does this bed look like?
Facing the audience's doubts, Shen Sangning smiled.
"For a non-assembled bed of this specification, an error of 1 cm is indeed normal. It does not have much impact on our daily life."
"Miss, please measure the height of the head and foot of the bed again."
Xiaoying said "hmm" softly: "The height of the head of the bed is 28cm, and the height of the foot of the bed is 27cm."
Shen Sangning curled her lips and said, "Wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, high at the top and low at the bottom. This means one end is big and the other end is small. What do you think it looks like?"
[Damn... now that I mention it, it feels a bit like a coffin! ]
[Not a little bit like it, definitely. ]
[You've got me energized in the middle of the night. I'm going to get up right now and measure my bed! ]
[Is it okay to sleep on a coffin all day? ]
Shen Sangning quickly smiled and explained: "Don't panic. Didn't I just tell you that a slight error in the size is not a problem and is normal."
"Don't worry even if your bed is exactly the same size."
"Miss, how is the contract you signed with the landlord calculated? Quarterly payment or annual payment?"
Xiaoying said in a panic: "It's paid annually, the annual rent is 2000 yuan. The deposit is yuan..."
"Take out the contract and show it to me."
"it is good."
As soon as the sound fell, Xiaoying quickly ran to a drawer and took out the contract.
The contract is more than ten pages long!
"Ahem..." Shen Sangning put one hand to her lips and asked, "Did you look carefully?"
Xiaoying shook her head: "I only read two or three pages. The content on it was too professional and I couldn't understand some of it. And some of it seemed useless..."
"Master, is there any problem with this contract?"
"Yes." Shen Sangning: "The landlord wrote on page nine that someone died in this room two years ago. If you say you don't want to live here anymore, you won't get a single cent of the rent back."
"Someone died?" Xiaoying's hair stood on end: "But...but the landlord didn't tell me when I rented the house!"
"I just rented a house, and I got this many pages of contracts. Who can read it?"
Shen Sangning said helplessly: "Whether the landlord said it or not, no one can prove it. But it is clearly written in the contract..."
"Signing a contract is not a trivial matter. You have to read it carefully in the future. There are too many people who tamper with contracts."
"It's okay. I'll help you get your rent back. Call the landlord and tell him there's a water leak in the house and ask him to come over."
Xiaoying thanked him immediately. She definitely didn't dare to live in this house. If 30,000 yuan was wasted like this, she would be heartbroken.
Half an hour later, a bearded man appeared in front of the camera.
The man glanced at Xiaoying, then pushed open the bathroom door and asked, "Where is the leak?"
Xiaoying mustered up her courage and said, "Brother...your room is not clean, can you refund me the rent? I don't want to live here anymore."
The man sneered, "Why are you here in the middle of the night to chat with me?"
"Why is my room unclean? Just because you say it's unclean, it's unclean?"
"You can choose not to live here. Then you can move out tomorrow. But I won't refund you the rent."
"But don't worry, I'm not unreasonable. I'll give you the deposit tomorrow!"
[What the hell? What does this landlord mean? Why do I feel like he expected all this?]
[He must have known that the house was not clean, so that’s why the contract was written like that! Cheating one is one! Cheating four people in a year is a fucking 120,000!]
[I have seen unclean houses being rented out or sold at low prices, but I have never seen anything like this. I have learned a lot today!]
Xiaoying bit her lower lip, her face showing timidity and panic: "But...but you didn't tell me that someone had died in this house. I'm a little girl and I'm really scared to live here."
"Don't talk nonsense." The man sneered: "I told you in person when we signed the contract, and you said it was okay. It's also clearly written in the contract. The agent can also testify to it!"
The man looked at his watch and smiled smugly: "Call me tomorrow when you move out and I'll come over and return your deposit."
Xiaoying wanted to refute, but swallowed the words back.
The landlord really didn't tell anyone about the death, he was lying.
But what's the point of refutation? It doesn't prove anything.
And judging from what the landlord said, it seems that the agent is also in cahoots with him...
Well, every failure is a lesson for me. I will read the contract carefully next time.
At this moment, Shen Sangning spoke up: "You are also a filial son, using your deceased mother to do business."
"I put a spell under the bed and forced your mother's spirit to stay in the house. Am I right?"
The landlord's face turned pale instantly, and his eyes kept searching, as if looking for the source of the sound.
Finally his eyes fell on the phone on the windowsill.
"Are you recording me with your phone?" The landlord's eyes gradually became fierce.
Xiaoying was so scared that she took two steps back, then quickly turned around, picked up her phone and pointed it at the landlord.
"You...don't mess around. I'm live streaming right now!"
"I can tell you, there are hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room. If you hurt me, you can't get away!"
The landlord narrowed his eyes dangerously, then turned amiable the next second.
He lowered his head, chuckled and touched the tip of his nose: "This is a society ruled by law, how could I hurt you, and I'm not that kind of person."
"But the contract is clearly written in black and white. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
"Good night, have a sweet dream!"
The landlord turned his head and his eyes became sinister and vicious.
He held the door handle tightly and kept pushing it up and down, but he couldn't open the door!
The landlord's expression became more and more ferocious. He began to kick the door frantically, cursing: "I'm going to tear this broken door down tomorrow!"
Seeing him so manic, Xiaoying subconsciously hid in the corner with her legs shaking.
The next second, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the landlord couldn't help but shiver.
His eyes became a little confused and his body turned around stiffly.
He hooked his finger at Xiaoying in the corner: "Little girl, come here! I will return all your money to you."
This old voice was completely different from the landlord's voice just now, as if... as if it was a different person.
Xiaoying trembled a little and looked at Shen Sangning for help.
Shen Sangning gave her a reassuring look: "It's okay, the dirt in the house has possessed the landlord."
"Go and collect the money, stay here for one night, and move out tomorrow."
Hearing this, Xiaoying's panic dissipated a lot.
She walked over slowly and tentatively and called up her QR code.
Soon, the landlord transferred the money.
Then he walked away with a dull look on his face.
Shen Sangning smiled mysteriously: "Miss, don't worry about staying here for one night. The dirty things have been taken away with the landlord."
Xiaoying nodded gratefully, and a rocket took off into the sky in the live broadcast room.