"What did you say?" Zhang Jiayong turned around and asked, pretending not to hear clearly, but in fact he was secretly happy inside. It seemed that this little girl had a good impression of him and actually invited him to be her dance partner!

"I said...I...I want to invite you to be my dance partner." The first invitation had already used up all Hu Kexin's courage, so she answered a little shyly when facing Zhang Jiayong's question.

"Oh, okay." Zhang Jiayong knew that he could no longer tease Hu Kexin. This little girl was particularly shy.

"You can go to the school gate tomorrow at 2:00 p.m., Uncle Lian and I come to find you." Hu Kexin was a little happy when she saw Zhang Jiayong agreeing.

Zhang Jiayong made a gesture without any problem, and then left with Li Longhei and Zhang Xian.

Afterwards, Hu Kexin also visited the mall for most of the time, picked a dress she liked, and then left with Hu Guanglian.

In the car, Hu Guanglian asked with a smile: "Miss, do you fall in love with your classmate?"

"No...no, no, there is no such thing." Hu Kexin shook her hand quickly to defend herself.

Hu Guanglian said intimately: It's just a lie. When I was picking up a gift, I talked to myself countless times. I wonder if he would like this dress. Who else could Hu Kexin say if he wasn't Zhang Jiayong?

Hu Guang didn't even point it out. Hu Kexin is not young anymore. In some big families, many people are basically engaged at this age, so he is not opposed to Hu Kexin falling in love. Moreover, Hu Kexin's father has introduced some rich children to Hu Kexin many times, but Hu Kexin refused on the grounds that he is still young.

For Hu Guanglian, it doesn’t matter whether Hu Kexin’s boyfriend is a rich child. As long as Hu Kexin’s love is perfect, he has watched Hu Kexin grow up since he was a child, and Hu Kexin’s father is often busy with business, so if we say that the blood relationship is eliminated, Hu Guanglian is the closest person to Hu Kexin.

How could Hu Guanglian not know why Hu Kexin really rejected those rich children? Isn’t it because she didn’t like it? So when he saw Hu Kexin having a good impression of Zhang Jiayong this time, he was very willing to see it.

Hu Kexin has no mother since she was a child, and her father has been busy with work. Therefore, Hu Kexin lacks love, but she is seriously lacking love! Hu Guanglian really hopes that a boy who is brave enough to take responsibility can stand up and take care of Hu Kexin.

In fact, Hu Guanglian still thinks that Zhang Jiayong has a good impression. He is simple in dressing and willing to help others. He is brave enough to stand up and help others when others are in danger. More importantly, he faintly sensed a mysterious aura from Zhang Jiayong. He didn't know what this aura was, but he felt that Zhang Jiayong would be a person with great achievements.

In a small restaurant, Zhang Jiayong and the other two were drunk. Because they promised Li Longhei to treat him to dinner, the three of them also found a place to eat and have a meal in the evening, and the three of them were all satisfied.

During the meal, Zhang Jiayong gave Zhang Xian a look, and the two of them came to the toilet at the same time. After checking that there was no one in the toilet, Zhang Jiayong began to ask questions.

"What happened to Hu Guanglian just now? He is also a martial artist?" Zhang Jiayong asked. Li Longhei was following him just now, and he couldn't ask questions. Now he found the right opportunity, and he couldn't wait to know what was going on.

If there are warriors in today's society, then that's a big deal? He is not invincible in the world!

"He should not be a warrior, but he has strong strength and should have received special training. After receiving special training, our soldiers are not warriors, but they will also have a certain combat power index, which is the embodiment of their strong strength." Zhang Xian said after thinking for a while.

"Special Forces?" Zhang Jiayong's first thought was that Hu Guanglian was a special force soldier. He received special training and could have such strong strength. Besides special forces, what else could he be? It is possible that the armed police, or he was a special agent?

"Special Forces? I don't know what you mean, but it should be the kind of soldier I explained to you who receive special training." Zhang Xian didn't know much about modern knowledge, so he didn't know what group of people the special forces represented, but he still made a speculation.

Zhang Jiayong nodded, which was reasonable, but he still asked: "So do you still have warriors?"

Zhang Xian shook his head and said he didn't know. After all, he traveled from ancient times to modern times. As a modern person, Zhang Jiayong didn't know, so how could he, an ancient person, know?

Zhang Jiayong was a little embarrassed and felt that his problem was a bit idiotic.

"But it may exist. I don't believe that warriors will disappear. After all, becoming warriors was everyone's dream during that period." Zhang Xian added.

Zhang Jiayong felt that he seemed to be a little troubled by mediocre people. So what if there are other warriors in modern times? Isn’t it better to train hard and surpass everyone? Zhang Xian also said that he is very talented in martial arts practice, so he will work hard towards the military chief and general. If he doesn’t work, then the Martial Commander and the Martial King.

People are always competitive. After achieving success in a certain aspect, they hope that they will always be the number one person in this aspect. Of course, Zhang Jiayong is no exception.

After leaving the hotel, Zhang Jiayong stopped a car and took Li Longhei back first, and then went home with Zhang Xian. He decided to find a place for Zhang Xian to live tomorrow because his mother should come back the day after tomorrow, and it was a bit difficult to explain at that time.

But when Zhang Jiayong arrived home, he found that the lights at home were on, and a luxury car that should not appear in such a place was parked at the door. Zhang Jiayong is not a car fan and does not know the brand of this car, but judging from its cool appearance, it is of great value.

Next, Zhang Jiayong saw a shocked scene. Through the window of the house, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa with a strange man, not knowing what he was talking about.

Many bad thoughts emerged from Zhang Jiayong's mind. Is it because his father is away all year round that his mother plans to divorce and find another one? Or...

Zhang Jiayong shook his head and asked his mother privately about this matter. If it were Zhang Jiayong two days ago, he might have rushed in and questioned it long ago. However, after gaining strength and wealth, Zhang Jiayong's thoughts became much more mature. Now, it is better to solve Zhang Xian's residence first.

There are many real estate agents around, and they are all old houses, and the rental prices are very cheap. A separate suite with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom is only about 2,000 yuan. In the 1920s, it was about 80,000 yuan, which was quite affordable.

Zhang Jiayong casually found an agent. After entering, there was only one aunt. She was in her fifties and was sitting at her desk watching the video of her mobile phone. Regarding the arrival of Zhang Jiayong and Li Longhei, the aunt just raised her eyes slightly and buried her head to watch the video again.

Agents of the level of aunts like to look at people with their eyes, and at first glance they judged Zhang Jiayong and Li Longhei as young people who rent cheap houses. Such people are the most troublesome, they have to be cheap and have a good environment. Sometimes it is really thankless to have to pay for a few hundred yuan.

"Hello, we want to rent a house. Is there any better environment and more discounted prices?" Although Zhang Jiayong has some money on hand now, his sense of frugality is still very high.

The aunt raised her head again and thought to herself, Sure enough, she was a young man in society who wanted cheap houses. The last trace of enthusiasm that still existed in her heart disappeared.

Seeing the aunt's behavior and expression, Zhang Jiayong immediately thought of the reason. He had also heard of these small local agents' habits, and he knew that he was being looked down upon. He was angry and a little helpless. He couldn't hang a sign on himself, and wrote on the sign that I had one million, right?

After looking at the display of the property on the wall, Zhang Jiayong sneered in his heart. Since he has been in the service industry, even if it is just a dollar, he should serve customers well. This is a matter of professional quality. Of course, in such a small place, Zhang Jiayong is also clear that there is no professional quality at all, but he still decided to properly rectify this poor-minded agent aunt.

"I want to see this household, this household, and..." Zhang Jiayong pointed to the seven or eight houses on the wall and said he wanted to see the house.

Zhang Xian was a little confused. Although the fonts have been simplified to simplified Chinese, he still understood a lot. The properties on them are obviously for sale, not for rent. Shouldn't they come to rent a house?

Although he was confused, he didn't ask too much. He believed that Zhang Jiayong should have his own plans.

The old lady who looked down at the video looked up again at the property Zhang Xian pointed to, and her expression was even more disdainful. She had to find cheap houses to rent a house just now, but now she wanted to see these properties for sale? She already classified Zhang Jiayong and Zhang Xian as people who were making trouble, so she lowered her head and stopped paying attention to them.

Zhang Jiayong felt that he had given this intermediary aunt a chance. Since her attitude was still like this, I could only be sorry for her.

Zhang Jiayong took out his phone and called a landlord on the property. This was a house with two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. The living area was 53 square meters and a small courtyard of about ten square meters was behind it. Because it was an old residential area, although it was a single-family house, it only sold for 700,000 yuan.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for an intermediary to publicize the landlord's contact number, because if the buyer and seller make a private transaction and skip the intermediary, the intermediary will not receive a commission!

However, the intermediary’s aunt was obviously very low in vigilance, and even the landlord’s phone number on this property was printed out.

When the agent saw Zhang Jiayong taking out the phone and calling in a good manner, he frowned and found that there was a landlord's contact number on the property, but after a moment she felt it didn't matter. Just the two poor boys in front of her wanted to buy this house? It was probably because of the young man's intention, to show his face in front of him.

He shook his head indifferently, and the agent lowered his head again, watching the video that was not related to his own affairs.
Chapter completed!