When we arrived at the fifth floor, the real estate agent opened Room 520.

I saw that the room was empty and there was not even a bed. Fortunately, there was a toilet and a shower, and the conditions were much better than subdivided flats.

"Mr. Ye, look, this house is 150 square feet, so spacious and bright. It has complete water and electricity. Just buy a rice cooker and you can cook by yourself." The real estate agent smiled. "The monthly rent is only 200 Hong Kong dollars, so cheap. It is not easy to find such a cost-effective house."

"This house is 200 yuan a month, but it's really not cheap. You see, it has nothing. If I want to move in, I have to buy furniture, buy private goods, and buy home appliances. Adding up will cost a lot of money. If I move in the future, I will have to spend another amount of money." Ye Jin waved his hand, "The cost-effectiveness is not that high when so many costs are added together."

He is not a rookie who rents a house for the first time, so he would not be deceived so easily.

"Let's do this, one hundred and fifty yuan a month. I'll give you another fifty yuan to drink tea." Ye Jin suggested.

The real estate agent hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Okay, the deal."

In fact, the landlord of this house only costs 150 yuan, and he offered 200 yuan to earn more commissions. Ye Jin gave a rebate of fifty yuan, which was already more than the commission he deserved, so he naturally agreed.

Ye Jin immediately signed a rental contract with the agent, deposited one and paid six yuan, and rented it for half a year first. Adding a kickback of fifty yuan, the total cost was 950 yuan.

Ye Jin then spent another 800 yuan, pulled a telephone line and installed a telephone answering machine. In this way, if there is a notice in the future, he can contact him directly by phone.

Then he bought another bed, a table, a chair, a cabinet, bedding, daily necessities, toiletries, and another 500 Hong Kong dollars.

Ye Jin also bought a sandbag and a pair of dumbbells, which he prepared to keep for fitness.

After a busy life, he only had 200 Hong Kong dollars in his savings. Fortunately, he had a job start again, so he was not worried that he would starve to death.

...

After buying the goods, Ye Jin hired a cart and two more workers to help him move the purchased furniture home.

When I was moving, I saw the door next door open. A woman in her thirties led a boy in her teens and looked over here curiously. The child was the naughty ghost from the real estate agency two days ago.

"Hello, sister~" In line with the principle of being kind to others and being far away relatives are worse than being close neighbors, Ye Jin first smiled and said hello to the others, "I am the newly moved tenant, my name is Ye Jin."

"Oh, Mr. Ye, hello." The woman nodded and asked curiously, "Where are you doing things?"

"I work in Xiao Cinema, I am a Dragon and Tiger Martial Artist." Ye Jin explained.

"Dragon Tiger Martial Artist?! Do you know how to kung fu?" The boy ran over when he heard this, and raised his little face in surprise, looking at Ye Jin and asked.

"Of course." Ye Jin nodded with a smile.

"Then do you know Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do? Do you know iron sand palms and Wing Chun fist?" the boy asked repeatedly.

"I don't know Jeet Kune Do, Iron Sand Palm, but I know Wing Chun Fist." Ye Jin said with a smile.

He mainly learned martial arts routines in martial arts schools, and he learned several famous boxing types in the country. Especially in those two years, the "Ip Man" series became popular, so the school specially taught Wing Chun boxing. However, it was just learning routines. Every move and every move looked very good, but it actually didn't have much damage.

"Then can you accept me as your disciple?" The boy immediately asked, "I want to learn martial arts, I want to be Bruce Lee."

Ye Jin looked at him so seriously and couldn't help but remember when he was a child. At that time, he also had a dream of martial arts, thinking that learning how to learn kung fu would lead to peace. Only when he grew up did he realize that walking in the world was just a fantasy, and he would hold on to trouble sooner or later.

"Axing, don't mess around." The woman hurried over and grabbed him and said, "Sorry, this is my youngest son Zhou Xingchi. If you don't study hard, you just want to learn kung fu every day, so you don't have to pay attention to him."

"Zhou Xingchi?!" Ye Jin was stunned and looked at the boy carefully. As expected, the more he looked, the more he looked, "It's really him! No wonder he felt familiar at the beginning."

Zhou Xingchi is naturally familiar with him. The most famous comedian and director in the Xiangjiang film industry, everyone respectfully calls him [Star Chow], which is an existence that he could not catch up with in his previous life. I didn’t expect that he would meet unexpectedly now, and he also wanted to take himself as his teacher. It can be said that things in the world are so wonderful.

Although the king of comedy wants to take him as his teacher, Ye Jin's vanity instantly burst, he does not want to accept Zhou Xingchi as his disciple.

First, he is not interested in teaching at all. His biggest thought now is to become famous. As long as he becomes famous, he will make money. With his first pot of gold, he can get money off and profit more, and eventually become a wealthy rich man;

Second, Zhou Xingchi is the king of comedy. If he learns martial arts from him and becomes a dragon and tiger martial arts master in the future, he will ruin him. He has a bright future, so why should he interfere?

"Axing, don't practice martial arts. Those who practice martial arts are useless. You should study hard, so that the knowledge is truly useful." Ye Jin waved his hand with a smile.

Hearing him say this, the woman nodded with a smile, "Axing, I didn't hear my uncle's words, so I'm not allowed to clamor for martial arts anymore."

Zhou Xingchi shook his head stubbornly, "Practicing martial arts is my greatest wish, and I will never give up."

"Oh." After hearing what he said, the woman couldn't help but sigh, and then forced her son away.

...

After moving, Ye Jin went to Wu Siyuan's house.

After arriving, I realized that he was not here and had not come back for two days and three nights. I have been staying in Xiao Cinema and busy doing the movies later.

When Ye Jin heard Mrs. Wu say this, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He knew that it was not easy to make a movie, it was a chore. Especially the director, he had to coordinate the overall situation, and had to take care of everything and ask everything. He was so busy that he couldn't even go back home. It was really hard.

"Okay, since Director Wu is not here, I will go back first." Ye Jin stood up and said, "Mrs. Wu, this is my new home address and phone number. Please show it to him after Director Wu comes back."

"Okay." Mrs. Wu nodded with a smile.

She knew that Ye Jin was the martial artist who helped out that day and saved the whole movie, so she had a very good impression of him.

"I thank you first, goodbye." Ye Jin said gratefully, and then left the Wu family.

After a turn of the sky, he got up at six o'clock, ran back and forth along the highway for ten kilometers, and then practiced boxing for thirty minutes in a nearby small park.

As he was practicing, he suddenly felt a burning gaze behind him.

Ye Jin looked back and saw that the master of his eyes was Zhou Xingchi. He stared at Ye Jin practicing qigong without blinking, as if he wanted to remember his movements completely in his mind.

"Axing, it's almost 7:30, so why don't you go to school soon," Ye Jin reminded.

"It's boring to go to school. I want to learn martial arts from you." Zhou Xingchi shook his head and said stubbornly.

"I won't accept disciples, you'd better die." Ye Jin waved his hand, then he finished his work and climbed the stairs and went home.

"I will not give up." Ah Xing said loudly behind him.
Chapter completed!