It was a busy morning.
Chen Feng helped Rosa finish moving.
Her newly rented apartment was on the edge of the Third Ring Road, and the price was quite expensive.
It was a small two-bedroom apartment, costing five thousand five hundred a month.
Originally, Rosa, a recent university graduate, couldn't afford such expensive rent, but to prevent her from wasting two hours on the road every day, Tong Gege directly gave the order.
She would reimburse her accommodation fees.
She told her to move within the Third Ring Road as much as possible to facilitate work.
That's why Rosa moved here.
The listing had just come out last night.
The new home was quite nice, at least very clean.
The location was also good; the community was very quiet, and Rosa was quite satisfied.
After a simple tidying of the living room, it was almost noon, and Rosa looked at Chen Feng, smiling, and said, "Lunch is on me. I'll cook; why don't you stay and have a meal?"
"Are you sure? Is it too much trouble?"
Chen Feng glanced in the direction of the bedroom.
It was as messy as a garbage dump in there.
But Rosa didn't care, nodding vigorously: "No trouble at all. You've been helping me all morning; I have to thank you. Let's go buy some delicious food, and I'll cook."
"...Alright."
Chen Feng was somewhat puzzled.
Was this Rosa naturally outgoing, or did she have some other thoughts about him?
He always felt like she was very special to him.
She loved to smile especially.
And she was especially unguarded.
He had only known her for a few days, and she was already asking him to chat and drink coffee, and then asking him to help her move and have lunch.
It was too intimate.
...
More than half an hour later.
The two of them simply bought some ingredients at a nearby convenience store, and then returned to her place together.
It felt like a couple.
Along the way, Rosa was talking and laughing.
It was especially natural.
It almost made Chen Feng confused.
Were they a couple?
Back upstairs.
Rosa directly pushed Chen Feng onto the living room sofa, telling him to sit and rest, and she would personally take care of lunch.
After entering the kitchen.
She fiddled around for a long time, then came out again, saying dejectedly, "Strange, the gas isn't on. I need to call the agent and ask. Wait for me, okay?"
"Okay."
Chen Feng nodded.
This lunch was quite bumpy.
Rosa walked to the balcony and made a call. After saying a few words, she hung up and walked back, smiling apologetically: "Please wait a moment, the agent is coming over to help take a look."
"It's fine, I'm not hungry anyway."
"You're so considerate."
Rosa smiled and gave a big thumbs up.
Chen Feng: "..."
I'm really not hungry, okay?
A few minutes later.
A knock on the door sounded.
Rosa quickly went to open the door.
Two agents were outside the door.
One of them came in and went straight to the kitchen, while the other was probably the one who helped Rosa rent the apartment.
He looked at Rosa and explained with a smile: "I'm sorry, Miss Luo. Logically, the gas should be connected. Let's check first. If it really doesn't work, I'll call the landlord and ask."
"Alright."
Rosa said doubtfully, "Is the landlord in Yanjing?"
"Yes, he is."
"Where does he live?"
"We don't know that."
"Alright, then hurry up. I have a guest here, and we're about to cook."
Upon hearing this, the agent immediately glanced at Chen Feng in the living room, and seeing that Chen Feng was also looking at them, he immediately waved his hand: "Sorry, brother, it'll be ready soon."
"It's fine."
Chen Feng nodded.
The agent retracted his gaze, a little excited, and lowered his voice, asking Rosa quietly, "That big brother... he looks like Chen Feng from the 'What is an Actor' variety show, right?"
"Yes, that's him."
Rosa didn't hide it, directly nodding.
"Hey, I saw him in person."
"..."
Rosa didn't say anything.
Soon, the person checking the gas came out.
He shook his head at his colleague outside: "No, I don't know what's going on. Call the landlord and ask. There are numbers on the meter, but it's not connected."
"Okay, I'll make a call."
The agent took out his phone, flipped through it for a while to find a number, and then walked to the doorway and dialed it.
Suddenly, a phone rang in the room.
Rosa and the agent quickly looked back.
They saw Chen Feng pull out his phone and smile apologetically: "Sorry, that's my call."
After speaking, he got up and walked aside to answer the phone.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Huh?"
The agent at the door looked back at Chen Feng with a bewildered expression.
What the heck?
What's going on?
The one answering the phone was Chen Feng?
At this moment, Chen Feng finally realized that the person making the call was indeed the agent at the door.
Thus, the atmosphere in the room became strange.
The agent walked in with his phone, looked at Chen Feng, and said in astonishment, "Are you Mr. Chen, the landlord here? Is that you? This number was given to me by my colleague."
Chen Feng blinked: "Which real estate company are you from?"
"I Love Home."
"Oh."
Chen Feng hung up the phone with a black line across his forehead.
So, this house was his?
Just listed last night?
Because he had too many properties, Chen Feng couldn't remember exactly where all his houses were.
Anyway, he had listed them all online in one go.
And he had listed them with four or five different real estate companies.
At this moment, Rosa looked at Chen Feng with a strange expression: "This house is yours?"
"Should... should be?"
"What do you mean 'should be'? Don't you remember your own house?"
Chen Feng spread his hands helplessly: "I really didn't remember."
The agent at the side explained in a timely manner: "Mr. Chen listed twenty-six properties with our company last night, didn't you, Mr. Chen?"
"How many?"
Rosa was startled, looking at the agent in shock: "Twenty-six properties?"
"Yes, they are all Mr. Chen's."
"..."
Rosa slowly turned to Chen Feng, feeling her brain somewhat frozen.
The agent was also confused.
He thought Rosa and Chen Feng were a couple.
If the house was Chen Feng's, why didn't Rosa know?
And he rented it to her for such an expensive price of five thousand five hundred?
What kind of game was this?
Are the games rich people play so mind-boggling?
Finally, after confirming that it was indeed his house, Chen Feng said helplessly, "I'll call the gas company and ask. Please wait a moment."
After speaking, he walked towards the balcony.
Rosa: "..."
Agent: "..."
Even novels wouldn't dare to write something like this, would they?
A few minutes later.
Chen Feng returned to the living room and looked at Rosa, smiling, "The gas company cut off the gas because the house was vacant for too long. It's fine now; they've restored the supply."
"That's good then."
The agent quickly said, "Brother, since everything is fine, we'll be leaving. Miss Luo, this... ahem, he's the landlord. If you have any questions, just talk to him directly."
After speaking, the two agents sheepishly left.
After the two left.
Rosa closed the door and returned to the living room, looking at Chen Feng somewhat awkwardly and saying, "It feels so strange, we... what kind of situation is this?"
Chen Feng also smiled helplessly: "This really is a coincidence."
"So, you have 26 properties in Yanjing?"
Rosa looked at Chen Feng suspiciously.
"Yes, I do."
"You have 26 properties, and you're still an extra?"
Chen Feng shrugged: "That's a hobby."
"But I heard that before you participated in 'What is an Actor,' you were a background actor for a year and lived in a small house in the suburbs of Beijing?"
Chen Feng blinked, then suddenly rubbed his stomach: "Now I seem to be a little hungry."
Rosa: "..."
