Chapter 51: Don't Think Everyone Else Is a Fool

"Of course it's true, Miss Xia. Why would I lie to you? Their child attends the primary school on Park Road near that hotel. Living there is just convenient for picking up the child," Ma Lili said from the other side of the phone.

"But why are you telling me all this?" Xia Ziyan asked, frowning.

"I just want to tell you that doing this isn't worth it. Look, they have such good conditions, and what about you? You're all neighbors, yet they are clearly treating you differently."

"That's why I wanted to advise you to persuade Mr. Zhou. As the old saying goes, when will the cycle of vengeance end? You're all neighbors, don't make things so awkward!"

"Alright, Miss Xia, I just wanted to have a word with you. I'm hanging up now; there's a pile of things to do here at Property Management."

After finishing, Ma Lili hung up directly. Some things shouldn't be said too explicitly; if you say them too clearly, the other party might not necessarily listen to you.

You have to tell the other party these "pros and cons," let them think for themselves, and make their own decisions—that is the ultimate secret of persuasion.

Xia Ziyan put down her phone, her face visibly unhappy.

This has nothing to do with whether she chose it herself or not; this is human nature!

We rented the house to him, but it's not okay for our treatment to be different. As for whether this matter was something I chose myself, that is simply forgotten. Anyway, you have to make it up to us now!

Just then, someone pushed the door open and said casually, "Yanyan, who were you on the phone with just now? Is something the matter?"

The person who entered was her husband, Wang Wucheng. The two had been married for less than half a year.

However, Wang Wucheng's words received no response; Xia Ziyan maintained that cold-beauty expression.

"What's wrong, Yanyan? I didn't provoke you, did I? What's going on? Tell me!"

Xia Ziyan said with a cold face, "I'm fine. You just go do your own thing."

Damn it! Even as a dense guy, I can tell that your face looks like it's hanging three heavy weights. If this is "fine," I'll write my surname backward!

Xiao Wang hurriedly went up to coax her, but he didn't know how to coax her because he didn't even know what had happened.

So he could only force an awkward attempt at comforting her—yes, just an awkward attempt...

How does that saying go? Don't try to reason with a woman. I don't know if that's right, but it has been treated as a golden rule by people anyway!

After coaxing for a long time, Xia Ziyan finally spoke: "Do you know what our neighbors are staying in? They are staying in the presidential suite of the Huayue Hotel!"

"And Grandma Liu, she went to Sanya. Look at us again—what kind of place is this? Just a crappy farmhouse resort!"

Huh? Wang Wucheng was stunned upon hearing this: "Their conditions are indeed good..."

"Good my foot! It was all paid for by that guy named Zhou Yi!" Xia Ziyan shouted: "I'm asking you, what were you thinking at the time? He let us choose whatever we wanted, and you chose a farmhouse resort?"

Wang Wucheng stopped talking. At the time, it was you who said how good that farmhouse resort was; he didn't even say anything...

Moreover, the other party agreed very readily. At that time, the two of them were almost urging the other party to ask when they would move.

But now she feels the farmhouse resort isn't good enough. Wang Wucheng feels that going back on one's word like this is really not very good...

"It's not like that, honey. Look, that young man rented our house and paid rent ten percent higher than the market rate. Plus, he's paying for us to come out and play."

"He did it so that Xu Yufeng's family downstairs wouldn't be so rampant. You know we can hear the noise from her house on a daily basis; didn't you complain before that her house was too loud?"

"The young man doing this can be considered helping us, so we can't go against our conscience, right?"

Xia Ziyan narrowed her eyes: "You have a conscience, but others who don't have a conscience are living in a presidential suite. Can our conscience be eaten as a meal?"

"And what if we really force that Xu Dama to do something? We'll have to take responsibility, you know!"

Wang Wucheng sighed. He really didn't want to argue with his wife about this; husband and wife are one.

"Then what do you say we should do?"

"Call that Zhou Yi and tell him we don't want to stay at the farmhouse resort anymore. We want to go abroad. You've wanted to go to the United States for a long time, haven't you? Since he can do this, it shows he's very rich!"

"And since he's so rich, it's nothing for him to pay a little more for us—it's just a drop in the bucket. If he doesn't pay, then we won't rent to him!"

Wang Wucheng hesitated upon hearing this: "That wouldn't be very good. That young Zhou is very serious. Look, he spent so much money just for this matter. If we do this, maybe..."

At this, Xia Ziyan couldn't hold back anymore and roared: "I'm not saying this to be mean, but Wang Wucheng, what are you afraid of? You're a grown man, why are you always so wishy-washy? We are the owners of the house; can he eat us?"

"Can you be more of a man!"

This was also a point she was very dissatisfied with regarding her husband: whenever he encounters something, he always thinks about this and that, worrying about this person's thoughts and that person's reaction.

There was no help for it; Wang Wucheng was honest and also a bit obedient, so he could only take out his phone, find Zhou Yi's number, and call him.

"Hello, is this Mr. Zhou Yi? Oh, I'm Wang Wucheng from the eighteenth floor."

At his home in Lincheng, Zhou Yi walked to the nearby bedroom and smiled: "Oh, it's Mr. Wang. You must be having a great time on your honeymoon. What can I do for you?"

Wang Wucheng felt too embarrassed to say it, but under his wife's gaze, he stammered and explained it clearly.

"So, you two want to go abroad to play? Then just go. You don't need to notify me," Zhou Yi said very earnestly.

On this side, Wang Wucheng had finished speaking and didn't dare to listen to the reply; after all, he was already red-faced just from saying it.

But hearing Zhou Yi say that on the other end, Wang Wucheng was startled: "Mr. Zhou, you agree?"

While speaking, he exchanged a glance with Xia Ziyan. This neighbor is really rich!

However, Zhou Yi on the other end was even more confused: "No, what am I agreeing to? What are you talking about?"

Xia Ziyan couldn't hold back anymore, took the phone, and said: "Mr. Zhou, didn't you agree... agree to help us go abroad to play?"

That was putting it nicely; it wasn't "helping" at all, it was practically asking for money.

"Miss Xia, right? When did I agree to help you go abroad to play? You want to go abroad to play—that has nothing to do with me, right?" Zhou Yi said the same.

"Mr. Zhou, you're not being right here. Look, Grandma Liu went to Sanya, and the family next door to us is staying in a five-star hotel presidential suite. Why are we stuck in a farmhouse resort!" Xia Ziyan said again.

"We didn't need to rent out our house in the first place. It was you who said you'd find us a place and pay for it, so we agreed. Why are you going back on your word now?"

"If this doesn't work, we won't rent to you!"

Zhou Yi sighed upon hearing this: "Miss Xia, going to the farmhouse resort was your own choice, not something I said. Now you change your mind just like that, and if I don't pay, you won't rent? I'm very curious, Miss Xia, do you two never have the word 'contract' in your hearts?"

Although they only talked about renting for a month at first, it had only been two days!

"Mr. Zhou, I remember we didn't sign a contract at the time, okay," Xia Ziyan said.

She remembered very clearly that Grandma Liu brought people over to chat for a while, and then after both sides went back, they talked a bit more over the phone. That so-called rental contract was never signed.

She, Xia Ziyan, is not a fool either. If she had really signed a contract, she wouldn't be able to just stop renting whenever she wanted.

Zhou Yi laughed: "Miss Xia, do you think I didn't sign a contract with you at the time because I was worried about the face between neighbors, so you're very confident now, right?"

"But I think you must have never heard of a term called a de facto contractual relationship; when I paid the rent to you, a contract already existed between us."

He had specifically asked Fang Dazhuang about this, and following Fang Dazhuang's advice, he had kept sufficient evidence, such as recordings of conversations between both parties, phone recordings, as well as WeChat chat logs and transfer records.

These pieces of evidence added together were already sufficient, and when Zhou Yi was chatting at the time, he had also said that if he didn't want to rent anymore before the time was up, the rent would be paid as usual.

But if the other party didn't want to rent anymore before the time was up, they would have to bear a penalty of three times the rent, and they would also have to return all the money spent on the trip.

Because that also fell within the scope of the contract.

It seems now that this neighbor didn't take it seriously at all...

The first big chapter is delivered, there will be another chapter later. Thanks to Zaizai Xiang Bei Baobao, Weisuo Lao Ou Xiaofu, Wuxian De Mao'erniang, Book Friend 2018, Wo Ai Mofa, Qing Jiao Wo Liang Hongyu, Shandai Ziji, Qiluosheng c, thank you to these brothers for the tips, thank you.

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