System experience officer

Chapter 2285. The Copying System 2

Seeing that the grain supply was almost sufficient, Han Zifeng asked the leader to get her a house in the city. She chose a small courtyard near the Drum Tower, with the deed in her name. She could simply ask the neighborhood committee to rent it out and collect rent. She happily ran to ask the local residents' committee staff, "Can I go to Gangcheng for fun?"

The neighborhood committee member asked sternly, "What are you going there for?"

Zi Feng rolled her eyes: "Play, eat seafood, and if we can buy a house, we'll go there to live in the winter."

The neighborhood committee members were speechless: "No, your application can't be approved. Do you have relatives there?"

Zi Feng took a deep breath and asked, "So you're saying we can't go at all right now, right?"

Neighborhood Committee Member Ms. Wu: "Yes."

Zifeng asked curiously, "What if I insist on going to play?"

Neighborhood Committee Member Ms. Wu: "The approval process is very complicated."

Zi Feng's eyes lit up: "Wait, does that mean if the higher-ups agree, I can go play?" Sister Wu nodded. Zi Feng's eyes lit up even more; this was easy! She happily ran to consult the leader again, while the group listened speechlessly to this impulsive decision.

The leader took a deep breath and said, "Go if you want. Just have Xiao Wang get you the necessary documents. Are you coming back?"

Zifeng said happily, "Well, I come back when I'm happy, and I just go squat there when I'm not. They just give me..." She wanted to say "big brother phone," but she wasn't sure if they had one. As for the phone, did they make a call over there?

The leader, feeling helpless, wrote down a phone number: "Call me if you need anything."

Zi Feng: "Wow, you really got through on the phone?" She pulled out a stack of yellow papers, pricked her hand, drew a telegraph symbol on each one, and said, "Well, if you encounter any crisis or problem, just die on one of these papers, and I'll arrive within ten minutes." The leader laughed; this was very much in line with the child's style. Zi Feng thought for a moment and said, "I don't care if I die of old age or burn out, those are easy to get beaten up for. Other things can still call me, I don't want to fight with the King of Hell."

The leader shook his head helplessly again. "Fine, let it be." Zi Feng dashed off to Hong Kong. Well, to be honest, Hong Kong was quite chaotic these days—a chaotic mess of all sorts of things. It seemed like gangs were everywhere. But Zi Feng didn't care.

Anyway, her principle is: if you can talk, you can talk; if you can't, just beat the shrew into submission. They can't handle that. The only awkward thing right now is that she doesn't have any real Hong Kong dollars. But that's not a problem. There are so many triads these days; it's not difficult to find any one to exchange some money.

Although she didn't know who was in charge of that area, she knew one thing: damn it, weren't there ghosts around? She could call out some dead ghosts to exchange for some money, or find some fellow ghosts to exchange for money, right?

As a result, he watched a man in a police uniform with black hair walk past her. Zi Feng went up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "Are you a policeman?"

The man turned to look at her and asked, "Yes, is there anything I can help you with?"

Zi Feng looked at the top of his head, then at the man's face, and fell silent. She took a deep breath and asked, "Are all the police here this greedy these days? Your head is all blackened. But it's good, with someone like you, things will definitely go smoothly down there."

The man asked curiously, "Are you a fortune teller?"

Zi Feng complained, "I'm not even human. Hey, give me gold and jade to buy a house, and a few tens of thousands more to keep for myself. I want to buy a house, and I'll buy it with gold and jade."

The man looked at it and said, "20 catties of gold, from which part?"

Zifeng thought for a moment and said, "It needs to be convenient for eating, drinking, and having fun, and the scenery should be good. By the way, is it freehold?"

The man smiled and said, "Sure. Want a house there?"

Zi Feng shrugged: "The main point is that the food, drinks, entertainment, and scenery are great. I'm just happy to come and stay here. By the way, can you help me get a permanent residence permit?"

The man shook his head: "That won't work. You suddenly appearing here would require too much management, it's not worth it. For someone like you who's basically just here for fun, Sai Kung or Tsim Sha Tsui would be more suitable."

Zi Feng, reminiscing about the Young and Dangerous movies, still chose Tsim Sha Tsui. She dragged the man named Su Jun to a secluded spot, then, laughing, transformed into a snake and roared. The man opposite her immediately rolled his eyes. Zi Feng transformed back into a human, looking at the man with disgust. Was he really that easily frightened?

Fortunately, Su Jun came over after only ten minutes. Zi Feng calmly tossed him two gold nuggets and said, "I hope to see the house as soon as possible. Remember, I'm here to have fun, to have fun, to have fun. Don't call me irritable. I believe you don't want to see pythons traveling around either, right? Besides, I like the idea of ​​a hundred ghosts parading at night."

Su Jun smiled awkwardly and said, "I understand, I completely understand. Wait for me for an hour." He had no choice; it was truly a choice between money and his life. Surprisingly, Su Jun returned quickly, and his report was swift: "This is the house, this is 50,000 yuan in cash, the house renovation is 30,000 yuan, I'll make a small profit, and I'll keep 20,000 yuan as a commission. Do you believe me?"

Zi Feng nodded. He could sense that the guy wasn't speaking. Zi Feng asked curiously, "Does the house have a telephone? A landline?"

Su Jun directly explained the phone number to Zi Feng, and Zi Feng was satisfied and gave him 5,000 yuan as a reward. After all, the money came relatively smoothly. Su Jun then gave her his phone number, saying that she could contact him if she had any questions.

Zi Feng then asked, "Wait, you're not allowed to kill people randomly here either, are you?"

After a long silence, Su Jun said, "In principle, yes, but if we can't see the body, that's another matter."

Zi Feng pointed to her head, and an angelic halo appeared above it. She said, "Look, at least I have a merit halo. You are pure black, so I'll say it again: as long as you don't mess with me, I'll be very well-behaved. If you mess with me, then you're in for a world of trouble."

Su Jun covered his face, wanting to say, "Is this really okay?" It was clear the kid wasn't really going to listen. Luckily, he knew everyone in the underworld around there, so he figured he'd let them know. Getting caught up in some kind of underworld drama wasn't fun, was it?

Zifeng suddenly asked, "Wait a minute, I see there are taxis on the street. Do you know any drivers in the area who can recommend one? The main thing is that they know the way and can go anywhere, and the fare is metered. But I have a bad temper. If I run into someone who doesn't know how to talk, do you think I should steal the car or what?"

Su Jun said he fully understood the request and led him to a taxi driver's gathering place. There were several drivers there eating. When they saw Su Jun, they all looked at each other. Su Jun said to them, "Let me explain to you a customer. If this lady comes to you looking for a place, just use the meter and be polite. This girl has a bad temper. If you get beaten up, it's all for nothing, even if she dies."