YM778.TV Chapter 21,Part 1: — Little Plushie
Chapter 21,Part 1: — Little Plushie
The call was quickly connected.
“Hello?”
“Excuse me, do you repair leaks?” Lin Cheng asked.
“Yes, we repair leaks. Where is the leak you want repaired?” the other party asked.
“Inside the house, the ceiling and corners.”
“No problem, it can be repaired.”
“What’s the price?” Lin Cheng asked.
“It depends on whether you do it as a lump sum or by the square meter.”
“How much is it by the square meter?”
“If the area is large, it is 45 yuan per square meter; and if the area is not large, it is 50 per square meter.”
“The area is not large.”
“Then 50 yuan per square meter. If you place the order this afternoon, then I will give you a discounted price: only 48 per square meter.”
Hearing what the other party said, Lin Cheng was about to say ‘yes’ when he was stopped by Lin Momo.
“I’ll think about it, and I’ll call you later.”
After hanging up the phone, Lin Cheng looked down at Lin Momo and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Dad, look, there are still a few more advertisements here.” Momo pointed to other small notices posted on the wall. She looked up at Lin Cheng and said, “Why don’t we call some more.”
In the words of her grandma: it’s not a disadvantage to shop around first.
Hearing this, Lin Cheng looked at Lin Momo. Originally, he wanted to tell Lin Momo that knowing the mindset of the program group, the prepaid call credit on the work phone given to them should not be able to make even a few calls.
However, seeing Lin Momo’s serious look, Lin Cheng still found two more phone numbers on the wall and dialed them.
The other two quotes were mostly similar to the first one.
In the end, Lin Cheng chose the one with the lowest quotation: 40 yuan per square meter, and the part that was less than one square meter would be counted as one square meter.
Hearing Lin Cheng’s side of the conversation, Lin Momo half opened her mouth, looking anxious. Counter-offer! You forgot to counter-offer!
Unfortunately, before Lin Momo could remind Lin Cheng to bargain, Lin Cheng had already told the other party their address.
“Shangbei Road, No. 4 Xisha Lane. You can come here now.”
After hanging up the phone, Lin Cheng said to Lin Momo, “Let’s go, the repairman will be here in a while.”
“Oh.” Lin Momo followed Lin Cheng into the house, still struggling with the price of 40 yuan per square meter that they didn’t bargain down.
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Back in their home, Lin Momo was sitting on the small bench with a ‘stern’ look on her face. Lin Cheng didn’t know what she was thinking about—she looked like a little, old lady.
Lin Cheng called Lin Momo.
“Ah?” Lin Momo looked up.
“Go put on some ointment.” Lin Cheng handed Lin Momo the ointment for removing bruises. It was bought at the pharmacy on the way here.
“Okay.” Lin Momo took the ointment. She went to the sink and fiddled with the mirror.
The sink was positioned a bit too high for her. Lin Momo stood on tip toes and lifted her head as far as it could go, and still only barely saw herself in the mirror.
At this time, the girl stretched her neck, and jumped and jumped in front of the mirror, brushing the bangs on her forehead with one hand, and applying medicine with the other. She looked a little funny.
After watching for a while, Lin Cheng finally couldn’t stand it anymore and took the ointment from Lin Momo.
“Okay, let me do it.”
With Lin Momo standing in front of him, Lin Cheng dug out a lump of ointment and smeared it to the bruised spot on Lin Momo’s forehead.
The ointment was a bit cool on the skin and had a nice aroma.
Lin Momo couldn’t help but grin.
It’s just that Lin Cheng seemed to be applying a little too much ointment?
When Lin Cheng said ‘okay’, Lin Momo ran back to the mirror to look and saw that her forehead was covered with a thick layer of ointment, and her entire forehead looked glossy.
Lin Momo pouted in dissatisfaction—but she didn’t raise her hand to wipe it off.
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While waiting, Lin Cheng moved the furniture in the room away from where there were suspected leaks, leaving room for the repairman to do their work later.
When Lin Cheng was halfway through his task, Lin Momo suddenly ran to his side with an excited face, holding the check-in instructions given by the director team in her hand.
“Dad! Dad, look at this.”
Lin Momo turned to the last page of the check-in instructions, pointed to the one on the bottom, and handed it to Lin Cheng, saying, “It says that if the house windows are damaged during the check-in period, if the home appliances are damaged and need to be repaired, the tenant and the landlord can share the expenses upon negotiation.
“Does this mean the landlord can help us pay half the money for the leak repairs?” Lin Momo asked a little excitedly.
Just as Lin Cheng wanted to tell her that ‘split shares’ does not necessarily mean half for each party, Lin Momo flipped the check-in instructions to the end and told him, “Here! Here is the landlord’s phone number!”
Just as she finished speaking, she thought of something, and Lin Momo suddenly covered her mouth.
She just remembered that when she was in the company earlier, Chen Yu and the others told her not to be too stingy on the show. If she always talked about saving money, the viewers would find it annoying.
But, alas, the words have already been spoken, and it’s too late for Lin Momo to take them back!
It didn’t cost much to repair the leaks in their room, but seeing Lin Momo being tense for a while, serious for a while, and now inexplicably remorseful, Lin Cheng decided to fulfill the child’s wish.
Lin Cheng dialed the number on the check-in instructions.
The phone rang for a while before being connected.
A woman’s voice came from the phone.
“Eighty thousand.”
“Touch!”
“Wait! I’m stupid.”
“Who is it?” the woman asked.
“A resident of 201,” Lin Cheng said.
Hearing this, the landlady on the other end of the phone was surprised: she remembered that 201 was rented by a tv program crew.
Thinking that this resident might be a big star, the landlady’s tone gentled a bit, “What’s the matter?”
“There are several leaks in room 201. I asked a repairman to come over to fix the leak…” On the phone, Lin Cheng explained the purpose of the call to the landlady.
Hearing that Lin Cheng actually called her to negotiate the payment sharing to fix just a few small leaks, the landlady was a little unhappy, but she reluctantly agreed and rushed to the rental house.
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Not long after the repairman arrived, the landlady also came, knocking on Lin Cheng’s door impatiently.
“Are you there? Hurry up and tell me how you want this to go.”
Hearing the fierce voice outside the door, Lin Momo’s hand that was about to open the door trembled.
At this time, Lin Cheng walked behind her and pulled the door open himself.
The person who arrived just now was a woman in her fifties; she should be the landlord of this house.
“Hello,” Lin Cheng said to the other party.
“You…. Hello.”
The moment she saw Lin Cheng and Lin Momo, the landlady was visibly taken aback, then her eyes lit up.
This young man was really good-looking ah, more attractive than many stars on TV, and the little one next to him was also very cute. Very pleasing appearance indeed.
The expression on the landlady’s face turned from stormy to sunny at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she smiled at the two of them.
“You said on the phone that there is something to be fixed in this house?” asked the landlady.
“There are a few large leaks in the corners of the walls and on the ceiling.”
Before the landlady arrived, Lin Cheng and the repairman had already determined the scope and area of ??the leaks to be repaired.
Although there were several leakage points that looked serious, fortunately, the leakage area was not large—all in all adding up to less than 2 square meters.
After listening to Lin Cheng’s explanation, the landlady nodded, then waved her hand generously, and said, “Hey, I thought it was a serious matter. It’s just a matter of tens of yuan, so you don’t have to pay. I’ll pay for it all.”
“That’s fine.”
Seeing the landlady’s 180-degree attitude change when facing Lin father and daughter, many viewers in the live broadcast room were laughing:
[Haha, I bet a bag of spicy strips, this auntie must be a face-con!]
[+1]
[When the landlady saw Lin Cheng and Momo, the change in her expression couldn’t be more realistic.]
[I guess the same, hahaha.]
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T/N: I am back and not dead wooo! I think the ceiling repair is just putting some sealant on the leaking parts because 40 yuan for house repair is really not much.
Footnotes
‘face-con’ like a ‘sis-con’ or a ‘bro-con’; ‘[noun] complex’ is when someone is inordinately fond of something that makes you weak to it. Why is it ‘con’ and not ‘com’? That’s a different topic :)