My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Outside the small building.

Ethan saw a Ford car parked on the side of the road, then turned the steering wheel with one hand and pulled the Cadillac over.

Turn off the heat and grab a Coke glass.

Flip the switch, bump it with your elbow, turn around and get out of the car.

A hamburger in one hand and a Coke in the other.

He took a big bite of beef and walked towards the Ford car in front. There were two people sitting in the car, a man and a woman. The man was in a black suit and the woman was wearing a black skirt. They looked so professional.

Working as an intermediary or in sales always gives him a feeling of energy.

Energetic and very capable.

No matter how it looks, it is always neat and tidy, making people feel very professional at first glance.

Noticing his approach, he cast his gaze over.

The two people in the car got out of the car immediately, and the female agent greeted with a smile: "Hello, is this Mr. Morgan?"

"That's right."

Ethan nodded and looked at his wrist: "You guys are quite punctual."

A flash of silver light made the smile on the female agent's face widen. As a professional real estate agent, she has a deep research on luxury jewelry.

He is handsome, but he cannot be eaten.

But a Cadillac Escalade and a watch worth more than 40,000 US dollars are definitely worth a lot of money.

I can't say he is rich, but he is definitely rich.

Although he was wearing ordinary clothes, just jeans, a black T-shirt and a thin jacket, which cost only a few hundred yuan in total, it must be because the other person acted in a low-key manner.

The female intermediary quickly judged Ethan's purchasing power and stepped forward quickly:

"Hello, I'm the agent who just spoke to you on the phone."

Looking at her extended hand, Ethan blinked and silently took a big bite of the burger.

There seems to be something wrong with my eyesight.

The female agent quickly realized that the other person's hands were busy, and waved her palms to the side and introduced: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Morgan. By the way, this is my colleague. He is here to accompany me."

"Hello."

Ethan nodded and quickly stuffed the food in his hand into his mouth: "Sorry, I was a little busy just now and didn't have time to have lunch."

This is the South District, so it's normal for the other party to bring someone with him.

Moreover, there may be homeless people living in the house, and she also needs to provide certain safety guarantees to her clients.

"It doesn't matter."

The female intermediary waved her hand and said it would not affect her.

Then she presented various qualification certificates and house rental and sale authorization documents.

After confirming that there was no problem, the two of them stood aside quietly until Ethan threw the Coke cup into the trash can, then led the other person inside.

Outside is an iron fence half a person's height, and the lawn is spacious, but a little yellow.

The male agent opened the bolt and let Ethan walk in.

"I'm curious."

Ethan took out a cigarette and lit it, pointing to the garbage on the ground and the broken glass on the wall: "Why don't you repair it? That should be very helpful in increasing the selling price, right?"

It's hard to sell the house at a good price when it's in this state.

In fact, there is a profession in the United States. Some people specialize in acquiring and leasing houses that look dilapidated but have no problems with the main body, renovate them themselves, and then rent and sell them.

The profit difference in the middle is quite considerable.

"to be honest."

The female agent walked up the wide steps holding her briefcase: "Actually, the main structure of the house and the maintenance of key facilities are very good, but you also know that the people in the next few streets are very difficult to deal with."

"We gave up on the idea."

"correct."

The female agent who came to the tall front door stopped and asked tentatively: "Mr. Morgan, are you sure you want to see this house?"

"We have other great properties, and mind you, the people in them are a big problem."

Ethan blinked and pulled the zipper casually:

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of trouble."

The police badges and firearms that were already covered were now completely covered, and he blocked them with his hands without revealing any traces.

It's better to have trouble. If there is no trouble, the house price will go up.

"OK."

The female intermediary nodded and reminded: "Just follow us later, if there are any disputes or curses."

"I just pretended I didn't hear it."

Ethan shrugged and smiled with white teeth.

This handsome smile made the female intermediary feel dazed for a moment. She was young, handsome, and rich. She swallowed hard.

The front door opened quickly, and a stifling smell hit my nose.

"Ah."

Ethan sneezed hard and quickly covered his nose.

The place you enter is a hall.

The wide staircase spirals upward, and the floors are relatively high, which is quite impressive.

There were needles, tissues, and used condoms everywhere on the floor.

It looks extremely unsightly.

There are various graffiti everywhere on the walls. If you ignore these things, the main body of the house is indeed well preserved.

Of course, if you buy it, there are a lot of things to deal with.

Under the guidance of the intermediary, he started to investigate in a hurry.

To the right of the entrance on the first floor is a small suite.

On the left, there are two.

Go all the way up the stairs. The stairwell is in the middle, with two suites on each side, one on the left and one on the right.

Good guys, there are nineteen houses in total.

The suites on the right are smaller, with one bedroom and one living room. The two suites on the left are slightly larger, with two bedrooms and one living room. They have been renovated and are suitable for renting to white-collar workers.

While observing inside, a strange scene happened.

From time to time I met a few homeless people who were very hostile to the people who came here.

Some people even took out their dicks and poured water directly into the corner.

That picture is simply too beautiful.

The veins on the female agent's forehead were swollen and swollen. This building had negative equity and it needed to be cleared out as soon as possible.

Walking up to the third floor, there was a burst of hum.

The sound was very high-pitched and deafening.

"This happens every time we come here." The female agent smiled hard and said, "I hope you don't mind."

"I do not mind."

Ethan's expression was ugly, but he was secretly laughing in his heart.

When he passed a room, he stopped and heard snoring inside.

A drunken man with messy hair was sleeping soundly on a tattered mattress. His rosacea was red, and he was holding a small half bottle of brandy in his hand.

I slept comfortably, scratching my crotch from time to time.

"This guy has the biggest psoriasis." The female intermediary gritted her teeth and said with a hint of panic: "Actually, the upstairs is similar, and there is a big rooftop."

"Let's go. Every time we meet this guy, it's always trouble."

"That bad mouth can give you a headache."

In the room, Frank turned sideways again, perhaps feeling uncomfortable sleeping.

Ethan suppressed his smile and followed the good example.

Following the agent down the stairs and quickly arriving at the yard in front of the building, he let go and took a few deep breaths.

The stifling smell almost suffocated me to death.

Seeing Ethan's livid face, the female agent smiled awkwardly and didn't know what to say for a moment.