"Ah, given the situation now, I don't want anything else." The homeowner's son slapped his thigh and said directly to Chen Yiyang, "Besides the house, I don't want anything else.
By the way, you might as well have someone tear down all the floors and wall coverings in the house. Otherwise, the bugs inside won't be thoroughly eradicated."
"In that case, the costs could get complicated." Chen Yiyang said, feigning difficulty.
"Just start working, and once you're done, we can settle this and come up with a fair price. How about that?"
"That works." Chen Yiyang nodded in agreement.
After sending off the homeowner's son, Chen Yiyang called for a cleaning company.
The company's manager walked in, took one look, then immediately ran out, covering his mouth.
He ran to a tree pit, leaned on the tree, and started vomiting.
He vomited for over twenty minutes.
