章節 1457: The Smell of San Francisco

At about five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Zian couldn't sleep anymore, and his head was still a little bit hazed. However, in order to sleep later that night, he couldn't sleep now.

Π slept soundly in a padded rattan chair, and the dormant laptop was placed on the table.

The sunny weather outside the window indicates that it was a good day.

This is a two-story single-family house. The first floor is occupied by the two elderly landlords. The second floor is rented to Zhang Zian. The second floor has a separate staircase to go up and down. If the tenant does not want to deal with the landlord, it can be completely booked. He can then use Airbnb for instant check-out without dealing with them at all.