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Chapter 77 Chapter 78
A community in Jingzhou, Hubei.

At night, the community is full of lights, and the New Year's Eve is approaching, and the sound of firecrackers rings from time to time.

Zeng Li and her younger sister, Zeng Hua, curled up on the sofa with their pillows in their arms. They hid their heads behind the pillows and secretly glanced at the TV.

On the TV, the eerie forest, with shrill meowing from time to time, is eerie...

"what!"

Zeng Li screamed and hugged her sister tightly.

"Sister, let me go, I..."

Zeng Hua couldn't breathe.

Zeng Li let go of her sister and looked down, feeling a little smug.

"Sister, this cat demon is too scary, let's look at other things."

What was broadcast on TV was the recently released TV series "Bright Spring Pig Bajie". As soon as this drama started broadcasting, it became the number one audience rating at the same time.

The Nine Lives cat demon in it has also become a childhood nightmare for many people.

"No." Zeng Li refused, curled up on the sofa with her pillow in her arms, and stayed at home after the Chinese opera holiday.

At this time, the phone buzzed.

Zeng Li turned on the phone, looked at the text message, and was a little surprised.

It's him.

Thinking of Hu Jing, who was "deeply affectionate" with her sisters in the dormitory last time, Zeng Li snorted: "Han Qiao, I'm not in Yanjing, but Hu Jing is here. I'll give you her phone number, you can contact her."

After sending the text message, Zeng Li put down the phone.

Thinking of Hu Jing's expression when she received Han Qiao's text message, Zeng Li couldn't help laughing.

Zeng Hua quietly stayed away from her sister, she knew that every time her sister laughed like this, someone would be in trouble.

Yanjing, Yuyuantan Apartment.

Han Qiao poured himself a glass of water, sat at the desk, and kept writing.

Qiao Jingjing...

"You are my glory" is the background of the glory of the king. There is no glory of the king in this era. Han Qiao had to fabricate reality, which gave the book a sci-fi flavor.

Fortunately, this is a dog food article.

At this time, the phone buzzed. Han Qiao took the phone and looked at it thoughtfully.

Hu Jing.

Han Qiao thought for a while, he was not familiar with Hu Jing, so the text message could not be so straightforward: "Hi Hu Jing, I'm Han Qiao, are you in Yanjing now?"

There was no reply to the text message, so Han Qiao put down his phone and continued writing novels.

Yanjing, a courtyard house in Shichahai.

Hu Jing was lying on the bed, reading the book in her hand by the light by the bedside.

This year she has two films to film, one is "Mr. Liaozhai" and the other is Rong Xingda's "Da Ming Gong Ci".

In the past few days, there was an audition for another drama "Detective Fang Miao", so I simply rented a room in Shichahai, which is not far from the Chinese opera.

At this time, the phone buzzed.

Hu Jing looked at the phone and screamed on the bed, it was him, how could he have my phone number?
Hu Jing had a good impression of Han Qiao, mainly because he was handsome and affectionate. She thought about it, and typed with her green fingers: "Yes."

Hu Jing smiled smugly, her feet twisting and turning under the light.

As a senior theory master, Hu Jing thinks she is very talented in teasing men.

When Han Qiao received the news, he saw that there was only one word. He was a little puzzled. He was not so cold when he saw Hu Jing in the Chinese opera that day.

Han Qiao thought about his wording: "Do you have time this week? I have something to ask Mr. Hu for help."

When Hu Jing received the text message, she turned over and lay on the bed, her shapely calf hooked around the quilt: "Yes."

"Then... next Monday?"

"Ah."

"Houhai?"

"Ah."

"You were kidnapped?"

Hu Jing gritted her teeth, this doggy man typed viciously: "No."

Throwing away the phone, Hu Jing buried her head in the quilt, moaning, "Isn't it a little too fast to return?"

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The next day, Han Qiao received a call from Xia Wen. Xia Wen's assistant found him a house in Yuyuantan.

The community is No. 9 Yuyuantan South Road.

The location is at the back gate of Yuyuantan, inside the second ring road, 15 minutes by car to Tiananmen Square.

Han Qiao met Xia Wen at the gate of the community.

Xia Wen was wearing a Milan-colored windbreaker and a white slim-fitting long skirt, with a honey waist and apple hips, and slender and slender calves wrapped in black silk.

It's such a cold day in Yanjing, her pretty face is flushed red.

"President Xia, what are you?"

Xia Wen gave Han Qiao a blank look, and took the document from the assistant: "Isn't it just to find you a house, otherwise the office wouldn't be cold at all."

"Han Qiao, take a look, this is the introduction of the community."

Han Qiao took over the documents, and the assistant's work was very meticulous, and the surrounding supporting facilities were marked out.

The descendants of Hanqiao in Yuyuantan No. 9 Courtyard also heard about it. At that time, the average price of the community was 14 per square meter, and it was an old house of more than 20 years. Now the community has just been built, and the average price is 4100 per square meter.

In Yanjing in 2000, commercial housing was popular, and the design of No. 9 Courtyard on Yuyuantan South Road was bold and advanced.

Xia Wen followed Han Qiao into the community: "Han Qiao, this house was well-decorated by the developer. It was originally reserved for the leader, but the leader doesn't need it, so it's listed for sale."

Han Qiao looked at the house under the guidance of the developer's sales.

The 12-storey bungalow is on the sixth floor, facing south, with a very good view and lighting, and the furniture and appliances are brand new.

The salesman calculated the budget for him, 86/square meter, the unit price was 4500/square meter, and the total price was 387000 yuan.

This price is still acceptable to Hanqiao. In a few years, this amount of money will not be enough to buy a toilet in Yanjing. Now I can buy a two-bedroom and one-living room in the core location of Haidian.

However, he only has 37 yuan in hand, and the full amount is impossible. Han Qiao asked the salesman, "Xiao Wang, is it easy to get a loan now?"

Xiao Wang is an elite salesman, and he said to himself: "No problem, Mr. Han."

"No, just the full amount."

Xia Wen came up from behind. This young woman had the air of a rich woman, and said with a smile, "Han Qiao, I'll lend you 20 yuan first."

Han Qiao thought about it, after the new year "Long Clan 2" was published, 20 is easy: "That's fine, thank you Mr. Xia."

Xia Wen smiled, and hated Tiangao to step on the floor with a "dongdong" sound.

Han Qiao is even more enthusiastic about buying a house than herself.

On the same day, Han Qiao signed the contract with the developer, and when the credit card machine rang, his savings for this year were gone, and he still owed Xia Wen 20 yuan.

After sitting in the hall for a while, Xiao Wang brought over the key.

Looking at the key in his hand, Han Qiao felt relieved. No matter how bad he is in the future, he will be a "multi-millionaire"

That night, Han Qiao packed his luggage and moved over.

The layout of this house is very good, both bedrooms have large balconies, and the balcony of the master bedroom faces south.

Han Qiao declined Xia Wen's plan to arrange for his aunt, bought cleaning tools by himself, and cleaned them inside and out.

Xia Wen couldn't understand this mentality at all, but Han Qiao was full of emotion.

This home has special meaning to him. After being reborn for one year, he always felt that he was a passer-by in this world. Only after buying a house and having a home did he completely settle down.

In the evening, I finished packing.

Han Qiao simply ordered a bowl of noodles in the kitchen.

Currently, the occupancy rate of the community is not high. Looking from the window, the community is dim, and under the orange light, there are beautiful snowflakes.

The noodles are hot and steamy, and a light is on.

　don't compare reality

　　In the setting, Hu Jing has a lot of inner drama and considers herself a master of flirting.

　　Actually a weak sub-batch.

　　In addition, some people may say that Hu Jing is a nympho, which will be written later.

　　Still the same sentence, what is the difference between brainless delivery and left-handed delivery?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)