Chapter 126 The Long Road

The Xincheng Yinfu's good astronomical and geographical conditions make it perfect.

In addition, although it sounds a bit like hell, this place is full of dead people, ghosts, and insubstantial gaseous creatures, which is another convenient condition.

Under Qin Mengmeng's strong recommendation, the man as the buyer had no ability to resist and quickly made up his mind.

"Then I'll do as you say."

Qin Mengmeng was not surprised at all.

Some people say that customers are God, but in fact, in many cases, this is just a beautiful lie. There are too many beautiful lies in this world, and believing in lies will make you feel better.

But the situation is completely reversed when you need an item badly and you can only find one store that sells it.

It often happens that you go to someone with money to buy something, but you still have to beg him for help.

Men are in this situation right now.

Qin Mengmeng had a complete advantage.

"It's still early." Qin Mengmeng looked at the watch. It was twelve o'clock. "I think we should still have time to meet your family and discuss the specific location of the house."

The man looked hesitant, but soon became determined: "I'll bring them here. I can go alone."

Qin Mengmeng nodded silently and sat back in her chair.

It would be best if they could go together, but obviously at this time, as the dominant party, she has to know what the other party is worried about and comfort him.

Watching the man's shadow flashing out of the hospital, Qin Mengmeng relaxed her body, almost half lying down, looking around, and smiled: "Do you think he will come back?"

Wang Mianmian, who had just straightened her back, now relaxed. When she turned around, she commented in a relaxed manner, "Sister Meng, do you think he won't come back?"

The hound said, "It's hard to say. In business, it's very common to be stood up."

Qin Mengmeng thought about it, lowered her eyes to look at her phone, and said, "Maybe I shouldn't have asked him to bring his family over."

But since she has already said it and can't change it now, I won't think about it anymore.

On the barrage, a group of people were enthusiastically discussing the modular houses she had just mentioned.

Qin Mengmeng doesn’t have internet, but the audience has plenty.

Now it has developed to the point where a group of people are coming up with ideas and are almost done with the latest products in this industry.

[Xiao Tuanyuan: I just learned about this good thing! What a pity that I can’t post pictures here! I just searched and found out that this thing looks just like a space capsule!]

[Spring: The style I searched here is Chinese courtyard style. ]

[Black text on a white background with a red header: There is also a cafe where internet celebrities check in. Hey! I have seen this cafe online many times, but this is the first time I know that it is actually a modular house. ]

[I was born in Rome: Haha, it’s beautiful, right? This thing is developing very fast and is very popular. Many outdoor hotels are made of this thing. ]

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Qin Mengmeng just sighed after reading it.

Wang Mianmian came over and asked perceptively, "What's wrong? Technology in the construction industry is so advanced now, isn't that a good thing?"

Qin Mengmeng said: "It's a good thing."

With only a small amount of money and a piece of land of your own, you can own a house produced on an industrial assembly line and designed by a big-name designer hired by the manufacturer. This is of course a good thing.

But even the houses are not built by local workers. Where can those who have no skills and are left with only strength and low-level labor find shelter?

Qin Mengmeng thought of Chen Liu.

This kid is obsessed with becoming an internet celebrity and making money from the Internet. I have to say he has quite a vision.

In the future that can be seen with the naked eye, machines will gradually replace human labor. If the students graduating from Xincheng High School just focus on further studies or working, they may not have many options in the future.

About a dozen years ago, construction sites could still accommodate many restless young hearts. Now the era of large-scale infrastructure has long ended, and construction sites are gradually declining. Not just anyone wants them anymore.

Apart from construction sites, the only places that can accommodate those who failed in the competition for further studies are probably factories, but now foreign trade and domestic demand...

Qin Mengmeng had a sarcastic smile on her lips.

People without education certainly have nowhere to go, but people with education may not be able to break free from the cage.

Otherwise, why did the ancients say that all living beings suffer?

Her eyes fell on the barrage and she saw the person she once envied speaking.

He was the person closest to all worldly pursuits she had ever met in her life. He had beauty, family background, parental love, outstanding and superior gifts and talents, as well as just the right morals.

But are you living a fulfilling life, Tianjiao?

She knew the answer.

They once lived in the same room, facing each other day and night for two years, sharing the same air, the same food, and the same knowledge, but with different views.

She knew that Gao Tianjiao was in as much pain as she was.

So she knew that if she continued to pursue everything the world wanted you to pursue, you would never reach the end.

Power, money, fame, sex, love, eternal life and offspring and family, even if you get all of these, you will not be happy. Otherwise, Gao Tianjiao should be the embodiment of all happiness in the world.

While she was in a trance, she suddenly heard a call.

"Sister Meng—Sister Meng!"

Seems close yet far.

She came back to her senses and looked around, and saw Wang Mianmian looking at her worriedly: "Sister Meng, are you okay? Your expression just now was so scary."

Qin Mengmeng smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

Then she realized she was sweating.

"I'm thinking about modular houses." Qin Mengmeng said, "I think the manufacturers now make them look too good, with Chinese and American garden coffee shops. They may be a little out of the aesthetic taste of our local people in Xincheng, and customers may not like them."

Wang Mianmian looked at her quietly. In the end, she did not continue to dwell on Qin Mengmeng's momentary absent-mindedness. Instead, she followed the clues she gave and continued, "Everyone would like their family to be as beautiful as possible."

Qin Mengmeng smiled and said, "Maybe I will have that feeling."

"This house is too beautiful and I don't deserve it, or something like that."

Wang Mianmian showed an incredible expression: "Not really, a house is just a dead object. How can a living person not be worthy of a dead object? In any case, they should be worthy of it."

Qin Mengmeng tilted her head and looked at Wang Mianmian, and suddenly thought that the person in front of her seemed to be a celestial dragon of a higher position in the secular order than Gao Tianjiao.

When she came to the new city, the clothes she wore were all expensive, but she didn't take good care of them. Later, when she worked in Qin Mengmeng's place, she was just as comfortable with it and had no complaints.

It was natural for her to say such things.

Qin Mengmeng looked at her and suddenly asked, "Why do you want to cultivate immortality?"

Just because I read the novel and thought cultivating immortals was cool, I wouldn't be able to stick to it for such a long time.

Qin Mengmeng did not take special care of her just because she was a girl. In fact, the work she did was not easy at all. Everyone in the live broadcast room ignored her intentionally or unintentionally because she was not as smart as the hound, nor as good at fighting as Yu Jiuye.

She has been working for a long time but has not yet received the reward she wants.

For a rich girl like her, it was really hard work. Even if there were those magical fruits that could reduce fatigue and protect the body, simply mechanically repetitive physical labor was enough to wear down her will.

Qin Mengmeng has been through that stage and knows that a simple momentary impulse will definitely not sustain her for that long.

It was as if she had rashly chosen civil engineering just because she saw in picture albums that the designers were cool, the buildings were magnificent, and the big machines had industrial charm.

Then I didn't persist for more than two years amidst the heavy workload and bleak future.

So, why do you insist on walking such a long road?

Qin Mengmeng looked at Wang Mianmian, quietly waiting for her answer.

A trace of sadness flashed in Wang Mianmian's eyes, which was the trace of the pain she had gone through.