Director Chai was very satisfied with Jiang Ci and said, "Do a good job, Jiang Ci! Don't let us down!"
Jiang Ci immediately nodded.
The director said, "After the New Year, I will take you all to see the houses together. The order in which the houses will be allocated this time will be based on the order in which I read the list."
After the logistics director left, the company became lively again.
Jiang Ci was also in a good mood. This house allocation was a pleasant surprise. Regardless of whether it was a good or bad allocation, or how big or small the house was, they no longer had to live in Cheng Shaotian's house. Having their own house meant they could finally establish themselves in Beijing.
Hobbens came over to sincerely congratulate her, "I heard from my grandfather that you were still staying at the Cheng family's house. It's really great news that you were allocated a house this time."
Jiang Ci smiled and said, "Congratulations! You got a house too. Maybe we'll become neighbors in the future."
"My parents probably don't want me to move out," Hobbens sighed.
Everyone says that courtyard houses are good, but the good courtyard houses are all from the 1980s and 1990s, with natural gas, heating and running water. At that time, the value of courtyard houses increased, with a house costing hundreds of millions. Who can say that courtyard houses are not good?
But today's courtyard houses are nothing like those of the 1980s and 90s. They have public toilets, communal tap water, and a good family can live in a three-courtyard house. If you speak loudly, you can be heard.
Hobbens' current residence is a three-story villa, which is exquisite and clean in every way, and is surrounded by dignitaries and nobles. Why would he choose to live in a courtyard house?
Jiang Ci smiled and said, "If you let me choose, I would definitely prefer to live in a villa."
Hobbens couldn't help but laugh. Looking at Jiang Ci, and recalling the past few days when she had been in the reception room with the child, the last glimmer of hope in his heart vanished, replaced by a sense of openness.
Besides Hobbens coming to talk to her, other people from the company also came to see Jiang Ci. Some were genuinely grateful, while others were secretly sarcastic.
Jiang Ci always dealt with them with a smile on her face.
Anyway, the benefits are hers. Whether the congratulations are genuine or sarcastic, Jiang Ci has no habit of giving back what she has taken in.
Shan Lian observed Jiang Ci for a long time, and only after everyone around her had left did she ask curiously, "Is the house very important to you? People are practically saying you gave the boss a gift, and you can still smile so happily."
Jiang Ci asked her, "Have you ever seen educated youth who have returned to their hometowns and are now wandering outside?"
Shan Lian nodded.
Jiang Ci smiled and said, "Before my husband and I came to Beijing, we were worried that we would end up like them."
“You may not have the experience of staying in someone else’s home, so you can’t understand the feeling of constantly losing your shelter. I have this job now and I’ve been allocated my own house, which means I don’t have to worry about being homeless when the owner of the house I’m staying in comes back.”
Shan Lian nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
She truly never had to worry about food or lodging.
Dan Lian lay sprawled on the table and said lazily, "I really envy you for getting a house. I also want to live alone."
Jiang Ci glanced at her but didn't reply.
Dan Lian didn't care and muttered to herself, "At my maternal grandfather's house, he takes care of me. At my paternal father's house, he takes care of me too. It's so annoying."
Jiang Ci seemed lost in thought.
It seems that Guo Zhen has successfully appeased Shan Lian.
What about Liu Yinyin?
Where did she go?
She.
They were locked in a tug-of-war with Xia Lei.
After being kicked out by Guo Zhen, Liu Yinyin had nowhere to go but to return to the house that Guo Zhen had arranged for her and her son.
Xia Lei and Xia Xi both live here. If she goes back, won't she run into Xia Lei again?
Liu Yinyin is not the kind of person who would get caught up in endless moral and emotional entanglements. All she knows is that she has been abandoned by Guo Zhen, and now the only person she can rely on is Xia Lei.
As soon as she met Xia Lei, she threw herself into his arms, crying and telling him about her difficult situation.
The woman in Xia Lei's arms is his ex-wife; he both loves and hates her.
He felt soft-hearted towards Liu Yinyin, but was also angry at her indifference.
Especially when I saw the four large boxes that Liu Yinyin brought back.
After Liu Yinyin finished crying, she said, "Could you make me a bowl of noodles? I'm so hungry."
Xia Lei coldly served her noodles, and when he came out of the kitchen, he saw Liu Yinyin opening four large boxes.
It contained all sorts of clothes and jewelry.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was expressionless.
How could Xia Lei not know who bought these things?
Guo Zhen bought them all for Liu Yinyin!
Liu Yinyin actually brought them all back!
Liu Yinyin, who was packing her things, smelled the aroma of noodles and happily ran over to eat them.
"Brother Lei, your cooking skills are getting better and better." Liu Yinyin praised as she ate.
Xia Lei asked with a cold expression, "Did Guo Zhen buy all of these for you?"
"Yes, he's rich and doesn't have a wife. If I don't spend his money, isn't it just a waste for him to have it sitting there?"
As Liu Yinyin ate, she said, "I spent a long time picking out these clothes and jewelry. I can wear a different one every day for seven days in the future."
Xia Lei saw several lace camisoles inside. His eyes were stung, and the scene of Liu Yinyin and Guo Zhen having an affair flashed through his mind. His rationality was instantly burned away, and he rushed over and tore the clothes to shreds.
Hearing the noise, Liu Yinyin turned around and screamed, "Xia Lei! What are you doing!"
"Liu Yinyin! Have you no shame!" Xia Lei was equally furious, turning his head to look at her coldly. "You ran into my arms crying while wearing clothes bought by another man, do you think I'm that cheap to follow you around like that?!"
"If you don't want to come, then leave! Who told you to tear my clothes!" Liu Yinyin was heartbroken and yelled at Xia Lei in return.
Xia Lei looked at her, gave a disappointed sneer, turned around, picked up Xia Xi, and left the house.
Liu Yinyin never expected Xia Lei to really leave. She clutched her clothes, still heartbroken.
"So what if they leave? They'll just come back in a few days, just like before," Liu Yinyin muttered to herself, gently stroking her clothes.
These are all hers; she can't let others ruin them.
Liu Yinyin finished the noodles Xia Lei made for her without feeling guilty.
Liu Yinyin had never done housework since she was a child. After she went to the countryside, someone helped her with the work. Liu Yinyin was pampered and her slender fingers had no calluses at all.
She left the bowl of noodles she had finished eating on the table without cleaning it up, and she also left the kitchen where Xia Lei had cooked without tidying up. Instead, she enthusiastically hung all her clothes in the bedroom and put away all her jewelry.
She remained in a magnificent golden cage, like a proud canary, waiting for her master to bring her golden threads to entwine her expensive cage.
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