Chapter 513 This is my ideal
Han Lingcui sat on the newly moved folding chair, playing with her cell phone in her hand and looking up at him.
"Mr. Pierre, I would like to give you the money, but there is something wrong with your receipt."
"For example, this 'May Cleaning Fee', I only booked the house in June; and this 'Wall Maintenance Fee', I checked yesterday, that wall was damaged when you converted it into a storage room last year. Not only did you not maintain it, you actually violated the building regulations."
Pierre's face suddenly turned purple and he reached out to grab the phone from her hand.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Give me the things!"
"Don't touch her!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout at the door, and two men in uniform walked in. They were staff members from the Leasing Administration Bureau.
Following closely behind were people from the fire department, who were holding testing instruments and walking straight towards the wall with the cracks.
Pierre was so scared that his legs went weak and he wanted to run out the door, but was stopped by the staff.
"Pierre Dupont," the man from the Rental Administration said, holding out a document.
"We've received a complaint that you're suspected of illegally extorting tenants. There are multiple violations in your rental property, including unauthorized modifications to load-bearing walls, substandard fire protection, and failure to obtain a commercial rental permit as required. Now, please cooperate with our investigation."
After the firefighters used instruments to test, they issued a rectification notice on the spot.
"The property has serious fire safety hazards and will be temporarily unavailable for rent effective immediately. Corrective measures must be taken within 15 days and a €5,000 fine will be imposed. If rectification is not completed within the deadline, the property will be sealed off according to law."
Pierre collapsed on the ground, muttering "Impossible" and "I gave him money."
But the staff ignored him and took out a recorder to start taking pictures for evidence.
At this time, several tenants who had been cheated by him before also rushed over after hearing the news and surrounded him to ask for an explanation.
Some people were charged "empty room fees", some had their rent increased for no reason, and some had their deposit withheld when they moved out.
Han Lingcui stood aside and watched Pierre go from being arrogant and domineering to being in a miserable state. He felt no pleasure of revenge in his heart, only a sense of calmness that everything had settled.
She walked up to the staff of the Rental Administration Bureau and took out the "collection instructions" that Pierre had written earlier.
"In addition, he threatened me that if I didn't pay the fees on time, my personal belongings would be confiscated, which is an illegal restriction of other people's rights."
The staff member immediately wrote this down and turned to Pierre.
"Not only must you refund all illegally collected fees, but you must also apologize to the tenants you threatened and extorted. If the tenants pursue the matter, you may face public security detention."
Pierre was completely panicked at this. He stood up and was about to bow to Han Lingcui, but she dodged sideways.
"Ms. Han, I was wrong. I shouldn't have blackmailed you. I'll return all the money to you. Can you withdraw the lawsuit?"
His voice trembled, and the golden ring dazzled people in the sunlight. "I will renovate this house immediately. If you still want to rent it, I will waive the rent for six months... No, a year!"
Han Lingcui looked at him and shook his head.
"I will pay the rent as per the contract, but you must pay back what you owe to everyone."
"Also, don't think about bullying international students or Chinese tenants anymore. This is a society ruled by law, not a place where you can do whatever you want."
Pierre had no choice but to apologize and refund the money to each of the tenants who had been cheated.
When Lin Xiao received the refund, he sent a message to Han Lingcui.
"Sister, you're amazing! Pierre is now completely infamous in this area. No one will dare to rent his house anymore!"
After resolving Pierre's issue, Han Lingcui was finally able to focus on managing the studio.
She named her studio "Picking up Light", which means picking up the dreams and warmth scattered in time.
During the renovation, she deliberately painted the walls light beige and installed a long workbench under the skylight, on which was placed the little wonton dolls painted by Xunxun.
A small space was set aside in the corner of the second floor, where a folding bed was placed, and the walls were covered with her design sketches.
There is a building block castle designed for Xunxun, dresses with Chinese elements, and windows covered with ivy in the old neighborhood.
When Shen Hanxing was connected via video, he looked at the studio in the camera and said with a smile.
"That's your style, warm and powerful."
The camera turns to Xunxun, a little guy wearing a yellow jacket and holding a painting.
"Mom! Do the designs I made look good?"
Han Lingcui's eyes instantly became wet, and she spoke gently to the camera.
"When Mommy is stable here, I'll pick you up to play. You have to eat well and wait for Mommy's video."
The weather was exceptionally good on the opening day.
Han Lingcui placed two small pots of sunflowers at the door, and a wooden sign that read "Shiguang Studio" hung on the door.
Lawyer Li, the flower shop owner, and Lin Xiao who had helped her before were all here, as well as several Chinese designers introduced by Shen Hanxing, who also came to show their support.
Everyone gathered around the workbench, watching her present her design drafts and chatting about their stories of working hard in foreign countries. The sunlight poured in through the skylight, landing on everyone's face, bringing warmth.
In the evening, when all the guests had left, Han Lingcui sat at his workbench, watching the sky gradually darken outside the window.
A message from Xuanyuan Pavilion came on the phone, which was a photo.
Xunxun built a crooked castle with building blocks in the yard, with a small flag on it that read "Mom's Studio".
Xuanyuan Pavilion also added a message: "Xunxun said that when you come back, he will give you the castle as a design inspiration."
Han Lingcui held the phone and couldn't help but smile.
The street light outside the window came on, and the warm yellow light shone through the glass and fell on the design draft on the workbench.
Han Lingcui stood up, stretched, and walked into the yard.
He took out his phone and sent a message to Shen Hanxing.
"Han Xing, I'm fine here. Thank you for letting me know that no matter where I am, as long as there is light in my heart, I can live the life I want."
Shen Hanxing returned a smile.
In fact, even if the memory is confused, what does it matter? People with real ideals will never be defeated by such a small episode.
Han Lingcui put away his phone and walked out of the yard.
This is the life she wants.
Suddenly, her shoulder was tapped.
She was stunned and looked back suddenly.
Then I saw a familiar face.
She subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Xi Muxuan, why are you here?"
Xi Muxuan sneered.
"You've been plotting against me. I was so stupid. I thought Jiang Shutong had turned you into a fool, so I believed you!"
"But this time, I won't give you a chance to escape from my grasp!"
"Since I couldn't deal with you back home, now that you're abroad, I'm going to make sure you all fall into my hands and live a life worse than death!"
Han Lingcui turned around and tried to run, but she pulled him back.
"I'm telling you, Han Lingcui, you're dead this time!"
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