Chapter 140 Interest Warehouse
At the moment when Yu Ling was completely swallowed by boundless despair——
"Ding Dong."
An extremely faint, hallucinatory notification sound rang out from the direction of the shattered remains of her phone.
Yu Ling's body suddenly stiffened!
She slowly raised her head and looked at the pile of broken screens and parts on the ground with tearful eyes.
I saw that in the gap of the broken motherboard of the mobile phone, the small spare screen (the secondary screen used by some high-end models to display time and notifications) was actually...stubbornly lighting up with a faint white light!
The screen was small and blurry, but it clearly displayed a new message from a completely unfamiliar number.
Yu Ling's heart felt like it had been struck hard by something! She practically rolled and crawled over, trembling as she carefully dug out the still-flashing spare small screen from the pile of debris.
The screen was too small, and the handwriting was a little blurry, but she still recognized the familiar, penetrating handwriting style of Zhao Chen at a glance! It was no longer printed, but written by him personally, projected onto this small screen through some method!
The message was only a short line, but it was like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness, instantly splitting Yu Ling's despair:
"The frosting reserves have been restocked."
「Address: Room 1601, Building 1, Yundingshan Villa」
(Freehold)
Genting Highlands…1601…
The "home" where she once lived with Zhao Chen, which carried countless sweetness and deceptions?
Permanent...property rights?
A huge sense of absurdity, shock, and a tiny, almost negligible flame called "hope" suddenly exploded in Yu Ling's dead heart!
What does he mean?!
Using a priceless mansion to "restock" his "icing sugar reserve"? Using "permanent property rights" to offset the ridiculous "fried egg interest"?!
What is this?!
Beat him with a stick and then give him a sweet date?!
Or... he never really gave up trying to keep her?
Chaotic emotions raged through Yu Ling's mind like a hurricane! But at this moment, the address of the "permanent property" was like the only floating plank in front of a drowning person! She had nowhere to go! She needed a place! Even if it was another more gorgeous cage!
Yu Ling suddenly got up from the ground, not even bothering to wipe the tears from her face! She clutched the small, flickering screen tightly, as if grasping her last lifeline!
She turned and rushed into the apartment building! She had to pack her things! Now! Right now! Go to Genting Highlands! Go to that so-called "permanent property" apartment! She wanted to see what tricks Zhao Chen was playing!
Rushed into the clean and cold corridor, rushed up the stairs, and rushed to the door of 1601.
She took out the smart access card with the cartoon Shiba Inu printed on it. Her hands were shaking so badly that she tried several times to align it with the sensing area.
"drop--"
The door opened.
She rushed into the room and went straight to the bedroom, randomly stuffing the clothes scattered on the sofa into the suitcase stained with Zhao Chen's blood.
Just as she was frantically dragging her suitcase and preparing to rush out the door again—
“Boom boom boom!”
There was an extremely rapid and impatient knock on the door, like a sledgehammer hitting the heavy smart door!
Yu Ling's heart instantly sank to the bottom! Her blood ran cold!
Here we come!
That annoying landlord!
Come and chase people away!
A huge wave of fear and anger washed over her once again! She turned around abruptly, staring intently at the closed door! There was no escape! Then she had to face it! She wanted to see what the person who was going to kick her out looked like!
She took a deep breath, dragged her suitcase, and with a determination to burn her boats, she opened the heavy smart door!
Outside the door stood a stocky, middle-aged man wearing a wrinkled jacket, his face thick with flesh and a fierce look in his eyes. He had one hand on his waist, a half-smoked, cheap cigarette tucked between his fingers, and cursed, "What are you dawdling about?! Did you hear me tell you to move the keys?..."
His voice stopped abruptly!
The moment the door opened and he saw Yu Ling standing inside!
The man who looked ferocious and ready to throw something the previous second, the fat on his face seemed to have been paused, and his fierce expression quickly collapsed and deformed like a melting wax figure!
His eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, and the fingers holding the cigarette froze in mid-air, as if he was under a spell!
Immediately afterwards, an extremely strange and rapid face change occurred!
His fierce eyes, like magic, instantly transformed into extreme astonishment and disbelief, and then quickly transformed into a kind of almost flattering, fear-filled respect! The fat on his face formed an extremely exaggerated, even somewhat twisted smile!
"Husband... Madam?!" The man's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, with a strong local accent, but full of incredible awe. The rudeness and arrogance just now disappeared without a trace, and there was even a hint of trembling!
He hurriedly put out the half-smoked cigarette and stuffed it into his pocket. Then, as if he remembered something extremely important, he suddenly took out a brand new work badge with a blue lanyard from the inside pocket of his jacket. He held it in both hands and handed it to Yu Ling respectfully as if it were an imperial edict!
On the work badge, it was clearly printed:
Pancake Man Foundation
Property Business Department
Senior Executive Specialist: Wang Daqiang
Next to it, there is a familiar cartoon Shiba Inu logo wearing a chef's hat and holding a spatula!
Wang Daqiang's face was filled with the most humble and enthusiastic smile, his voice was so loud that it seemed like he was expressing his loyalty, and every word was full of dramatic twists and flattery:
"Misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding, ma'am!" He nodded and bowed, his posture extremely humble. "I just received the highest instructions from the foundation headquarters! Urgent notice!" He pointed to the brand new work badge on his chest, then pointed to the house behind Yu Ling, and announced in a loud voice:
"This building! This entire unit! From today on! It's officially your exclusive property!"
"Purpose: Specially approved by the President—"
“…Interest Warehouse!!”
"Interest…warehouse?!" Yu Ling was completely petrified! She stood blankly at the door, dragging her suitcase, staring at "Wang Daqiang," whose expression changed faster than the pages of a book, at the brand-new "Jianbing Man Foundation" badge in his hand, then at the clean, cold corridor behind him...
Last night’s fried egg airdrop…
The death call just now...
Now the "landlord" and "interest warehouse" have changed their faces...
All of this was like the most absurd montage, editing wildly in her chaotic mind!
Zhao Chen!
Just how big of a plan have you set up?!
Seeing Yu Ling remained silent, Wang Daqiang thought she was still angry, so he smiled even more flatteringly and bent even lower:
"Madam! Calm down! It's all my fault! I made a mistake at work! I didn't receive the latest notice! Please be magnanimous! Don't mention this to the president!"
He wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead and asked cautiously, "Are you…are you going out? Do you need me to call you a private car? The Foundation's Rolls-Royce is waiting at the village entrance! It's specially for you!"
Yu Ling looked at his face full of "panic" and "flattery", and then looked at the small suitcase at her feet. A huge, unspeakable sense of absurdity and powerlessness once again engulfed her completely like a tsunami.
Slowly, ever so slowly, she loosened her grip on the suitcase handle.
The handle slipped and the box fell to the floor.
She didn't look at Wang Daqiang again, nor did she speak. She just dragged her legs, which felt like they were filled with lead, and walked very slowly, step by step, back to the luxurious and cold living room.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky of the urban village is still gray.
She walked to the center of the living room and her eyes fell on the silver insulated box with a cartoon Shiba Inu printed on it, which was still quietly placed on the white marble coffee table.
Last night, it delivered an "interest" omelet.
Now... what's in there?
As if being pulled by an invisible string, she slowly reached out her hand and opened the lid of the incubator.
No fried eggs.
There was only one... brand new, crimson, with the national emblem printed in gold - the real estate ownership certificate!
The certificate lay quietly on the white silk cushion.
Yu Ling reached out her hand tremblingly and picked up the heavy certificate.
Open.
Rights holder: Yu Ling.
Located at: Room 1601, Building 1, Yunding Villa, Yunhai District, Haicheng City.
Nature of rights: private.
Use: Residential.
Expiration Date: Blank (permanent).
Tucked between the certificate's cover page was a familiar folded note.
Yu Ling took out a note.
It was still Zhao Chen's handwriting, which was so powerful that it could be seen through the paper, with a hint of clumsy paranoia:
"Lingling,"
"Icing Reserve (Freehold Edition)"
「Address: 1601, Building 1, Yundingshan Villa」
"(The key is under the doormat. The password is your birthday.)"
PS: Interest…
"...I'll collect it next time we meet."
Your loyal warehouseman: Bankrupt Pancake Man
In the lower right corner of the note, there was still the same crude drawing of a fried egg and a can of frosting labeled "Emergency!" However, this time, next to the can was a small upward arrow pointing to an equally crude icon depicting the outline of Genting Highlands.
Yu Ling clutched the heavy crimson certificate symbolizing "permanent ownership," looking at the familiar handwriting on the note and the simple arrow on the frosting jar...
The hunger in my stomach has long been numb.
The emptiness in my heart seemed to be filled with something...very faintly...
Heavy and hot.
It carries the sweetness of honey, the domineering nature of truffles, and a hint of... the inescapable mark of "Zhao Chen".
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