Jingjing's appearance on TV this time has greatly increased her popularity.
Whether it's her voice or her stage presence, they are all unique, and there's no one else like her.
When Jingjing was still in Beijing, she called Anhua long distance, "Teacher, the TV station asked me if I wanted to participate in the Spring Festival Gala. How should I answer?"
An Hua was stunned for a moment, then said, "Just take part, don't hesitate."
Jingjing: "Yeah, yeah, that's what I'll say then."
After hanging up the phone, An Hua thought that she should arrange an agent for Jingjing, so that she wouldn't have to rely on all kinds of people to make decisions for her, which would be too tiring.
In August, Song Yi told An Hua that he had found a few courtyard houses and asked if she wanted to go and have a look.
An Hua set off immediately.
Just now, Xiao Zheng was going to Beijing for a meeting, and the two of them went together. At the time, there was a little tail, Lao Xiao, following behind.
After arriving in the capital, An Hua lived in the courtyard house at home, while Xiao Zheng, who was attending a meeting in the west of Beijing, moved directly there.
"I heard that you have resigned from the Ministry of Commerce?" An Hua asked him, "What kind of business do you mainly do?"
Song Yi replied, "I do whatever makes money. At first, I opened three clothing stores and a restaurant. Later, I started dealing in antiques and selling them to Honggang... The clothing stores and restaurants are managed by dedicated people. Now I mainly focus on antiques."
An Hua paused and asked, "You don't plan to sell those things in your house, do you?"
Song Yi quickly shook his head, "No."
An Hua nodded. "Things that your ancestors have spent so much effort to pass down must be high-quality. It would be a pity to sell them. If you need any funds in the future, just tell me. I will help you if I can."
Song Yi said solemnly: "I know Aunt An. I won't sell those things unless it's absolutely necessary."
An Hua was relieved.
Song Yi found three courtyard houses in total and took An Hua to see them one by one.
The first one was on the east side, not far from the courtyard house they had come from. Once they entered the courtyard, they found it was well preserved and the asking price was very cheap, only eight thousand.
The owner of the house was a young woman named Yang. It was said that the house belonged to her husband, but as soon as her husband went abroad two months ago, he wrote to her and asked for a divorce.
Ms. Yang waited for two days but her husband did not change his mind. She was so discouraged that she wanted to sell the courtyard left by her husband.
"He said this yard was my compensation." Ms. Yang's eyes were full of tears. "We have lived here since we got married. Now he is gone, and I don't want to live here anymore. Let's just sell it. I am from the south, and I want to transfer my job back to my hometown and leave this sad place."
An Hua asked, "Ms. Yang, is the property right of this courtyard house registered in your name?"
Ms. Yang paused and shook her head, "No, it's my husband."
An Hua: "Then your husband said he would compensate you. Is there any written proof?"
Ms. Yang hesitated and said, "He said it in a letter. Does that count?"
An Hua was silent.
Ms. Yang continued, "I know you are afraid that I am a liar. Apart from my ex-husband's letter and marriage certificate, I really can't provide any other evidence to prove that this courtyard house is mine... How about this, you guys think about whether to buy it or not. If you can't sell it before I leave, I will find a friend to live in it and look after the house for me."
An Hua left first.
Song Yi said: "I have asked someone to investigate, and what Ms. Yang said is true. However, if you want to buy this house, there are indeed hidden troubles. Ms. Yang's ex-husband, parents, and brothers and sisters are in Beijing, and they may come to harass you."
At this point, Song Yi glanced at An Hua's expression and said, "Aunt An, this isn't a big problem. I can handle it."
No matter who it is or what kind of trouble it is, Song Yi doesn't dare to guarantee that he can solve all the problems, but for most of the problems, there is no problem...
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