Chapter 163 Inconvenient
Actually, Xia Mian wasn't the only one who found it strange; Zhao Wei found it even stranger. After giving Xia Mian the good news, he began to inquire about Ji Cen's situation.
Ji Cen is younger than Tan Jingcheng, at twenty-seven years old this year. This is his sixth year in the industry, and he has already won the Best Actor award, which shows his exceptional talent.
After entering the industry, he did not sign with an agency but instead set up his own studio, so there was no agency to help him find roles.
But there was a consultant's name on the wall of his studio, and Zhao Wei immediately understood when he saw the consultant's name.
—That's the artist director of Changhai Century.
In other words, besides the agent, Changhai Century also operates behind the scenes for Ji Cen. Changhai Century is, in turn, a company under Kepler's name…
It turns out that after all this time, it was Boss Zhou who made the move!
Who on earth is doubting Boss Zhou's feelings for Xia? Zhao Wei kowtowed again!
Xia Mian was completely unaware of this. He had no way of finding out information. In any case, the entertainment industry was full of complicated relationships, and being able to continue filming as he wished was the best outcome.
Moreover, Ji Cen surpasses Tan Jingcheng in every aspect—age, appearance, experience, and popularity—so his participation will undoubtedly improve the final product. Compared to the impact of the "secret meeting incident," it's almost like a blessing in disguise.
After Zhao Wei told him the good news, Gao Yifeng's assistant also came over and asked him to return to the set in three days to continue filming the next scenes.
Time suddenly became tight. Xia Mian wished he could fly to Nangang to look at apartments right now. He took out his phone to check flight tickets, and then remembered that he hadn't found his ID card yet.
"Uncle Li," Xia Mian persisted, and went out to ask the housekeeper again, "Have you seen my ID card?"
"I haven't seen it," Uncle Li said with a smile. "Why don't you ask the gentleman?"
The "Mr." he referred to was Zhou Pingchuan. Xia Mian thought to herself, "Zhou Pingchuan needs his assistant to help him organize his own things, how could he possibly meddle in such matters?"
But he was really anxious, so he decided to try anything, and made a phone call to Zhou Pingchuan: "Third Master, have you seen my ID card?"
“It’s with me,” Zhou Pingchuan said.
Xia Mian was truly shocked. If Uncle Li hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have asked Zhou Pingchuan even a single question, "...Why did you take my ID?" until the ID card was replaced.
Given Zhou Pingchuan's character, he certainly wouldn't use his ID card to do anything bad, it's just a bit puzzling.
Zhou Pingchuan didn't answer, but only said, "Yu Heng will pick you up in half an hour."
Xia Mian suddenly felt uneasy.
Could it be that Zhou Pingchuan regrets his previous decision and wants to divorce him again? Afraid that he would disagree, he prepared all the documents and forcibly dragged him to complete the procedures.
Going back on your word is too much! Ugh!
Besides, Xia Mian couldn't think of any other reason. While cursing Zhou Pingchuan in her heart, she dressed up—even if they were divorced, she wanted to be the most handsome guy in the Civil Affairs Bureau.
When Yu Heng's car pulled up in front of him, he had already returned to his most familiar, glamorous self, smiling and nodding at Yu Heng.
Yu Heng greeted him and opened the back door. Xia Mian froze when she saw the person in the back seat: "Mom... what are you doing in the car?"
“This young man from Pingchuan came to pick me up. Mianmian, didn’t you know?”
Xia Mian certainly didn't know! Afraid that Ren Xiping would worry, he pretended to be calm: "Maybe something's wrong. I'll ask him later."
Seeing her son's indifferent reaction, Ren Xiping's heart, which had been in her throat, relaxed again: "It's been a long time since you've been back. Let Mom take a good look at you... You've lost weight again. Mom made you some pancakes, they're still warm. Here, have some first."
Looking back to the last time she brought lunch, it was when the kindergarten organized a family autumn outing. Xia Mian said helplessly, "I'm not a child anymore, I'm already working."
Despite saying that, he still got into the car, took out a pancake from the insulated box, opened his gaping maw, and swallowed the whole thing.
Made entirely of millet with no additives, it's sweet and delicious—just like mom's cooking!
Xia Mian ate and sighed, then casually sent a message to Zhou Pingchuan: "Why did you call my mom here?"
They can solve their own problems; why make things difficult for the elderly?
Xia Mian was a little angry, but before Zhou Pingchuan could reply, Yu Heng said, "Mr. Xia, we've arrived."
He looked up and saw that his car was already parked at the sales office of the residential complex next to Longxi. This complex was built around the same time as Longxi, and it mainly features luxurious, panoramic apartments. Its price per unit is second only to Longxi, and it is said to be the first choice for wealthy second-generation and official second-generation residents to live alone.
Yu Heng: "Chairman Zhou is waiting for you inside."
A thought popped into Xia Mian's mind, and she got out of the car with Ren Xiping. The sales office staff were already waiting in front of the car, and they enthusiastically guided them to the VIP consultation area.
Upon entering the private room, Zhou Pingchuan was sitting with his back to them, and a contract was placed on the coffee table.
Seeing them arrive, Zhou Pingchuan exchanged a few pleasantries with Ren Xiping before calling out, "Mianmian, come and sign here."
Xia Mian followed his instructions and finally found the ID card that had been missing for a day next to the purchase contract. Her earlier guess was confirmed at that moment.
“I have my own money, I can buy it myself,” he said softly.
“Mom is behind us,” Zhou Pingchuan reminded her, “Don’t let her worry.”
In the eyes of the elderly, the young couple should be one. If they argue about who should pay, it means they are not on the same page and their life will not be good.
Xia Mian understood this principle. In order not to worry Ren Xiping, she sat next to Zhou Pingchuan and signed the document under the salesperson's guidance.
The total payment of 13 million yuan, including the house price, the cost of two parking spaces, and ten years of property management fees, has been paid in full. The next step is the house inspection.
The home inspector said, "I've inspected many apartments in this complex. You've chosen the best location in the building, with the best view. The feng shui is definitely fine, and the elevator access is convenient. Once inside, our focus will be on the wallpaper, flooring..."
He spoke from the front, while Xia Mian explained to Ren Xiping from the back. After explaining twice, Ren Xiping finally understood that this was a house her son had bought for her to live in.
She quickly waved her hand: "You all work hard to earn money, hurry up and cancel the contract, don't waste money, I'm living in my house just fine!"
Xia Mian: "What's so good about it? The stairs creak and groan. Last time I went down there, I missed a step and almost fell down."
Ren Xiping: "Then I'll go back and reinforce it. Or when you miss your mother, tell her, and she'll come to see you."
Xia Mian opened her mouth, as if to say something more, but Zhou Pingchuan interrupted her, saying, "Mom, this is Mianmian's way of showing filial piety. Please stay here."
For some reason, Ren Xiping was a little intimidated by this son-in-law. She murmured a few words and dared not refuse any longer.
Actually, that's how old people are; they say they don't want it, but they're secretly overjoyed.
My son has grown up and become successful. The first thing he does when he earns money is to improve his parents' living conditions. Who wouldn't be happy? He even holds his head high when he speaks!
She was in front, inspecting the property with the home inspector and learning how to control various switches from the property manager. Xia Mian and Zhou Pingchuan followed behind, like two pretty little followers.
Looking into the child's bright, round eyes, Zhou Pingchuan smiled and asked, "Mr. Xia, are you satisfied?"
Of course I'm satisfied! It's close to Longxi, only about a five-minute drive away. The apartment layout is great, and there's plenty of public space in the community for seniors to exercise. It's simply an ideal retirement home.
“That’s great,” Xia Mian said, genuinely happy. “But I didn’t want you to spend any money. We have plenty of empty rooms over there. If you want to show your filial piety, you can let my mom stay for a while.”
"No, it's inconvenient."
Xia Mian didn't react immediately: "What's inconvenient?"
Zhou Pingchuan: "The sound insulation of the Dragon Seal is so-so."
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