A man's voice came from the door. An Zhisu came back to his senses, quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and smiled at the door: "I am, you are Mr. Qi, please come in."
"I am Mr. Qi's lawyer, and this is Mr. Qi." The man at the door turned sideways, and the man behind him walked in.
An Zhisu met Mr. Qi's gaze. He was a middle-aged man, wearing a very elegant and expensive suit and a Jiangshan Danton watch. He was dressed in a standard manner for a man with a successful career.
"Hello, Miss An." Mr. Qi extended his hand politely.
"Hello, Mr. Qi." An Zhisu shook hands with him politely.
The lawyer followed from behind and said straight to the point: "Ms. An, Lawyer Song said she would prepare a contract. Have you brought the contract with you? Can you let me take a look at it first?"
An Zhisu nodded, took out the contract from his bag and handed it to the lawyer.
The lawyer took it and quickly read it through, confirming that the terms and price were what they had negotiated before. The lawyer nodded to Mr. Qi: "Mr. Qi, there is no problem with the contract."
Mr. Qi didn't say much. He just hummed, took the contract, took out the pen he carried with him, and signed Party B's signature on the contract.
After he signed, An Zhisu also borrowed his pen and signed his name on Party A.
"Thank you, please treat it kindly in the future." An Zhisu returned the pen and solemnly entrusted it.
"I will." Mr. Qi took back his pen and took out a check: "Miss An, we have paid for everything."
An Zhisu took the check and did not stay here longer. Every minute she stayed, her heart was delayed by one more minute. She was afraid that she would regret it the next second, so she could only choose to run away.
An Zhisu got into the car as quickly as possible, started the car and left. She couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror from the corner of her eye. The home that once belonged to her shrank little by little into a small black dot, and finally disappeared around the corner. Her tears
It slipped again unsatisfactorily.
"One day, I will get it back."
An Zhisu held the steering wheel tightly and said to himself like an oath.
After finishing the house matter, An Zhisu passed by the bank, cashed the check given by Mr. Qi, and transferred 10 million to her bank card. After that, she went to a weaving factory to purchase clothes for Xia Jingze.
required fabric.
This is an old weaving factory. It is not large in scale, but its business is very good, because they only make high-quality products, and all the fabrics are hand-woven and hand-dyed. Therefore, the price is also very expensive. The cloth here is very expensive.
, generally twice as expensive as other stores.
They used to be Suhuan's cloth supplier. An Zhisu's mother liked to purchase from this weaving factory. The cloth they woven was more suitable for making cheongsam and embroidery on it. An Zhisu was familiar with the boss here.
, we had contacted him by phone before coming. The boss personally received An Zhisu. The two were friends for many years. They drank tea together and talked about old times. After that, the boss personally took An Zhisu to the warehouse to select cloth, and An Zhisu selected the ones he needed.
Bu, after paying the money, then
I said goodbye to my boss.
Before leaving, she also told her boss that after her studio was established, she would need to purchase a large amount from him. The boss also liked to cooperate with An Zhisu, and the two agreed to discuss cooperation in detail at that time.
After wandering around for half an afternoon, An Zhisu had finished her trip to Sioux City. She drove back to the nursing home, planning to have dinner with her grandmother again, and then return to S City after dinner.
When An Zhisu came back, grandma had woken up early from her nap and was knitting seriously again. The nanny was helping her wind the thread. When An Zhisu came back, grandma seemed very happy and asked the nanny to pour her tea.
"Grandma." An Zhisu happily sat down next to her, hugged her arm and said coquettishly, "Grandma, I can't bear to leave you, but can I have another meal with you?"
Grandma nodded with a smile on her face: "You can eat as many times as you want."
An Zhisu's sadness about selling the house eased a lot when he saw her grandmother's loving smile.
"Grandma, you are the best grandma in the world. You must live for a long time." An Zhisu rested his head on her grandma's arm, acting coquettishly like he did when he was a child.
"Okay, grandma will live for a long time to see you marry Zhisu and give birth to a great-grandson for me." Grandma agreed with a smile on her face.
An Zhisu thought about it and a smile bloomed on her face. She said softly: "Grandma, I'm married. His name is Ye Lancheng. He is a very good man and treats me very well. Next time I will take him to see grandma, okay?
good?"
Grandma nodded happily: "Okay, okay, it's good to get married, and just be good to you. Our beautiful girl is well-behaved and sensible. Whoever marries you must be a blessing from the previous life."
The tip of An Zhisu's nose was slightly sour, "Grandma, I am lucky to have a grandma like you in my previous life."
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Ye Lancheng had a social event in the evening, and it was almost ten o'clock when he got home.
It was pitch dark in Lantingju. Lao Jiu, who sent him back, said, "Young lady, are you going to rest so early today?"
"Maybe you are tired. You should go back first." Ye Lancheng waved to Lao Jiu.
Lao Jiu snorted and left Lantingju in a wise manner.
Ye Lancheng went upstairs, took off his suit jacket, pulled off his tie, unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, and gently pushed open the bedroom door.
The bedroom was also dark, but the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed. Through the moonlight, one could vaguely see that there was no one on the big bed in the bedroom.
A trace of doubt arose in Ye Lancheng's mind. He turned on the light and the bedroom suddenly became brighter. An Zhisu was not in the bedroom, but the handbag and coat she left downstairs clearly showed that she was at home.
Are you drawing in the flower room again?
Ye Lancheng walked to the floor-to-ceiling window suspiciously. The entire wall of the master bedroom was designed with floor-to-ceiling windows. From here, you could have an unobstructed view of the backyard scenery.
The greenhouse was dark, and An Zhisu was not working.
Neither sleeping in the bedroom nor working in the garden, where would that person be?
Ye Lancheng frowned and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and pondered for a moment. Suddenly he thought of something and immediately turned around and walked out.
An Zhisu was hiding alone in the wine cellar on the first floor. When Ye Lancheng found her, he saw two empty wine bottles on the table, and the third bottle was half empty.
He was also holding a half glass of wine, looking like he was drinking to drown his sorrows.
Ye Lancheng's anger welled up in his heart: "An Zhisu!"
After drinking, An Zhisu, whose brain was a little dull, heard Ye Lancheng's voice and slowly turned his eyes to him, laughing: "Ye Lancheng, you are back." Ye Lancheng looked at her as if he didn't know whether to live or die.
, even more furious, he walked over in two strides and picked her up: "An Zhisu, what did I say?"