Chapter Ninety-Six: Wandi's New Home
She was in the Cartier lounge, waiting for the sales to help pick up the leopard earrings for after-sales, and one of the leopard's emeralds fell off its eye and was sent back to the brand for re-setting and restoration. When the sales door opened and came in, she saw Wandi. There was a saleswoman standing next to him, enthusiastically recommending something.
She didn't go out to say hello.
"Chaos Strife" made Wandi a lot of money. Zhu Hang paid part of the profits in advance, allowing him to buy a house in one of the most prosperous areas of Haizhou and drive a sports car.
"Huh?" Seeing that she seemed to be pensive, Zhu Hang said: "Departure at five o'clock?" ”
"Okay, let's go together. It just so happens that I'm not familiar with the road to the east. Lowering his eyes, he nodded to Akane. After drinking her coffee and washing her cup, she suddenly found a pink bento box next to the refrigerator.
Doesn't you look like you're here just now? Frowning, Xiang Qian picked it up suspiciously, and looked at it carefully. It's not dirty at all, and the inside of the box should have been cleaned, with a lemon scent, the same smell as the cleaning block used in her dishwasher.
"I've been so tired lately, I've forgotten my lunch box everywhere." Shaking his head, he smiled at Akane.
At the other end of the corridor, Director Zhou held the black flower and opened the large trash can in the corridor: "This flower is so familiar, I seem to have seen ...... where before" She muttered and looked at the flower again.
"Today's young people are really sick, and giving people black flowers doesn't look festive at all. No wonder I always want to throw it away. ”
She didn't know that this black rose had been popular in Haizhou for several years, and one rose would cost 2999.
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Wandi's new home is by the sea. He bought the 52nd floor and the view of the sea was great. As soon as the door is opened, the living room of the 400-square-meter apartment is spacious and clean, the soft decoration is the popular "frigid" style, gray and black tiles, simple and transparent design, but it is very much like the home of a successful and single man.
"Haha, how about it, okay?" Wan Di did not hide the smile in his expression and said to the two people who entered the door.
Zhu Hang shrugged. This house is far from their penthouse.
"That's definitely possible!" Xiang Qian handed two bottles of champagne, looked around, and nodded: "It's good, the vision is wide and the air is fresh, it's suitable for you, hahaha!" ”
Before the three of them could chat a few more words, there were more guests at the door. Wan Di went to open the door, Xiang Qian helped him arrange the fruits and desserts, and Zhu Hang sat in the corner of the sofa by the window, looking at his phone.
This night, Wandi invited a lot of friends, and it was lively after a while. He ordered several pizzas, but it hadn't been delivered by seven o'clock because of traffic jams during rush hour. Xiang Qian's hungry chest pressed against her back and ran to the kitchen.
"Well, everything you can eat is in the fridge and cupboards, you can make it yourself." Leaving these words, Wandi went back to the living room to greet his friends.
Instant noodles. Yoghurt. Broccoli. That's all there is to Wandi's kitchen.
Xiang Qian looked at the thing in front of her a little speechlessly, and sighed lightly. Looking back, the men and women in the living room were laughing and drinking, so unhappy. The last time she participated in such a lively gathering of friends, Xiang Qian couldn't even remember when it was.
When I went abroad in my second year of high school, most of the friends I made were not in China. After returning to China, she immediately joined the work, and on her days off, she used it to work out and write plans, and she didn't want to waste time doing meaningless socializing. In this way, there are few friends who sincerely communicate.
Wanda opened the door, and a few more people came in. They hugged each other familiarly, and some of them looked familiar, but she couldn't name them after thinking about it for a long time.
Never mind. She retracted her gaze a little lonely and began to cook instant noodles. After a while, a bowl of hot noodles was served. Thinking of the yogurt in the fridge, she went back to the cupboard and found a cup.
When I turned my head again, the noodle bowl in front of me was brought to the bar.