Xia Zhi looked at the amount, and probably understood in his heart that He Yan had not spent any of the money she had given He Yan in the past few years, and had saved it for her until she got married.

She lives alone, and her money is not so tight, in fact, she can take more money home, but because when Xia Yuan got married, she wanted to help him buy a house, so she also began to save some small treasury, and now this small treasury is not used by Xia Yuan, so she still has to use it herself.

The money given by the two old people plus the savings of the two made up about 400,000 yuan, and it was enough for the two to buy a second-hand nest within 60 square meters.

Han Junxi wanted to find a house in the business district near Feihong Plaza, so that Xia Zhi could go to work conveniently, but after the two looked around, Xia Zhi felt that it was not very satisfactory, and finally took a fancy to a small two-bedroom apartment in Qingyuan Yaju.

It is not very far from the place where the two of them work, there is a subway station around, and the commuter ride of more than half an hour is an acceptable range on the summer solstice, and the business district is not very prosperous but it is also perfect.

The community is semi-old, but the house has been renovated and renovated, well maintained, and the property rights are clear and mortgage-free, and if the procedures are done quickly, the house may be taken down before the wedding.

When delivering the information to the intermediary, Xia Zhi acquiesced to the fact that the house was written with the names of the two, but Han Junxi held her hand and only asked her to hand over her own information.

"House with your name written. If one day," he said, after a pause, "if one day we do have to separate, the house will be left to you." ”

Xia Zhi was stunned: "What nonsense, you haven't received the marriage certificate yet, and you want to divorce?" ”

He smiled and said, "Where, how could I be willing to divorce you." But I have to show that determination and give you peace of mind. ”

"Fool." She whispered.

In the end, according to his opinion, the house was recorded in her name. Her idea is that no matter whose name is written on the real estate certificate, they will definitely be joint property when they get married in the future, and if he insists on it, let him go, that is, a formality.

On that day, the contract was signed and the deposit was paid, and the two returned to the community.

The community has been planted for some years, and the small saplings planted when it was first built have now grown to two or three stories high. In order to avoid the impact of typhoons, the property often prunes branches and leaves, but walking on the community road, the shade of the trees still blocks out the scorching sun in July.

The cement pavement was sprinkled with spots of light jumping in through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and the weather was hot, but because of the shade of the trees, it showed a bit of psychological shade.

Walking to an open space in a corner, just as the wind outlet and the backlight of the building, the cool breeze was blowing, and many old people and children gathered.

The two also found a flower bed to sit on, and a small leather ball rolled to the feet of the two, Han Junxi picked it up and threw it back to the two children who ran over.

"Summer solstice, in the future, we have grandchildren, you are responsible for cooking at home, I am responsible for taking the children down for a walk, and when my son and daughter-in-law get off work, let them pick up the children, and the rest of the time is ours, let's go to the park, isn't it good?" He was immersed in his imagination, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"How can anyone think of their grandson first before they have a son?" She frowned, but she smiled.

"How simple is this, why don't we get on the bus first and make up the ticket later?" He grabbed her shoulders and was elbowed by her.

"I don't, I don't want to wear a wedding dress with a big belly, it's ugly."

The parents of both sides urged them to get the marriage certificate as soon as possible, and they wanted to wait for the Chinese Valentine's Day to go, so they were not in a hurry. In their opinion, the most urgent problem to be solved is the wedding room and the wedding, and now that the new house has been settled and the wedding is handed over to the wedding company, both of them feel a lot more relaxed.

Xia Zhi feels that 2013 may be the luckiest year in her life, this year she has gained love, and her tepid career has also gained a small jump.

This year's Southern Book Festival was held in July as scheduled, and Nanzhou, as the home of the provincial capital, held an opening ceremony on July 6.

At this year's Book Festival, the government has introduced policies to support local book publishing companies, and small companies like them have also been given a card slot to display and participate in special book promotions.

All the new books published by the company in the past six months have been highly recommended, including the two-volume "Elephant Mother" series of children's picture books written by Xia Zhi and painted by Su Xiao.

Originally, it was a work to test the waters, but it seemed a bit out of place in the life tool books that still accounted for the vast majority of their company's booths. In order to increase popularity, Xia Zhi also asked Su Xiao to draw a batch of hand-painted bookmarks and give them to readers who bought picture books on the spot.

However, what I didn't expect was that the sales of this set of books were unexpectedly good, and on the third day of the book fair, the bookmarks prepared in advance had been delivered.

"Is it so easy to sell? Isn't it true that no matter what kind of book you buy, you will give you bookmarks? Xia Zhi called and asked the colleagues in charge of operations at the book fair, and she remembered that there should be fifty or sixty bookmarks in that batch.

After receiving a negative answer, the summer solstice began to jump. She knows that the sales of fifty or sixty sets can actually be said to be pitiful, but she is already very satisfied that she can get such results when she tests the waters.

Before the start of the Book Fair, this set of books had already begun to go through the distribution channel, and it may not be produced by professional children's book companies, and it has not been recommended for sale online and offline, and the sales volume is very average.

Guo Shufeng still instructed them to continue to develop, and Xia Zhi did a few more projects. In this book fair, Guo Shufeng put this set of books in the main recommendation position, and the intention is also obvious, hoping to use this set of books to attract a little attention, and then enter the market steadily.

Although Xia Solstice is not responsible for sales, sales are not only linked to income, but also closely related to follow-up tasks. She thought, now this sales volume can be regarded as a complete task.

She told Su Xiao the news, and wanted to persuade him to paint again, but he still said the same thing: "Let's look at the situation, so many people draw better than me." ”

After finishing the set of picture books, Su Xiao didn't accept Xia Zhi's new project, he found her some classmates or juniors who majored in painting, and the painting work was much better than what she had blindly found before, but she always felt that something was missing.

She didn't want to force him to work overtime to paint in his spare time, she just hoped that he would make more achievements where he could show his talent.

However, when the book festivals in various cities ended at the end of July and the inventory data came out, Guo Shufeng was not calm.

He usually sits in his office and is busy, he doesn't go outside to chat with everyone about anything, he needs to find someone for something, and he would rather make an internal phone call than go out and take two steps. If there is anything that needs to be notified to all the staff, he will also let the assistant call and tell the assistant in the big office.

That afternoon, Guo Shufeng rarely walked to the aisle in the middle of the big office, crossed his waist with one hand and clenched his fist with the other to clear his throat. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at him.