The entire cover of a gossip weekly is eye-catching and makes full use of every corner printed with all kinds of exaggerated headlines:

Li Yapeng and Zhou Xun came to the end by default!

Will Nicholas and Faye Wong get married next year?

Cecilia Cheung posted her foreign boyfriend, and Chen Xiaochun drank vinegar.

Edison Chen will share the stage with Shawn Yue, saying that they are still friends!

These men and women, who seem to have little to do with each other at the moment, will soon be burdened with the names of one or more of them for the rest of their lives.

Li Yapeng will successfully pry Faye Wong away, Nicholas Tse will also be thrown into Cecilia Cheung's arms, and Cecilia Cheung will make a decision that she will regret for the rest of her life and take nude photos with Edison Chen...

If she doesn't have the ability to predict the stock market, Ye Anan still wants to help others tell fortunes, even if she specializes in the entertainment industry, she can make a lot of money.

It's just that she can 'predict' the fate of others, but she can't be sure of her own future.

Watching the 211 bus coming from a distance, Ye Anan put down the magazine in his hand, turned around and was about to leave the newsstand, and the moment he turned around and was about to leave the newsstand, he just caught a glimpse of a magazine cover hanging on the shelf of the bookstall, Bush's wrinkled face like a rag was releasing the sorrow of the bones at the moment, and a pair of deep blue eyes looked at the crowd coming and going at the bus stop with compassion, as if he was sad that there was no meat at home for the New Year...

It's no wonder that on the cover, the background behind President Bush is the battlefield of Iraq, and the eye-catching title is printed in bold on the bottom of No. 1 in bold:

The US Bureau of Investigation reports that no weapons of mass destruction have been found in Iraq so far.

"Classmate, have a copy?" The stall owner saw Ye Anan looking at the current US president on the cover with such affectionate eyes, and was busy soliciting business enthusiastically.

"I still prefer Obama." Ye Anan smiled at the stall owner, turned around and got on the bus.

Today is October 7, 2003, the last day of the 11th long holiday, because of the injury on his foot, two days after the end of the military training plus the 11th long holiday, Ye Anan had to stay in the bedroom like Lafayette to accept the service of Tu Ke and Xu Ziwen, the two little palace maids.

Today, for the sake of Ye Anan's ankle swelling, the two were finally persuaded by her and decided to use the last day of this long holiday to go out for a walk, take a day trip to Haicheng or something, maybe they can meet a handsome guy in Banla...

Tu Ke and Xu Ziwen are not there, and Ye Anan can't be idle in the bedroom, so she plans to go home.

Ye An'an returned to the empty home, naturally not to visit anyone, but to sell the house.

The so-called single profit is thin, even if Ye Anan has the ability to predict the stock market, his assets are still pitiful four-digit after running around in a securities company for more than ten days.

Of course, Ye An'an's decision to sell the house was not only worried that she would not be able to reap much benefit from the sudden disappearance of the ability one day, but also because she was unwilling to go back and forth between the school and the stock exchange anymore.

It's too hard to make money, and she, Ye An'an, is also the only one in the world...

In fact, even if Ye An'an's house was demolished a year later, the compensation she received would not be much more than the money she got from selling it now.

Her cottage is only 24 square meters, and according to the compensation method of demolishing one and returning one, she can get another commercial house with a living area of 24 square meters. But she had to pay for the extra 32 square meters, and even if she sold it herself, she couldn't get that much money, so she had to accept RMB compensation, the market price of the house plus a pitiful demolition subsidy.

Now, the news that Ye An'an's community is preparing for demolition has spread, and the relevant preferential policies have also been rumored. Therefore, their houses have also become fragrant and sweet, not only are they easy to sell, but it is not impossible to sell them at a price higher than the market price.

Ye Anan got off the bus and did not go home, but went directly to the housing agency not far from the front of the community.

After completing the registration and coming out of the agency, Ye Anan heard someone call her.

"An An?"

As soon as Ye Anan turned around, it was her neighbor Aunt Zhang Jiaozhang who called her.

"Hello Aunt Zhang." Ye Anan nodded politely.

"Oh my God, is that really you? An An," Zhang Jiao pulled Ye An'an over and looked him up and down, "Why did you lose weight like this?" An An, it's not that Auntie said you, it's just that you can't lose your body no matter how much you have left~ Look at your little face and thin face, go, go to Auntie's house, Auntie will make up for you to make up for the food. ”

"Auntie~" Ye Anan smiled and grabbed Zhang Jiao, "I saw that I was too fat, so I lost weight, I didn't treat myself badly, look at my face, isn't it ruddy?" ”

Zhang Jiao frowned and looked at Ye An'an's little face, "Well, the face looks okay, but Auntie has to remind you, now many girls don't eat or drink in order to lose weight beautifully, and finally collapse their bodies, you don't want to do this~"

"Got it, Auntie." Ye Anan took Zhang Jiao's hand, and his heart was moved.

Zhang Jiao looked at Ye An'an's somewhat sad expression, and hurriedly patted her hand and comforted her with a smile: "Well, our An An was originally beautiful, and now she is a big beauty when she loses weight~~ No worse than those stars." As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, "Oh, by the way, Auntie just saw how you came out of the agency?" ”

"Oh, I want to sell my house."

"What?" Zhang Jiao was taken aback, "An An, haven't you heard that we are going to be demolished?" How can you sell a house at this juncture? You tell your aunt the truth, is something wrong with you and you are in a hurry to use the money? ”

"Auntie, you still don't know me? I only dare to step on the zebra crossing when I cross the road, what can happen to me, it is because I want to demolish that I decided to sell the house, who would like to pay for the house we usually have? ”

Zhang Jiao pulled Ye An'an to the side of the road, looked around and whispered: "An'an, Auntie heard reliable news, after our demolition, we can exchange our old house for a new house in 'Century Jinhua', one flat for one flat, the house price is almost twice as much as ours, no matter how you do now, you can't sell it at that price." ”

"But Auntie, as far as I know, the smallest house in 'Century Jinhua' is more than 50 square meters, and I can't afford the difference in price, so it's better to sell it now than to get compensation for the market price at that time."

Zhang Jiao thought about it and felt that what Ye Anan said made sense, she had no relatives and no reason to go where to get so much money.

"Eh, An An," Zhang Jiao raised her head, her eyes shining, "Since your house is going to be sold, it is better to sell it to Auntie." ”