Chapter 37 The Former Home

More than four hours later, Fan Zhe arrived at the gate of his community in a taxi.

Well, it should not be counted as his family now.

Looking at the sign of 'Gui Danju' at the entrance of the community, he couldn't get rid of the sense of familiarity in his heart.

The big locust tree planted at the entrance of the community is lush and lush; several old men, wearing white vests and fanning, chatted on chairs under the shade of the tree; the breakfast shop next to it was facing the sun when it closed The boss and the proprietress are preparing to take a break while arguing.

This is an old community, except for the good location, there is nothing good about it.

When Fan Zhe and Ye Jiayi got married, they bought old and small ones here, with a total of more than 70 square meters.

But that's it, with Shenghai's high housing price, it also emptied the savings of the two of them for many years, and they also had to bear a high mortgage.

It's true that Ye Jiayi is from Shenghai, but she is from Shenghai without a house. Her family used to exist, but it disappeared the year her father passed away. Later, the two of them, mother and daughter, have been renting houses in various places in Shenghai.

When Fan Zhe and Ye Jiayi first got married, Ye Jiayi hardly had any savings. When she was studying, she relied on her own scholarship and the money her mother earned from working odd jobs. She had just graduated and started working when her mother died of a serious illness. Not to mention the expensive medical expenses, Fan Zhe paid for part of the funeral expenses.

After all, they are all married, and they always have to buy a house. Fan Zhe is not usually a frugal person, but he will not spend money recklessly, as long as he has enough food and drink, at best, he occasionally buys two games on the steam platform to play. With a decent income, I have worked for these years and saved some money. Borrow again to make up enough down payment for this house.

After buying the house, the two repay the mortgage together.

A few months ago, when the two divorced, Fan Zhe was considered a cleanse. He left the house to Ye Jiayi, but he took the debt with him. Otherwise, once the house is sold, the money owed can be repaid, and there will be a lot left.

He didn't do that, he thought it was too fucked up.

All in all, Fan Zhe has feelings for this place. Although the place is dilapidated and old, and the environment is not comparable to those high-end residential areas with excellent greening, it is the crystallization of his struggle here after all those years.

Sighing, he walked in with some mixed feelings.

After finding the door familiarly, he took out the key and poked it inside.

The door didn't open.

He patted his head and remembered that this was not his house anymore, and Ye Jiayi probably had already changed the lock.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed: "I'm here, at the door."

The cold female voice over there said, "I'm still in the company."

"When are you coming back."

"soon."

"good."

What else can I do? wait.

After staying at the door of the house for more than 20 minutes, the sound of high-heeled shoes kicking in the corridor was heard. A moment later, Ye Jiayi's figure came up from the dark stairs.

Ye Jiayi glanced at Fan Zhe, didn't speak, walked forward, took out the key, opened the door, and walked in by herself.

Fan Zhe also entered the house afterwards, while changing his shoes at the entrance, while looking at the house he had left for several months.

Although the house they bought was old and small, when they were renovating, they still gritted their teeth and insisted on choosing a better decoration standard.

If you can't afford a big house, there's nothing you can do about it, but after all, you live in the house yourself, so for the sake of comfort, there is no need to save on decoration.

Therefore, the interior decoration of their house is in sharp contrast with the appearance of the dilapidated old community outside the house.

The minimalist style of decoration has generally not changed. The tasteful furnishings in the room are still the same as before, but there is a little more cold taste.

He stood and looked around, and before the nostalgic and sentimental emotions in his heart subsided, Ye Jiayi came out, holding a few hangers in his hand, with Fan Zhe's suits hanging on them.

"Are these a few?"

"En." Fan Zhe nodded, took the clothes from her hand, looked at them, and felt a little surprised.

"I didn't expect, I think it's fine if you don't throw away your clothes, but you still take care of them so well..."

It's not like it hasn't been touched in months.

Ye Jiayi tilted her head with an unnatural expression, folded her hands on her chest, and changed the topic to another matter: "Why did you come to pick up this suit all of a sudden?"

"I'm going to a company to discuss something in two days, so I'd better dress formally."

"Talk about something?" Ye Jiayi frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple, "A cooperation project for a full-time master?"

Fan Zhe was startled, and then asked: "How do you know?"

"You posted Weibo by yourself, and I'm not blind."

"Well……"

Fan Zhe remembered that after the remake of "Full-time Master" was uploaded on the Internet, he also posted it with his own Weibo account, and explained that it was his own work.

With Ye Jiayi's intelligence, he would naturally associate it with Fan Zhe's visit to Shenghai.

However, there is nothing to hide about this in itself, since Ye Jiayi guessed it, Fan Zhe admitted it generously: "Well, I set up a studio called Dimension Entertainment, and I do some things like CG and animation. A list has been made, if this negotiation can be won, it should be our second project."

"That's right." Ye Jiayi nodded, "I've seen your work, and it's much more reliable than the game company you started before. At least the technical level is very competitive in the domestic industry."

"Well, but it's still uncertain whether we can talk about it. Although I have made some preparations, it's the first time I'm talking about this kind of thing with someone, and I'm a little nervous."

"What?" Ye Jiayi asked, "Are you going to negotiate? Are you the only one negotiating with hundreds of millions of projects? Don't you even have a negotiation team?"

"yes."

"Do you understand this? Do you know how to negotiate and how to maximize your own interests? Can you tell if the other party is tampering with the contract?"

"Well……"

Although Ye Jiayi's tone was rather aggressive, Fan Zhe did not refute.

He was also powerless to refute.

Seeing Fan Zhe like this, Ye Jiayi felt a little irritated: This guy has not changed, he is as reckless as before, with poor planning.

She opened her mouth to educate Fan Zhe, but at the end of the day, she held back.

After the divorce, she also reflected on herself and tried to change.

After thinking about it, she asked, "When did you negotiate with the other party?"

"In three days."

"Three days later..." Ye Jiayi thought about it, and said, "I'll go with you when the time comes."