System: Master Your Life-Chapter 773 - 192: A Short Trip to the Capital City, House Hunting with Shang Wanjun (Part 4)

Pei Danqing actually provoked him, to which Xu Lin could only respond that it was time to let her feel the power of love.

So, that night.

If anyone was listening outside, they would hear a woman crying in the room, and the man, laughing, laughing hysterically.

And it went on for a long time.

But in the middle of the night, past three a.m.

"Feeling better?"

Xu Lin had comforted Pei Danqing for a long time, and only then did big sister stop crying.

At least for the first time in twenty years, Pei Danqing cried her heart out tonight.

Pei Danqing said nothing, but huddled in Xu Lin's arms.

Tonight she was indeed stubborn, even if she cried she didn't beg for mercy.

"Let's go to sleep."

Xu Lin yawned.

"When are you leaving tomorrow?" Pei Danqing finally spoke.

"I'll leave after breakfast with you."

"Okay."

Today, Pei Danqing still had to go to work, so she got up around six in the morning.

Pei Danqing didn't actually have to work until nine, the so-called nine-to-five job.

In the morning, the two washed up, dressed, and then went to have breakfast.

After eating, Pei Danqing took Xu Lin to the airport, and then went to work herself.

Today was Tuesday.

After class on Thursday, the National Day holiday would begin.

Xu Lin focused on spending time with each girl around him.

What about Ning Yuhuan?

Those were the days he spent with her.

However, before the plane took off, Xu Lin received a message from Shang Wanjun.

Shang Wanjun sent over a screenshot.

Xu Lin saw that it was over six million.

"What is this? Royalty payment?"

"Yes, just arrived, royalties for July and August."

Her book sold 300,000 copies in July and August combined, so now the royalties were being paid out.

After taxes.

Xu Lin: "Theoretically, you should be financially free by now, right?"

Shang Wanjun: "I want to buy a house."

"Didn't you just rent a place before?"

"It's not mine, I want to decorate it the way I like, this style, take a look..."

Shang Wanjun sent Xu Lin a short video, which depicted a Song Dynasty-style decor.

What does that mean?

It means decorating the house in a Song Dynasty style, a kind of Eastern classical design.

Xu Lin watched the video and thought the decor was very beautiful.

Of course, it would definitely cost a lot.

Shang Wanjun, truly the literary enthusiast, even wanted to design her home in an ancient style.

Shang Wanjun: "I want to go see some houses today, are you free?"

A moment later.

Shang Wanjun: "Almost forgot, it's Tuesday, you have classes today."

"Don't you have classes?"

"I don't have to go to class very often, today I just happen to be free."

"Wait for me to get off the plane. I'm still in the Capital City, about to take off."

"I'll wait for you."

Xu Lin had a flight at 9:30, landing in Jiangdu a little after 12.

Afterward, Xu Lin drove his Panamera, which he had parked there, to pick up Shang Wanjun.

Shang Wanjun came out from school.

Long dress, high heels, as always.

But truly beautiful, with an elegant demeanor and a detached feeling like she's from another world.

"After nearly a month of doctoral studies, how many people are chasing you?"

Xu Lin asked casually.

"Plenty, some are even married and still want to chase me."

Shang Wanjun let down her tied-up hair.

She sniffed and said, "You have a woman's scent on you, quite strong. You have someone over there in the Capital City?"

"Yes."

"What does she look like?"

"Definitely not worse than you."

"Jerk!"

Shang Wanjun laughed playfully, "I must write you into my novel, let the world point fingers at you!"

Xu Lin said, "Remember to make me strong."

"In what way?"

"In some way!"

"Pfft!"

Shang Wanjun: "Have you eaten?"

"No, waiting for you to treat me."

"Then I'll treat you to a meal."

Shang Wanjun treated to a meal over four thousand, and it was the most luxurious in her life so far.

Previously when she was a counselor at Finance University, her monthly salary was only 4,500.

After eating, it was already a little past two in the afternoon.

Just the right time to go house hunting.

"What kind of house are you looking to see? An apartment?"

"One with more than 150 square meters, at least three rooms, besides the bedroom, I need a study room, which would also be my tea room..."

Shang Wanjun counted on her fingers.

"Then I'll find an agent for you first."

The agent found was a gold medal agent.

In Jiangdu, there are plenty of properties. As long as you have money, you can't not find one to buy.

Xu Lin and Shang Wanjun met with the agent in a cafe, watching videos of twenty different properties.

Finally, considering the environment, location, and other conditions, Shang Wanjun liked a 195-square-meter bare shell, though it was priced at ten million.

And Shang Wanjun had only over six million.

The down payment would do.

Even for rich people, unless very rich, buying this place outright would be just pocket change for them, otherwise, they wouldn't buy outright, because having enough cash flow is necessary for turning over, investing, or dealing with unexpected situations.

Shang Wanjun's book could still have a long life, and its copyright negotiations were ongoing; she could sell at a good price later.

This house was clearly sustainable for her.

As for what she wants to do after making money?

Shang Wanjun had no ambitions in that regard; for someone like her, a self-entertaining literary girl, pursuing great wealth, those grand goals had nothing to do with her life.

Her biggest thought now might just be buying this house and decorating it in a Song Dynasty style.

"Are you sure about this one?"

Xu Lin asked her.

Shang Wanjun nodded.

That afternoon, Xu Lin and Shang Wanjun followed the agent to take a look at this property.

Since it was a bare shell, there wasn't much to see, but the community environment, location, and view were all pretty good; Xu Lin thought the house was worth it.

Shang Wanjun and Xu Lin had similar personalities, not fond of dawdling.

So after seeing the house, it was that day Shang Wanjun made the down payment; she paid fifty percent down.

After negotiating the price, the original ten million went down to 9.6 million.

Forty thousand less, could be used for renovation.

However, Xu Lin estimated that the Song Dynasty decor Shang Wanjun wanted, for this area, it might take at least a million, or even more.

"Xu Lin, I've troubled you again today."

"I'm used to it; it's okay."

As night fell, Xu Lin went to Shang Wanjun's rented place.

"Since I'm helping you all the way, I'll find a renovation company for you; if things go quickly, you could move into your Song-style décor early next year."

Xu Lin turned on the computer in her room.

The computer was in standby mode, a tap on the keyboard or mouse would light it up.

Then entered the password, and the screen popped up.

There was just a paused scene of a short film.

"I'm never disappointed when I come over, what are you researching this time?"

"Just for fun, no particular theme."

"I thought you wouldn't."

Xu Lin took a sip of coffee, brewed by Shang Wanjun.

"I'm also an ordinary person, and I imagine the male lead as you, I like listening to the sounds, then closing my eyes and imagining you, especially imagining you holding me, I'm hanging on you, while you walk, you whisper to me..."

Shang Wanjun sincerely described that scene.

"Speaking of which, I've never fantasized about you."

Xu Lin had interacted with many women by now; otherwise, hearing Shang Wanjun imagine him as the male lead would have excited him to no end.

"Ha!"

"Recently online, there's a Young Master Xu, is that you?"

Shang Wanjun suddenly asked.

"That's me."

"Impressive."

"Do you feel excited?"

"No."

Shang Wanjun shook her head, "I neither worship money nor crave power, so your future, how it will be, is unrelated to me, I don't care either."

"I like your personality, that's why we can stay friends."

"More than friends," Shang Wanjun emphasized.

"Okay, more than friends."