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Jing Xiaojun didn¡¯t want to carefully judge how sincere he was when he said this, but she had decided to forgive him for having such thoughts.
Logically speaking, it is a matter of joy that he has become sensible. But she felt so melancholy that she couldn't even eat breakfast.
She walked into the bedroom and took out the real estate certificate and put it in front of him: "We will go to the property rights office today to transfer the house to your name."
"Why?" Jing Ke looked at his daughter in confusion. He had decided to become a monk, so why did he need a house?
"I can buy another one. This one is for your retirement." Jing Xiaojun said very calmly. In fact, she knew that her heart was wavering.
Jing Ke looked at the red notebook on the table and could think of how hard it was for his daughter to work alone in this city.
Although the house is small, it is really cozy, and he does not have this face to dominate it.
"Xiaojun, I really plan to become a monk. Where will I need this in the future?"
Jing Xiaojun didn¡¯t speak for a long time, and Si Mingnian knew that she was conflicted. He said to Jing Ke: "Dad, it is a good thing to believe in Buddhism, but you do not have to become a monk."
Jing Ke said calmly: "Don't you believe me? It's understandable that you don't believe me. After all, I have nothing to trust. Xiaojun, in the past, my first reaction when I saw the real estate certificate might have been to sell it. But I only had one thought just now, that is, you have worked too hard. Dad has not helped you at all, and has been holding you back for so many years. How can I get your house? I don¡¯t want to continue to hold you back. I don¡¯t want you to be worried about me. I want to pray for your mother quietly, otherwise, I will feel uneasy when I see her again in the future!"
He spoke slowly and sadly, especially the last sentence made Jing Xiaojun even more sad.
¡°Let me think about this again,¡± she said.
Si Mingnian said, "Dad, you have to accept Xiaojun's wishes. All she does is hope that you will have a secure life in the future, so the house needs to be transferred. If becoming a monk makes you feel at ease, then we have no objection. "
Jing Ke was very confused: "Being a monk is better than wandering. You don't have to worry. Are you going abroad?"
The first time Siming Nian encountered a question that he didn¡¯t know the answer to, he looked at Jing Xiaojun, but she said thoughtfully: "Dad, we are not going abroad, but leaving this world."
Leave this world? ? ? Even if Jing Ke, who wanted to become a monk, had a peaceful mind, he still couldn't stand being surprised.
Does she want to? ? ?
A terrible thought flashed in his mind: "No, Xiaojun! I am reluctant to die, how can you have suicidal thoughts?"
"Dad! You think too much." Jing Xiaojun just called dad calmly.
Jing Ke was excited in his heart: "I didn't expect to hear you call me dad! Dad is satisfied. Xiaojun, don't threaten me, you can't tell such nonsense. I am a monk sincerely."
Jing Xiaojun motioned him to sit down in the living room, served him a cup of tea in a dignified manner, and talked about his experience of wearing books in the calmest tone, asking Siming Nian for support from time to time.
Finally, she said: "So, you have to accept the transfer of the house. Recently, the cash on me has been spent very quickly, and I don't have much left. I will open a securities account for you and buy fixed investments for you. I plan to go back with Ming Nian. It¡¯s really hard for us to see each other again! So, just think that I am disposing of property!¡±
Everyone is waiting for Gao Zhuo to speak (get angry).
Especially Wu Yan, who glanced at Jing Jun with a sneer on her lips, waiting for Gao Zhuo to remind Jing Jun not to be complacent.
Gao Zhuo waited for the little one to sit down and said, "Let's start when everyone is here!"
After saying that, he picked up the phone.
Jing Jun¡¯s eyes were firm and he scanned the whole place with his peripheral vision, only to see obvious disappointment on everyone¡¯s faces.
She pouted habitually, opened the small notebook she carried with her and started drawing.
Her appearance fell exactly into Gao Zhuo's perspective.
To be precise, it fell into a small space formed by holding the phone between his fingers.
Gao Zhuo glanced at the phone and at the same time noticed her expression.
There is some light makeup on a clean face, and the lipstick is a good color. . Tender.
Her clavicle hair was tucked behind her ears, while her other hand was holding a pen and making circles on the notebook.
He accidentally opened Weibo and enlarged her photo.
At this time, her profile was exactly the same as the one on Weibo, but her expression was completely different.
The Weibo version of her expression is quite happy, but the real version of her is serious??.
In the morning, his assistant asked him if he wanted to remove the hot search, but he did not give a clear answer.
Suddenly, he felt that this Weibo was indeed more interesting because it had a photo of the original author.
As for the comments from netizens, they are not malicious and cannot be said to be creating scandals. Generally speaking, he does not feel unhappy.
Gao Zhuo remembered the fleeting expression on her face when he pressed her against the column last night.
?At first it was confusion and irritation, then surprise, and finally sympathy.
Although she doesn¡¯t know who she is sympathizing with,
At that point, he wanted to slap away the inexplicable thoughts in her head.
At this moment, from this perspective, he had the same idea, wanting to pat her head and listen to what she was thinking.
After listening to a round of speeches, he did not hear any topic that interested him.
But Jingjun kept scratching things out in his notebook without saying anything.
He was very dissatisfied and said: "These topic selections are too cliche. By following the crew one by one, are you closing your own minds?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. It was best to remain silent at this time. Saying another word would be a mistake.
Gao Zhuo pointed to the corner: "Jing Jun!"
It¡¯s coming, it¡¯s coming, it¡¯s coming!
Everyone was inexplicably excited, the big boss was finally going to attack her.
Gao Zhuo said: "What topic do you have in mind?"
A trace of disappointment flashed across everyone¡¯s faces.
When Jing Jun heard his unhappy tone, he stopped what he was doing and was sitting in the corner, trying to minimize his presence.
Unexpectedly, Gao Zhuo actually called his name.
She paused and was about to answer when she heard Wu Yan's reminder: "Mr. Gao, she terminated the contract in just one week."
Gao Zhuo said: "Then you won't work this week?"
Jing Jun lowered his eyes and thought: The evil capitalist will not suffer any losses.
From the fan-shaped eyelashes, she caught a glimpse of Gao Zhuo's slightly stern eyes. She closed her small notebook and said honestly: "Mr. Gao, I can't think of a good topic. However, recently I want to try writing about time travel systems. It¡¯s quite popular.¡±
Wu Yan sneered in her heart and secretly murmured: Idiot who follows the trend.
"Submit your topic selection within this week! Each person should submit one copy, and I mean everyone." After saying this, Gao Zhuo stood up and announced, "The meeting is adjourned."
Jing Jun is a little confused. Does he mean that he also has to submit a topic?
She has never chosen a topic alone?
Yes, she is still a long way from being a serious screenwriter.
The atmosphere of today¡¯s meeting was really depressing.
Gao Zhuo has never been harsh, but today was a little unusual.
¡°You Qi finally named Jing Jun, which seems to have been influenced by Weibo.
It is estimated that before noon, the public relations team will come forward to remove the hot search.
Weibo netizens became more and more enthusiastic in commenting, and even started to stir up cp, it was amazing!
Returning to his seat, Jing Jun opened his small notebook and began to carefully study the content he had just marked out.
??Excluding the money after tax deductions for this book and the salary for the past few months, she has it all in the bank.
Daily living expenses are supported by subscriptions, and the notebooks contain advance expense accounts.
To upgrade mother¡¯s care to a higher level, you need to pay 120,000 yuan for a year first.
The cost of renewing the nursing home for grandma for one year is 60,000 yuan a year.
Nearly 200,000 people have gone.
With the remaining money, she wants to buy a small house.
Haicheng is an international metropolis, and the remaining money she had was only enough to pay the down payment for a small remote apartment. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com