The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 146 Buying a House
Huang Yanqiu: "It rang again."

"There's a phone booth up ahead, why don't you call them back?"

Gao Qinghe: "I won't go back."

Huang Yanqiu wanted to offer some advice, mainly because of the gossip.

She wanted to know why the two of them, who used to exchange loving glances, were now having a falling out.

Moreover, just as she was leaving, Miao Miao quietly told her that the two of them had already obtained their marriage certificate.

So, should we get a divorce?

"Hey! Gao Qinghe, that's the Public Security Bureau, what are you doing there!"

In a moment of distraction, Huang Yanqiu noticed that the person who had been walking ahead of her had gone straight into the police station gate, and hurriedly followed.

Then Gao Qinghe arrived at the service hall and asked the police officers inside something.

Huang Yanqiu didn't dare to go in. She stood by the door, listening intently.

Gao Qinghe asked, "Officer, what's the progress of the case involving the stabbing of the chairman of Jianghai Group?"

When asked who she was, Gao Qinghe replied, "I am his wife, and we have a marriage certificate."

After saying that, she took out her marriage certificate from her bag. It looked incredibly new, and the date was from yesterday.

The police officer paused for a moment before returning the marriage certificate to her and briefly explaining the case.

Fang Xiaoyu came this morning. The suspect was captured on the spot and brought over. Now the evidence is conclusive, and what awaits him next is a notarized verdict from the court.

"Can you tell me his name?" Gao Qinghe asked in a low voice.

Her brows were furrowed and her eyes were dim, giving the impression that she was very sad and heartbroken, but was trying to appear calm.

The police officers felt great sympathy for her after learning that she and Jiang Baohai had just gotten their marriage certificate the day before and that she had been stabbed that very night.

If you can empathize with someone experiencing both great joy and sorrow, and still remain steadfast, that's already quite an achievement.

The police officer nodded, saying that as long as they didn't request to see the suspect, everything was fine.

Upon hearing the suspect's name, Gao Qinghe felt a subtle unease.

This person's name is exactly the same as Zheng Xiaohu's cousin who was arrested in his previous life.

In his previous life, this person had no connection with Jiang Baohai.

In this life, because she met him beforehand, she almost caused him to lose his life.

Gao Qinghe sighed deeply, thanked the police officer for his kind words of comfort, and turned to leave the police station.

Huang Yanqiu quickly caught up, intending to urge her to return the call.

Sensing that something was wrong with her, I calmed down and looked at her with quiet concern.

As they walked, they arrived at the old house that Gao Qingmiao had mentioned.

The house is located in the north of the city, almost on the outskirts of Qing County.

However, the main road is only 50 meters away from the house, and it takes at most 20 minutes to ride a bicycle to the county center.

This area consists of two-story brick and wood buildings, each occupying an area of ​​about 60 to 70 square meters. They line both sides of the street, with the houses standing close together.

Gao Qinghe knew this place; before the reform and opening up, the grain depot, export depot, and bus station were all located here.

At that time, this street was even more bustling than the pedestrian street in the county center.

Later, as the county's commerce gradually shifted south and the system was reformed, this area gradually became a deserted suburb.

These two-story buildings used to house state-owned stores on the first floor.

The first floor is used for business, and the second floor is used for living. The layout of the house is actually quite good.

Moreover, after the turn of the millennium, this area underwent major redevelopment, causing land prices to skyrocket.

The county's investment promotion efforts brought in a large number of wealthy businessmen from the south to invest and build factories.

With a large influx of migrants, these old houses nearby have been converted into residential buildings, and landlords can rent them out and live off the rent.

Gao Qinghe still remembers that after this area developed, a relative of hers almost bought a house here, but ultimately didn't, and regretted it so much that he slapped his thigh until he broke.

So when Gao Qinghe heard Huang Yanqiu say she was going to rent it, she immediately said:
"Why rent? Let's just buy it!"

These self-built houses are different from the employee housing allocated by the work unit; the homeowner has property rights.

Moreover, the policy has been relaxed now, with fewer restrictions on buying and selling. By spending a little money and finding someone you know, you can smoothly complete the procedures.

Before Huang Yanqiu could react, Gao Qinghe was already preparing to call Lu Gaoming to try and get closer to him.

After she finished her call, she coaxed Lu Gaoming into agreeing to ask him for her.

Huang Yanqiu finally found an opportunity to ask in shock, "You still want me to buy such a dilapidated house? Do we have money to burn?"

She seemed a little reluctant to even rent it.

It's just that the price is too cheap, and it would be a loss not to rent it.

Moreover, they are in a hurry to move out, and they know that Gao Qinghe can't stand the two of them crowding into her house, so they want to move out as soon as possible.

Otherwise, Huang Yanqiu would have liked to take a look more.

Of course, it's not that she can't endure hardship.

I used to sleep in the pigsty at my parents' house.

It's just because Gao Qinghe said that, given the ability, we should do our best to treat ourselves well.

"You're trying to coax me." Huang Yanqiu glared at Gao Qinghe angrily.

Gao Qinghe was baffled: "Why would I comfort you?"

Huang Yanqiu looked aggrieved. "You told me to be kinder to myself."

Gao Qinghe couldn't help but flick her forehead, "You think I'm trying to trick you? When have I ever harmed you? When have you ever suffered a loss by listening to me?"

Huang Yanqiu didn't feel a headache on her forehead, but she subconsciously raised her hand to cover it.

Her eyes darted around as she thought back carefully, and she realized that she only suffered losses when she didn't listen to Gao Qinghe.

"So you're really going to buy it?"

The house was so dilapidated, and the surrounding area was so desolate that there weren't even any neighbors.

Gao Qinghe went to look at the houses at night specifically to see how many had their lights on.

As a result, only five or six houses had their lights on.

After all, the people who lived in this area back then were all moderately wealthy families with some capital. Now they are only richer and have long since moved to better places.

Gao Qinghe told Huang Yanqiu, "You might not be able to buy it even if you want to; it depends on whether the landlord is willing to let you."

"You can rent it first, and we'll talk about it after you've settled in. It'll be easier to find out if you live nearby. If anyone is selling, I'll buy a few too."

"How many sets?" Huang Yanqiu thought Gao Qinghe had gone mad.

On second thought, no, she's always been this crazy.

Forget it, whatever. Anyway, the money isn't with her, so let Gao Qinghe do whatever she wants.

Huang Yanqiu threw her head back and went out early the next morning with Gao Qingmiao, who was going to set up her stall, to find a relative of the noodle shop owner to rent a room.

The rent is six yuan a month, and you are responsible for your own water and electricity bills.

Huang Yanqiu paid a year's rent of seventy-two yuan in one go and received the house keys on the spot.

At noon, I went with Zheng Laowu to tidy up the house.

Following her sister's instructions, Gao Qingmiao probed the landlord to see if he was interested in selling the house.

The other party didn't seem very interested, but said he would consider it if the price was right.

The property certificate is in the name of the elderly person, and the landlord, being a younger generation, has no say in the matter.

Gao Qingmiao wasn't in a hurry. Anyway, Huang Yanqiu was already living there. She could ask her every day, and eventually she would agree.

He should worry about his own storefront first.

In the late afternoon, when there were fewer pedestrians on the street, Gao Qinghe came over to help watch the stall, while Gao Qingmiao bought two packs of good cigarettes and headed towards the cotton factory.

When he returned in the afternoon, he had a happy look on his face.

But seeing so many people on the street, he held back until he packed up his stall and went home. As soon as he got inside and closed the door, he jumped up.

She exclaimed excitedly, "Sis, there's hope!"

(End of this chapter)