Concubine Ye took one last look at the box on the table, and before leaving, she tied a men's scarf hanging on a hanging around her neck, and then slowly closed the old painted door.

"Miss, everything has been packed, this is the phone card, bank card and some formalities that the master asked me to hand over to you." A man handed Concubine Ye a file bag.

Concubine Ye nodded, took the things, and got into an extremely common black Volkswagen.

"Miss, should you go to the master's bungalow first, or go directly to ......?"

"Let's go straight to the place my grandfather arranged for me." Concubine Ye opened her mouth decisively, she didn't want to stay nostalgic anymore, because that man would not belong to her after all.

"Yes."

The car drove through many places along the way, and Concubine Ye could see the extraordinarily luxurious Dynasty Hotel from a distance, and she could vaguely remember how she had plucked up her courage and walked there step by step.

It's just that it's all over after all.

People always have to grow up in constant reciprocation, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, go wrong, turn back and go again, go right, may not be happy, the important thing is these experiences, because only these experiences can make you precipitate in the years.

The car drove for more than an hour, but it still didn't get to the place, and Concubine Ye didn't urge, just took out the mobile phone card, rolled open the window slightly, and threw it out along the window.

After changing into a new mobile phone card, after about half an hour, the car finally stopped outside a two-story bungalow.

After the two men helped her move her things out, they took her around the side of the bungalow and into an old warehouse.

The warehouse was a bit cluttered, but there wasn't much dust, so you could tell someone was cleaning it, or that the bungalow was inhabited.

The man walked in front and touched a mechanism, and then a stone wall slowly opened, revealing a staircase leading to the ground in front of him.

Concubine Ye walked down with a little vigilance, but guessed that since her grandfather had called to inform her, nothing would go wrong.

After walking through more than 20 steps, seeing the bright and exquisite decoration inside, Concubine Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

The accommodation that Song Zhenhai arranged for Concubine Ye was not this bungalow, but the basement opened under this bungalow, and the area of the basement was about 100 square meters, which was not very large, but it was enough for Concubine Ye.

Concubine Ye looked at where she was going to live in the next two months, and she was quite satisfied.

The area of about 100 square meters is divided into several areas, one is a bedroom, one is a fighting room, and one is a study, in addition, there is a bathroom and a small kitchen, but it is not much different from an ordinary house.

The original designer seemed to be worried that the basement was too damp and cold, so he installed adjustable floor heating in the room, and thought that there would be no windows in the basement, but Ye Fei found a few skylights on the roof that could be opened.

At this time, Concubine Ye's phone rang again, it was her grandfather Song Zhenhai.

"Concubine, the conditions are not good, but now it is not what it used to be, and I will wronged you."

"Grandpa, I think it's very good, at least a hundred times better than the house I rented."

"There is a couple living in the bungalow, both of them are famous economics professors, their sons have participated in the World Fighting Championship, and they are also famous, so they will have someone to teach you what you are learning every day, and the content of economics is arranged by your grandfather himself, as for fighting, you just follow their arrangement." Song Zhenhai opened his mouth and instructed.