The next day, it cleared up, an autumn rain, a cool, Haicheng completely cold down.

Zhong Qi stood in front of a foreign house. A man came out of the house and held out her hand. She handed a cowhide envelope to the man. The man said, "well, I'll let you rent it here for half a year. This is the key."

Zhong Qi takes the key, and her heart is bleeding.

She used to spend a lot of money. Buying a house consumed all her savings. Later, she borrowed a little money to buy a car. At the moment, the borrowed money was almost paid off. Mrs. Su asked her to come to her house and sit down.

How can you meet people in that small apartment?

No way, she went to borrow money again. The key is that she is now a well-known prosecutor. People who know her think that she is doing very well. Where does she dare to borrow money from friends she knows.

As a result, she had to find an underground bank to borrow money from them, and managed to scrape up the half year rent of the large house.

Her heart is bleeding.

But on another thought, if Mrs. Su could be satisfied, she might be able to enter the Tang family's door. The money was nothing.

She breathed a breath, took the exquisite key, and walked into the foreign-style house. As soon as she entered, she was surprised by the luxurious decoration inside. So exquisite, her money really didn't float away.

She can't wait for Mrs. so to visit her house.

Han Ping and Su Zhengguo have moved to the old house of the Su family. It's a big quadrangle. Su Zhengguo reads newspapers every day and teases the birds. It's a leisurely life.

Han Ping can't sit still. Her family's Ji'an has not been solved yet. How can she live a retired life at ease?

She was sitting in the living room, holding the phone book, reaching out to push the presbyopia glasses, and muttering, "it's a pity that the child's favorite is Shu Yi. In fact, I hope she and Jian are together."

Su Zhengguo is a lazy talker.

Han Ping turned over her phone book and said to herself, "I'll have a look to see who has the right girl for marriage."

"This There is a girl named Chu Yu in the old political commissar's family. Although she is not her own daughter, she is well bred and is still a military doctor. She is good, very good. "

The phone called out, and after a while, she hung up.

Su Zhengguo glanced at her: "how?"

Han Ping sighed: "other people Chu Yu also have objects, are big and small guys, big girls, how can people wait for words, boudoir let us choose ah."

Su Zhengguo shook the newspaper and did not answer.

Han Ping continued to turn over the phone book: "well, the former vice mayor of your group, there was a girl in their family. It's like 212, it's very good."

Su Zhengguo coughed softly: "that girl, that looks, I think Jian should not look up to."

Han Ping gently tut a voice: "marry daughter-in-law, how can only look at the face."

When the phone was called out, the other end was extremely enthusiastic. She wanted to bring her daughter to her house immediately. Han Ping felt that there was a play and agreed: "I'm in the old house of the Su family. You can come here whenever you are free. Let's get together."

I called at ten in the morning, and at four in the afternoon, the wife of the head of the Qin Department brought their youngest daughter Qin Fen. Han Ping knew what old Su said about the appearance of the Qin family girl. I'm afraid Ji'an can't see what it means.

There is no sense of discrimination. Han Ping's heart thumped at the first sight of the girl, and she also knows why the daughter of the head of the Political Department of the Central Committee has been waiting for words.