Ye Fei finally took a look at the box on the table. Before leaving, she tied a man's scarf hanging on the hook around her neck, and then slowly closed the old door with paint off.

"Miss, everything has been packed up. Here is the phone card, bank card and some procedures that the master asked me to give you." A man gave Ye Fei a file bag.

Ye Fei nodded, took over the things and sat in a very common black public.

"Miss, do you want to go to the master's house first or go directly to..."

"Go straight to the place my grandfather arranged for me." Ye Fei decisively opened her mouth, she did not want to linger on, because the man would not belong to her after all.

"Yes."

The car passed many places along the way, and ye Fei could see the extremely luxurious Imperial Hotel from a distance. She could still remember how she had summoned up her courage and walked into it step by step.

But, after all, it's all over.

People always have to grow up in the constant reciprocating, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, go wrong, then go back again, go right, may not be happy, the most important is these experiences, because only these experiences can let you precipitate in the years.

After driving for more than an hour, the car still didn't get to the place. Ye Fei didn't urge her. She just pulled out her mobile phone card, slightly opened the window and threw it out along the window.

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

After the two men helped her carry out the things, they took her around the side of the house and walked into a somewhat old warehouse.

The warehouse is a bit messy, but there is not much dust. It can be seen that someone is cleaning or the house is occupied.

The man walked in front, touched a mechanism, and then a stone wall slowly opened, in front of a step leading to the underground.

Ye Fei with a bit of vigilance to go down, but guess that since the grandfather called to inform himself, probably won't have anything wrong.

After walking through more than 20 steps, ye Fei was relieved to see the bright and exquisite decoration inside.

Song Zhenhai arranged for ye Fei not to live in this Western-style house, but to open the basement under the foreign-style house. The basement area is about 100 square meters, which is not very large, but it is enough for ye Fei.

Ye Fei looks at the place where she wants to live in the next two months. She is quite satisfied.

The area of about 100 square meters is divided into several areas, one is the bedroom, one is the fight room, and the other is the study. In addition, there is a bathroom and small kitchen, which is not much different from ordinary houses.

At first, the designers seemed worried that the basement was too humid and cold. They installed adjustable floor heating in the room. But they thought there would be no windows in the basement, but ye Fei found several skylights on the roof that could be opened.

At this time, ye Fei's phone rang again, it was grandfather song Zhenhai.

"Imperial concubine, the condition is not good, but now it is not the same as before, and you will be wronged."

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

"There is a couple living in the foreign house. They are both famous professors of economics. Their sons have participated in the world fight competition, and they are very famous. Therefore, they will have someone to teach you what you have learned every day. The content of economics is arranged by grandfather himself. As for fighting, you can follow their arrangement." Song Zhenhai asked.