The next morning, Chen Feng was woken up by the alarm clock on his mobile phone.

It was already eight o'clock in the morning. After Chen Feng hurriedly washed up, he drove to Wu Mengting's place.

This is a mid-range community with two bedrooms and one living room, and the monthly rent is 4,000.

It's a little far from the magazine where Wu Mengting currently works, and it takes more than half an hour to drive there every day.

In addition, the landlord wanted to increase the rent, so the two of them looked for another apartment.

The moving company had already been called, and when Chen Feng arrived, they were already moving.

Therefore, in fact, calling Chen Feng over is not to ask him to move around, but at most it is to give them more psychological courage.

After all, they are just two women, and the driver and porters responsible for moving are both men. The two beauties are naturally at a psychological disadvantage and lack a sense of security.

After Chen Feng came and stood beside them, at least the two porters, who were in their thirties and forties, no longer looked at them with lustful eyes from time to time.

The two of them didn't have many things, and they packed them in cardboard boxes and plastic boxes in advance.

The two movers moved it very quickly. The big items were the two Simmons they bought at their own expense.

Even so, it only took less than half an hour to load everything into the pickup truck.

In fact, both of them have their own cars, so they can move their things slowly.

The reason why they called the moving company was mainly because of the two beds. They spent more than two thousand to buy them and slept in them for less than a year. Of course, they couldn't give the landlord and future tenants any advantage.

They had already got some of the more valuable and personal things in their respective cars.

Chen Feng didn't take any action during the entire process, only supervising and chatting with them.

Including the moving company's minivan, the group of four vehicles drove to their new rented house.

What surprised Chen Feng was that the place they moved to was very close to the villa he rented, just on the same street, only a hundred meters away.

It is a community that has been built for more than ten years. The house looks relatively new. It has two bedrooms and one living room. It is on the 9th floor. They have come here to clean it up a few days in advance. Even some kitchen utensils and stoves in the kitchen have been cleaned.

good.

After the porters moved the things upstairs, they began to get busy, mainly taking out the contents of the cardboard boxes and plastic boxes and placing them.

After waiting for them to place them, Chen Feng, who had been waiting for a long time, finally found a way to help them put the two beds together.

The main reason for the two Simmons mattresses is that they are a bit heavy, so it only takes three people to lift them up together.

Of course, Chen Feng doesn’t need help with other matters.

After another ten minutes, the two women finally decorated the new home.

"It's done, let's start cooking. To celebrate our move into a new home."

Lin Wan announced loudly.

"OK, you go ahead. I'll take a rest."

Wu Mengting was not polite and pushed Lin Wan to the kitchen. She came to the sofa in the living room and sat next to Chen Feng.

"Have you bought all the food?" Chen Feng asked curiously.

Wu Mengting smiled and nodded: "I bought it. I bought it last night and put it in the kitchen refrigerator."

Chen Feng praised: "Your actions are incredibly efficient."

"Originally, we could have moved here in advance, but the original landlord was too hateful. So, we postponed it until the last day."

"The landlord who suddenly raises the rent is really disgusting." Chen Feng nodded in agreement, and then asked, "The surrounding environment here is good, and it is not far from East Lake. The house price should not be cheap, right?"

"Yes. The monthly rent is five thousand." Wu Mengting sighed, "More than one-third of my monthly salary is used to pay rent, which is equivalent to working for the landlord."

Chen Feng understands this and believes that many migrant workers are the same. They work hard to make money, while those landlords only need to play mahjong and play cards every day and collect rent from them every month. Their life is more comfortable than working part-time.

Too chic.

Chen Feng comforted him: "When you make money in the future, just buy one for yourself."

Wu Mengting smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I definitely can't. Wan'er might still have a chance. If she becomes popular as an anchor, she can buy a house within a year. Mine is a dead salary. I don't know how long it will take to raise a down payment of hundreds of thousands.

."

"As an editor, you should be good at writing. Have you ever thought about publishing articles, novels or something? If it becomes popular, it will be very profitable."

Wu Mengting said a little shyly after hearing this: "I have actually written articles and novels, some of which have been published in our magazine, and some in other newspapers and magazines. As for novels, I have written them before, but my results were very low.

Normally. Later, because I was busy with work, I stopped writing much."

"Oh, so you are still a female writer. That's disrespectful!"

Chen Feng looked at her with some admiration.

In fact, although he studied science in college, he still has the thoughts of a literary and artistic youth in his heart.

He is naturally obsessed with people who write and write, especially women. The reason why he fell in love with Shen Lin in the first place was not only because of her beauty, but also because of her artistic temperament.

She is a publicity officer in her unit, and she often publishes one or two short articles in newspapers and magazines.

Chen Feng really didn't expect Wu Mengting to have such literary and artistic attributes, which undoubtedly increased her attraction to him.

It's a pity that for a truly good girl like Wu Mengting, who is also a fellow countryman, Chen Feng cannot take the initiative to cater to her and fall in love with her, let alone talk about marriage.

"Are you kidding me? I have written two novels on the Internet for fun before, and the total number of words is less than one million. They have not been published. What kind of writer do you think you are?"

Chen Feng laughed and said: "As long as you have published a novel, you are a writer. Publishing has little to do with it."

Wu Mengting shook her head and laughed: "According to your standards, there are millions of writers on the Internet."

"In the information network age, everyone can become a writer."

Wu Mengting nodded thoughtfully: "That's not wrong."

In the past, being a writer was a very prestigious profession, but now, just like there are as many college students as dogs and graduate students everywhere, it has become somewhat worthless.

"What's the name of the novel you wrote before? I'll go back and have a look."

Chen Feng usually doesn't have many hobbies, reading novels is one of them.

When Wu Mengting heard this, her face turned red immediately, and she felt a little ashamed in her heart. She quickly shook her head and said, "This was written when I was in college. It's very immature. You'd better not read it."

When Chen Feng saw what she said, he couldn't help but smile and asked: "Aren't you writing the domineering CEO falling in love with me or sweet pet article that was popular in the past few years?"

"Of course not." Wu Mengting quickly denied, "I don't write such cliché novels. What I write is ancient Chinese novels and time-travel novels."

"That's not bad. What I like most is reading time travel stories. Tell me, what's your name?"

Seeing Chen Feng's insistence, Wu Mengting had no choice but to say, "I'll send it to you via WeChat. But please make sure you don't laugh at me."

"How is that possible? Don't worry, it won't happen." Chen Feng quickly assured.

Seeing this, Wu Mengting happily sent the title of the novel to Chen Feng.

One is "Jin Chai Yuan" and the other is "Lian Yu Zhuan". Just looking at the names is good.

"Don't look now!"

Seeing Chen Feng holding his cell phone as if he was about to look at it, Wu Mengting quickly stopped her.

"Okay, I'll look at it when I get back."

Chen Feng looked at her with a smile.

Wu Mengting's face turned red again, and she changed the subject and asked, "Where do you live now? Is it close to me?"

Chen Feng didn't know whether he should tell the truth or not.

"What's wrong? Isn't it convenient to tell you?"

Seeing Chen Feng's hesitation, Wu Mengting asked with a slight frown.

Although Chen Feng didn't want to harm her, he actually liked her very much in his heart, and he didn't want to be too distant from her. Because he knew that this was God's arrangement and he couldn't escape it.

In fact, he didn't want to hide anymore. After all, it was a very pleasant thing to be liked by such a beautiful and very suitable woman.

"No. It's just... you should also know that I am living with Xiaorui now. I have to respect her opinion. If she doesn't want to reveal her address to you, I can't tell you."

Chen Feng directly blamed Sun Xiaorui. He didn't say it clearly because he was afraid that they would be too close to each other and the two of them would visit each other every day and the quarrel would not end well.

"Can't we just give you a rough outline?"

Wu Mengting tilted her head and asked.

Chen Feng could only say: "It's not too far from here."

Wu Mengting then smiled and nodded: "I know what you said. Sister Sun told us before that she lives with you by the East Lake. And she has posted photos of her residence in her circle of friends. Judging from the distance in the background, it should be here

Very close.”

This is true!

Wu Mengting has turned into a detective.

"Since you know, you still ask me?"

Chen Feng looked at her speechlessly.

Wu Mengting smiled and said: "I just wanted to ask for confirmation. Now that it is confirmed, I have to say that we are really destined? Do you think so?"
To be continued...