Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

Chapter 7 Paying out of pocket and budgeting carefully

Chang Yao took the document: "Okay."

She went back to the office and picked up her bag: "I'm going out to work, I'll order you lunch."

The office was quiet. Feng Yi was looking through documents and seemed not to hear her talk. He only looked up after she walked out.

Chang Yao looked at the balance in her card and realized that she could no longer afford to take a taxi, so she scanned a shared bicycle and rode it to the subway station.

Arriving at the apartment door, she went straight to the property management to inquire about the situation: "We have four households living on one floor here, 504 and 604 are on the upper and lower floors. 604 is the new tenant, and the young people have a lively nightlife. The owner downstairs has an elderly lady at home, and her heart was not very good. She was noisy every day. Suddenly, the old lady passed away, and the two households have been arguing ever since.

Whenever the young couple returns home, the woman who owns 504 calls the property management to complain about them making too much noise. This is a real headache for us, and we have no choice but to report it to the boss."

She works as a room manager and often deals with these trivial disputes, so she is considered experienced.

"The tenants can be moved out."

"They signed a one-year contract when they moved in, and only six months in, someone died. The landlord didn't want to pay compensation to terminate the contract, so he threw the matter to us. What kind of thing is this?"

Chang Yao said: "I will report the situation here truthfully."

"Thank you."

Chang Yao dialed Wu Zhou's number to report what happened here.

Wu Zhou thought about it and realized that he would be the one to handle the matter in the end, so Yao had more time.

"Whatever method you use, resolve this matter as soon as possible."

Chang Yao asked: "If I spend money, will the company reimburse me?"

"Okay, but you have to pay first and get the invoice for reimbursement." Wu Zhou reminded kindly.

Chang Yao hung up the phone and checked the balance. There was only one thousand yuan left, which also included Feng Yi's three meals a day, and it would not be reimbursed until the end of the month.

She found a place and planned to wait until the afternoon to meet with both families.

At noon, Wu Zhou came in with takeout: "Boss Feng, this is the meal Assistant Chang ordered for you."

He opened the braised eggplant and sweet and sour pork ribs. The surface was clean and there were no ingredients. She was thoughtful.

Feng Yi looked at her workstation: "What did she do?"

"Dealing with the complaint about Erin's apartment."

"Yeah." Feng Yi responded and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

At 504: in the afternoon, Chang Yao moved her numb buttocks. She went to a nearby fruit shop to buy some fruit and knocked on the door of Room .

"Hello, I'm the new property manager. Ms. Wu Ling from Room 604 asked me to give this to you. She told me to tell you that you made too much noise at night. I'm really sorry."

She stared at the lychees, plums, and grapes in Chang Yao's hands. They were all over ten yuan a pound, so expensive that they usually couldn't afford to eat them.

After arguing for so long, the upstairs woman finally showed some generosity, but she was still holding back her anger: "Isn't she always so tough when she argues with me? What's she trying to do now?"

"Everyone's tired from all the noise every day. Someone has to bow their head first. Take these fruits. I won't bother you anymore."

The woman responded with a relaxed tone, and closed the door with the bag full of fruit.

Chang Yao picked up the bag on the ground, went upstairs and knocked on the door of room 604. "Hello, I'm new to the property management. Ms. Liu Han from room 504 asked me to give this to you. She said she didn't mean to complain, but she's a light sleeper and can't fall asleep if there's even a little noise."

She stared at the bag in Chang Yao's hand, which contained watermelons, apples and peaches.

"She is so kind, did she poison it and ask you to give it to me? I'm trying to persuade you not to do such a thing. If I die, you will be held responsible."

Chang Yao smiled and said, "You also said that killing someone means taking responsibility. Ms. Liu Han and her family will not take such a risk."

She took the bag from Chang Yao's hand and said, "Tell her that this house is not soundproof. I get off work at two in the morning, and my boyfriend is a night owl, so it's normal for him to make some noise. Tell her not to make a fuss. She complains every day, and Chunchun has nothing better to do."

Chang Yao nodded and indicated that she would take note of it and pass it on.

She hesitated and continued, "The death of her elderly family member cannot be blamed on me. The autopsy showed that the elderly person died between 12 and 1 a.m., and I got off work at 2 a.m., so they didn't take good care of the elderly person."

Chang Yao watched her close the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from their situation, it couldn't be solved in one day.

She walked out of the apartment door and went to the convenience store to buy milk bread for dinner.

Feng Yi sat in the car, looking at her, not knowing why she drove over.

He watched Chang Yao pick up a bicycle and leave. He drove after Chang Yao to the subway entrance and watched her go in before driving away.

Feng Yi returned home, untied his tie and sat on the sofa. The sofa felt a bit hard, so he took out a lipstick for girls from under his legs.

He raised his arm towards the light. No other woman had ever been to his house, so the lipstick could only have been left by Chang Yao.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number: "Did you leave something with me?"

Chang Yao stopped searching for the key and asked, "What is it?"

Feng Yi put the lipstick on the table, took a photo and sent it to her.

Chang Yao clicked on it and saw that it was indeed her lip gloss that cost 9.9 yuan, but she had no money to take a taxi back and forth.

"Boss Feng, maybe it was left by your fiancée."

"She hasn't been here before." Feng Yi cut her off: "Come and take your things."

Chang Yao said: "Please bring it back to the company for me, or just throw it away."

Feng Yi stared at the lipstick on the table and narrowed his eyes. He initially thought that Chang Yao approached him for money. The last thing he lacked was money. As long as Chang Yao could make him feel comfortable, she could be a spice of his nightlife.

But now I feel that if it was really for money, Chang Yao should have thrown herself into his arms when he was interested. After the novelty wore off, Chang Yao would not get what she wanted.

"Mr. Feng, if you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up first." Chang Yao confirmed that the call was still ongoing. For the sake of money, she had to serve this gentleman well.

Feng Yi said nothing and hung up the phone.

Chang Yao had just put down her phone when she received a call from the hospital: "Ms. Chang, Mr. Zhang is out of danger and has been transferred to the general ward."

"When he's about to die, call me again."

The nurse had never seen a family member like her, who was stubborn but willing to spend money on treatment and even arranged for nursing staff. She was used to her attitude and was not surprised.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, if you have any questions, we will contact you in time."

After Chang Yao hung up the phone, she felt much more relaxed. Zhang Qiang was fine, so she finally didn't have to worry about money.

The next day, she brought breakfast to the company. Feng Yi looked at the buns on the table, opened the bag and took a bite. They were made of red bean paste and were very sweet.

The other one was steamed bun. Feng Yi had no appetite, so he picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"Today's breakfast is not tasty."

"Other fillings at least have green onions mixed in with the filling, so I can't pick them out. I'll buy you custard buns next time." Chang Yao turned around and left with the bag.

Feng Yi looked at her: "Where are you going?"

"The matter of Eileen's apartment has not been resolved yet." Chang Yao took the initiative to report.

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