At first, Shen Huainan was a little surprised when he met Jian Anran on the cloud.
What surprised him even more was that he didn't expect that Xu Nianhe was here. She was sitting on a bench not far away. The intersection of the unit door was filled with all kinds of furniture and luggage, and people who met at the intersection were chatting with each other. The person apologized, and Jian Anran looked embarrassed.
Shen Huainan looked at the number on the door of the unit. He remembered clearly that the owner of this building had an old friend of theirs.
As the largest real estate developer in Luojiang, Qishangyunduan is the first luxury flat-floor project built by Valin in Luojiang. The owners inside are all well-known local celebrities in Luojiang and Ludao——< /p>
Wen Shuliang also bought a house here.
Wen Shuliang is from Luojiang and teaches at Ludao University. He has also become a full professor and department head. He is also a civil engineering major. Shen Huainan remembers that when he came to buy a house, his father even asked him to bring the floor plan. I went to their house in Heng Wo Court in person.
Firstly, it was to show respect for the old professor, and secondly, it was to allow his son to accumulate connections. While enjoying life, he also did not forget to lay a good foundation for his son's future.
Shen Huainan looked at the unit building in front of him again and again. He remembered clearly that Wen Shuliang had chosen this building. He was deeply impressed. At that time, Wen Shuliang directly pushed away the sets of units in the hands of the sales lady. Picture, the opening is:
"Where is the general floor plan of your community?"
He took the blue general floor plan and looked at it again and again, and quickly selected two buildings with excellent locations. "Show me the apartment types of these two buildings."
Wen Shuliang had a sharp eye and picked the "King of Buildings" apartment in the clouds at a glance, and immediately expressed his willingness to place a deposit.
"Professor Wen, please show me your ID card, and I will help you draft a contract." The sales lady said respectfully.
"I don't need my ID card. This is a wedding house bought for my son." Wen Shuliang's tone was slightly complacent.
That's right, his young and promising son is finally settling on a major life event.
Shen Huainan was a little surprised. He had always known that Professor Wen had a son studying abroad. He heard that he stayed in an architectural research institute in the UK directly after graduating from the Ph.D., which became a good talk in the circle.
Of course, Shen Huainan, who had not yet graduated from high school at that time, didn't have many other ideas. He just felt that it was not too unusual to get married after graduating with a Ph.D..
"Then first, congratulations to Professor Wen for your double happiness." Shen Huainan curled his lips and smiled.
The first happiness was of course that Professor Wen's son got married. The second happiness was that Shen Huainan bought their house, secretly gave a boost to his project, and also said something nice. Although Professor Wen had already heard He didn't mean what he meant, but he just smiled and didn't say anything.
Of course, the house was bought smoothly. Until she met Wen Siheng at UCL, Shen Huainan thought that he had already been married.
Until now, when I see Xu Nianhe in the clouds and under Wen Siheng's building, Shen Huainan's memories that have been fragmented for many years seem to be put back together in an instant——
It turns out that Xu Nianhe was Wen Siheng’s fiancée as Wen Shuliang said at the time.
If it was Xu Nianhe, it would be reasonable. The family behind her had strong financial resources, the two had similar education and study experiences, and they had known each other for many years. Even Shen Huainan couldn't help but sigh when they met, they were really a match made in heaven.
On the other hand, Jian Anran and Shen Huainan have not been able to figure out how she and Wen Siheng got together. Could it be some cliché plot of baby kissing?