Chapter 110: Not Enough Money

Although there are no floor-to-ceiling windows, the windows are large enough, and coincidentally the top floor hasn't been bought yet.

【2> Ye Xi'an took the elevator to the top floor, full of anticipation as she opened the door to greet her sunroom, but the interior fittings left her somewhat dumbfounded.

Ye Xi'an took the elevator to the top floor, full of expectation as she opened the door to the sunroom that was supposed to greet her, but the furnishings inside left her somewhat dumbfounded.

The area is too small, huh—this living room is about the size of her bedroom; she walked in and opened every room, finding each could only fit a bed, let alone the toilet, where the shower head is right next to the toilet, so someone standing inside to shower fears bumping into the wall when turning around.

Xu Xiaowen saw that Ye Xi'an wasn't too satisfied and immediately launched into a sales pitch: "Look at how great this design is—after you shower, you can just wash the toilet as well."

Ye Xi'an turned to look at him, really wanting to ask: "If you say that out loud, won't your conscience hurt?"

"Um.", Ye Xi'an didn't feel comfortable refusing directly, so she looked to Ji Jiangci for help: "What do you think?"

Ji Jiangci seriously examined the inside and outside of the house and said: "I think it's okay; at fifty thousand, you absolutely can't find anything better at this price."

Bao Jing also thought it was not bad: "Exactly, it has everything that should be there."

Yi Yang even started picking out his own room.

Ye Xi'an felt somewhat desperate—are these beastmen really so undiscriminating? What does "it has everything that should be there" even mean? Renting this place for fifty thousand is a steal.

She looked at Lin Zhi Jing, someone who grew up in luxury would surely be more discerning, so she eagerly pulled him out from behind the crowd: "Lin Zhi Jing, you say—if you also think it's good, we'll rent this place; if not—"

She emphasized the two words "not good", biting them especially hard: "If you think it's not good, we'll just take another look."

Lin Zhi Jing gazed at Ye Xi'an's expectant eyes, thinking she liked the place; although it was small, if Ye Xi'an liked it, he wouldn't mind living there—after all, you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; you marry a dog, you follow the dog.

"Not bad, let's take this place."

"Ugh!" Ye Xi'an felt as if her heart had been fiercely stabbed by a sword, her whole self about to shatter.

"Are you going to rent this unit then?" Xu Xiaowen, being frail, stared at Ye Xi'an with his somewhat protruding eyes; as long as Ye Xi'an rented this place, he would get a five-thousand referral fee, enough to keep him going for a while.

"Um," Ye Xi'an's expression stiffened, her smile barely holding, but she really didn't want to live here—yet she didn't know how to refuse without feeling embarrassed.

"Honey, why aren't you speaking?" Yi Yang was very pleased with this place, already having picked out his own room, waiting only for Ye Xi'an to pay and choose a room, after which he would immediately spruce up his own doghouse.

Ji Jiangci saw Ye Xi'an's hesitation: "Honey, you don't like this, do you?"

Ye Xi'an's eyes lit up, she wanted to say yes, but seeing Xu Xiaowen nearby, she ended up not voicing her true thoughts: "Not exactly—I just think we should look around some more; we've only seen one place, there might be something better."

She gave Xu Xiaowen a fake little smile: "You'd say so, right?"

"Is there anything a bit bigger than this here?"

Xu Xiaowen scratched his head, feeling this place was pretty big: "So how much bigger do you want it—do you want larger rooms or a larger living room?"

"Um," Ye Xi'an pinched the joint of her index finger with her thumb, making a tiny gesture: "About four times bigger—just make the rooms a bit larger."

Ye Xi'an estimated this place was at most 50 square meters; four times that would be 200 square meters, which should be just right for five people—not cramped, everyone could have their own space.

Hearing Ye Xi'an's words, Xu Xiaowen felt his head start to spin again; it seemed today this place wouldn't be rented out.

Even the few males behind Ye Xi'an, hearing her words, couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air—four times! How much would that cost?

"Your request is too high—Purple Orchid Garden might not have a unit that big, but there's one that's 150 square meters; if you don't mind, I can take you to see it."

"One-fifty," Ye Xi'an hesitated a bit, but still decided to go have a look.

On the way, Bao Jing sidled up to Ye Xi'an and whispered a reminder: "A 150-square-meter unit probably costs more than fifty thousand."

Ye Xi'an naturally knew that as long as the price was acceptable to her, it wasn't impossible.

This 150-square-meter unit is also on the top floor, with no rooftop, but there is a small mezzanine, and outside the mezzanine is a terrace of about eight square meters.

Ye Xi'an entered the unit; the space was fairly spacious, the balcony got plenty of sunlight, and being on the eighteenth floor gave it a very wide view.

She pushed open the door—there were five rooms, two large and three small; the two large rooms had big windows, the small rooms also had windows, just a bit smaller, and the bathroom was designed with dry-wet separation.

Ye Xi'an nodded—this was what a normal place should be like.

Although five people might be a bit cramped, it wasn't impossible, and moreover the mezzanine and terrace made her a little envious.

She looked at Xu Xiaowen: "How much for this unit?"

"One hundred thirty-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine. Minimum lease ten years."

Yi Yang heard the price and nearly fell over in fright, grabbing Ye Xi'an's shirt hem: "Honey, this place is way too expensive! I thought the previous one was fine."

Although this unit indeed resembled his dream home, they couldn't afford to buy it.

Ye Xi'an had anticipated this, so she wasn't that surprised.

At 140,000 per month, ten months is 1.4 million, and a ten-year lease totals 16.8 million.

Ye Xi'an:.... She had no money.

She turned back, looking at everyone with a hint of heartache: "Can you guys manage to come up with that much money?"

After a moment, everyone's gaze unconsciously turned to Lin Zhi Jing.

Everyone knows that scientists on Zhu Shen Xing are extremely well compensated—reportedly they eat and use top-tier stuff; even a test tube taken casually from their quarters could be a fortune, so since Lin Zhi Jing is joining this family, coughing up this amount shouldn't be too much to ask.

Ji Jiangci gave Lin Zhi Jing a sly smile: "Doctor Lin, although you're not yet my wife's husband, you soon will be—so why not show some sincerity and come up with ten million to buy a marital home?"

Lin Zhi Jing's face was expressionless: "It's not that I don't want to pay; I simply don't have the money."

"Bullshit!" Bao Jing utterly expressed deep contempt for someone like Lin Zhi Jing—he wasn't like that when he pretended to be cool in front of him earlier; as soon as you ask him to spend money, he plays dead, right?

"Your max isn't that a sky-high price? Even the clothes you're wearing are made of top-grade black silkworm silk." Bao Jing grabbed Lin Zhi Jing's fabric, examined it closely, and noticed some tiny specks of shimmer on the material.

"And it's got black flashstone added!"

Black flashstone is a mineral with high hardness; when ground into powder, it can also refract the mineral's luster, looking as beautiful as stars in the sky, so people on Zhu Shen Xing often use it in clothing.