With the help of the landlady auntie, Ji Nian carried two large suitcases and went up to the third floor.
"Walk over there and turn the corner. There is a small supermarket with mattresses, shampoo and other things," the landlady auntie said, feeling that the young girl looked confused. "Rember to buy buckets and basins for washing clothes."
"Okay, thank you auntie," Ji Nian answered obediently.
By the ti Ji Nian was done, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Although she didn't do much, she still felt exhausted.
The monthly rent was 1,000 yuan, which was already a bargain price in Beijing. Out of the 200,000 yuan she had, she had paid back 195,000 to Cheng Liran, leaving 5,000 for herself. She paid a deposit of 1,000-2,000, and spent 500 on daily necessities like an electric cooker. Ji Nian sighed, thinking about how money goes so quickly and things are so expensive.
Looking at the tidy room with the mattress on the bed and the cotton quilt underneath sent over by the landlady auntie, saying her family didn't need it and it would make sleeping on the mattress more comfortable, Ji Nian was deeply moved. The landlady really was too kind.
After boiling water and tearing open the instant noodle package and soaking it in a large bowl, she sat at the table looking utterly miserable, not even being able to afford bucket noodles.
The phone rang and seeing it was He Yi, Ji Nian picked up.
"He Yi."
"Did you move?" He Yi asked over the phone.
"Yes," Ji Nian answered while eating instant noodles.
"Where did you move to?"
"The suburbs, three hours from the city center," Ji Nian replied.
"That far!" He Yi exclaid over the phone.
"Weren't you the one who told to live cheaper?"
At that mont, Ji Nian could hear people calling He Yi over the phone. It sounded quite noisy. He Yi hurriedly said, "I'll co find you when I have ti. You just recovered, can't skimp on food. If you really have no money, co to and I'll give you credit through Flower Pay."
Ji Nian laughed. Deeply moved, she said, "I also have Flower Pay. You earn money for yourself first."
She then heard a "beep" indicating the call had ended. Calmly finishing her noodles, she drank up all the soup.
Leaning against the bed, she now had to think about her living expenses. First, not only did she have to pay off her debts, she had to maintain her livelihood. With so much debt, it would be difficult to pay it off with an ordinary job, although she used to be a teacher. But the original owner didn't have any credentials, so that path was out.
Ji Nian flipped through Weibo worriedly. Her trending searches had died down, but there were still people comnting nasty things under her Weibo posts every day. She was indifferent to it―the criticism was directed at the original owner, not her.
Suddenly she ca across a post. The original poster said a funeral ho was hiring, 700 yuan a day for the day shift, 1,600 a day for the night shift, limited to males only.
The comnts below by other people made the already gloomy Ji Nian laugh to death.
"1,600 a day for the night shift―even if soone runs away, I'll carry them back for you."
"Forget soone running away, even if they all wake up together I'll lock them back up."
"If he doesn't beco a zombie, it would be letting down for that 1,600."
Ji Nian laughed out loud. Reading this post cheered her up. She decided to chi in as well, comnting: "1,600 yuan for the night shift. If you don't et your quota I'll make up the difference."
This blogger also liked to post all kinds of weird questions, and Ji Nian saw another new one he had just posted.
His question was: If a family married you into it but the husband felt no emotion toward you, giving you 300,000 yuan a month as pocket money but leaving you alone in a huge empty house, never coming back, what would you do?
Ji Nian thought about it. If sothing this good really happened, that would be great. She swiftly comnted back: "Burn incense and worship Buddha, praying that the rich daddy lives to a hundred years old in wealth and honor!"
Ji Nian yawned. As she scrolled through her phone lying down, she fell asleep without realizing that her comnts had pushed her onto the trending searches again.
At this ti, netizens were puzzled―throughout the whole scandal exposure, debt and contract termination, she never ca out to clarify anything. Other than the hospital video, it was as if she had vanished.
And this blogger was also a well-known internet celebrity, becoming popular from these kinds of weird questions.
He was shocked to suddenly realize there was an officially verified "Ji Nian" comnting under him. Clicking through to the hopage, it really was her.
The blogger was dumbfounded, comnting under her: "Is this really you?"
Because of this series of silly comnts like "1,600 yuan for the night shift. If you don't et your quota I'll make up the difference" and "Burn incense and worship Buddha, praying that the rich daddy lives to a hundred years old in wealth and honor," Ji Nian's Weibo made it onto the trending searches again.
Fearless netizens comnted:
"Has she gone crazy from the huge debt?"
"Is this Cheng Liran's shaless ex-girlfriend?"
"I don't know why, but I'm sensing a strong silly aura."
"A no-na D-list celeb thinks she deserves Cheng Liran? Get lost. Sinking so low as to leech popularity from an internet celeb."
When He Yi saw herself on the trending searches, she was frightened and hurriedly called.
Ji Nian who picked up the phone was sleepy and listless. "Hello?"
"Did you go ss around on Weibo with your main account?" He Yi asked.
"What happened?" Ji Nian sat up and turned on the light.
"Sis, you're trending again," He Yi said.
"Huh? But I didn't do anything. I was just lying at ho." Ji Nian said, astonished.
"See for yourself." He Yi said helplessly. "I know you're washed up, but don't be so reckless. Disappear from the public eye for a while until people forget about you. Then maybe you'll have a chance at coming back."
"Yeah, yeah. Anyway I'm already ruined with huge debt and no works or skills. Don't you worry about !" Ji Nian said laughing.
"Alright, alright. I'm busy so I'm hanging up." He Yi finished and hung up.
When Ji Nian opened Weibo, she saw she was number three on trending. She had turned off her private ssaging due to too many people harassing her. She then opened the comnts.
She saw the blogger's "Is this really you?"
Ji Nian took a sip of water and replied: "Yes, you're very interesting."
At this ti, the blogger who received her reply was eating. He almost choked and coughed for a long ti before confirming and seeing her comnt reply. He was stunned for a bit before politely answering: "Thank you."
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