"Zhang Jie, you live here?"
Ye Huan was greatly surprised. The building in front was likely an employee housing block from the 1980s, looking very old and full of historical charm.
While the base salary at Tianyun International wasn't high, the commission rate was quite good, reaching up to five percent. Senior employees could easily earn over ten thousand a month. With Zhang Huimin's financial capability, renting in a better community shouldn't be a problem.
Why would she live here?
"Yes, on the third floor." Zhang Huimin blushed slightly.
It was the first time she was carried by a man, and her heart was pounding rapidly.
After reaching the third floor and opening the door, Ye Huan glanced around.
The home decor was extremely outdated, with a bulky television relying on transistors, dating back more than ten years, and even the incandescent light flickered under a thick layer of dust. Still, it looked very tidy, clearly regularly maintained.
