Chapter 15

After leaving the publishing house, Jin Xiantai had no idea that some things had happened after he left.

He would never know that a woman in New York, in order to help him with his move, was planning to buy a suitable house and then rent it to him to solve this small trouble.

If he knew, he would certainly tell the woman, "Just give me the cash," because compared to buying a house and renting it to him, giving cash would be the most convenient, wouldn't it?

Of course, Annie, for certain reasons, could only help Jin Xiantai in this way and not directly with cash.

After all, Annie and Jin Xiantai were essentially strangers, having never met, let alone having any relationship.

If it weren't for the mutated sperm Jin Xiantai donated early in his life, which had some effect on Annie, a person like Jin Xiantai would never intersect with someone like Annie, let alone receive such attention and help.

Again, we must say that sometimes fate is truly incredible, so incredible that it leaves one speechless and unable to believe.

Who is Annie? She is the sole controller of the Whitney family, which owns countless industries and controls trillions of dollars in wealth.

And Jin Xiantai?

Don't be fooled by the fact that he has now smoothly signed a publishing contract; he is still clearly a penniless man.

The connection between a rich and beautiful woman and a penniless man is something that mostly happens in movies and TV shows, not in real life.

Of course, the main reason Jin Xiantai is now being noticed by a super-rich and beautiful woman like Annie is because of his mutated sperm.

This matter is quite contrary to scientific principles and people's understanding.

But since Jin Xiantai himself was brought to this parallel universe by aliens, then the mutation and Annie being affected are not so surprising, are they?

It was mid-August, a scorching summer.

New York was still bearable, but the temperature in Los Angeles, California, was quite high.

The temperature difference in Los Angeles is significant; during the day, with the sun, it can reach as high as 37 or 38 degrees, and after sunset, it can drop to around 20 degrees.

So, when Jin Xiantai walked out of the publishing house with his daughter, he was instantly enveloped by a wave of heat.

The publishing house had air conditioning, but outside, there was none.

Jin Xiantai was in a very good mood, his face radiating confidence and vitality.

As the saying goes, "With money in your pocket, you have no worries," and this was exactly the case for Jin Xiantai.

Money in hand changes a person's demeanor.

Jin Xiantai's current demeanor was exactly like that.

Today, his daughter was very well-behaved, quiet and not causing any trouble in the publishing house, just curiously looking around.

So, standing at the door of the publishing house, Jin Xiantai praised his daughter, and the little girl, seemingly understanding that her father was praising her, giggled and happily accepted the praise.

Now, he had 26,000 yuan in cash, which was enough to find a new place to live and move out of his current rental.

This made Jin Xiantai very excited.

The streets were bustling with tourists from all over the world, guided by tour guides along both sides of Hollywood Boulevard.

Jin Xiantai was not a tourist and had no interest in taking photos or shopping, so he held his daughter and hailed a taxi, gave the driver the address, and went home.

Back home, after settling his daughter, Jin Xiantai began preparing lunch for himself and his daughter. As he handled the ingredients, he sighed repeatedly in his heart.

"Before long, I can leave this community. After a period, once my novel is published and I receive the copyright fees, I can completely摆脱现在的经济状况，获得更好的生活环境。"

Thinking about it, Jin Xiantai hummed a little tune.

The lunch Jin Xiantai prepared was simple: half a bottle of milk and a small bowl of meat porridge for his daughter, and for himself, some Laoganma spicy sauce with a few chicken legs and rice.

Very simple and not time-consuming.

Currently, Jin Xiantai did everything as simply as possible, but in the future, with more money and time, he could prepare more elaborate meals.

Hmm, should he hire a nanny?

Jin Xiantai started to consider this.

After all, raising a child alone was tiring and left him with no free time.

If he had a nanny to take care of his daughter and share the burden, he would have more personal time.

However, Jin Xiantai was cautious about hiring a nanny.

So, this thought flashed through his mind and was quickly dismissed.

Lunch was soon ready.

Jin Xiantai placed his daughter in a baby high chair, put a bib on her, and set the bottle and meat porridge in front of her.

After growing teeth, the little girl could sit steadily and use a spoon to eat complementary foods.

This change made Jin Xiantai very happy because his daughter could eat by herself, making it easier for him.

The daughter began to enjoy the lunch her father prepared, eating with great relish.

Jin Xiantai's chicken legs were also ready, placed in a bowl, and he took the Laoganma spicy sauce out of the fridge, but he didn't rush to eat. Instead, he took out the business card Dave gave him from his pocket and dialed the number on it using the landline in the living room.

By this time, an hour had passed since Jin Xiantai left the publishing house, and Annie had already instructed her butler to buy a house in Los Angeles.

In just one hour, Annie had already bought a two-story house on Santa Monica Beach for 700,000 yuan, which was a small amount to her.

Since Dave had told Nord and Annie about giving Jin Xiantai his business card, Annie had already contacted the real estate agent, instructing him to rent this house to a specific person for 2,000 yuan.

So, when Jin Xiantai called and mentioned Dave's name, the agent knew who he was.

Immediately, the agent recommended the house Annie had bought and strongly invited Jin Xiantai to come and see it.

Jin Xiantai knew about Santa Monica Beach.

The environment there, on the west side of Los Angeles in Santa Monica, was very good.

The residents were 80% white, with the rest being African American, Chinese, and other ethnicities, and most were white-collar professionals.

Therefore, the police presence was well-equipped, and the security situation was excellent.

A rent of 2,000 yuan to move there was a significant temptation for Jin Xiantai, which he could not resist.

So, Jin Xiantai immediately agreed to meet the agent in the afternoon to see the house.

After ending the call, Jin Xiantai did not idle. He called the landlord of his current house and informed him of his plan to move out.

In the United States, tenants generally sign a lease with the landlord, even if it's through an agent. The lease term is usually two years, unlike in China, where it is one year.

However, because the community where Jin Xiantai lived had poor security, the rent was paid monthly, and the landlord did not require a two-year lease.

If he did, the houses would remain unoccupied.

So, the landlord readily agreed to Jin Xiantai's request, and Jin Xiantai promised to move out in three days and scheduled a time to inspect the house.

After this call, Jin Xiantai also called the car wash owner to inform him of his resignation.

The owner, a third-generation immigrant from Taiwan, feigned concern, saying it was hard to find a job and suggesting Jin Xiantai reconsider.

Jin Xiantai was dismissive of this.

The novel deal was settled, and the publishing contract was signed, so he had no intention of continuing to work at the car wash, a job with no future.

After resigning from the car wash, Jin Xiantai also called the Chinese restaurant and thanked the owner for the care he had received over the past six months.

Indeed, the Chinese restaurant was a decent place, paying 8.5 yuan per hour, unlike the car wash, which paid much less.

So, it was reasonable for him to express his gratitude.

After notifying both workplaces, Jin Xiantai sat down to enjoy his lunch.

The chicken legs and Laoganma spicy sauce, which he usually found boring, tasted particularly good today, and he ate two bowls of rice, his appetite greatly improved.

Perhaps the joy of good news had lifted his spirits and improved his appetite.

After lunch, Jin Xiantai gave his daughter a bath, changed her clothes, and took a nap. This was the first time in over six months that he had taken a nap, and he slept very soundly.

At 4:00 PM, Jin Xiantai changed his daughter's diaper, prepared a bottle of milk, and left home to meet the real estate agent.

He left the bicycle he had ridden to the publishing house in the parking area, not wanting it anymore.

At around 4:40 PM, he met the real estate agent named Jamie and got into his car, which drove him to the house on Santa Monica Beach.

Jamie, a middle-aged white man, was a department manager at the largest real estate company in Los Angeles.

Normally, someone in his position would not personally show houses.

However, because of Dave's introduction and Annie's involvement, he decided to personally attend to Jin Xiantai.

When the car arrived at the house, Jin Xiantai, holding his daughter, got out and immediately fell in love with the house.

"Is the rent for this house really just 2,000 yuan?"

On the way, Jamie had briefly introduced the house and mentioned the rent.

Jin Xiantai had thought that 2,000 yuan in this area would only get him a small one-bedroom apartment.

But he never expected it to be a standalone villa by the sea, with a large plot of land and ample interior space.

"Yes, Mr. Jin, the rent is 2,000 yuan. Come, I have the keys; let me show you the bedrooms and facilities inside."

Jamie smiled and responded, then took out the keys, opened the door, and turned to invite Jin Xiantai to follow him inside...