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Chapter 278

Jiang Meishu had never seen this kind of thing before, where people went in both directions specifically to leave assets for others.

"Xiao Jiang, you're back?"

Liang's mother was still watching her with sharp eyes. Jiang Meishu couldn't hide and could only appear from behind the marble pillar. She nodded and said, "Mom."

"Uncle Lin."

"You know everything?"

Jiang Meishu shook her head and nodded, holding up her little finger. "I overheard a little bit, really just a little bit."

"Uncle Lin, you are my family, and my sisters are my family too. Don't worry, I won't help anyone."

Uncle Lin was at a loss for words. "I know you're an honest kid."

Jiang Meishu was a little shy and didn't know what to say.

Uncle Lin seemed reluctant, as if there was a conflict of interest between them, so he changed the subject, "Have you eaten yet?"

"If you haven't eaten, can I make you something?"

In addition to his excellent tailoring skills, he is also an excellent cook.

Jiang Meishu nodded. "Sure, sure. I really miss your craftsmanship."

Uncle Lin smiled and went into the kitchen to work, leaving Jiang Meishu and Liang's mother alone. Liang's mother looked at her for a long moment before asking, "Do you really not need our help?"

Jiang Meishu shook her head. "I won't help. Let's put it this way. I can't use Uncle Lin's favor to help her."

Liang's mother sighed, "You always take things like this seriously."

"This is not seriousness, this is fairness."

"Mom, I just missed you too. You don't know that Qiu Run and I live in the Pengcheng family compound. The house is so small that even if I fart, I can hear the noise next door."

"Why don't you move to a new house?"

Liang's mother was a little confused.

She knew that Jiang Meishu had reserved a lot of houses in Xiaodongmen.

Jiang Meishu sighed, "I do want to move here. I have at least one 150-square-meter house in Xiaodongmen, but it will take some time to renovate it, and I want to get rid of the smell after the renovation."

"So the earliest we can move in will be the end of next year."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. I'll sleep in the small white building tonight and feel the comfort of a big house."

I'm really used to living in a small house, and living in a big house feels like living in heaven.

Especially the 1.8-meter-long bed, which made Jiang Meishu roll around on it again and again. She made up her mind secretly.

"Once the new house is renovated, she wants to order a two-meter bed!"

You can roll from one end to the other without falling.

Jiang Meishu thought happily, change the house and get a bigger bed!

She stayed in Xiaobailou for two days, living a life of luxury and debauchery. She didn't want to go back to Pengcheng. In the end, Liang Qiurun came personally to arrest her.

Jiang Meishu had to leave.

However, before leaving, she confirmed and finalized the matter of her sister's factory, and only then did she feel relieved.

Jiang Meilan picked a vacant land of more than 500 square meters near the Li's Garment Factory. After buying it, she quickly put it into production. She built the garment factory first. She had to curry favor with people throughout the whole process. Li Wenjuan, who had experience, would help her control it.

The next step was to purchase clothing-making machines. She bought 30 sewing machines at once. She didn't dare to go too big in the early stages, as she planned to wait until orders started coming in before adding more machines.

Li Wenjuan's design drawings are also on the way.

Finally, it was Uncle Lin's turn. In just five days, he had already gathered six apprentices. These were his direct descendants, personally trained and trusted.

The reason why they arrived so quickly was because of the poor management of the garment factory.

Due to the impact of the private economy, the garment factories began to run out of money, and they were no longer as high and mighty as before.

Even if the clothes are made in a rustic way, they can still be sought after by people.

When the private economy entered the market, there were so many beautiful clothes that people were dazzled by the choices. The key was that these clothes were cheap, even lower than the purchase price of their clothing factories, and the styles were also novel.

This is a fatal blow to the garment factories, but most of these people still maintain a condescending attitude.

After all, working in a state-owned garment factory is a stable job, and you will never be laid off.

There are only a few people who have a keen sense of smell. Uncle Lin notified a total of seventeen people this time, but in the end only eight of them came to him unconditionally.

Less than half.

But that's enough.

As soon as they arrived, Uncle Lin held a meeting with them. "Since you're here, it means you trust me as your master. This is Boss Jiang. She's planning to open a children's clothing factory. From now on, you'll be working for her."

Jiang Meilan was a little surprised when she was called out, but after seeing these tailors, Jiang Meilan's heart began to pound.

"Hello everyone, just call me Comrade Jiang. I'm not your boss, but we'll definitely help each other in the beginning."

"With you here, I can open this children's clothing factory."

Taking Shi Xiu as an example, she smiled and said, "Anyone who can give us a bite to eat will be our boss."

"They're all here. Once your documents and information are ready, they can start their duties immediately."

It was Uncle Lin who said this. Jiang Meilan immediately said, "Okay, okay, the factory can't be built so quickly, but I have a yard. Can we start work there first?"

The people are here, the cloth has arrived, the design drawings have arrived, and asking her to wait until the garment factory starts production before making clothes is like taking off her pants and waiting for something to fart.

People like Jiang Meilan naturally don't want to do that.

Uncle Lin and the others naturally had no objection to her words. After all, the sooner they started work, the sooner they would get their wages. These people came here from afar, not just to travel.

As a result, the two sides quickly reached an agreement.

Jiang Meilan quickly found another yard near her residence. Seeing that it was over 200 square meters, she rented it directly and put 30 sewing machines in half of it.

The design drawings were given to Shi Xiu and the others, and with Uncle Lin in the lead, they began to make children's clothing in a big way.

Jiang Meilan was also busy. She went to the Industrial and Commercial Department several times to register the name of the children's clothing factory.

It was Jiang Meishu who came up with the name, Tick Tick Children's Clothing.

It was completely influenced by the later children's brand Balabala.

After completing the registration procedures, Jiang Meilan called Jiang Meishu over again. Since Jiang Meishu had done nothing, Jiang Meilan gave her 10% of the shares of Didak Didak Children's Clothing.

When Jiang Meishu suddenly received the shares, she was a little confused. "No, sister, I didn't contribute any money, and I didn't contribute any effort. What are you giving me for 10% of the shares?"

Jiang Meilan, "I want to take advantage of your good fortune and career luck. I see that your career is going well, so I want to take advantage of it too."

Jiang Meishu said, "Then you don't have to give me shares."

"You take it if I give it to you, what else do you have to say? Have you forgotten that I used to give you pocket money?"

How should Jiang Meishu respond to this? Wasn't she shameless before?

Now that her conditions are better, she feels embarrassed to continue to take advantage of her sister like this.

"Keep it."

Jiang Meishu, "Then I'll invest 100,000 yuan?"

Listen, nowadays people are really rich and powerful, and it is so easy for them to invest 100,000 yuan.

"My entire children's clothing factory investment is less than 30,000 yuan."

Money is more valuable these days than she thought. It costs some money to buy the land and build the factory, and some money to buy thirty sewing machines. The rest is labor costs. Everything else is fine.

Jiang Meishu changed her words decisively, "Then I'll give you 10,000, otherwise I'll feel bad about taking 10% of the shares."

"Whatever you want."

Jiang Meilan was too lazy to argue with her sister over ten thousand yuan.

Seeing that she agreed, Jiang Meishu easily withdrew 10,000 yuan from the bank and gave it to Jiang Meilan as an investment.

But things are not over yet on her side.

Liang's mother at home called her back anxiously. Jiang Meishu was confused, "Xiao Jiang, do you know what's going on?"

"They came to our house and said the five-year lease was up and asked if we wanted to renew it."

Liang's mother always thought that the house belonged to her son and daughter-in-law, but she didn't expect that the house was actually rented.

Jiang Meishu was also confused, "Mom, don't worry, wait for me to find out."

She looked at the newcomer and asked, "Comrade, are you the owner of this small white building?"

"No." The other party's surname was Xu. "Just call me Xiao Xu. I'm the middleman for this house. I'm here on behalf of the original owner to ask if you want to renew the lease. If not, I want to sell it."

Jiang Meishu's heart began to pound. "We're interested in buying this house. Could you please introduce us to someone else? We'd like to meet the original owner."

"Let's discuss the details."

Jiang Meishu actually likes this little white building very much, because this little white building carries the memories of her and Liang Qiurun when they first came to the south.

At that time, they were both in the dark, and only when they returned home did they feel a little more at ease.

It was the spaciousness and comfort of living in a big house that gave them a reason to strive.

Comrade Xu hadn't expected the other party to actually buy it. He was immediately delighted, "Of course, the owner is going to the United States next month, so they are anxious to sell this house."

In the 1980s, there was a wave of going abroad.

Guangzhou is close to the coast and is the most popular place for traveling abroad.

Jiang Meishu, "Then let's meet here." She looked at her watch and said, "I'll call my lover over here."

Comrade Xu naturally agreed. He was very quick and called the owner of the Little White Building over that night.

The other person had a very good-looking appearance and a pair of blue eyes, which surprised Jiang Meishu.

Old Lady Ming, "Are you curious about my eyes?"

Jiang Meishu nodded.

"My ancestors were foreigners, but in my generation, I don't know why I inherited the eye condition."

Fortunately, Yangcheng does not strictly control this matter, otherwise she would have been arrested long ago, let alone saving the Little White House.

Jiang Meishu suddenly understood, "I see."

"I thought you were so beautiful."

This sentence made Mrs. Ming smile brightly. "You are a good talker, little girl. When we negotiate the price later, I will give you a discount."

Jiang Meishu followed suit, "That's great."

"How much do you plan to sell this little white house for?"

Old Madam Ming stretched out her palm and said, "One hundred thousand."

Jiang Meishu's heart started pounding, and then she said calmly, "It's too expensive."

"Your price is really not something that ordinary people can afford."

Mrs. Ming asked, "You are not ordinary people, are you?"

How many ordinary people can afford to rent a small white building?

Jiang Meishu smiled perfunctorily, "We are ordinary people, but we are not taken advantage of."

She was very direct. "The price of 100,000 you mentioned is money that ordinary people cannot earn in their entire lives."

"If it's too expensive, we won't buy it and would rather move away."

Mrs. Ming suddenly became anxious. "Why is my house price so high? Young comrade, did you miscalculate? After all, the small white building has three floors, which adds up to nearly 500 square meters. That doesn't even include the front yard, which is another 100 square meters. Strictly speaking, my price per square meter is only 200."

"Go out and ask about the market price. The houses outside are just bungalows, and one bungalow costs more than a hundred yuan."

Jiang Meishu naturally knew, "But that's different. Others can buy a house for a hundred yuan per square meter for a few thousand yuan, but your house requires one hundred thousand yuan in cash, and you bought it all at once."

"Mrs. Ming, the number of people in Yangcheng who can come up with this number is only one in ten thousand."

Mrs. Ming didn't believe it, "There are more rich people in Guangzhou than you think."

Jiang Meishu didn't deny it, "But how many people can spend 100,000 on a house?"

"You have a three-story white building. The biggest cost of living here is still hiring someone to maintain it. How many people are willing to pay for long-term maintenance?"

"If it's really that simple, why would you choose to rent out the Little White Building instead of living there yourself?"

Of course I can’t afford to live there anymore.

Mrs. Ming didn't say anything, but her grandson, who was following behind her, asked anxiously, "How much can you offer?"

They were in a hurry to get to the United States, and they wouldn't be coming back. Now that they had sold their house, they could relax a little.

Jiang Meishu looked up at Mrs. Ming's grandson. She didn't recognize him, so Mrs. Ming introduced him, "This is my grandson, Ming Fangyuan."

Jiang Meishu nodded, "Hello, Mr. Ming, the highest price I can offer for this house is 70,000."

"That's too low."

Ming Fangyuan shook his head subconsciously. "This price is too low. As far as I know, the houses you developed in Pengcheng, Boss Jiang, are all 1,300 yuan per square meter. And you bought my house for over 100 yuan per square meter and you're still bargaining. Isn't that a bit unfair?"

Jiang Meishu smiled, "The houses in Xiaodongmen are priced at 1,310 square meters, but they have supporting facilities. The houses here don't have supporting facilities, right?"

"You have to drive out of Xiaobailou, and you have to go a long way just to eat."

"And the house is too big. You and I both know that the bigger the house, the harder it is to sell. Because of the high total price, it blocks many people who want to buy the house from the beginning."

"I guess Mrs. Ming and Mr. Ming are not the first ones to come to us."

"But we are the first ones willing to bid."

Jiang Meishu actually guessed it right.

Old Mrs. Ming and her grandson Ming Fangyuan had spread the news several months in advance that the Ming family's small white building was for sale and the asking price was 100,000.

There are indeed many people who come to ask, but there are almost no people who bid.

There are many wealthy people in Guangzhou, but asking them to spend 100,000 yuan at one time to buy a house and not be able to sell it after buying it is a problem in itself.

Ming Fangyuan didn't say anything.

Jiang Meishu said, "Look, these are all facts. If the deal can be completed with 70,000 yuan, I will ask my wife to go and get the money. If the deal cannot be completed, the worst that can happen is that we move house."

"You and I both know that there's more than one Little White House being rented in Yangcheng, so there must be more than one person who wants to sell it abroad."

When Ming Fangyuan heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Seventy thousand is too low, add some more."

Old Madam Ming was anxious, "Fang Yuan, how can you sell it at this price?"

Ming Fangyuan said impatiently, "Grandma, our visas are about to come out. Once we get out, who will come back to sell the house? It will have to be me. The round-trip fare will cost several thousand yuan."

"It's better to solve it once and for all."

As expected, the son doesn't feel sorry for selling his grandfather's land.

Old Mrs. Ming stopped talking. She didn't even want to listen. She turned around and walked out the door, lowering her head to wipe away her tears.

This house was a dowry given by her parents, carrying all her memories from old age to old age, and now it is going to be sold at such a low price.

She can't bear to do it.

Can't bear to.

But when people get old, they can no longer make decisions, and everything is dominated by their children.

After Old Lady Ming left, Ming Fangyuan's bid became much more straightforward, "Eighty thousand."

"I'll give you 20,000 less."

"Seventy-two thousand."

Ming Fangyuan's bid was different. He reduced the price by 20,000 in one breath, while Jiang Meishu increased it by 2,000 in one breath. The difference between the two prices was ten times.

It is obvious that it is the seller who is anxious, not the buyer.

Ming Fangyuan gritted his teeth and said, "If we can make the deal for 75,000, then it's done. If not, I'll try to find other ways."

Seventy-five thousand was Jiang Meishu's initial psychological price. She nodded, "Okay."

"Seventy-five thousand."

When she was bargaining, Liang's mother next to her was almost starry-eyed. When Liang Qiurun went to get the money, she chased Jiang Meishu in front and behind.

"Xiao Jiang, you are really amazing."

"They asked for 100,000, and you were able to bargain it down to 75,000." Liang's mother began to calculate. "So, this 500-600 square meter house is cheaper than the one we bought in Xiaodongmen before."

But the area in the middle is ten times different.

To be honest, Liang's mother was used to living in a big house, and she felt uncomfortable all over when she lived in that pigeon coop.

Jiang Meishu smiled and said, "Mom, this is normal bargaining. If he says 100,000, even if he keeps it for half a year, no one will buy it."

After a while, Liang Qiurun came back with the money. There was 75,000 yuan in cash, filling a whole bag. As soon as he put the money down, Liang's mother couldn't help but say, "Qiurun, you should learn more from Xiaojiang. Look how good she is at bargaining and decisive in doing business."

"No, Xiao Jiang, Mom will never be able to live in such a nice house in her lifetime."

"Qiu Run, you're so lucky. Mom can be considered a gigolo by following you."

Liang Qiurun, "..."

Liang Qiurun's face darkened for a moment, "Mom, could you please stop talking for a while?"

Mother Liang covered her face and sobbed, "It's true that a grown-up son is no longer under his control. My son has grown up and now he despises his mother. Why is my life so miserable?"

This is a total drama queen.

Liang Qiurun turned around and said to Uncle Lin, "Uncle Lin, please help me comfort my mother. I will come back and apologize to her after the house transaction is completed."

At this moment, everyone is waiting outside for the transaction, so naturally they have no time to coax their old mother.

Uncle Lin agreed with a smile. Coaxing Wanru was what he was best at.

He even carefully reminded her, "When you go to trade, read the contract carefully to avoid being at a disadvantage later. I'll take care of Wanru, so don't worry."

Better to talk a little longer.

He coaxed Wanru a lot.

Jiang Meishu understood, and she pursed her lips and smiled playfully. Liang's mother was embarrassed and raised her hand to hit Uncle Lin, "Old Lin, you too, when did you become a member of the same country as Qiu Run?"

"Have you forgotten that you are on my side?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Lin felt ecstatic, his eyes became moist, and he lowered his head to wipe away the tears.

Liang's mother next to her also realized that she had said something wrong.

She stood there hesitantly for a moment, wanting to reach out and pat them, but in the end she retracted her hand and said, "I'm going to water the flowers, do you want to come?"

This is a step.

Uncle Lin immediately looked up, his face full of smiles, as gentle as the spring breeze in March, "Go."

"I'll be right there."

Watching them leave, Jiang Meishu whispered to Liang Qiurun, "Old Liang, do you think Mom will agree to be with Uncle Lin?"

Liang Qiurun raised his hand and flicked her forehead, "Children, don't meddle in adult matters."

Jiang Meishu bit him angrily, "I'm over 30 years old, and I'm still a child."

Liang Qiurun was bitten by her, but she was not angry. Instead, she looked at her with a smile on her face, "In my eyes, you have always been a child."

"Look, my little friend will bite when he's angry."

The voice was also doting, like a spring breeze blowing on your face, making you blush uncontrollably.

Jiang Meishu was like that. She bit her lip and said after a while, "I can't argue with you. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to buy a house with Mr. Ming."

Liang Qiurun stood behind her, watching her and laughing with a hearty laugh.

That was real joy.

Jiang Meishu felt embarrassed by being laughed at, so she started running, running even faster.

Ming Fangyuan outside was still a little confused. Jiang Meishu came over to adjust his thoughts, then gave him the money in the sack, "Seventy-five thousand, count it."

"For on-site transactions, there is no regret after this point."

Ming Fangyuan nodded and started counting the money with Old Lady Ming on the spot. Old Lady Ming looked at the money, and the loss and reluctance in her heart slowly dissipated a little.

She lived a wealthy life when she was young, but after she got married, she met an incompetent husband and son, and she lived a hard life. Later, her husband died.

Her son only reflected on his mistakes when he was middle-aged, so she raised her grandson alone. How could she, an old woman, have the ability to earn money? The rent of the small white building was her only income.

Old Lady Ming was counting the money. As she was counting, she sighed and said, "Fang Yuan, our family will no longer have any ancestral inheritance."

This ancestral property is more than sixty years old and has accompanied her from childhood to old age.

Ming Fangyuan felt a little guilty, but that guilt was not worth his yearning for the beautiful country.

He coaxed her softly, "Grandma, don't worry. When I go to the beautiful country and make a lot of money, I will buy you a small white house like this one."

Old Mrs. Ming thought, how can it be the same?

But when she saw her grandson's expectant eyes, she immediately swallowed her words.

The transaction contract was signed in just a few minutes, and the payment was almost complete.

When Ming Fangyuan went out with a big bag of banknotes, he had an unconcealable joy on his face, but Old Mrs. Ming kept looking back.

The ancestral property that she had rented out for more than ten years ended up in her hands.

She didn't know if her parents would scold her if she went underground.

All she knew was that, at this moment, her only grandson was happy.

That's enough.