"Comrade, if you really want it, we can give it to you, but the money is irreversible."
The street director tried to persuade them, but there was nothing they could do if the other party just wanted to give money to their street.
This land belongs to their street, and they can still decide on the land transfer procedures, but there is really no use for them to have this land.
Could they even demolish the houses on the land and use them for farming? So buying the land was a waste of money, and the subdistrict director was afraid they would regret it later and ask him for a refund.
"Of course, but you need to write a land transfer agreement and stamp it with your street stamp, and you need to clearly state the fees you will charge."
After two years of implementing the policy of distributing land to households in Ningxia, many people have realized the importance of land.
However, her words made the street director dare not ask for a random price. It was all written in the agreement. If he charged more, wouldn’t it be obvious?
He thought about the area of the Ju family's house and finally charged 500 yuan for the land fee.
This amount of money is not much. Even if the unit were to approve a piece of land for building a staff housing complex, it would cost about the same.
"Okay, Mr. Ju, please write a transfer certificate. I've just finished all the formalities at the street office. I'll take the price you agreed on. Of course, everything inside must remain, and you need to include that in the agreement."
When Ningxia heard the price of five hundred yuan, flames flashed in her eyes. This was inconsistent with what she had heard!
Later in life, she heard that transferring land to an individual would cost about the same as the house itself.
She thought it would cost four or five thousand, and she really couldn't bear to spend eight or nine thousand on a house like this.
The total cost was only 4,500 yuan, which was within her budget, so Ningxia immediately decided to buy it.
"Comrade, are you really sure?" The Ju family and the street director asked again. They really had never seen such a stupid and wealthy person.
At Ningxia's repeated request, both sides readily wrote the certificate, signed it, and stamped it with their fingerprints.
After the formalities were completed, Ningxia took out the money from his bag and settled the bill.
It was a great show of solidarity, with a bag filled with 4,500 yuan. No one expected that two people would come with the money like this.
But seeing Ren Jingxiao's expression, it was true that with this mute around, there was nothing to be afraid of. Who would dare to rob?
Ningxia’s money is all in the space, and the bundle is used to cover it up.
"Comrade, let's go back and pack up as soon as possible and try to move out tomorrow." Now that the house has really been sold, the old couple of the Ju family are very reluctant to leave.
But now this is someone else's house, they can't be unreasonable. Even if they are asked to move out now, they can't say anything.
"Sure, just move out tomorrow." Ningxia was very happy to receive this unexpected favor and was very easy to talk to.
She planned to go see Director Chen first and come back to change the locks tomorrow.
After separating from the Ju family, Ningxia smiled as she looked at these certificates. She now had a villa in Shanghai, which also had land ownership.
"Xia Xia, where are we going now?" Ren Jingxiao saw her happy look and thought that Xia Xia had been in a good mood since coming to Shanghai.
"Let's go find Director Chen first to see if there's a suitable house. I miss my child, and I plan to go back as soon as possible."
Ningxia has bought what it wants most, and the rest are just icing on the cake. Jingshi also wants to buy a courtyard house, but they don’t have that much assets.
A portion of the capital must be left for Ren Jingxiao to do business!
Director Chen didn't expect them to be so anxious. It's hard to find a house now, and the few he knew about were not very good.
I've asked my neighbors, friends, and coworkers, but they haven't responded yet.
"Director Chen, we want a place without any disputes, preferably one where the owner can't come back. For the rest, as long as the area is large, it doesn't matter if the house is a little shabby."
Ningxia knew that Director Chen must be interested in whether the house was habitable and the type of accommodation available.
They don't live here, she just wants the land, it doesn't matter whether the house is habitable or not.
"I've found a few, but they're too shabby. If you don't mind, you can go take a look. Don't worry, there's no trouble with the houses."
Director Chen understood what she meant. As long as they didn't mind the old house, they could fix it up themselves and live in it.
Director Chen knew they were anxious, so he took a leave of absence and went with them to look at houses.
Several houses were indeed dilapidated. Ningxia recalled them and finally chose a house in an area that could be well developed in the future.
The owner moved to another area, and the house was handled by the street vendor without any trouble.
Because it was really dilapidated and uninhabitable except for its large space, Ningxia spent 800 yuan to buy it.
It was just the price of a piece of land. The street office didn't expect it could be sold, so they quickly wrote a certificate for them.
Ningxia did not consider other houses. Some of them were just a single room in an apartment, and some were in unsuitable locations.
Some owners simply ask relatives several generations away to help sell the house when the house is no longer around. This will cause a lot of trouble later on.
Or the house was very new and they directly asked for three or four thousand yuan. Ningxia felt it was not suitable and finally bought only one house.
"Director Chen, thank you for your help. We may have to return to Beijing tomorrow." Ningxia originally wanted to invite Director Chen to dinner, but he had to go to a meeting at the factory, so he declined.
Ren Jingxiao stuffed him a pack of cigarettes and politely sent him back to the shoe factory.
"Are you tired? Let's go to the department store again in the evening?" Ren Jingxiao knew that Xia Xia hadn't strolled enough, and he would definitely bring her to Shanghai again when he had the chance in the future.
"I've been walking all day. Let's go have dinner first. Things close late here." Ningxia also wanted to go to the department store to buy two new locks and change the locks of the two houses tomorrow morning.
It doesn’t matter whether the set that Director Chen introduced is locked or not. It’s so tattered that there’s nothing decent in it.
The set at the Ju family’s house must be locked up properly, and we also have to buy some things for the old man to ask him to help look after it.
After dinner, the two went to the department store and bought a lock and some pastries. Ningxia went straight to the fabric area.
The fabrics sold in the Shanghai Department Store are much more fashionable than those sold in other places. Ningxia bought several pieces of brightly colored fabrics.
They didn't have any foreign exchange rolls, but they had a lot of ordinary national fabrics.
Many of them were left for them by their father when they were in Heilongjiang Province. They didn’t have the chance to use them then, and they would soon expire if they were not used.
Thinking that these bills would be withdrawn from the market soon, Ningxia spent all the bills with recent dates.
Ningxia spent all the sugar coupons, grain coupons, oil coupons, industrial coupons, and a watch coupon. If the watch is well preserved, it will still be valuable in the future.
"What do you like? I'll buy you a pair of leather shoes?" Ningxia looked at Ren Jingxiao with a lot of bags in his hands.
Many people looked at them with envy. She had almost bought everything and wanted to ask Ren Jingxiao what else he wanted to buy.
She made clothes for him, provided him with food, and had leather shoes for him to use when he went out to do business.
"I like you!" This question was asked by Ren Jingxiaohui.
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