Cheng Xiaokui secretly went to the street office alone and asked the street director for the homeowner's contact information.
When the neighborhood director heard Cheng Xiaokui say she wanted to buy that house, he slapped his thigh with joy, "You want to buy that courtyard?! I have the owner's contact information!"
Two years ago, when he came to Beijing on a business trip, he specifically came to tell me that he wanted to sell that courtyard house!
Cheng Xiao Kui asked, "He's on a business trip to the capital? Where does he work?"
The street director said, "Isn't this to support the Third Front construction? He went to Chongqing! Once he went there, he's basically a part of that area now, and he can't possibly come back."
This house used to belong to his father, but after his father passed away, no one lived there anymore, and the house fell into disrepair.
Cheng Xiao Kui asked, "Doesn't he have any other relatives?"
The neighborhood director said, "He also has a younger brother, but his brother is in the same situation as him. He also went to Guizhou to support the Third Front construction!"
His relatives in the capital are all distant relatives! Speaking of which, about ten years ago, a distant relative of his wanted to take over his house. He insisted on becoming his father's son.
But his father had two sons, even if they lived in other places, his father still had sons. As a result, his father kicked that distant relative out of the house!
If you wanted to buy his house, he'd be more than happy to! They're not going to come back to live in that house, and they certainly aren't going to spend money to rebuild it.
Cheng Xiaokui asked, "Director, did he tell you how much he wanted to sell it for?"
The director hesitated for a moment before saying, "Well... although his house is dilapidated, the yard is big, so rebuilding the house would be a good idea."
Okay, you name a price first, and I'll call him and ask if he agrees. The price is negotiable! Negotiable!
Finally, someone inquired about the house, but the neighborhood director dared not make an offer, fearing he would lose the only potential buyer!
He thought he should first have Cheng Xiaokui give him a number while he made a phone call to discuss it with the landlord's son.
Judging from the implication in the neighborhood director's words, Cheng Xiaokui figured the house wasn't very expensive.
She made a reasonable estimate based on the location of the house and its current price.
She said, "Director, could you ask around for me if 1,000 yuan would be okay for this yard?"
This house can't even be called a house anymore; it's just a yard, and not a single room in the house is habitable. I'll have to rebuild it all after I buy it.
Rebuilding the house would cost at least 2,000 yuan! There's no use for his family keeping this yard; it's not like they can't come back anyway.
"If we can get 1000 yuan, that's 1000 yuan; if there are two brothers, that's exactly 500 yuan each!"
The director said, "Okay! I'll give him a call and contact him right now!"
The price was a bit higher than he had expected, and he figured the homeowner's son would probably agree.
After all, in this era, one only earns forty or fifty yuan a month. Every month is spent arguing with each other, so where would one find extra money to save up to rebuild a house that one could never return to live in?
He picked up the landline on his desk and flipped through the phone book for a while before finally finding the homeowner's son's number.
The homeowner's son works at a steel plant in Chongqing. The call goes through a switchboard at the plant, and then the switchboard transfers the call to an extension to find the person.
Cheng Xiao Kui sat bored in the chair and waited. The search was going on for so long that she began to doubt whether the person would ever be found.
Suddenly, the neighborhood director excitedly shouted into the phone, "Someone bought your house! 1000 yuan. Why don't you and your brother discuss whether you want to sell it?"
What? You mean no need to discuss it? Okay... but how do I pay you?
"I'll wire it through the post office? Sure, sure! Okay, I got it. I'll wire it to you through the post office as soon as I get the money."
The neighborhood director happily hung up the phone.
He told Cheng Xiaokui, "It's all taken care of! He agreed to sell it for 1,000 yuan. Just wire the money to him through the post office. But you'll have to pay for the wire transfer!"
Cheng Xiao Kui's brain almost shut down. Is that all?
She said, "Director, isn't he coming back? Isn't he going to sign some paperwork? Write an agreement? Is that all?"
While it's true that buying and selling a house these days can be done simply by changing the property grade at the housing management department, isn't that too easy?!
They didn't even write an agreement?
The neighborhood director waved his hand and said, "What's the point of writing this? He took the money, I'll change the name on the property registration to yours, and then the house will have nothing to do with him!"
"If you're worried, I'll write you a note and have you sign it! It'll prove you bought the house from him and gave him 1000 yuan. Then we can just put the remittance slip together, right?"
Countless black lines appeared on Cheng Xiao Kui's head; she was truly impressed by the lack of integrity in this era!
Decades from now, who would dare to casually issue such certificates? Especially for something as important as a house sale!
She nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"
Since she's come to this era, she should respect its unique characteristics!
Anyway, since the house was changed to her name on the registration documents, with the neighborhood director as a witness and a certificate, there's nothing wrong with it.
She took out a stack of 10-yuan bills from her small canvas backpack.
This stack of money contained 1,000 yuan, and she took an extra few cents as remittance fees.
She handed the matter over to the neighborhood director.
A thousand yuan is something that many people in this era cannot save up in their entire lives!
The neighborhood director counted the money twice, put it in an envelope, and added the few cents for the remittance fee.
After receiving the money, he took out the low-end house registration booklet, found the owner's section, and changed the name to Cheng Xiao Kui.
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