If nothing unexpected happens, these were the very words he used when he convened the entire academy meeting.
What's going on?
You even copied this hairstyle in your bangs?
Xu Damao was also looking at Liu Haizhong, but he couldn't quite figure out what Liu Haizhong meant.
Could it be that Liu Haizhong has taken a liking to Qin Huairu?
Thinking of this, Xu Damao raised his eyebrows, jumped out and shouted, "Second Uncle, my family has no money. If you donate to the Jia family, I will withdraw from this meeting."
"My family is also struggling financially!"
“If Xu Damao is withdrawing, then I will withdraw too. Our family has no surplus grain to give to the Jia family.”
"Exactly, why should we donate money to their family? When my family was in trouble, no one donated money to me."
"The Jia family receives money every month, they don't need our help, do they?"
Seeing so many people objecting, Xu Damao couldn't help but grin at Liu Haizhong. No matter the reason, no one would donate money to the Jia family.
Qin Huairu felt a pang of sadness.
Back when Yi Zhonghai was still the manager, he could easily get dozens of kilograms of cornmeal or a dozen yuan for the Jia family by simply holding a meeting.
But now, forget about money, even getting some food is a struggle.
Liu Haizhong calmly raised his hand and said, "What's the rush? When did I say I was going to donate money to the Jia family?"
"Yes, some people used the guise of mutual help to get us to donate money and goods to the Jia family, but am I that kind of person?"
have to!
Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai suddenly understood what was going on.
So this is what they were waiting for, mocking him for abusing his power when he was in charge.
"Then what are we having a meeting for?" Xu Damao asked, somewhat bewildered.
"Jia Dongxu, you tell us yourself."
As Liu Haizhong spoke, he leaned back in his chair, waiting for the price to be called.
"Look at all of you cowards! Even if I, Jia Dongxu, starve to death or freeze to death outside, I will not accept anything you offer." Jia Dongxu snorted coldly and said bluntly, "Today's meeting is the same as last time; I'm here to sell things."
"You sell things? You'd be more likely to sell your ass."
Xu Damao said dismissively that the Jia family was dirt poor these days, and even if they put all their cabinets and beds together, they wouldn't be worth much.
"Xu Damao, get out of here!"
Jia Dongxu glared fiercely at Xu Damao, that damned scoundrel, always finding a chance to disgust him.
If he weren't already disabled, he would definitely find an opportunity to knock Xu Damao out of the way, strip him clean, and throw him out on the street.
"What I'm selling this time is our family's house!"
To prevent Xu Damao from causing further trouble, Jia Dongxu got straight to the point.
These words caused quite a stir.
"Goodness, Jia Dongxu really does have a mental illness; he actually wants to sell the family's house."
"Where will the family of three live after the house is sold? They can't possibly sleep under a bridge."
“I don’t care where she sleeps. What I really want to know is whether Jia Zhangshi will tear Jia Dongxu apart when she gets out and sees that her house is gone.”
"Their money is all burned away, and there's a big hole in the roof. Yi Zhonghai even paid for their medical treatment. If he doesn't sell some things to make money, how will he eat?"
"But we can't sell the house!"
"Why bother with all that? If they want to sell, they can sell."
Xu Damao stroked his chin, his eyes darting around before asking, "Jia Dongxu, how much are you planning to sell the house for?"
Xu Damao was quite interested in the house.
Even if we don't live in it ourselves, we can let our parents move back to the courtyard house so that someone can help take care of the child after Hou Guifang gives birth.
Jia Dongxu glanced at Xu Damao and deliberately provoked him, saying, "You can't afford it!"
"Ugh, my temper!" Xu Damao felt utterly humiliated by being looked down upon by Jia Dongxu.
You're a mentally ill, wheelchair-bound good-for-nothing, how dare you look down on me?
My buddy is a projectionist at the steel mill, and he's about to be promoted to team leader.
"Starting bid: five hundred yuan!"
Before Xu Damao could retaliate, Jia Dongxu announced the starting price for the house.
Based on the experience of the last auction of workstations, the final price may be half of the starting price, so setting it at five hundred yuan would be quite appropriate.
Moreover, this price is about the same as the price estimated by the street office.
five hundred?
Upon hearing the price, the previously noisy Intermediate Court suddenly fell silent.
Many people can't afford to buy a house for 500 yuan.
Even Xu Damao couldn't come up with the money, unless he asked Lao Xu for some support.
Some were tempted and couldn't help but ask, "Jia Dongxu, can the house be paid for in installments like the workstation? If you can pay in installments over two years, I'll take the house."
Paying back 500 yuan over two years means 20 yuan and 80 cents a month. Although it's quite a burden, those with a bit more money can manage it if they grit their teeth.
"Dream on! The house can't be paid in installments; it has to be paid for in full at once." Jia Dongxu's attitude was very firm.
He dared to offer the workstations in installments because the people who bought them received monthly salaries and had the ability to repay. He wasn't worried about the other party not paying; at worst, he could cause a scene at the factory and be guaranteed to receive the money the next day.
But houses are different. They can't create value; they can only be used for living. So you have to pay for them in full upfront to avoid disputes later.
Upon hearing that installment payments were not possible, some residents who had initially been interested in the property couldn't help but shake their heads.
They couldn't come up with 500 yuan at once, even if they emptied their savings.
Xu Damao glanced at Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, and seeing their calm demeanor, he knew they were also after the house. So he was the first to raise his hand: "Five hundred and one cents!"
Um?
Jia Dongxu cursed under his breath and quickly added, "The minimum bid increment is ten yuan, not a penny at a time."
They kept adding the price up little by little, and by the time the price reached a thousand dollars, it was already past midnight.
"Then I'll pay five hundred and ten yuan!" Xu Damao changed his mind again.
Upon seeing this, Liu Haizhong held up two fingers: "Five hundred and twenty yuan."
“Five hundred and thirty!” Yi Zhonghai stepped forward at this moment.
Although he doesn't lack houses, buying the Jia family's house for five hundred yuan is a good deal. When Huaihua grows up, he can find her a son-in-law to live with them. Wouldn't it be wonderful for the two families to live in the same courtyard?
"Five hundred and forty yuan!"
Liu Haizhong frowned slightly as he glanced at Yi Zhonghai, thinking to himself that this damned Yi Zhonghai was indeed going against him.
He has three sons, while Yi Zhonghai only has an adopted daughter. Why would he buy a house? Is he just bored or does he have too much money and don't know what to do with it?
"Five hundred and fifty yuan!" Yi Zhonghai met Liu Haizhong's gaze directly without flinching.
Seeing that they were adding money in increments of ten yuan, Jia Dongxu clenched his fists in dissatisfaction, while his eyes couldn't help but glance at Chen Jun a few times.
Why hasn't Chen Jun made a move yet?
He's the richest guy in the neighborhood. If he were willing to compete for houses, the price would definitely go up a lot.
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