Only a dozen minutes after the phone call ended, Liu Zi heard noises outside the door.
"Over here!"
Foreman Wang went outside and shouted in that direction, attracting several people over.
"These are some laborers I found. Let them tidy up the yard today. We'll discuss the rest later," Foreman Wang said to Liu Zi. He realized that Liu Zi was in charge of the house.
"Okay, thank you for your help, Uncle Wang."
Liu Zi saw several workers in their fifties or sixties walking over with tools in their hands. Judging from their attire, they looked like ordinary rural people.
Foreman Wang quickly explained, "These are all relatives from my hometown. They're too poor, so they came to Beijing to make a living. They usually do odd jobs outside. When I have work, I call them over. I'll help them out whenever I can!"
Liu Zi nodded, indicating that she understood.
Migrant workers are the main force in urban construction in this era. They have endured the most hardship and suffered the most, and the rapid development of cities is inseparable from their hard work.
They were all skilled workers; each of them marked out a plot of land and started by cutting the hay in their yards.
Looking at the courtyard gradually revealing its true appearance, Liu Daqiang sighed inwardly at his daughter's good fortune; once the house was built, it would definitely be beautiful.
The yard has been abandoned for many years and is full of all sorts of things. Since we lack the tools, we can only pile them up for now and wait to move them out later.
Foreman Wang quickly finished cleaning up the area and exchanged opinions with Liu Zi.
"Girl, this house was probably demolished back then, with the side rooms and the main house left." Foreman Wang shook his head.
In an instant, Liu Zi thought of the old saying: "Have more children, and you'll be forced to demolish houses and land."
But I heard that the homeowner never got married in the country, which must be because of something that happened twenty years ago.
well!
Liu Zi was still young at the time and didn't have much memory of it, but those who experienced it were terrified of it.
"Daughter, should we build the side rooms along with these?"
"No way! My family is big, a small place won't be enough." Liu Zi snapped out of her daze and said decisively.
"Okay, I'll bring some photos over later, and you can choose from them." Foreman Wang was amused by Liu Zi.
"There's another option?" Liu Zi was unaware that there was more to it than met the eye.
"Of course, there are different styles of courtyard houses! As long as nothing too serious goes wrong, the street won't interfere," Foreman Wang said with a smile, pointing out the flaws in the design.
"Alright, thank you for your trouble, Uncle Wang."
"By the way, Uncle Wang, I'd like to install a toilet and a bathroom at home. We might need to dig a seepage well."
"That's easy, I'll have someone build a cement wall for you."
"Please install a drain outlet down there so it will be easier for me to clean it later."
While the courtyard wall is being repaired, we'll connect the pipes to the outside. We'll dig a second one once we can connect to the grid.
Liu Zi took out her notebook and sketched something for Foreman Wang. After looking at it, Foreman Wang said that educated people think faster.
After saying goodbye to Foreman Wang, Liu's parents went back to work, while Liu Zi rode her bicycle to Zhongguancun by herself.
This time, setting aside the most infamous shopping mall, Liu Zi arrived at the address Lin Yizhou had given her last time.
Although the location isn't as good as the previous building, it still seems to have a decent flow of customers.
Liu Zi quickly found the big sign for Polaris, parked her bike for 50 cents, slung her bag over her chest, took a deep breath, and went inside.
The interior was surprisingly clean and quiet, with a variety of electronic products displayed on open shelves.
This was the first time Liu Zi had realized that there were so many types of home appliances available in this era.
However, upon closer inspection, most of the brands are imported from Japan, South Korea, or Europe and America, with very few domestically produced appliances.
Liu Zi curiously circled the entire sales hall twice. Just as she had seen enough and was about to turn to the TV section, a salesperson following behind her suddenly spoke up.
"This isn't a square, not a place for you to wander around aimlessly. You don't look like you're here to buy anything. If you have nothing to do, get out of here and don't delay our work." The woman's sharp and sarcastic voice made Liu Zi freeze on the spot.
The service attitude of later generations was so good that she was a little stunned when she encountered such an unusual person.
"Dressed so poorly, do you even have money to buy things? Things here are expensive! Get out of here!" The woman's voice wasn't loud, but her words were anything but polite, and she kept glaring at Liu Zi with sharp eyes.
Liu Zi looked down at her clothes. She had just come from the construction site and was covered in dirt. She certainly didn't look like a rich person.
Seeing the salesperson's condescending attitude, Liu Zi was furious.
"Where did this stupid dog come from, barking all the time? Is anyone going to do anything about it?" Liu Zi deliberately replied loudly in Beijing dialect.
"Who are you insulting? You have absolutely no manners."
The woman suddenly seemed flustered, but tried her best to maintain her composure. What was wrong with this woman? Why didn't she act like those poor scoundrels who would run away in shame after hearing this?
"Whoever asks, I'll scold them. Your boss is really unlucky to have hired you. What grudge do you have against him to tarnish his business like this?" Years of being a boss have given Liu Zi a natural sense of pressure.
"Don't talk nonsense. How did I insult him? Don't try to cause trouble. I'll have security throw you out." Liu Zi's voice was loud, attracting a lot of attention and making the sales clerk extremely nervous, trying to get rid of her.
"Tsk! Where's your manager? Tell him to come out, or I'm calling the police. Someone is threatening my personal safety." Liu Zi took out her phone from the backpack on her chest.
The saleswoman's heart skipped a beat. She had misjudged the phone; it was obviously expensive. This woman was no ordinary stingy person.
The saleswoman cursed inwardly, "If you have money, why are you dressed like a beggar? Are you crazy?!"
Liu Zi waited for a minute, but no one came forward to take charge. No wonder Polaris was quickly reorganized and acquired after its brief period of glory. It really has a lot of problems.
Forget it, you can buy a TV anywhere. Instead of arguing with this idiot, I'd rather go home and spend time with my daughter.
She turned on her phone to check the time, but the woman opposite her suddenly attacked.
Liu Zi felt a sharp pain in her hand, and her white phone flew out of her hand.
It slid down onto the marble floor with a thud, then continued sliding forward until it hit a pair of leather shoes and stopped.
Liu Zi felt a surge of anger and grabbed the woman's hair, pulling her towards her.
"Who the hell are you hitting?"
"Ah!" The saleswoman's scream echoed throughout the hall.
Liu Zi's heart was bleeding. She had only used her newly bought phone for a few months, and with that force, it was either dead or crippled.
"Help! Someone help me!" The saleswoman was pinned down by Liu Zi and couldn't lift her head.
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