"Come on, Old Ding, I wasn't sure if you hadn't said that. Now that you've said that, I'm actually more certain. Are you just afraid of what Xiao Jia will say about you? You're dragging me down with you!"
The more Lao Du thought about it, the more it made sense. He smiled and said to Lao Ding, "We are all men. We all have the same problem. If anything happens, we should ask our friends to take the blame first."
"Come on, let's look at the floor tiles first!"
When Lao Ding saw that Lao Du had seen through his little thoughts, he immediately changed the subject abruptly.
"Old Ding, tell me, why did you think of buying a pager? It's not going to be of much use!"
Comrade Lao Du asked Lao Ding beside him while comparing the floor tiles brought by the boss.
"I'm doing this for convenience."
"Nonsense, what's going on? I don't know you. Do you want to wear a pager on your waist all day so that people can find you wherever you go? I don't believe it."
"Okay, I'll be honest. I just got transferred to the Public Security Bureau, and it turns out an old rival of mine is also there. He keeps showing off his Motorola to me, and it's really annoying!"
Under Comrade Lao Du's questioning, Lao Ding finally told the truth.
"Let him show off! Let him show off. It won't cost you anything!"
Comrade Lao Du didn't take it seriously. It was just a few idle words, so what?
"No, what he said was too rude. He even told everyone at work that I was living on debt and taking advantage of the company..."
Lao Ding was so angry that he started complaining, and Comrade Lao Du was laughing just listening to it.
"Where did you offend someone? Why do they say bad things about you every day?"
"They used to be just small things. This time, I heard from my old boss that he had his eye on the former Public Security Bureau compound, but we snatched it away. He's been saying bad things about me behind my back every day! I'm worried that this guy might have some more tricks up his sleeve!"
After talking for a long time, Lao Ding finally got to the point.
"Then what's the point of buying a pager? Buying a pager means people won't say bad things about you? I think you're just being stupid!"
Comrade Lao Du strongly disagreed with Lao Ding's idea.
"So what do you say we should do?"
"Buy a mobile phone?"
"Get lost! I spent over ten thousand on a mobile phone. Are you crazy? Am I crazy? I can't even pay the phone bill! I might as well buy a car!"
Lao Ding laughed and scolded Comrade Lao Du, saying that he had never even thought about buying a mobile phone!
"That's right! You were planning to buy a car anyway! Then buy one! It's both useful and stylish!"
"I want to, too. I can't wait for you to change the car!"
Old Ding said casually.
"Okay, I'll go back and discuss it with my wife, and we'll get a new car! Then I'll sell it to you!"
Comrade Lao Du thought for a while and said to Lao Ding that he had actually already thought about changing the car.
"Forget it, Lao Du. Don't make your wife unhappy and cause you trouble again. My wife won't forgive me then!"
Lao Ding quickly rejected Comrade Lao Du's kindness, although he was also envious of Comrade Lao Du's 212.
"It has nothing to do with you. I was thinking of changing my car anyway. Besides, a 212 is relatively small for our family of four, so we can't carry too much stuff when we go out. I'll go back and discuss it!"
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"Wife, do you think we should change our car?"
When going to bed at night, Comrade Lao Du thought of the conversation with Lao Ding during the day, so he said to Ren Surong beside him.
"Why did you suddenly think of changing the car?"
Ren Surong asked Comrade Lao Du curiously, this car is driving well, why did you think of changing it?
"The car is several years old, and now Du Bin and Du Chen have grown up. The car is a bit small and not very convenient. There is not much space to carry things when going out."
"We don't go out often, do we? This car has only been driven for a little over two years, and I think it would be a bit of a waste to change it now."
Ren Surong still didn't quite agree with Comrade Lao Du changing his car.
"It's better not to waste it if you change it now. In a few years the car will be even less valuable. If you sell it now, it's still relatively new and you can get a good price!"
"How much can it be sold for now? And what car do you want to replace it with?"
When Ren Surong heard that the price was high now, she was a little tempted.
"It's over 10,000 yuan. It won't be worth much after a few years. Oh, and I want to buy a Jeep 213."
"Jeep 213? We have a 212, right? How big of a difference can there be? Why don't you buy a Santana instead?"
"The 213 is much better than the 212. It's also much bigger, has more space, and has better power. The Santana is too small, and the chassis is too low. I don't like it."
"How much does 213 cost?"
"A new car costs about 100,000 yuan."
Comrade Lao Du's words lacked confidence.
"What? Hundreds of thousands! Are you crazy? Don't even think about it!"
When Ren Surong heard the amount of more than 100,000, he immediately got furious and directly rejected Comrade Lao Du's proposal.
"Wife, listen to me, I'm not planning on buying a new car! I'm just going to buy a used car!"
Comrade Lao Du quickly told Ren Surong that he was not planning to buy a new car as it was too expensive and too luxurious. He thought it would be better to buy a storefront with that money.
"How much is it second-hand?"
"I'm not sure about that. Maybe it's only about 60,000 or 70,000?"
Comrade Lao Du had not noticed it either, but he expressed his guess.
"Sixty or seventy thousand is too expensive! So, I'll give you a budget of fifty thousand for the car change, and it's up to you what car you buy! But you have to let me see what car it is first, and I have to like it first."
Ren Surong thought about it and didn't disagree with changing the car, but he gave Comrade Lao Du a threshold.
"Okay, I'll think about it."
Comrade Lao Du knew that it was good enough that his wife was willing to let him change the car, so he was not picky.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask you the other day. Is the rent for that old building at the Public Security Bureau that cheap? I heard you say it's a pretty big piece of land, right?"
Suddenly, Ren Surong remembered the rent they talked about that day, so she immediately asked Comrade Lao Du.
"Hey, how can it be that cheap? It includes 15,000 yuan in benefits every year!"
"For the leader?"
"Well, we can't give it to the suffering people down there!"
"Isn't it too easy to make money?"
Ren Surong was a little envious.
"If I took this money, I would definitely not be able to sleep well. I don't have such a big heart."
Comrade Lao Du does not envy others. He eats as much as his stomach can hold. He knows clearly that some money can be earned and some cannot.
"Hey, Lao Du, you said our car is in great shape. I was reluctant to sell it when you mentioned it."
"It's okay. Why would you be reluctant to part with it? You're selling it to Old Ding. He's right under your nose every day. You can look at him as much as you want."
Comrade Lao Du said calmly that he couldn't bear to sell anyone else, but selling Lao Ding would be no problem, because Ding Miaomiao was his designated daughter-in-law anyway.
"Selling Lao Ding? Is that appropriate?"
"It's suitable, there's nothing wrong with it, sooner or later we'll be relatives!"
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