Aunt Chen curled her lips and said, "I'm planning to sell the house and start a business. People like our location. Such a small house can be sold for more than 30,000 yuan. What big business can't I do then?"
More than 30,000 yuan is indeed a lot, and a person can’t earn that in a lifetime!
After she said that, many people were tempted. With more than 30,000 yuan, they would not have to worry about not having a job, and the money they saved in the bank would be enough for food and drink.
Sister Zhang hesitated: "But where will we live if we sell the house?"
"There's no place I can't live. Just think about how much it would cost to rent a house. Thirty thousand yuan could rent a large house for life, and the remaining money could be used to start a business!"
Aunt Chen beamed with joy: "When we make some money, we'll buy a bigger yard. Won't our children get houses when they start working? Why do we need so many houses? This place is so run-down and getting worthless! I'm telling you, they just want to buy a few houses. If you don't sell, you'll definitely regret it in the future!"
A house that will be worth millions in the future is sold for 30,000 yuan now?
Xie Yunshu sneered inwardly but didn't respond. After Aunt Chen walked away, he looked at Sister Zhang and said, "Sister Zhang, if you trust me, don't sell the house. There's no shortage of jobs in Haicheng. You can find work in electronics factories or farms. Just make a few more trips. But if you sell the house, you'll definitely regret it in the future."
Sister Zhang hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll listen to you and not sell it."
The others had different expressions and were all hesitant.
Having said that, Xie Yunshu stopped talking. Everyone's destiny is different. She has already reminded them for the sake of her old neighbors. It doesn't matter to her if these people regret it in a few years.
Lin Cuiping said she didn't care about the neighbors, but when she knew they weren't bothering Xie Yunshu, she still took a few job notices and posted them in the corridor outside the tube building, deliberately explaining, "I'm not introducing you to a job. The bosses of these factories often eat at our restaurant, and they're hiring right now. Anyone who's interested can go and try."
Grandma Zhang smiled and shook her head: "Two girls with sharp tongues but kind hearts."
The shadow of the packaging factory's bankruptcy loomed over the tube-shaped building, but the family had to eat, so they naturally couldn't continue to be decadent. After Xie Yunshu reminded Lin Cuiping of the recruitment paper, many people had the face to look for work.
Some went to electronics factories, some to food factories, and those who were more skilled went to garment factories. Of course, they were all small private factories. The work was tiring, but at least they could get a salary every month and could continue to live.
Of course, there were also a few families who, at Aunt Chen's instigation, sold their houses in the tube-shaped buildings directly and used the money to "do business". As for whether they could make money in the future, no one knew.
Song Xiaochuan was newlywed, but he was leaving for Beijing to become a state banquet chef. When he returned, he would be a true royal chef, even more famous than before. This time, Lin Cuiping had no intention of following him and even wanted him to leave quickly: "I'm not going to Beijing. I want to stay in Haicheng and continue to open a new restaurant."
How can Hai'an Hotel open only one store? It needs to have several branches.
Song Xiaochuan held her hand tightly in the bedroom, his voice a little hoarse: "It won't be too long, only half a month. Can you stay with me? We'll stay in the best hotel, and I promise Xiaoxiao will bring you some delicious food."
"No." Lin Cuiping was unmoved. She had been exhausted for the past two days. Her legs were weak when she walked and she didn't even have the strength to wear high heels.
Song Xiaochuan lowered his head and kissed her: "Wife, I can't bear to leave you."
Lin Cuiping pushed his handsome face away with a sullen look: "It's useless, get on the plane and leave!"
She had thought that things like that between husband and wife only happened a few times a month, and that any good person would make trouble for others. Although she enjoyed it, Song Xiaochuan was getting better and better at it, and now she was the one who couldn't let go!
Song Xiaochuan had no choice but to pick him up and said, "Then let's do it one more time tonight."
Lin Cuiping slapped him: "No!"
Song Xiaochuan smiled slightly, still looking like a well-behaved puppy, but unfortunately he wasn't very obedient anymore...
Xie Yunshu and Shen Subai were also going back to Beijing North, but they were not in a hurry, so they planned to stay for two days before leaving. After all, when they arrived in Beijing North and came back, it would be the Chinese New Year.
Song Qianqian still lived in Li Fenlan's house these two days. She discussed the design drawings with Xie Yunshu at Hai'an Company during the day, and returned to the courtyard at night. She hardly spoke to Xie Mingcheng.
Ever since the embarrassing scene at Lin Cuiping's wedding, Xie Mingcheng had been avoiding Song Qianqian since he saw her. This situation lasted for several months until even the straight woman Xie Yunshu noticed something was wrong.
"Qianqian, did my brother make you angry? I see you two are silent." Xie Yunshu was a little puzzled, then clenched his fists again: "If he did something bad, tell me and I will definitely beat him up."
Song Qianqian was a little embarrassed: "No."
Xie Yunshu looked at the blush on her face suspiciously: "Really?"
Then why was her friend blushing? It wasn't that she was too slow. Song Qianqian was almost two years older than Xie Mingcheng, but in Xie Yunshu's heart, Xie Mingcheng was still a child...
Song Qianqian coughed twice to make herself look more natural: "Of course it's true."
She also treated Xie Mingcheng as a younger brother, but she had never thought of that. Although she had hugged him that time and knew that Xie Mingcheng looked thin, he was actually quite strong...
But, that's my brother! She's not a female hooligan!
Xie Yunshu didn't think much about it: "My Xiaobai may be back in a week. You still have classes at school, so why don't you go back to Jingbei in advance with Mingcheng?"
Song Qianqian is a college student this year and is about to graduate. There are basically no professional courses in school now, so she can take leave to come to Haicheng to attend Lin Cuiping's wedding. Also, because she happened to be with Xie Mingcheng, Song's parents were relieved to let her go out alone.
Should she go back with Xie Mingcheng?
Song Qianqian quickly asked: "What about Xiaoyun? Is she coming with us? It's nice for the three of us to keep each other company."
She didn't feel it when she came to Haicheng, but now that she's back in Jingbei, she actually feels a little uncomfortable when it's just her and Xie Mingcheng.
Xie Yunshu shook his head: "I don't know, why don't you ask Xiaoyun?"
Song Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go ask."
At night, the tube building is dark.
Zhao Xiaoyun was outside helping Aunt Zhao with the laundry. She was a little surprised when she heard Song Qianqian's words: "Sister Qianqian, you want me to go with you? But my book signing will take another two days. Don't let it delay your classes at school."
"Two more?" Song Qianqian was a little disappointed.
Zhao Xiaoyun smiled shyly. "Sister Qianqian, you should go back first. After the book signing, there might be other things to do at the Xinhua Bookstore. I can take the bus back by myself then. Mingcheng seems to be going back too, so you two can come together."
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