After dinner, Song Mingyuan and Lu Xiaoran rode their bicycles to the city government.
The two of them registered at the door first, and the security staff told them which floor they were on and let them in.
The office door was not closed, and Wen Qing was sitting there reading documents. The people at the other two desks were not there.
Lu Xiaoran knocked on the door.
"Come in."
"Director Wen, are you busy?"
Wen Qing looked up at the door and immediately stood up and greeted, "Sister Xiaoran, brother-in-law, why are you here?"
Then he smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoran, you are still the same as before, you haven't changed at all."
Lu Xiaoran smiled and said, "Wen Qing, you are still so good at talking. I am already thirty years old. How can I compare with before? I am old."
Wen Qing smiled and went to pour them some water, but was stopped by Song Mingyuan, "Wen Qing, no need to bother. I came to you today because I want to ask you for help with something."
"Sister, brother-in-law, just tell me if you have anything to say."
Seeing that the people from the office hadn't arrived yet, Song Mingyuan cut to the chase: "Wen Qing, we want to buy a house here. I would like to ask you to help me ask if there are any houses for sale there?"
When Wen Qing heard them talking about buying a house, he walked over and closed the door, "Sister, brother-in-law, what kind of house are you planning to buy?"
Song Mingyuan thought of what Xiaotang and Xiaoning said yesterday, and said with a smile: "Let's buy a wider house. When the children grow up, we won't have to prepare a house for them. It doesn't matter if it's a little broken. I can clean it up myself when the time comes."
Just as Wen Qing was about to speak, a middle-aged woman came into the office.
"Director Wen, you're here so early?"
"Sister Chen, I just arrived too. I have to go out for something now. If anyone wants to see me, please help me receive them."
Sister Chen said cheerfully: "It's okay, go ahead!"
Wen Qing led the two out of the office and walked out directly, "Sister, brother-in-law, the Housing Management Office doesn't have any suitable houses right now, we are all entrusted here.
A few years ago, a family was rehabilitated and their previous house with three courtyards was returned to them.
I heard a few days ago that they wanted to sell two sets. I don’t know if they have been sold. I will take you there to have a look. ”
Lu Xiaoran asked: "Wenqing, are the three courtyards of their family together?"
"No, but it's not far away. It's a nice place, but I haven't seen the yard. I only heard about it from my colleague a few days ago."
The three of them rode bicycles there. After riding for about ten minutes, Wen Qing stopped at the gate of a courtyard house.
He went over and knocked on the door. A man in his sixties opened the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Wen Qing smiled and said, "Uncle, I heard that your family wants to sell the house, right?"
The old man looked them over and said, "I have two courtyard houses for sale, one with two entrances and one with one entrance. You can choose the larger or smaller one."
"Uncle, can you take us to have a look?"
The old man went back to the house without saying anything, and came out with a bunch of keys after a while.
"Let's go, it's just ahead."
The two courtyard houses are in the same alley, and the one with two entrances cannot be compared with the one of the Lu family.
But it’s also very good. Basically, you don’t have to do any cleaning. You can just move in after buying it.
Song Mingyuan fell in love with it at first sight, but he didn't show it and followed the old man to see the entrance of the courtyard.
The first house is also nice, with three main rooms, two side rooms, two wing rooms on the east and west sides, and four back rooms connected to the main door.
There are six people in his family, and the small apartment is enough for them to live in, but he still wants to buy the bigger one.
He didn't want to let Xiaoran down. After seeing the conditions of her family, he would work harder to give her a better life.
Song Mingyuan asked, "Uncle, how are you selling these two houses?"
"That set of two is worth ten thousand, and this set is worth six thousand."
Song Mingyuan thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, to be honest, I like the big one, but I'm short of money. Can you give me a smaller one?"
The old man waved his hand and said, "Ten thousand dollars is not a high price for my house. Since you know I want to sell the house, you also know the situation of my family.
I really don't have the energy to bargain with you. If you like it, buy it. If you don't like it, just go back. ”
Wen Qing smiled and said, "Uncle, your house is nice, but our place is still a bit remote.
I'm afraid it won't be possible to do it right away. Do you think this will work? Nine thousand yuan, we can go and handle the procedures this afternoon. ”
The old man shook his head and said, "Young man, I won't sell these two houses for a penny less. If you don't want to buy them, go back."
Wen You glanced at Song Mingyuan.
Song Mingyuan nodded slightly and smiled at the old man, "Uncle, I see that you are a straightforward person. Can you keep the house for me for a few days? I will go back and think of a solution."
The old man looked at him, then nodded and said, "I'll give you five days. If you don't come after five days, I'll continue selling."
"Okay, okay, thank you, sir."
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