Ye Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He originally thought that this was another case of private property rights being taken over by the state as public property, but he didn't expect that the house was still owned by the Ye family.
Compared with those large courtyards that have become multi-tenant due to special historical periods, this house is obviously easier to repossess. Didn’t you listen to what Director Ma in front of you said, that Aunt Ye is probably Aunt Ye Tian, who used to be the predecessor here.
director.
Moreover, if Ye Tian could take back this house, he would have gained a lot of advantages. You must know that the annual maintenance cost of this kind of courtyard house is quite a lot. If someone hadn't worked here, it would have been dilapidated long ago.
"That old director is really upright and upright. He can't live in such a nice house, so he rented it to you for office..." Ye Tian said casually.
"No, alas, but there are other things involved. The property rights of the house do not belong to the old director. I heard that his brother did not return to the city back then... Huh? Why am I telling you this?"
Beijingers have always been called "Kanye". From the taxi driver to the old man guarding the gate, they can talk endlessly. The same goes for Director Ma, who works at the grassroots level.
As he spoke, he went too far.
"Haha, I'm just curious. Director Ma, don't bother me. We have to go back to school, so I'll say goodbye first..."
Ye Tian got what he wanted to know, and there was no need to stay here. To be honest, he didn't care whether he took back the yard or not. He had to listen to his father's opinion.
"Hey, young man, I haven't asked you what your name is yet..."
Director Ma was still chatting happily when Ye Tian backed down and couldn't help but chase him out of the door to ask.
"My surname is Ye..."
Ye Tian's voice came from far away in the alley. Director Ma was stunned when he heard it. When he wanted to ask more questions, the two figures had disappeared into the alley.
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"Ye Tian, what are you going to do?"
After returning to Huaqing Garden from the alleys of Beijing, Ye Tian and Yu Qingya found a quite romantic restaurant nearby and sat down. The restaurant was not big, but the seats were separated by partitions, making it very popular with campus lovers.
Welcome.
Ye Tian shook his head and said: "I don't know, my dad has the final say on this matter, I can't make up my mind..."
"Then why don't you give Uncle Ye a call?" Yu Qingya took out her mobile phone from her bag.
"Okay..." Ye Tian didn't refuse and took the call. He was about to ask his father about the business.
"Dad, it's me, Xiaotian..." After the call was connected, Ye Tian reported his name.
"My God, are you okay at school? By the way, whose cell phone is this?" The signal on Ye Dongping's side was not very good, and his voice sounded a bit erratic.
"It's Qingya's call..." Ye Tian explained, and then said: "Dad, I went to the old house today..."
"What? You went?" Ye Dongping's voice suddenly became louder.
"It is now a street office. It seems that my aunt lent them the house. I heard... I heard that the property rights seem to be in your hands..." Ye Tian was not sure, but from Director Ma's words,
It seems that this house belongs to my father.
"Have you...have you seen Auntie?" Ye Dongping obviously didn't care about the ownership of the house.
"No, my aunt seems to have retired. How about... I go look for her?"
"It's better not to give it up first. You just went to the house. Don't let people misunderstand that we, father and son, are here for the yard..." After the excitement, Ye Dongping's voice was a little tired.
"Okay, by the way, Dad, how's your Warring States Cauldron going? Are you in trouble?" When talking to his father, there was no need to beat around the bush, Ye Tian asked directly.
"You brat, you were right..."
Ye Dongping's annoyed voice came over, "I'm also confused. Whether it's the appearance or the coating, this thing looks like an object with a wide door. How can it be a fake?"
Ye Dongping has been in the antique business for seven or eight years. He has encountered many scams by others, but he does have some discernment. Basically, everything goes smoothly, but he did not expect that this most important object.
But it was hit in the hand.
A few days ago, Ye Dongping took this three-legged tripod to a well-known bronze appraisal expert in Nanjing to examine it. At that time, it was concluded that it was a fake.
Ye Dongping still didn't give up, so he took it and made it into Carbon 14. The result came out a few days ago, and the object was definitely no more than thirty years old. This made Ye Dongping feel extremely depressed, and it took several days to get over it.
Come on.
"Dad, it's not necessarily a disaster to suffer a loss. Anyway, there are a lot of good things at home. If it doesn't work, just sell a few pieces and make a turnover..."
Ye Tian knew that in China, Ye Dongping's antique business was relatively early, and he really had a lot of good things on hand. Things that used to cost three to five hundred yuan now sell for three, five, or ten.
Anything over 10,000 yuan is normal.
"Oh, you kid, you don't know that dad is really in trouble this time, and he won't be able to recover in two years..."
Ye Dongping sighed, but immediately realized that talking to Ye Tian about this was not to make his son worry more. He immediately changed his words and said: "Xiaotian, you go to your school, don't worry about these things, dad will give you some money later...
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Although Ye Dongping said he was fine, he knew that the business had suffered heavy losses.
As a person in the antique business, many of the transactions are barter, and even if you have some funds, you can also collect value-added collections, so Ye Dongping never has a lot of "positions" on hand.
In order to buy this tripod, Ye Dongping not only invested all his working capital, but also asked Feng Kuang to borrow 200,000 yuan. It can be said that now his pocket is really cleaner than his face.
To make matters worse, Ye Dongping accidentally bought a fake product and lost all his money. I don't know who spread the news in the circle. As the saying goes, misfortune never comes alone and good fortune never comes alone, so the person who added insult to injury also followed.
Ye Dongping had just made a few phone calls to sell some items that others had favored earlier. Unexpectedly, those people all lowered the prices in unison. They understood that Ye Dongping was in urgent need of capital turnover.
As a result, Ye Dongping felt a little frustrated. He should sell the things. He would suffer heavy losses. Don't sell them. To put it more exaggeratedly, he wouldn't even be able to pay for tomorrow's meal, let alone how much money he would earn every month.
The expenses of each store are a lot of money.
Ye Dongping is also a man who cares about face and will not easily open his mouth to borrow money from others. Moreover, he just took 200,000 from Feng Kuang, so he can't even open his mouth. Therefore, what he just said to his son was purely cooked.
Duck...all that's left is a tough mouth.
"Dad, is someone trying to cash in on you? Don't pay attention to those people. I'll transfer 10,000 yuan to your card later. It should be available tomorrow. You just need to hold on for two months to get the money back..."
After hearing what his father said, Ye Tian immediately reacted. Seeing that his father had been in the antique business for so many years, Ye Dongping was also very familiar with the twists and turns.
"Hey, no need. Dad is fine. Just study hard. Hello, hello? Damn it, even the post and telecommunications office came to bully me..."
Ye Dongping was talking when the "didi" sound of the phone being hung up came from the other side. When he called again, he couldn't get through. The phone number was out of service due to arrears, and the call was still charged in both directions.
Answering the phone is no cheaper than making a phone call.
