Chu Heng followed the old man into the hospital, first took a look at the general situation, and then looked at every room.
Overall, it's pretty good.
This courtyard is an ordinary Beihe courtyard house, with a three-bay main room, a three-bay reverse wing, and two east and west wing rooms.
Except for the east and west rooms in the main house, which are used for living, the middle room is used for the dining room, and the back room is used as the kitchen, the rest of the houses have been vacant for a long time. The ground is covered with dust, and the doors and windows are also seriously old and peeling.
However, when this yard was first built, the materials used were quite solid. It is a bit old now, but it can be tidied up so that people can live in it.
After Chu Heng walked around in a circle, he didn't bother to run any more and decided to rent this yard directly.
Wan Xiaotian and the others came here to do business, and they didn't just want to settle down. They just needed a place to stay, and there were enough rooms in the yard to store a lot of food at a time, which would save him the hassle of going back and forth in the future.
Time was running out, so Chu Heng did not engage in the drama of picking and choosing and lowering the price, and asked the old man straightforwardly: "The yard is still ready, please give me a price."
"this……"
The old man glanced at his big leather shoes, Shanghai watch, four pockets of cadre uniforms, and the hero's pen. Everything was golden in his eyes, so after pondering for a while, he tentatively reported the number: "What do you think?
How about fifteenth day of the month? Don’t look down upon my house. Back then..."
Chu Heng had no intention of talking nonsense with him, and waved his hand impatiently: "Please stop playing with me like this. It's only a hundred yuan for a year's rent. I'm going to move in tonight. Do you think
Okay, let’s go to the street to get the certificate now.”
The price he offered was not low. At this time, a relatively good house only cost a few cents a month. Even if the rent for various furniture was included, it was less than two yuan.
That's right, renting a house during this period is not just about renting a house, but also includes furniture. The monthly rent is about five thousandths of the value of the furniture.
As for the old man's house, it's obviously not a good one. It can only accommodate people, not to mention the furniture. Except for some broken furniture in the main room, the other rooms don't even have benches. In addition, the whole house is rented together.
His one hundred yuan a year is really not low.
When the old man heard his quotation, he rolled his eyes and said: "One hundred is too little, why should I get one hundred and fifty!"
In fact, one hundred was already more than he expected, but he still wanted to work harder and get more.
"Then let me look at the others." Chu Heng turned around and left, counting silently in his heart.
one two three……
"Hey, come back, I'll rent it to you for 100 yuan as you said!" As expected, the old man went up and grabbed him, and said nonchalantly: "I'm telling you, I just like you, plus
I'm in a hurry to go to my son in Langfang, otherwise I won't even pay attention to you!"
"Yes, yes, thank you."
Chu Heng smiled and handed the old man another cigarette: "Let's go, men, quickly get the house deed. Let's go to the street to handle it now."
"You're quite impatient." The old man smiled and took the cigarette, stuffing it into his jacket pocket along with the big one he had been unwilling to smoke before. Then he turned around and went into the house, taking out an ancient house deed.
"Hey, good guy, your house deed has fallen apart. Hurry up and change it." Chu Heng looked at the yellowed page that was older than him, couldn't help grinning, and then talked to the old man.
We left the yard together and drove to the street office.
After arriving at the place, the two went directly to the officer in charge of house leasing at the sub-district office, explained the situation and asked him to issue a certificate.
"one hundred?"
The clerk looked at Chu Heng with a strange expression, hesitated for a moment and reminded him kindly: "Comrade, are you sure you want to spend a hundred yuan to rent that yard?"
For the old man’s shabby yard, seventy is considered too much...
"Tsk, where did you come from with so much nonsense? I just asked you to issue a certificate. If you talk too much, I'll slap you, you bastard. Believe it or not? A dog likes a mouse to meddle in its own business!" The old man glared, pointed at the clerk's nose and scolded him.
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He grew up in a big city, and there was no one he didn't know on the street. He had watched the officer in front of him grow up, so he could even slap him a few times, not to mention a few curse words.
"Thank you for reminding me."
Chu Heng also knew that his price should be a bit high, but he was too lazy to care about the money. He smiled and gave this guy a cigarette, then took out the letter of introduction and said, "If you are bothered, please give me a certificate."
"Well."
When the officer saw this, he stopped talking. He took a serious look at the letter of introduction, took out a pen and paper, issued a certificate to the two of them, signed and deposited the money, and within a year, the courtyard was named Chu.
The whole process is very simple and very easy to grasp.
With an official guarantee, even if this old man wants to regret cheating Chu Heng, he has no chance or the courage!
"I'll go back and vacate the house right now. We'll hand over the house on time at four o'clock tonight. Don't forget it." Outside the street office, the old man happily waved to Chu Heng and took the 100 yuan he just got.
Qian left, walking with a bump, obviously in a good mood.
Could it be bad?
"It's done."
Chu Heng shook off the ashes from his cigarette, opened his mouth and blew out the smoke, wiped his body with volga, and took Old Yan to a state-owned restaurant on the street for a light meal with wine and meat, and then the two of them went to the Public Security Bureau.
"Master Chu, what are we doing here?"
In the courtyard of the Public Security Bureau, Yan Muze was sitting in the car shivering and looking at the police officers coming and going in front of him, his expression changed.
He has been hanging out in Pigeon Market during this time. He has a guilty conscience and usually avoids the police when he sees him. This time, he drove the car directly to their hometown...
The old man is very panicked now and even wants to pee!
"Stay safe with you."
Chu Heng glanced back at him, pushed open the car door and walked out. He smiled and took out a cigarette and handed it to several police officers who came to meet him. He said a few polite words and asked Jiang Zhuolin about his presence in the office. After that, he wiped his body and went upstairs.
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He came to the door of Jiang Zhuolin's office with familiarity, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Come in!"
Jiang Zhuolin's majestic voice came from inside, and Chu Heng opened the door and walked in.
"How did you come?"
Jiang Zhuolin stood up in astonishment and asked doubtfully: "You haven't finished that matter yet?"
"It's over early."
Chu Heng walked in and sat across from him. He crossed his legs, took a puff of cigarette, and said, "I came here specifically to see you."
"Looking for me? What's the matter?" Jiang Zhuolin asked in confusion.
Chu Heng looked at him with a smile and said word by word: "The affairs of the winery have been settled. I am the second person in charge, and the first person in charge is Mr. Meng."
"What?" Jiang Zhuolin's eyes widened in disbelief: "You came all the way here to make fun of me? Are you the person in charge of such a big thing? Is there no one in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs or something?"
"Hey! What do you mean, you are looking down on people! Why can't I be the person in charge? You know, I proposed this opportunity. There is one in all of China. Who knows better than me? I am not the person in charge.
Is it reasonable?" Chu Heng said with an unhappy face.
"Tsk!"
Jiang Zhuolin chewed the flower seeds and felt a little confused.
He had previously thought about using Chu Heng's ladder to establish connections with people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to see if he could send his brother up there, but now the grandson suddenly told him that his special mother's property had been promoted!
In this way, all his previous opportunities will be useless, and he can only make new plans.
