He really had enough of that stairwell where the sundries should be kept.
The second and third families moved out one after another. They were all families with poor living conditions.
Not every room in the mansion is luxurious. There are also many stairwells, nanny rooms, and storage rooms, and these are also occupied by people.
Seeing that Hua Zhao really gave the money, every penny was a penny, and other hesitant people also sped up their actions.
After all, the surrounding area is prosperous and there are very few good houses for rent, and they only have 3 days. If they are one day late, they will lose 500 yuan!
This money is enough for the family to have a wife.
On the third day, almost everyone moved out, except for Mrs. Li and her family.
"I called my son and he asked me to wait for him to come back." Mrs. Li proudly said to Hua Zhao.
"Who is your son? If he asks you to wait, I will let you wait? If he asks you to live here for the rest of your life, I will let you live here for the rest of your life?" Hua Zhao said: "Tomorrow morning, someone will come to help you move."
"You! Ouch~" Mrs. Li pointed at Hua Zhao and was about to lie down on the ground.
Hua Zhao suddenly turned around: "You lie down. If you lie down, I will ask your son to come back and serve you. Only after you have him take care of you can he go back to work. Do you believe it?"
Mrs. Li stood up straight instantly.
Hua Zhao was so rich and well-connected that he could instigate people on the street to do things for her, so she didn't dare to gamble.
Old Mrs. Li did not dare to wait until the next day to ask Hua Zhao to find someone to throw her things on the road. That afternoon, she found someone to move her things herself.
She left with her front foot, and Hua Zhao built a door on the Yao family's old house with her back foot, blocking the outside view.
Yao Lin looked at the dilapidated house and finally smiled.
"Uncle, do you still remember what this house looked like before? When the renovation workers come later, you will instruct them to restore it to its original appearance?" Hua Zhao asked.
This house cannot be left idle, otherwise someone will have to make plans again. So it needs to be renovated for a year or two.
After a year or two, openness has become a foregone conclusion, and no one dares to openly take advantage of other people's private property.
Yao Lin shook his head: "The way it used to be is outdated. This is your house. You can decorate it however you want. And I found that you are particularly discerning."
Yao Lin had visited several of Hua Zhao's courtyards in the capital. Some were purely Chinese, some were a combination of Chinese and Western styles, and some were purely Western-style. His eyes were brightened by all of them.
Hua Zhao shook his head: "This is the old house of the Yao family. It's better to give it to my cousin. My cousin just remembers to pay me back the original price."
Although this house is nice, there are too many nice houses at this time, and there are well-preserved houses along the river and sea. There is no need for her to compete with Yao Kun for his ancestral home.
Moreover, her purpose of buying the house was mainly for investment. This house was her ancestral home, and she was embarrassed to sell it, so it was useless.
Yao Lin was immediately moved: "Then I'll let him give you 10 times the price."
"Haha, no need, no need~" Although Hua Zhao said this, she didn't refuse too much. If Yao Kun dared to give it, she would accept it.
Without her, this house won't cost even 1 million in the future. If it takes longer, it will cost tens of millions.
While the two were talking, someone knocked on the door and the decoration workers Hua Zhao was looking for arrived.
Yao Lin then stayed in Shanghai to guide the workers in decoration, while Hua Zhao set off for Pengcheng.
It has been delayed for several days. I don’t know if Zhou Bing’s machine has arrived.