He seemed to have thought of something, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, followed by vigilance.
"You want to tell me about the courtyard?"
Wang He guessed and said.
"Mr. Cao, the bidding has been completed. You can't let go of this courtyard house."
This is fifty thousand US dollars.
The house price has doubled than what he expected, so he is eager for Cao Weidong to buy his courtyard house.
Cao Weidong was speechless and reassured.
"Mr. Wang, since I said this price, I will definitely not go back on it. You will go to my place later to get some money as a deposit. Tomorrow we can go to the community to do justice, go through the procedures, and then pay the balance."
"However, I can't get so many U.S. dollars on hand at one time. Most of them are in the port city, and the mainland also has quantitative restrictions on the redemption of U.S. dollars. If I want to trade quickly, I can only use gold to cover part of the gap."
This is also true.
Exchange gold for U.S. dollars......
Wang He only thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.
In this world, gold is an absolute hard currency and can be exchanged for money no matter where you go, so Wang He can barely accept it.
But he kept an eye on it, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, wrote a simple contract on the spot, and invited Cao Weidong to sign and confirm.
Cao Weidong also happily signed his name on it, and then returned these things to Wang He.
A courtyard house of more than 3,000 square meters in Sijiu City would be worth at least one billion in China in the future, but I only invested 50,000 US dollars. Compared with the future house price, it is equivalent to making a thousand times of profit. Only a fool
Only then would he reject the deal.
Both parties feel that they have taken advantage of the other and are both satisfied.
This can be considered a win-win situation.
Wang He carefully folded the deed and put it in his coat pocket, and then asked again.
"By the way, it's not about the courtyard, so why did you call me just now?"
"Is such that......"
Cao Weidong organized the words in his mind.
"I heard Uncle Ma tell me about your lover. During this period, he told me some symptoms. It seems that I have seen similar cases abroad. If it is convenient, I would like to conduct a consultation for your lover."
Snapped!
Wang He's hand holding the pen was not steady, and the pen fell to the ground, making a messy sound.
This is also the case in Wang He's heart at this moment.
.......
Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.
Old factory area.
Ma Hua was busy in the cafeteria. When Silly Zhu walked in, he immediately took the lead in applauding.
Pah, pah, pah, pah!
Behind MCA, there was a burst of sparse applause.
The smile on Ma Hua's face froze for a moment, and then he forced a smile and said.
"Master, welcome back!"
Wang Kongwen's face was indeed not small. After he said hello, He Yuzhu's matter was reduced to a big deal and a trivial matter.
After being punished with wages, detained for a few days, and having He Yuzhu write a guarantee, he was released.
Looking at the many familiar faces in the cafeteria, Shazhu seemed to have not recovered from some strange thoughts.
These are all my "brothers"!
Brothers who usually call themselves brothers, drink together, eat together, and gather wool from the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill together!
It's just that after he was taken away by the security department, none of these so-called "brothers" came to see him.
The irony is that they are all eager to visit their superiors and try to take over their positions.
These were all secretly told to him by MCA.
At this moment, Shazhu deeply understood what "fair-weather friends" meant.
At the same time, many chefs in the canteen also felt embarrassed.
They did not expect that Shazhu could come out safe and sound after Qin Huairu wrote a real-name report letter and was taken away by the security department in public.
If they had known that Shazhu had such a strong backing, they would never have behaved so openly.
After a moment of silence, a master named Tian said.
"Master He, welcome back. Today's menu includes a dish called Ants Climbing a Tree. This is your authentic recipe here. How about you make it this time?"
He Yuzhu nodded, took the chef's clothes, put them on, and walked to his work station.
While instructing Ma Hua to prepare side dishes, he reached out and pulled out a square kitchen knife from the knife holder, intending to use it on the pork.
But as soon as he got the kitchen knife, his expression changed instantly.
Putting down the square kitchen knife, he took out other kitchen knives from the knife holder and looked at them carefully. He Yuzhu looked at the other chefs in the canteen with a sullen face.
"Where's my knife?"
For chefs, knives are an extension of their arms and the most useful weapon when facing the kitchen.
He Yuzhu is no exception.
He has a set of knives.
These include cutting knives, chopping knives, boning knives, carving knives, and a customary square kitchen knife.
There are seven or eight of them in total.
He usually regards these kitchen knives as treasures and does not allow others to use them.
But just now, when I held the square kitchen knife, I immediately felt that it was not my original kitchen knife.
As he looked carefully, he found many differences.
The kitchen was quiet for a moment.
Ma Hua looked at the master chefs in the kitchen who were qualified to have their own independent kitchen knives in disbelief.
He had been busy with He Yuzhu's affairs these days, and he really didn't know that someone had secretly replaced his master's kitchen knife.
In He Yuzhu's hawk-like gaze, a master said hesitantly.
"Master He, I'm really sorry. My knife is not very easy to use, but I was in a hurry to work, so I temporarily exchanged it with yours. I wanted to tell you, but you weren't there at that time, and I forgot about it later.
Already."
"This is your knife, let's give it back."
The master chef awkwardly took out a square kitchen knife from his knife rest and handed it back to He Yuzhu.
This is of course an excuse.
He Yuzhu also knew it, but he didn't make it clear, but looked at the others.
"what about others?"
Then people came out one after another and returned the kitchen knives they had occupied.
"Done."
He Yuzhu skillfully picked up the kitchen knife and handled the piece of meat in front of him, as if changing the knife had never happened.
Ma Huan came over with side dishes.
"Master, are you okay?"
"fine."
Now that I have clearly seen my relationship with the other chefs in the canteen through this incident and figured out their respective positions, I don’t need to have too many emotions.
It's just a colleague relationship.
For the sake of future work, I still have to look good, as long as I don't suffer a loss.
Glancing at the canteen, He Yuzhu asked again.
"Why haven't I seen Fatty? He was very rude the day I was taken away. I still want to say a few words to him today."
Ma Hua smiled bitterly and said: "Master, ever since I found out that you were going to be released, Fatty has filed for resignation. I heard that he has made an agreement with an outside restaurant to be the chef there."
"he?"
There was a mocking smile on Shazhu's lips.
Fatty has been working with him for more than ten years. He knows the situation best about the other party. How can he become the chef based on his ability?
I'm afraid this hotel will be in bad taste.
Of course, he actually guessed that it was most likely the shop owned by the couple Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li.