"Director, if you want to go there, my partner is beautiful. I will never make a mistake."
Just as he was talking, Wen Yongen ran over panting. When Luo Yaoguo saw this, he didn't say anything anymore. He just looked at him deeply and gave him a "it's good that you know" look.
"Sorry, the call is over. Come with me." Wen Yongen smiled apologetically, and then stepped forward to lead the way.
"good."
After arriving at Wen's house, he opened the door and entered the three-story building. He first sat down on the sofa in the living room. Luo Yaoguo looked at the furnishings in the room. When Wen Yongen came over with a pot of tea that had just been brewed, Lin Xiaoguang explained his purpose.
Early in the morning, Wen Yongzhi was nowhere to be seen. Wen Yongsi was probably still sleeping and there was no one else in the living room, so he no longer worried about others and went straight to the point.
Finally, he said: "If Mr. Luo wants to help you repair the small house, how should you do it? You can't talk about it one by one, right?"
Wen Yongen pondered for a moment, sat on the sofa, put his two smooth thin legs together, put his hands on his knees, thought for a while and shook his head: "It's a waste of time for each family. Just ask the village chief for this kind of thing. All the villagers in Wenshan Village
They are both surnamed Wen and belong to the same clan. The village chief is the former clan leader. No one dares not to listen to what he says."
"Is it convenient for the village chief now?" Lin Xiaoguang asked.
"It must be convenient. This is a great good thing. He will definitely raise his hands and agree." Wen Yongen is very confident.
"Mr. Luo, look, why don't we go there?" Lin Xiaoguang looked at Luo Yaoguo.
"That's fine."
They went out again, led by Wen Yong'en, to the village chief's house.
The village chief lives in the center of Wenshan Village, next to the ancestral hall. When they reached their destination, Wen Yongen knocked on the door first. When the door opened, a middle-aged man in a long gown came out. Wen Yongen immediately stated his intention. After a few words, the latter
Looking carefully at Luo Yaoguo and Lin Xiaoguang, I saw that they were both in suits and leather shoes. They were quite strong and capable, and their clothes had extraordinary temperament. I immediately believed them.
But believing it, he did not invite them in, but asked them to wait: "Wait a moment, I will inform you before I invite the guests in."
"Please!" Luo Yaoguo followed the local customs.
Not long after, the middle-aged man came back again and bowed to invite: "You two, please come in, my father happens to be at home."
Luo Yaoguo glanced at Lin Xiaoguang, saw him nodding, and then took steps forward. Lin Xiaoguang followed closely, and Wen Yongen followed immediately. The three of them entered through the black door and walked into this slightly quaint residential house.
Wen Yong'en walked next to Lin Xiaoguang, explaining in a low voice as he walked: "The village chief's name is Wen Zhaoxi, and this is his eldest son Wen Jizu, and I am of the same generation as him."
Lin Xiaoguang nodded and looked at the house from time to time.
The house is quaint and has a long history. The old-fashioned layout of Jiangnan private houses is very similar to the courtyard house in Peking, but there are obvious differences. When I walked into the main hall, I saw an old man in his sixties, sitting on a chair with a cane.
, close your eyes and rest your mind.
"Father, the guests have arrived." Wen Jizu bowed and whispered before standing behind him.
Wen Zhaoxi then opened his eyes and glanced at the three people one by one. Finally, his eyes fell on Luo Yaoguo. He seemed to be asking or talking to himself, and said: "I have lived for most of my life, and I have seen gamblers everywhere."
Those who borrow money, I have never seen anyone take the initiative to lend money. If you want to build a small house in Wenshan Village, you must have a big plan, right?"
"I admire the old man's scheming and fortitude." Luo Yaoguo complimented and then said: "It's all up to you whether you want to repair the small house or not. You are willing to do it and I will not force it."
"What kind of practice?"
"Our company has found a bank and negotiated. The bank will lend you a loan. The money will be earmarked for repairing the house. Once the house is repaired, you will move in and pay the mortgage every month." Luo Yaoguo finished in a few words.
"Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world." Wen Zhaoxi sighed, and then asked: "How can you repay the mortgage if you don't have money?"
"We have investigated that families with the right to build small houses generally have at least one labor force, an adult male, and many have two labor forces, an adult male and a female. We can provide you with jobs, whether it is construction
You can go to any company or department store." Luo Yaoguo's eyes were calm.
"Why don't you want to work in construction or department stores?"
Luo Yaoguo didn't know how to answer. Currently, the only things he could make the decision were Huarun Wanjia and Huarun Construction, and nothing else.
At this time, Lin Xiaoguang interjected: "In addition to construction and department stores, food factories, automobile transportation, and restaurant services, there are many jobs. You can choose whatever you want."
Wen Zhaoxi glanced at Lin Xiaoguang, smiled, and asked: "What if there is really no labor force?"
Luo Yaoguo didn't speak again this time, and Lin Xiaoguang answered: "If you have children at home, you can pay off the loan after the children grow up. If you don't have children and only the elderly are left, we can find a job to make ends meet, such as a janitor or something like that. We don't need to repair the house for two days."
Just one floor, it should be enough for two old people."
"The children are still very young, ten or eight years, are you willing to wait? If the old man can't work for a long time, who will pay the mortgage? What will happen to the house?" Wen Zhaoxi continued to ask.
"We are willing to wait for ten or eight years. If the old man dies, we will be considered unlucky and we will admit it."
This actually made Wen Zhaoxi silent.
At this time, a girl the same age as Wen Yongzhi came from behind carrying tea. Four cups of tea were given to Luo Yaoguo first, then Lin Xiaoguang, then Wen Yongen, and finally Wen Zhaoxi.
The girl simply called Wen Yongen Third Aunt. She ran to Wen Zhaoxi and called her grandpa, then hid aside and listened.
Luo Yaoguo lowered his head to drink tea, frowning slightly as he looked at the tea leaves rising and falling in the cup.
Lin Xiaoguang looked at Wen Zhaoxi with great interest, and occasionally looked at the Wen family's granddaughter behind Wen Zhaoxi. The latter looked frightened and shy, lowered her head and pinched the corners of her clothes.
After a long time, Wen Zhaoxi put down his tea cup and suddenly said: "Wenshan Village is no more or less. There are 90 households in Wenshan Village, and 90 of them are suitable for building small houses. However, nine of them have already built small houses, and the remaining
Some of them are ready to repair, and some are not. Compared with the small house, they and I are actually more concerned about another thing."
"What's the matter? Please tell me directly!" Luo Yaoguo made a gesture of invitation.
"School."
Wen Zhaoxi finished speaking word by word, and then said slowly: "There are nearly four hundred children in Wenshan Village, but there are no kindergartens, primary schools and junior high schools in the village. The children have to go to Tin Shui Wai to go to school, which is a long way. If Mr. Luo can help the village
All the villagers of Wenshan Village will be grateful to build a junior high school and primary school."
Hearing this, Luo Yaoguo frowned.
At this time, Lin Xiaoguang said casually: "Four hundred children, thirty or forty people in one classroom, that's ten classrooms, one classroom is seven hundred square feet, ten classrooms are seven thousand square feet, if it's a little more, we should be able to win three hundred thousand."
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"Coupled with the Hong Kong government's support funds and part of the village's fundraising, 100,000 should be able to solve the problem, leaving 200,000 left."
He said this not only to Luo Yaoguo, but also to Wen Zhaoxi.
After finishing speaking, he added: "But a school cannot just have classrooms and no teachers. To maintain the operation of a school, there are many things needed. The most important question is, when we repair the school, should we return it to the village or to Hong Kong?"
The government, or our company? Who will run the school? Or, whoever pays more will run it?"
Luo Yaoguo didn't speak, and neither did Wen Zhaoxi. They were both thinking.
At this time, Wen Yongen, who had been listening, said: "How about privatizing the school and establishing a joint-stock company. Whoever pays more and holds more shares will have a say."