"Brother, you have money, why don't you set up a music studio?"
"Haha, don't worry, wait for my friend to come and he will do it. I hope Brother Bao can join us then!"
"That's necessary. I am a free man. Having a studio means having a home. I can't ask for it!"
"Hahaha, it's a deal!"
“It’s a deal!”
The two gave a heavy high-five, stood up together, and walked out of the private room with their arms around their shoulders.
After walking a few steps, Da Ya came back with tears in her eyes. When she saw Tie Jun, she whispered: "Brother, it's all your fault. Sister Taohua is very sad!"
"Don't worry, it won't break. There may be some miracles!"
"Just be mysterious!"
Da Ya glared at Tie Jun, smiled at San Bao, and ran backstage.
After two doses of strong medicine in one night, Tie Jun had an intuition that the peach blossoms and spring would bear fruit tonight. Whether it is good or bad, just leave it to fate!
At around 11 o'clock, Xue Lian and the others got up to leave. Tie Jun came over and followed them outside the gate.
"Where's Sister Taohua?"
Standing at the door, Xiaoman asked Tiejun.
"Oh, I'm giving Brother Da Chun a massage!"
"Brother, see you at 10 o'clock tomorrow!"
Xuelian hugged Xiaoman, raised her hand and shouted.
“See you or see you!”
"Hey, Uncle Tie, if you go to the Peace House to play, just ask Uncle Bo. I'll be singing there next month!"
Uncle Bo shouted while riding on the motorcycle, and Liu Bei sat behind and waved.
"Okay, as long as I don't leave, I will definitely go!"
"Didi!"
Xuelian honked the horn, and a car and a motorcycle quickly disappeared into the night. Tie Jun turned around, and Zhang Hai and the others also came out.
"What? You want to leave too?"
"It's too late, I haven't drunk enough. Look at Shuanzi and the others, they can't hold it anymore."
"Hey, it's the first time I drink so much, it's really scary!"
Chaihu, who was not very talkative, grinned. Tie Jun rubbed his watermelon head and said, "Go back and go to bed early. Starting tomorrow, you should be busy!"
"It's better to be busy, but I'm afraid of being idle!"
"Hehehe, you guys get in the car first, I want to tell Brother Hai something!"
Zhang Hai heard that Tie Jun was looking for him for something, so he threw the key to Zhang He and followed Tie Jun to the side.
"Brother Hai, Sanlu didn't save the money. I'm going to withdraw 300,000 in cash tomorrow. I want to buy a house in Fangzhuang. Then your younger siblings will have a place to live when they come to Beijing to work!"
"Why are you buying it? It's so expensive. My grandma's courtyard house is idle. I want to sell it but the price can't be raised. If my siblings don't dislike the bungalow, it's okay to live in it."
"Why do you want to sell it? In the future, the housing reform will all be commercial housing, and the price of courtyard houses will also increase accordingly. Even if it is demolished, it will still be worth a lot of money!"
Tie Jun regards Zhang Hai as a buddy, and he really doesn't mind revealing information about future generations to him.
“Boss, you don’t know that since you build a building in a square village, who doesn’t care about remembering the building?
It also has central heating, gas, and a public antenna. There is also a bathroom in the house, and you can also take a shower. There is no need to sweep the yard or pile briquettes.
To tell you the truth, the old lady is selling the courtyard house because she wants to buy a building in Fangzhuang. She always says that if she can sleep in the building for a day, she will have no regrets in her life!
We have heard about the housing reform you mentioned a long time ago, but everyone’s ideas are different from what you said.”
"Oh? What do they think?"
“First, housing reform is too early! It won’t be completed within ten years.
Secondly, if the housing reform is carried out, the houses must be sold as quickly as possible. By then, buildings will be built, and no one will want to live in bungalows. They will all sell houses together, so won’t they be cheaper?”
Tie Jun was stuck by Zhang Hai. Unexpectedly, the old natives of Beijing, guarding the courtyard houses with sky-high prices for future generations, had such thoughts in their minds.
Those who didn’t sell their houses will all make a profit, and those who sold their houses will still be furious in twenty or thirty years!
"Brother Hai, let me ask you, is the old lady determined to sell the courtyard house?"
"Um!"
"You just want to live in a building?"
"It's useless to think about it. Apart from state cadres, the people who live in Fangzhuang are celebrities and rich people. It's purely a wealthy area.
Let’s talk about the property fee. I heard it costs 2 yuan per square meter. Even for a 60-square-meter house, it costs 120 yuan a month and 1,440 yuan a year. Who can afford it?”
"Well, tomorrow I'll go see the old lady's courtyard first, and you can bring grandma and your parents with you.
There are two options, one is that I buy a courtyard house; the other is that I buy a three-bedroom apartment of about 100 square meters in the buyer's estate, or two two-bedroom apartments.
I will pay the property fees for ten years, so that the old lady can live in peace and quiet."
"Ah? Boss, this is so unfair, you suffer so much!"
"That's it, you go home and discuss it quickly. I'll come here early tomorrow. Let's do it. I'll be at Yonghegong at 7:30 and wait for you by the roadside!"
"Boss, you are kind to our four brothers, but I can't..."
"Okay, stop inking. Let me tell you, I am not at fault. Ten years later, you will start to regret it."
"Ten years? I regret it. The old lady may not live until then!"
"Let's go quickly, they are all waiting impatiently!"
"Okay, see you tomorrow morning!"
"Um!"
Tie Jun nodded, Zhang Hai ran a few steps and got into the car. Zhang He honked the horn, Tie Jun waved his hand, and the big bun rushed out with a buzz.
"This is a serious matter, taking advantage of your own brothers, isn't it very authentic!"
Tie Jun muttered to himself, shook his head, and walked slowly into the dance hall.
As soon as he entered the ballroom, Xiao Cui ran over and said to Tie Jun: "Brother, if you need something, call me. I'm not feeling well, so I'll go to bed first!"
"Oh, I'll be leaving soon, just keep an eye on Sister Taohua!"
"Ok, I know!"
Xiao Cui sent Tie Jun to the booth, turned around and left. Tie Jun didn't sit down, lowered his head and said to San Bao: "Brother Bao, I have to get up early tomorrow and won't drink with you for a while!"
"Well! Then go back! I've been in Taoyuan these days. If you need anything, come see me here!"
"Okay, I'll go tell Daya and the others!"
Tiejun came to the backstage, and Daya and Xiaochuan had just returned.
"Da Ya, Xiao Chuan, I have something to do tomorrow. Let's go first. You two should go back to the hospital directly after you finish your work. Don't go drink with them!"
"No, if he hadn't insisted on singing a few more songs, I would have dragged him back!"
"Look at me, how energetic I am now!"
"It's better not to be too tired!"
Tiejun patted Xiaochuan, stretched his head and shouted to Da Mao and the others who were sitting inside drinking water: "Brothers, I have something to do, so I have to leave first. I will make up for tonight's wine another day!"
"Okay, walk slowly!"
Tie Jun smiled, and Daya followed Tie Jun out.
"You go back and give me Gaha?"
"Something's wrong!"
"Is something wrong?"
Tie Jun was stunned, and Da Ya nodded, took Tie Jun's arm and walked out. Da Ya didn't speak until he was out of the gate.
"Brother, Dalin is hospitalized..."
"What?"
Tie Jun's head buzzed, Damn it, history is repeating itself.
"Don't worry, I just found out about it. I don't know why, but my right eyelid kept twitching tonight. I just called my eldest brother and asked about my family..."
"Oh, please stop being ink and say Dalin!"
"During training in the afternoon, he fell from a high platform and fractured his leg. He just had surgery and Erniu is with him!"
"No, I have to go there tomorrow!"
"I want to go too!"
"What are you going to do? Who cares about Xiaochuan?"
"I asked him and he asked me to go!"
"No, just stay still and I'll go with your sister-in-law!"
"Then give this to him."
Da Ya took out a paper bag from her arms, and Tie Jun knew it was money at a glance.
"I know you have money, this is what I want!"
"Okay, then I'll leave quickly. I have to pick up your sister-in-law. By the way, don't tell our mother and Erya about this."
"Don't worry, I won't tell you."
"Okay, I'm leaving."
Tiejun ran to the motorcycle, started it, put on his helmet, turned the accelerator, and roared away.