The years of red flags

Chapter 1283: Making Rice

"A few years before I retired, I didn't have much serious work. A lot of new people came to the unit, and I was responsible for taking care of them. So I had more free time, and I thought about renting a house every day."

"You're not doing your job properly." Jiang Hua pointed at Xie Ala and said with a smile, "However, you have thought it through. As a charterer, you actually started market research and precise positioning."

"What business you are doing now, you must not analyze it carefully. When you do business, there are subordinates of the company to help you do market research, and there are think tanks to help you make suggestions. As for me, I can only rely on the collective efforts of the people in our circle. You don't have to Don’t underestimate the people in our circle. No matter where you want to rent or find a house in this magical city, you will be satisfied within a day.”

Xie Ala patted Jiang Hua on the shoulder: "I forgot that you are a rich man. How can you take an ordinary house in your eyes? You have to want a mansion."

Xie Ala pointed in the direction with a book: "Over there, it is said that a new property will be launched in the second half of this year. What is the name of the real estate company in Xiangjiang? Tomson? It makes villas. According to people in our circle, the opening price may be more than ten If it’s flat, it fits your identity.”

"Crazy, can you become an immortal if you live in such an expensive house?" Jiang Hua said jokingly: "And I don't like this kind of house either. I have a villa in the Asian Games Village. Until now, I have basically never lived in it. , don’t like the atmosphere and design.”

"Can't you live in a mansion? There is still a gap in life between you and me. I'm still thinking about getting a Tomson villa to show off." Xie Ala said with a smile: "If we really have a Tomson villa, , my son’s marriage will probably not be a problem.”

"You devils are so picky when it comes to marriage, and even the landlord looks down on you. You have a lot of houses in your hands, conservatively estimated to be hundreds of millions."

"We don't have any problems, the problem is my son is lame." Xie Ala said angrily, "He has never looked like me or his mother since he was a child. He is extremely introverted and taciturn. How many girls can I introduce to him? Every one he dates breaks down."

"Your son has become a middle-level leader of a foreign company. How did he achieve such a character?"

"That's the problem." Xie Ala also said in confusion: "If he goes out to discuss business, he can still talk to others, but if it's really with his own family, there will be nothing to talk about. As for falling in love, that's even more... Without saying a word, I was already curious about what kind of character this was.”

"How about seeing a psychiatrist."

Xie Ala was stunned for a moment: "Is this doctor useful?"

"It's a good thing that you are still from Shanghai, but you claim to be ahead of the curve in fashion." Jiang Hua smiled: "This kind of doctor specializes in mental state."

"Isn't that a psychiatrist? If I go to such a department, will I be regarded as a mental illness?"

Jiang Hua looked at Xie Ala with speechless eyes. He nodded: "Okay, you are well-informed. If you say it is useful, it must be useful. Take my son to see it tomorrow."

"Should you take him? Can't you let him go by himself?"

Xie Ala shook his head: "Aren't I afraid that my son will think that I am mentally ill and escape from reality?"

"Young people are more open-minded and receptive than you. Do you think he is an old man like you?" Jiang Hua shook his head: "Maybe he is also troubled now, but he just can't find a solution."

In 2005, society was open to openness and conservative to conservative. The role of a psychiatrist was really rare. Not many people were interested in it. Most of them were on the screen. I have seen it, and the most beautiful one is Li Xin'er.

"Forget about our little brat, where are your children? How are they doing now?"

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "It's good. The eldest son took the college entrance examination this year and said he wants to go to the Naval Academy. The second son is at the age when people hate dogs. Three beatings a day are not too much."

"The Naval Academy is so ambitious. Oh, no, your eldest son is a girl." Xie Ala asked curiously: "How can you be willing to let a girl go to the navy?"

"What's the point of not being willing to part with it? Many children who grow flowers have great ambitions. They don't like red makeup but love armed weapons." Jiang Hua said with high spirits: "My girl can have such an ambition. As a father, I am very proud. Maybe one day in the future, I The girl can become our country’s aircraft carrier commander.”

"It's crazy. How can our country have an aircraft carrier?" "There is one, and there will be more and more in the future. It is best to have one in each province."

Xie Ala was surprised and asked curiously: "How do you know there is one? Do you know any inside information?"

Jiang Hua nodded: "But I can't say it."

"You can't say it if you can't, but why am I so happy?" Xie Ala slapped her thigh: "Why do you think I quit smoking?"

"You are a cruel person. You can even quit smoking. What else can't you do?"

"Get lost."

At Xie Ala's request, Jiang Hua stayed at Xie Ala's house at night. In the evening, the two chatted, played chess, drank tea, and recalled the time when they were studying thirty years ago.

Early the next morning, Jiang Hua woke up in Xie Ala's large flat floor of more than 200 square meters, and Xie Ala was busy in the kitchen alone.

"Sister-in-law?"

Xie Ala smiled and said: "I went dancing. Every morning I danced ballroom dancing with the old ladies in the community."

"Why don't you go?"

"I'm going, who will prepare breakfast for you?" , fried dough sticks, and fried steamed buns, it’s quite filling. ”

"I'm not picking on you. I'll eat whatever you do."

Xie Ala smiled and said: "After eating, I will take you to your mansion today. I am greedy when I look at it."

After breakfast, Xie Ala took a taxi outside the community, and the two took a taxi to the mansion.

"You said you are so rich, why don't you buy a car?"

"Oh, the road is so jammed during rush hour that I can't move. If I buy a car, wouldn't that make me uncomfortable?"

"Isn't it inconvenient for you to travel?"

"I bought a Mercedes-Benz for my son. If he needs to use the car, I just give him a call and he will come back. I bought the car. Isn't he happy to ask him to be my driver?"

The taxi driver glanced at Xie Ala in the rearview mirror. He suspected that Xie Ala was mocking him, taking advantage of him, and playing ethical games.

At the same time, there was a deep contempt in his eyes. This guy's bragging was too old-fashioned. You can buy a Daben, so why do you still need to take a taxi?

Xie Ala casually reported a place name, and the driver despised it even more: the old city.

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