Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 352 Chapter 353: Zhou Wenwen got married.

Time passes day by day, Qi Ba is like the beginning of chaos, and Qi Nin is about to start.

The streets are gradually becoming more vibrant.

The wind direction is clear, the situation is clear, and those who are brave are already busy.

Zhou Wenliang was not idle. He recruited people to set up a property company and bought courtyard houses and street shops all over the capital.

The housing collective system has been abolished, and all the original old house deeds have been replaced by house ownership certificates, which are private assets.

Zhou Wenliang had been staring at it for so long, waiting for this moment.

After returning to the city, there was a courtyard and a villa, and Zhou Wenliang knew the specific locations.

On Jiaodaokou South Street, he spent more than 400 yuan on a three-story western-style building facing the street, covering an area of ​​more than 8 square meters. The large yard behind the building belongs to him.

Zhou Wenliang hired people to decorate and posted recruitment information at the door. Within five minutes, someone came to inquire.

Both men and women are available. Nowadays, there are many unemployed young people and even more people cannot find a job. Recruiting people is very simple and easy.

Since there is no technical content, the physical features just look reliable.

We have recruited more than a dozen people, ten men and five women, basically all in their twenties, a young and energetic age.

Zhou Wenliang led them to clean up the back yard.

Clear away garbage and rotten bricks inside and outside the house, on roofs and floors, in flower ponds and verandas.

After two days of busy work, it finally looks pleasing to the eye.

Find someone to decorate the rest, and these dozen employees should all go out to collect the house.

Because there is a salary, although it is small, but there is also commission, so I am not afraid that they will take advantage of me.

The effect is obvious,
"Brother Zhou, these are the two houses that will be transferred tomorrow." A young man in his twenties handed two pieces of paper to Zhou Wenliang.

Zhou Wenliang looked at it and smiled with satisfaction: "Xiao Li, you did a good job, I will give you a bonus this month."

The young man was overjoyed: "Thank you, Brother Zhou, thank you, Brother Zhou. Don't worry, the remaining few courtyards can be negotiated immediately, and the ownership transfer may be possible this month."

Hearing what young man Li Mingyang said, more than a dozen employees looked envious.

This month, Li Mingyang may get more than 200 yuan.

At this time, what kind of job can earn two hundred?
There is none in this book, and even if there is, they cannot reach it.

But in Ping An Property Company, it can be done, so these people negotiate with their lives to acquire courtyard houses, villas, and shops.

Zhou Wenliang worked hard for many years and had a lot of money, but he couldn't afford such expenses. He bought more than a dozen properties a month and his savings turned into more than 30 house credits.

They are all large courtyards, with more than a dozen courtyards with three and four entrances, five large villas and western-style buildings, and the rest are small courtyards and shops.

He Yuyu worries about how he can live in so many houses every day.

"Brother Wenliang, what are you going to do? After renovating so many houses, the family has lost all their money." He Yuyu sat cross-legged on the bed, with the house books scattered around him, holding one in his hand, with a helpless expression.

Zhou Wenliang sat cross-legged across from her and said with a smile: "I'll be a renter. From now on, I can just collect the rent and lie down."

He Yuyu looked disgusted: "There are very few people renting houses now, and the rent is not high. There are so many houses. If you want to rent them out, when will you get your money back?"

Although what I said is true, the house price is cheap now. If I don’t charge it now, I will wait until later.

Zhou Wenliang knew the value of these houses in future generations. It can be said that if one of these houses was sold, his descendants would have no worries about food and drink.

It's really not possible to just sit back and have nothing. Moreover, Zhou Wenliang still wants to take over the house in the future. He must have money. Now that the money has been spent, it is still a waste.

Zhou Wenliang thought for a while and said, "In that case, let's open a store."

"Open a store?" He Yuyu blinked and looked at him without knowing why.

"Isn't the Jiaodaokou store under renovation now? It should be renovated and turned into a grand hotel. Then you can take charge."

"Me?" He Yuyu pointed at himself in confusion.

Zhou Wenliang nodded: "Yes, it's you, so that you won't be bored at home every day."

"No, I actually quite like how I am now. I cook at home every day and wait for your father-in-law to come back..." When He Yuyu was first suspended from work, he was not used to it, but it has gotten much better in the past two years.

However, the decision to open a restaurant is made and it is also the simplest.

The one that brings in the money the fastest, once you open it, you won’t have to worry about not having any customers.

At this time, there is gold everywhere, and you can make a fortune in anything you do.

The one at Jiaodaokou was converted into a restaurant, and only one floor was used. It was a restaurant after all, and it was enough to hire two skilled cooks to make some simple home-cooked meals.

He Yuyu mentioned that he asked Shazhu to come and help him when he had nothing to do, but Zhou Wenliang refused without even thinking about it. Doing business, especially talking about money, hurts feelings.

In the end, it’s so messy that you might as well pay someone to do it yourself.

When it opened, firecrackers were blasting and gongs and drums were noisy. It was considered a low-key opening.

Because Zhou Wenliang had a strong relationship, there was no reason to look for trouble. Instead, a lot of people came to congratulate the senior officials. One after another, their former subordinates stopped at the door.

What I am eating now is this bowl of rice, but I don’t want to be a second-rate dealer and open a restaurant to make some money quickly.

Ever since Yu Haitang found out that he had opened a restaurant, she had seen so many guests coming to eat every day. She calculated an account and found that one day's profit was more than her year's salary, which made Yu Haitang's jaw drop.

"Zhuzi, why don't you resign and follow Wen Liang?" Yu Haitang said while eating.

Silly Zhu put down his wine glass and sighed: "Don't let it go. It's risky to go there now. I don't know how long they can stay open. Don't get arrested and the store will be closed down."

What he said is true. For those who have formal jobs, no one quits to go to the private sector unless absolutely necessary.

Resigning is equivalent to losing your iron job. The concept of a lifelong iron job is not deeply ingrained. No matter how much private owners give you and how much you earn, you won't go anywhere.

"We are not short of money. I often go to attend weddings and weddings, and I earn dozens of dollars a day. Don't be jealous of them."

Yu Haitang thought for a while, hesitated, and then looked at the form.

Because of Zhou Wenliang's relationship, Zhou Wenwen was transferred to Beijing TV two years ago. At that time, the TV station was reformed and its name was changed to cctv. Zhou Wenwen became the deputy director of the Art Center and the deputy director of the reporter department.

Diplomatic relations were established shortly, Zhou Wenwen became a member of the interview team, and went along with it. In eight days, she witnessed history.

After returning, Zhou Wenwen was very excited. She introduced what she saw and heard. Zhou's mother was happy that her daughter could go out with the leader, but she was worried about her marriage.

It's not that no one wants to marry into the Zhou family, but Zhou Wenwen doesn't like it and has been delaying it until now. The 33-year-old girl is still not married, and Zhou's mother is worried.

"I'm going out this time. How are things going for you?" Zhou Wenliang looked at his excited sister.

"Hey, it's a pity that I didn't go around. I was too busy at the time to go out." Zhou Wenwen is still such a beautiful sister. Time has not left any trace on her body, but her temperament has become stronger, intellectual and elegant.

“Don’t worry, I’ll think about it a lot later.

Don't change the subject. When will you and Wang Yuan get married? "

Although Zhou Wenwen didn't want to get married, she knew that her family was worried. Wang Yuan had been waiting for him for so many years, and it was time for him to give an explanation.

Zhou Wenwen met Wang Yuan when she first worked at the daily newspaper. After the two met, they gradually developed feelings, especially Wang Yuan who was infatuated with her.

Zhou Wenwen has a good impression of Wang Yuan, but her good impression has not reached the point of marriage.

Now that the dream has come true, the family is in a hurry and Wang Yuan is the only one looking for marriage with someone they know each other well.

The Wang family also has a prominent family background and good conditions. The eldest son is stunned that he cannot get married, which makes him very anxious.

But Wang Yuan, a kid who was desperate, only looked at Zhou Wenwen.

It would be fine if the two of them got married early. At that time, the Zhou family was barely a match and they recognized each other by pinching their noses, but this girl kept delaying. Now that they heard that they were going to get married, the Wang family was both happy and dissatisfied.

For Zhou Wenwen's wedding, Zhou Wenliang accompanied her to two courtyards, which had more courtyards than anything else.

The wedding day was a grand one, and many people came to cheer for it. In the excitement, my sister also got married.

Zhou Wenliang breathed a sigh of relief, and Wu Mei felt light. This was probably how he felt.

Feeling empty inside again, just like my old father, I gave away the flowerpot in my hand.

(End of this chapter)