Chapter 119 Selling a House
"Fuck! Brother Fang! You have a house and a car?!
Are you still the Brother Fang I know? ! "
When the jeep stopped in front of Jiaodaokou Police Station.
Wei Shengli, who had just returned from patrol, happened to see Fang Xiang getting off the car.
After some inquiries, envy from the soul was expressed.
"Stop talking so much nonsense, introduce me to someone who knows how to renovate a house.
I have to renovate this yard."
Fang wanted to pretend to be a basic and silly person who deserved a beating.
"Okay! No problem!
But before that, do you want to express your opinion?"
Wei Shengli was so angry that he sat in the jeep and touched here and there.
I am so envious.
But he doesn't know how to drive, so he naturally wouldn't ask me to try it.
Instead, he chose to have a big meal.
"Hey, it's just a meal! I'll treat you to a meal until you puke!
But you have to take the renovation of the house seriously.
This will be our base from now on, so we can’t be careless.”
Fang Xiang didn't mind at all that Wei Shengli was clearly trying to kill him.
"Can I live here too? Is that true?"
Wei Shengli squinted his eyes, with an expression that clearly said, "I'm not well-educated, so don't lie to me."
"Before I get married, you can live wherever you want! Choose a room of your own choice besides the main room."
Fang Xiang was not at all ambiguous. It was his own brother, so what was a big deal for him to come and live at home?
"Okay, I'll move there tonight."
Wei Shengli immediately smiled.
"Please go and find out for me, I'm worried.
I won’t talk to you anymore. I’m going to the courtyard to pack my things.”
Fang Xiang patted his shoulder and left in the envious eyes of Wei Shengli.
After a while, the car stopped at the gate of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.
"Hey, Xiao Fang, what are you doing?"
As soon as I parked the car, I ran into an old lady who was coming back from buying groceries.
"I'm moving, so I'll come back to pack my things."
Fang Xiang looked up and explained with a smile.
"Moving? Where to? Aren't you still in school? Why is the holiday coming up so soon?"
The old lady looked at Fang Xiang in shock as he got off the jeep.
My head is full of question marks.
"Well, I bought a house and I'm going to move out."
Fang didn't want to explain any more, so he replied and went into the yard.
I took out the key, opened the door, and a musty smell rushed into my nose.
I haven't been back since the Chinese New Year.
It's been uninhabited for several months, so it's covered with dust.
But Fang Xiang was too lazy to clean.
I just packed some things that I still needed with bed sheets.
Before I finished cleaning up, three aunts came in.
"Xiao Fang, I heard that the jeep at the door is yours?"
The third aunt looked doubtful and said.
“Yes, it was allocated by the state.”
Fang Xiang turned his head, replied, and continued to clean up.
"Then the state has also allocated you a new house? Where is it?
Aren’t you still in college? Why are you assigned a job?"
The third aunt is just like the first aunt, asking a series of questions like a machine gun.
"I bought it. It's more comfortable than here."
Fang Xiang would never reveal so much.
"Bought it? How big is it? Is it far away? Will you come back in the future?"
The three aunts were like curious babies at this time, asking another series of questions.
“I’m not coming back, and I’m planning to sell this house.
Auntie, why don't you talk to Uncle Three and ask him to buy my house?
Isn't your family's living situation quite tight? I won't ask for a high price.
According to the market price, two rooms, 400 yuan, what do you think? "
Fang Xiang didn't want to pay attention to the three aunts, but suddenly he remembered.
Now that we have moved out, this house is naturally useless.
It’s not a good idea to leave it empty, so I might as well sell it.
It just so happens that the third uncle’s family is short of a house.
"What a coincidence! Jie Cheng had just been allocated the back house in the front yard.
Things at home are not as tense as before.
But if you want to sell the house, I can ask your uncle.
It's just 400 yuan, which is too much, can it be cheaper?"
The third aunt is indeed the third aunt, and she is just as bad as the third uncle.
Whenever you encounter money matters, you always have to be careful.
"Just four hundred, no negotiation.
This is the price we paid because we have been neighbors for decades.
I have the house deed, if it were an outsider.
At least I can sell it for a few dozen dollars more.
If you don’t want it, I will go directly to the street office to report it.”
Fang Xiang would never give the third aunt a chance to take advantage of him.
Rejected her directly.
"Okay, then Xiao Fang, don't be in such a hurry to leave.
I'll ask your uncle tonight."
The three aunts were obviously tempted, but buying a house is such a big deal.
She certainly couldn't make the decision on her own, so she still had to discuss it with the third uncle.
"Okay, you guys discuss it first, I'm planning to sell this house anyway.
Whoever in our yard pays 400 yuan first will own the house.
If you are late, don't blame me."
Fang Xiang's men worked non-stop and soon finished packing up.
As for the three aunts who want to keep the house? How is it possible?
After Fang Xiang finished speaking, he carried the big package out of the door, opened the back door, and threw the package in.
Then he turned around and went back into the yard.
I also told the second aunt and the first aunt that I wanted to sell the house and the price.
It's still working hours, and there are only a few unemployed middle-aged women at home in the yard.
After chatting for a few minutes, Fang Xiang locked the door.
He turned around, got in the car and headed straight for the street office.
He just found a clerk from the street office and told him about the sale of his house and the price.
Of course, the price is set at 450 yuan, leaving some room for bargaining.
By the time I finished all this, it was almost time to get off work.
Fang wanted to drive the car directly into the Jiaodaokou Police Station and park it.
Cars are a rare commodity nowadays and cannot be parked anywhere.
There are no cameras or dashcams these days.
If it's the middle of the night, someone might come over and stab the tire with a knife, or scratch the paint, or bump into it or something.
That's a big problem.
There is no place to cry.
There is absolutely no way to find the culprit.
Therefore, it is safest to park at a police station where there are people on duty 24 hours a day and the faces of the people are familiar.
In the police station, I boasted for a while with Wei Shengli and waited until the end of the working day.
Wei Shengli rode his bicycle and took Fang Xiang to Donghuamen.
As for why not park the car in the yard of the new house?
Sorry, the gate has not been renovated yet and cars cannot enter.
So this is one of the reasons why Fang wants to renovate it in a hurry.
It seems that I won’t have to teach in the future, but will be a lecturer instead.
Plus, with a car, I can naturally go to get off work and go home on time every day.
What's more, Fang Xiang also plans to renovate a toilet and bathroom.
Now, I have gone through several versions of the plan in my mind.
After a while, the two arrived at Wangfujing.
"Donglaishun, how is it?"
In front of the Beizi Mansion, Wei Shengli pointed arrogantly at the sign in front.
From the tone of his voice, if you didn't know, you would think he was the one treating the dinner.
"It's so hot, you want to eat hot pot?"
Fang Xiang looked at the smoking copper pot in the store and frowned.
"What's wrong with hot pot? It's better than eating pickles from Liubiju, right?!"
Wei Shengli was unhappy.
"It would be fine to find some fried liver, braised pork or something like that.
A few more bottles of iced beer would be more comfortable than eating hot pot on a hot day, right? "
Fang Xiang looked around.
It was already past closing time.
Many vendors pushing small carts have already set up their stalls on the roadside.
Although private ownership is prohibited nowadays.
But almost no one cares about these mobile vendors who run small catering businesses.
You take care of it. So many people are unemployed and have no income.
Moreover, it requires human and material resources to manage it outside of working hours.
It is hard to say whether it is effective or not, if it causes dissatisfaction among the people, it will lead to complaints.
That would be a big trouble.
Therefore, we can only take laissez-faire measures temporarily.
It is precisely because of this that the night market culture has gradually formed.
Wangfujing is also gradually becoming prosperous.
