Buying a Siheyuan
One day, Lei Dongbao brought back an old metal pipe. Song Yunping could not help but ask curiously,
"Dong Bao, every day you go out and come back with some waste. You can't even stuff it under the bed!”
Lei Dongbao smiled mysteriously." These are not junk. They are antiques. They will be very valuable in the future!"”
"These old and broken things are still valuable?" Song Yunping asked in confusion. If it was really valuable, would they be willing to sell it to you?”
"They don't know what's good for them, and they're short of money. I only needed to spend a dozen more yuan at the junkyard to get them. In the future, these things might sell for hundreds of thousands or even millions!”Lei Dongbao said excitedly.
"Is it that exaggerated? Who would collect these old objects for no reason? Now that we can't even put vases and copper pots in our house, you'd better bring less back in the future.”Song Yunping did not blame Lei Dongbao for spending money, but the space in the rented house was too small.
Lei Dongbao thought for a moment and said,"Yes!" Pingping, you're right."
Song Yunping thought that he had promised not to bring junk back.
However, Dong Bao paused and said,""We should buy a bigger house!”
"You really don't understand what I'm saying?" Song Yunping laughed in anger. Now that we've finally earned some money, we should take the money home to build a house. 100,000 yuan can build a three-story building!”
Dong Bao put his hands on Pingping's shoulders and said gently,""Pingping, since we are earning money in Beijing, we definitely have to settle down here. How can Little Lei's family compare to the capital? The property prices in the capital will definitely rise in the future.”
"How do you know? The longer one lived in the house, the older it would get. It was hard to say if they could sell it at that time.”Song Yunping said. Although she graduated from high school, her limited vision made it impossible for her to accurately predict the future.
Just like most people at that time, they didn't dare to do business, buy a house, or try anything new. They were afraid of being associated with capitalists.
Lei Dongbao jumped out of his limitations. He was a person who had seen the future, so everything he did was well-thought-out. He said to Pingping,
"Pingping, believe me. We can use all our savings to buy a courtyard house. It has a big courtyard and many rooms. We can also bring Dad, Mom, and Xiaohui to Beijing!”
Song Yunping thought that Lei Dongbao only wanted to buy an ordinary house that cost tens of thousands of yuan. Who knew that he actually wanted to buy a courtyard house? She said anxiously,
"Siheyuan is so expensive. It's not easy for us to earn some money, so I can't bear to part with it.”
Lei Dongbao smiled and quickly hugged Song Yunping."
"My silly Pingping, our clothing store earns quite a bit every month. Don't worry, we won't starve to death. If we buy a house, we must buy a big one. In the future, our family will live together. Isn't that great?”
Song Yunping thought about it and pouted."You earned the money anyway. I'll agree to spend it however you want. Besides, I'll be very happy if we can live together.”
Lei Dongbao kissed Song Yunping's forehead and said,""This is my good wife. Believe in your husband. He will definitely let our family live a good life in the future!”
The next day, the couple brought 500,000 yuan to Zhengyangmen Street, where the courtyard houses were concentrated. They asked one by one if anyone was willing to sell their courtyard houses.
As they walked around, everyone said," Not for sale." No one was willing to say more.
It turned out that the current policy was very strict. Private property transactions were not allowed. Generally, when buying and selling a house, one had to sign a private contract with a trusted acquaintance.
Lei Dongbao and his wife were from Beijing, so naturally, everyone didn't trust them. Therefore, the result of their inquiry was that they were not selling.”
In order to solve this problem, Lei Dongbao specially bought a carton of good cigarettes and a box of good tea. He went to Director Yang's home in the street office of Zhengyang Street.
Director Yang was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He knew what was going on in the neighbors 'houses on Zhengyang Street. As for which house wanted to sell, he knew it in his heart. However, due to policy issues, he would not say it out loud.
Seeing Lei Dongbao and his wife enter the house with good gifts, he politely invited them to sit down and drink tea.
"If the two of you have any questions, feel free to ask me. I still know a little about this street.”Director Yang smiled like a bureaucrat.
"Director Yang, we came to Beijing from other places to do business. We want to buy a courtyard on your street to live in, but my wife and I are both foreigners.”Lei Dongbao went straight to the point.
Director Yang poured a cup of tea for Lei Dongbao and said with a smile,
"The higher-ups have regulations that prohibit private property transactions. However, the country's focus is now on the market economy. The higher-ups also turn a blind eye to the private property transactions of the common people.
"There are also many foreigners who come to Beijing to buy houses. It turns out that there's a leader from Country Ying who also bought a house in Beijing.”
When Lei Dongbao heard Director Yang's words, he knew that there was a chance. He quickly said,
"That's why we came to consult Director Yang today. Can we trouble Director Yang to help us buy a courtyard house on Zhengyang Street?”
After a moment of silence, Director Yang said awkwardly,"That's not impossible. It's just that there's a certain risk in helping you build a bridge. You understand, right?"
"Understood!" Lei Dongbao hurriedly nodded. "If Director Yang is willing to help us so much, we definitely won't let him do it for nothing. My wife and I have discussed it. When we buy the house, we can give Director Yang a red packet to express our gratitude.”
After Lei Dongbao finished speaking, he whispered into Director Yang's ear,"Director Yang, what do you think of the three thousand yuan reward?”
Director Yang's eyes were wide open. He was shocked by the amount of the red packet. Although he had taken a lot of money, he was only from the street office after all. His power was limited. He only earned more than 500 yuan a month. It was the first time he had met someone as generous as Lei Dongbao.
3000 yuan was equivalent to half a year's salary. Director Yang agreed immediately.
"Comrade Lei, don't worry. Leave everything to me. I'll definitely find a satisfactory courtyard for you!”
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