Chapter 10

Inside the black luxury car, the person in the co-pilot position pointed to the outside and turned to the man in the back seat and said, "Boss, this is Ping'an Village. Go out from here, and walk five minutes south to the subway entrance. Ten minutes by car, it's perfect for an apartment, just ... "

He was embarrassed: "It's just that the people here don't speak well, and the compensation requested is too high."

Ping'an Village is not a community, but the form of a tube house.

These houses were built four or fifty years ago. They were originally dormitories allocated to employees by the factory. For some historical reasons, these houses did not have property rights. Later, the factory closed and the houses became logically personal.

The location of Ping'an Village is very good. It was an industrial area a few decades ago. Later, the city developed. The factory either closed or moved out. It gradually became the most prosperous part of the city.

The location is good, but the area of ​​the land is not large. At first, not many developers valued it here. The surrounding area gradually became more and more prosperous. House prices rose two steps a day. When businessmen want to develop this area, they encounter It was the resident with the lion's mouth.

"There are several places in this place, but in the end, they didn't talk about it. Rong Hao also talked to some people a few months ago. These people asked for fifty thousand flats." The co-pilot shook his lips, as if I think this request is ridiculous: "This average house price is only 50,000. They will break the building when the wind blows. How dare you ask for this price!"

Should developers say they can't afford this price? surely not.

It's just that the businessman makes a profit and can earn a little less. It has been gradually surrounded by high-rise buildings, and the city's underground official website is being renovated. As long as it is written, it is not impossible to cut off the hydropower in this area.

As soon as hydropower stops, the survival of residents will become more difficult. When they talk about it, the initiative will be in their hands.

Most people who are watching now are thinking about this, and those on the co-pilot are no exception.

He said: "We confirmed with the municipal government that the official website will be renovated before the end of this year, or the land in Changxing Town can be changed. The boss, please ..."

The back seat didn't speak.

He looks less than thirty, with a handsome face and a clear temperament, and his slender fingers resting on the notebook keyboard little by little make the people around him unconsciously nervous.

On the screen in front of Jiang Mingyuan, a city planning map was displayed. He looked at it for a while: "On this place, don't wait. You go talk and try to move all the residents out before the end of the year."

"But the price!"

"At the average price." He looked up and said to the subordinates who did not agree: "Residents have difficulty coping, and there will be room for negotiation over the land price of the government."

Subordinates are still hesitant. That's not as much as given ...

"What's the problem?" Jiang Mingyuan looked up.

On the expressionless face, the subordinate swallowed, squeezed the voice of opposition in his heart, and shook his head: "No problem, I'll arrange it when I go back."

Jiang Mingyuan turned his head to look at the rows of pirate buildings outside, and then said to the driver, "Go back."

The driver started the car and turned around, and behind them, a blue light truck was launched at the same time.

...

Xingxing boasted this "car cart" with all the words he knew, and the employees of the moving company couldn't help it.

He closed the door, took a towel and wiped the fog on the bed, then wiped the stars and asked, "Will you grow up and drive a big car?"

The stars thought about it and said with a small face that they didn't want to.

The driver wondered, "Why? Don't you like big cars?"

"Because I have a lot of things I like, I can't do everything." The little guy was still a little afraid of being born, hiding behind Cheng Huan when he was talking, and half of his head was revealed: "Mom said to be wholehearted."

"Well, you know a lot, kid."

The stars grinned proudly.

The man asked again, "What do you want to do when you grow up?"

"I want to make money! Make a lot of money! Buy a big house for mom!" Xing Xing answered with little hesitation. He wanted to open his arms, but unfortunately the space in the car was limited, so he could only narrow down the scope: "It's so big! "

"Wow, you're amazing." The man exaggerated and turned to Cheng Huan, "Your son is really filial."

Cheng Huan smiled.

The shell of the original owner is really good-looking. It is the kind of intense beauty. The original book describes a fragment of a girl who uses beautiful colors to deceive people, saying that she is a "scorpion beauty".

Probably because of a change of soul in the body, Cheng Huan still looks very beautiful, but there is a lot of aggression in this beauty, and a soft light effect comes with a smile.

Humans are visual animals. When they see beautiful women, they want to get close. The driver was so embarrassed by Cheng Huan that he didn't speak through his brain: "Why didn't you see your husband?"

After he had finished speaking, he could not wait to slap himself.

The big thing about moving is that the man in the family didn't even reveal his face. He was either divorced from another place. If he really wants to divorce, wouldn't he ask him to poke his lungs?

He regretted it, but the people next to him didn't show signs of anger, and just smiled and said that something went out.

"That's not okay. I'll let you do it for such a big thing. It's too dissatisfied." The guy was relieved, and the door wasn't on his mouth again. He said to Cheng Huan and looked at the stars: Little friend, you have to talk to your father, no ... "

"What is this to tell the child?" Cheng Huan interrupted him.

The smile on her face disappeared, her eyes glanced at her, and she was careless, giving birth to many senses of distance.

The driver's throat was choked, and Shengsheng took the latter half of the sentence back. Even if he didn't wink, he knew that the customer next to him was unhappy.

He was very annoyed and wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but Cheng Huan turned his head and played with the stars.

Make it clear that you don't want to communicate.

Cheng Huan didn't cooperate, and the driver couldn't sing a one-man show alone. The only questions left in the carriage were stars that could never ask questions and Cheng Huan's hurried response, as if he would never lose patience.

Xing Xing was a child. After a while of excitement, he started to sleepy. The car only reached halfway, and he fell asleep on Cheng Huan.

When he arrived at his new home, Cheng Huan hugged the stars to the sofa, settled the expenses with the driver, and set about housework.

They didn't bring much luggage, just a few suitcases. Cheng Huan packed up the clothes of mother and son, put a mat on the bed, and when they were ready to put the dishes, the stars woke up.

The little guy was sitting on the sofa and hadn't fully woke up. His big round eyes narrowed into two small slits. He looked up and used that little light to search for the shadow of his mother in the room and found the person. He rolled over and crawled off the sofa with his butt.

"Mom." Xing Xing ran beside Cheng Huan, screaming sweetly as she pulled her clothes, and held her leg on her clothes, sulking her face, and after finishing this set of movements, he finally woke up completely. And volunteered to help.

"Okay, then you hand over the bowl in the box to your mother, and be careful not to break it." The family said on the Internet that this kind of family interaction helps to increase feelings, so Cheng Huan did not refuse the help of the stars.

Two fleshy little hands held a bowl and placed it on Cheng Huan's hand. When the stars saw that his mother was firmly connected, he let go of his hand. He wiped his hands on his pants and went to hold another bigger bowl. .

The cooperation between the mother and the child has reduced the efficiency a lot, the stars have less strength, and they have no strength after taking a few bowls, but the little guy is very arrogant, even if he can't move.

He handed the last spoon over, and the stars breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had accomplished any great task, his excited little face turned red.

Seeing Cheng Huan set up the spoon, he leaned over, sticky and coquettish: "Mom, I'm so tired."

"Fortunately for the stars, come and rub it for you." Cheng Huan kissed his little face, hugged his son to the sofa, turned on the TV and tuned to the children's channel, holding his flesh arm with his hand.

There is a cartoon on the children's channel that tells the story of Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming in the story has father and mother, and three good friends. This episode of Xing Xing is that Xiao Ming's father and mother took him out for a spring trip.

The stars stared at the screen for two glances, then glanced at Cheng Huan's face secretly, and then glanced at it again, and then glanced at a small face, seemingly thinking about something very serious.

The little guy's actions must not escape the sight of Cheng Huan. When he secretly watched for the fifth time, Cheng Huan also raised his face: "What happened to the stars?"

"Mom." Xing Xing crawled on Cheng Huan, stretched her hands around her neck, the little one leaned over her head and whispered in her ear, "Mom, why don't I have a father?"