1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 471 The so-called "warm" room

Chapter 471 The so-called "warm" room
"Buy a house just to save credit?" Xu Chenhui was dumbfounded.

That's too arrogant!
Nowadays, ordinary people have no concept of buying a house. Jiang Xian kept talking about tens of thousands, which was enough to make Xu Chenhui scared.

Besides, how can ordinary people store so many letters? They need to buy a house to store them!
For a moment, Xu Chenhui didn't know whether to complain about Jiang Xian making too much money or receiving too many letters.

In the back seat, Jiang Xian's gaze had already drifted out of the car window, looking towards Tuanjie Lake Park on the side of the road.

These two commercial houses in Tuanjie Lake basically did not cause much stir in the early 80s.

Seeing that everyone was not interested in commercial housing, the higher-ups no longer thought about the issue of commercial housing, so the next batch of commercial housing appeared in the late 80s, which was in 89.

In 89, three commercial housing projects were launched in Beijing at the same time: the 1900-square-meter Shizipo project outside Dongzhimen, the 1700-square-meter Xiluoyuan project outside Yongdingmen, and the 1600-square-meter Honglian project outside Guang'anmen.

This opening was very popular.

It took half a year to sell the house in Tuanjie Lake.

It is said that the units in these three communities were sold out in less than half a day, but most of them were not purchased by individuals, but were basically group purchases by units.

Then there is Fangzhuang, which was the first residential area in Asia at that time and also the first wealthy area in Beijing.

Theoretically, the houses in Fangzhuang are commercial housing, with Grade A ones costing 1800, Grade B ones 1500, and Grade C ones 7-800. But in reality, they are very difficult to buy and you have to find the various units that have quotas to get approval.

Everyone knows that Liu Xiaoqing lives in Fangzhuang, and it is said that she obtained special approval from the mayor for her house.

In short, within a few years, there will be no decent commercial housing in Beijing except for these two buildings in Tuanjie Lake.

Another possibility is to buy welfare housing from various units.

Nowadays, many units have their own houses.

The price is also similar. Without paying the land transfer fee, it is almost equal to the cost price, and the profit is limited.

But we are not afraid that you cannot afford it, but no one dares to approve it because the landlords don’t have any surplus grain.

No one dared to criticize.

Nowadays, we can barely make arrangements for our own employees, so where can we get extra houses to sell to outsiders?
There isn't enough space for people to live in, but they actually sell it to others to save their reputation?

If the employees in the company knew about this, the leader would be scolded to death.

So Jiang Xian felt that Tang Zhe's house was very suitable no matter how he looked at it.

With his current savings, whether it is 4 or 6, it is not a figure he cannot afford. It can even be said that the figure is not too high.

In recent years, in addition to the royalties from novel publication, Jiang Xian's main source of income is royalties after the novels are published.

As one of the country's leading best-selling authors, his income from publishing would put him among the top 1% in the country.

He can say with great confidence that many bosses who have made money in their own businesses at this time may not have more funds than him.

But he was not so arrogant as to not treat money seriously.

If it can be cheaper, who would spend extra money?

"Dad, can you help me find out if there is anyone in the suburbs of Beijing who is willing to sell their yard?" Jiang Xian retracted his gaze and said to Jiang Guoqing.

"Suburbs of Beijing?"

Jiang Guoqing was stunned for a moment. "How remote is that? Why would you buy a house there? It's all rural."

"Harmful."

Jiang Xian made up a reason quickly, "I just want to experience singing in the countryside. The pressure in the city is high, so I find some time every year to live in the countryside, relax, and collect inspiration."

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Jiang Guoqing glanced at him. No one knows a son better than his father. He was very sure that his son was lying.

However, as a father, he also understood some things. His son was very cunning and usually did not want to reveal his little calculations to others, for fear that others would influence his judgment.

Therefore, Jiang Guoqing had a high emotional intelligence and did not ask any more questions.

This is an unconditional trust between father and son.

Moreover, over the years, Jiang Xian had never made a mistake in anything he decided to do.

"Please help me find out and we will take as many as possible." Jiang Xian said.

He definitely won't live in these courtyards; he's mainly interested in the land.

The area outside Beijing is not valuable now, but in the future, the areas around the Fourth and Fifth Ring Roads will be worth a lot of money.

"How much do you want?"

Xu Chenhui was amazed when he heard this in the front.

Brother Jiang wants to be the local landlord!
Just as Jiang Xian expected, Tang Zhe contacted him again a few days later.

"Let's just take the price you mentioned." Tang Zhe looked pained.

No move.

There are too few people buying houses these days.

Firstly, most people don’t have this concept, and secondly, no one can easily pay tens of thousands of dollars these days.

And if you think about it carefully, what Jiang Xian said is quite true.

If you want money to make money, then put it in the bank!

Why do you buy a house?

Houses are for people to live in, not antiques or collectibles. Do they become more valuable the longer they are lived in?
"Really?" Jiang Xian glanced at him. "It's a deal, we both want it, so let's not force anyone."

"Ouch."

Tang Zhe got anxious when he heard this, "You said it was 40,000 at the beginning, no less!"

"Of course I keep my word."

Jiang Xian took some time to go and complete the formalities with Tang Zhe and his wife.

Tang Zhe's wife sighed repeatedly, "Why did you have to buy a house back then? How nice it would be if you could save this money in the bank?"

There is some truth to this. Since 72, the five-year deposit interest rate of domestic banks has been above 7%. By the mid-9s, this interest rate had soared to a terrifying %.

"Tell me, if we have the money to buy a house, we might as well put it in the bank for five years! In less than seven or eight years, the money can double, isn't it much better than buying a house?"

Tang Zhe's wife was so angry that she said, "If you keep this money in the bank for ten years, you can buy two houses! If you insist on buying a house, how much do you think this house will be worth in ten years?"

In another ten years, even if you spend two or three times the price, you still won’t be able to buy it, Jiang Xian muttered to himself.

Tang Zhe's daughter was not a good person either. After listening to her mother, she also started to blame her father.

"My dad is a face-conscious person."

"Why would a bus driver buy a house?"

Tang Zhe was a soft-hearted person. He felt so wronged by what his wife and daughter said, but he couldn't say anything in rebuttal. He held a cigarette in his hand, looking annoyed and painful.

Jiang Xian guessed that he probably now really felt that he had made a wrong move back then.

However, the wife and daughter who were the ones who were really making trouble and ruining their family's good life were now showing off, thinking that they were awakened women and were completely sober.

It's a magical reality.

Although they regretted it, Tang Zhe and his family were all beaming with joy when they received the 40,000 yuan.

"If we deposit this money in the bank, we'll get nearly 4,000 yuan in interest a year! That's more than our entire family's salary!" Tang Zhe's heart was burning with excitement.

"Yes." Tang Zhe's wife also smiled.

Only Tang Zhe's daughter felt anxious after hearing this.

"Dad, isn't this money for me to go abroad? How can you regret it?"

"Xiaoxiao, this is our family's savings"

"You are just blinded by money!" Tang Zhe's daughter's index finger almost poked Tang Zhe's nose, "What did they say when we signed the study abroad agency? 'Sell everything you have to let Xiaoxiao go out and see the world', why, you changed your mind now that you see a little interest?"

"How could mom and dad change their minds?"

Tang Zhe's wife said, "This house contains all your grandparents' life savings. Your father and I have also saved most of our lives. How to use this money? Don't you think about it?"

"It's not my business!"

Tang Zhe's daughter shook off her mother's hand and said, "Chen Yuting from our class went to Toronto last month. Didn't her parents sell their house? You guys, on the other hand, were all fine before, but you changed your mind once you got the money. You used my going abroad as an excuse to cheat my grandparents out of their savings."

"OK OK."

Tang Zhe said, "Since we have promised you to go abroad and have sold the house, why would we change our mind now?"

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After hearing this, Tang Zhe's daughter gradually calmed down.

"If this were my daughter, I would beat him to death." Jiang Guoqing whispered to Jiang Xian.

"Come on, let them deal with their own affairs, and we just need to get the house."

Jiang Xian was too lazy to get involved in other people's affairs, so he patiently went with his father Jiang Guoqing to complete the formalities for the family and transfer the property rights to his name.

In fact, he didn't need to show up for this matter, he could just let his father do it, but when he thought about the fact that the house was not a trivial matter, he felt it would be more prudent for him to come in person.

".Are you Comrade Jiang Xian?"

When he went to the Housing Management Office to handle the formalities, a comrade from the Housing Management Office suddenly recognized Jiang Xian.

"I know you. I've seen your speech, 'Long Live Understanding!'"

As soon as these words were spoken, Tang Zhe's family all looked towards Jiang Xian.

Long live understanding?

Oh, this thing is so famous.

"Long Live Understanding" was originally a reportage by Jiang Xian. Later, he took to the podium and told the stories he saw on the front line under the title "Long Live Understanding".

The theme report quickly swept across the country and was not only held in Haizi, but also appeared on television.

Later, because Jiang Xian had little time, he invited a soldier named Cai Chaodong to replace him as the main speaker.

Cai Chaodong was born to be a speaker.

"Long Live Understanding" continued to flourish in his hands.

After he took over, based on the original foundation, the theme report "Long Live Understanding" quickly became popular across the country. Over the years, he has made hundreds of reports in more than 20 provinces and cities, with a direct audience of nearly 100 million and over million radio and television viewers.

"Long live understanding" and "half a step ahead of heaven" have become popular phrases nowadays.

"Jiang Xian?"

"Are you the writer Jiang Xian?" Tang Zhe asked angrily.

".it's me."

There was no point in refutation at this time, Jiang Xian simply admitted it and nodded with a smile.

"Ouch."

Tang Zhe's family gasped.

No wonder I feel this man is extraordinary?
They guessed many possibilities and thought that the man might be an official, a prostitute, a self-employed person, a taxi driver, a chef, or a hairdresser.

Because these professions are the most popular and sought after at the moment, and they make money quickly.

Now the least welcomed people are scientists, teachers and doctors, who are all employed in low-paying jobs and work hard.

Therefore, there is a saying nowadays: The one who makes missiles is not as good as the one who sells tea eggs, and the one who holds a scalpel is not as good as the one who holds a razor.

"Oh, it's such an honor!" Tang Zhe took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, but he had never been willing to give it to Jiang Xian.

Tang Zhe's wife also laughed, "You are so mysterious. How come you bought our house without telling us? Can we blackmail you?"

Who knows? Jiang Xian muttered to himself.

"It's not that I want to hide it from you, I just think there's no need to talk about this."

"Can you sign an autograph for me?" Tang Zhe's daughter was excited, but now she looked calm and ladylike. "I admire you very much and love reading your novels. I have read every one of them."

"Is it?"

"real!"

"You've read my novels, so why don't you know to be considerate of your parents? My novels don't teach you to be rude or throw tantrums, do they?" Jiang Xian joked at this time.

"Well this."

Tang Zhe's daughter's face turned red with shame.

Jiang Xian didn't say anything more. After all, anyone who wanted to go abroad was like a madman. Even if he said more, it would be a waste of words.

No matter how much you talk, it won't be as effective as going to the United States and washing dishes for two days.

It took two days to complete the formalities for the house in Tuanjie Lake. Zhu Lin followed Jiang Xian to take a look. Looking at this small home of 90 square meters, she was still in a daze.

"We have one more house now?"

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" Jiang Xian asked.

Zhu Lin looked at him and said, "No, I just can't believe it. Other families are lucky to have a place to live, but we have so many houses."

For Chinese people, after thousands of years of cultural accumulation, the status of land and houses has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the Chinese people.

With a house, you have a home; with land, you have a place to live and reproduce.

Zhu Lin heard some time ago that many of her classmates who studied at the Medical University back then, now have no place to live because they cannot get housing, so they simply moved into the office of their unit with their families.

Zhu Lin couldn't even imagine such a life.

There are many actors I know, even one of Liu Xiaoqing's level, who has to perform everywhere every day to make a living.

She has never experienced these hardships.

Zhu Lin is a woman who is easily satisfied. As for her current life, whether comparing with others or judging from herself, she feels that following Jiang Xian is the best choice in her life.

She remembered in her heart how good this little man was to her and how happy he spoiled her.

"This big bedroom is our master bedroom."

"This room will be used as my study."

"This room is Nian Nian's bedroom. When she grows up, let her sleep alone."

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Jiang Xian planned this small home.

When he lowered his head, he met Zhu Lin's pair of watery almond eyes.

"You just said this is our bedroom?"

"Correct."

"What about the warming room?"

"What greenhouse?"

Before Jiang Xian could react, his wife's delicate body fell into his arms.