Mixed in 1980

Chapter 44 Not Enough Money
If I want to submit articles to other publications, I have to give an explanation to Wang Wei. After all, I have promised him not to contribute articles to other media.

If it is not properly resolved, it will offend people.

No matter which circle you are in, what matters is the ways of the world. This trait is ubiquitous in society, whether in the workplace, family life or daily social interactions.

But this is an easy matter to handle. Chen Fan plans to focus on offering large portions and filling you up, and push the problem back to Wang Wei. If you can't eat it yourself, then it's not my problem.

It’s just a short story, what should I write?
I have been busy meeting parents recently and have not planned to write anything. For a moment, Chen Fan was a little at a loss. After thinking for a long time, he decided to write an editorial first.

This editorial was conceived in advance.

Before, I thought that if the agricultural machinery factory did not give in after the two editorials "Reject Moral Kidnapping" and "Reject Ineffective Apologies" were issued, I would issue another one.

Chen Fan had assumed that if the agricultural machinery factory did not sincerely apologize, there would be a few people around, shouting:

"The agricultural machinery factory has already apologized to you, so let's just let it go."

"Little girl, you should be more generous and not hold on to a small mistake."

……

This kind of person is called: Holy Mother!

Chen Fan thought at the time that if he really ran into such a person, he would definitely have to publish another editorial titled "Don't advise others to be kind without experiencing their suffering, and please stay away from a saintly heart."

Crosstalk artist Lao Guo once said: "I hate a type of person who advises you to be magnanimous without understanding any situation. You should stay away from such people, because when they are struck by lightning, you will be implicated as well."

But, there are still many people like this!
Like moral kidnapping, it is an extremely common social phenomenon.

This way, there will be more things to write about.

However, the agricultural machinery factory was not included in the list this time. After all, he apologized in person and Xu Jinqiu had already forgiven him. The matter was over and there was no need to hold on to it.

If you really want to continue writing, you have to be careful that the other party may become desperate. There is no surveillance these days, and if you push someone into a corner, they may even stab you on the road.

Chen Fan worked until midnight before he lay down to sleep. When he woke up, he looked at his watch and saw that it was already past eight o'clock, and he had missed his morning exercise.

After washing up, Chen Fan took the money and knocked on the door next door: "Brother Bingzi, count it and see if there is any mistake."

Thirty-six hundred yuan is exactly the publishing fee.

After Chen Fan got it back, he kept it there without even removing the paper that wrapped the money.

"It's just a little past eight o'clock, why are you more anxious than me?" Li Hongbing took the money with a smile, looked it over roughly, and asked his wife to keep the money.

"Once the news gets out, people will line up to buy your house. Do you believe it? I'm just putting the money in the bag so that no one will worry about it."

There was no concept of real estate in 1980s, but people's demand for housing was very strong.

Most people cannot afford commercial housing. The 160 units launched in Beijing at the beginning of the year were priced at yuan, but they have not been sold out even after several months.

But the slum is cheap.

You don't have to buy the whole yard, just one or two rooms. Many families can squeeze together and borrow some money to buy a house.

In his previous life, when the news that Li Hongbing was going to Hong Kong spread, a group of people came to him to buy a house. In the end, Zhang Jianjun won the deal, and he was very proud for a while.

Chen Fan has been laying the groundwork for so long, just to get the house first.

Li Hongbing received the money and without wasting any time, he took the property title and various certificates and went to the Housing Management Office with Chen Fan to handle the transfer of the property.

The housing management office was far away, so the two of them took the bus there. It was in an old Soviet-style building that was left over from the period of Soviet aid construction. It was quite large.

But there are really few people who come here to do business.

Commercial housing is not selling well, few people are selling in the slums, and the Housing Management Office doesn’t have much business. There is no need to queue here, and the two of them came out soon.

Chen Fan has an extra property deed in his hand!
Now everything is completely stable. I will go back and take inventory of the valuables. As for the house itself, it is more like an accessory, not much different from a gift.

Of course, in another twenty or thirty years, the houses in the slums will also be very valuable.

When housing prices were at their highest, two houses like this one in Nanluoguxiang could be converted into duplexes and sold for millions without any problems.

The two took the bus back, and it was almost half past eleven when they arrived at Maoer Hutong.

Chen Fan went directly to the entrance of the dance troupe and waited for a while. Then Xu Jinqiu came out. The girl had tied her hair into a big ponytail today, and her broken face looked a little more fresh.

Chen Fan could never get enough of looking at this face.

He took a step forward and wanted to give her a hug, but Xu Jinqiu blushed and quickly jumped away.

There are so many people in the alley.

Holding hands is already very embarrassing. If you really want to hug in public, be careful that the aunties wearing red armbands will chase you and arrest you. You will definitely be criticized.

Chen Fan took a step forward and pinched the tip of her nose: "Wife, I have a gift for you."

When the property deed was taken out, it was actually just a piece of paper. After it was folded, you couldn't see the words inside at all. Xu Jinqiu was quite curious and thought it was a love poem or something.

Before she started dating Chen Fan, she had received many love letters, love poems, and the like, but without exception, they were all thrown into the trash.

However, the note that Chen Fan had sent before is still kept in the drawer.

Even though we haven't even met each other yet.

“Private housing title deed!”

After opening it and seeing the words inside, Xu Jinqiu was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise: "You bought a house? Where did you buy it?"

"Isn't it written on it?"

"Nanluoguxiang, Maoer Hutong, Courtyard No. 46, Backyard... Isn't this the house you live in now? And what about Brother Bingzi's house?"

"OK."

Chen Fan explained the matter of Li Hongbing going to Hong Kong: "We can be considered to have picked up a loophole."

Xu Jinqiu nodded, and then became curious: "Don't you dislike shanty towns? Why would you buy a house in a shanty town?"

"Buying a house is just a by-product. There are bigger surprises in the house. Let's go home first and I'll tell you after dinner." Chen Fan naturally held his wife's hand.

When they got home and took out the house deeds, the family was very happy, especially Guan Yuemei. She had been worried that the house was not big enough, but now it was finally over.

With two more rooms, the problem of her son's wedding room was solved, so she decided immediately. She paid for the renovation. Her daughter-in-law would no longer have to live in the dormitory, and she could get a room of her own.

Xu Jinqiu blushed, they weren't married yet.

Guan Yuemei added: "Qiu'er, go back home someday and tell your parents, and let our two families have a meal together and get you engaged first, okay?"

Xu Jinqiu's neck turned red, and she nodded like an ostrich.

After quickly finishing her meal, she walked to the backyard.

I entered the house and sat for a long time before the burning sensation on my face subsided.

Xu Jinqiu began to scan the room. As Chen Fan said, there was a bigger surprise in the room, but she didn't know what it was.

Even buying a house is done as a by-product, which is very curious.

After looking at it for a while, he still couldn't figure out what it was. Finally, he returned his gaze to the table and saw a manuscript paper: "You didn't plan to write recently, so why did you start writing again?"

"I don't have enough money, and someone just happened to ask me to write an article, so I'm thinking about making some money."

Hearing this, Xu Jinqiu’s eyes widened.

She knew Chen Fan's royalties, which were a huge sum of money: "Even if you buy a house, it shouldn't be enough, right?"

　My friends, you guys are awesome! I’ve made it to the 20th place in the new book list of the category. Thank you!

　　
　
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