Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Lin Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then said softly:

"I need a bigger desk in my room, I need to draw."

"No problem, the desk can be custom-made, the size will be according to your needs."

Designer Liu listened and took notes, while his female assistant quickly typed and organized the notes.

Although Yang Jianguo and Yang Jianmin are not talkative, they will offer their opinions at crucial moments:

"The stair railing must be sturdy and not wobble."

"The windows need to be sealed tightly; it's very windy in the provincial capital in winter."

The entire discussion lasted three hours.

By the end, Designer Liu's notebook was filled with two pages of dense notes.

"Everyone, I've written down all the requests you've raised today." He closed his notebook.

"I'll go back and revise the plan, and the final version will be out in a week. We'll check it again then, and if everything is okay, we can start work."

After seeing the designer off, the family was still immersed in excitement.

"Xiao Fan, this designer is good; he listens to advice," Wang Xiuying said with satisfaction.

"Yes, he remembers everything I say," Li Cuihua nodded.

Xiaoya skipped and hopped around, shouting, "My bay window! My bay window!"

Lin Xiaoyu smiled, her eyes shining.

Yang Fan looked at everyone and felt a warmth in his heart.

……

During the week the plan was adjusted, Yang Fan was also busy.

He went to Zhou Yao and asked her if she had any recommendations for reliable elevator companies.

"An elevator?" Zhou Yao slapped her thigh.

"Brother Fan, you've come to the right person! My uncle does this kind of work!"

"I'll give you his phone number. Just contact him directly, and I guarantee you the lowest price!"

Zhou Yao's uncle's surname is Zhao. He is over fifty years old and has been installing and repairing elevators for more than twenty years.

Yang Fan called him and arranged to meet at the house.

Uncle Zhao is very honest; after inspecting the elevator shaft, he said directly:

"Young man, your shaft dimensions are standard; installing a small traction elevator won't be a problem."

"I recommend a brand to you. It's a domestic brand, the quality is good, and the after-sales service is also good."

"Installation and one year of maintenance included, 180,000."

"Can you make it cheaper?" Yang Fan asked.

Uncle Zhao thought for a moment and said, "For my niece's sake, 175,000 is the lowest I can go."

"You can't get this price anywhere else; go ask around."

Yang Fan readily agreed.

The elevator deal is settled.

Next up is the construction team.

Designer Liu recommended a team he had worked with for many years. The foreman, surnamed Wang, was in his forties, dark-skinned and lean, and looked like someone who worked on construction sites year-round.

Yang Fan met with Foreman Wang and showed him the design plan.

Foreman Wang flipped through the blueprints, nodding as he looked at them:

"I'm familiar with Liu's designs, and we can easily work with his drawings."

"However, this house has four floors and is quite large, so the construction period is estimated to be three months."

"Can it be completed in three months?" Yang Fan asked.

"We can hurry, but it depends on how smoothly the material supply goes," said Foreman Wang.

"If you need to stay in a hurry, we can add more staff, but it will cost more money."

Yang Fan thought for a moment: "No need to rush, quality comes first. Three months is fine, but we must ensure the workmanship is meticulous."

"No problem," Foreman Wang patted his chest confidently. "You can rest assured about our work."

The construction team has also been selected.

……

A week later, designer Liu arrived with the final design.

This time, the renderings are more detailed, showing every floor and every room, and also indicating the materials, colors, and dimensions.

Everyone gathered around to watch, and they were all very satisfied.

"The L-shaped design of the kitchen is good; two people can cook without disturbing each other," Wang Xiuying nodded.

"The handrail in the bathroom is in a good position," Lin's mother said.

"Bay window! My bay window!" Xiaoya cheered.

Yang Fan carefully reviewed the budget sheet—the renovation and elevator costs a total of 900,000 yuan, 200,000 yuan more than he had estimated, but the details were done better.

"Okay, let's go with this plan." He made the decision.

The construction team arrived the next day.

Foreman Wang led a dozen workers to begin protection work, dismantling old structures (although there wasn't much to dismantle), and laying out the lines for positioning.

The clanging and jingling sounds rang out, and the renovation officially began.

After the renovation began, the Yang family had an extra daily activity—going for a walk to look at houses every evening after dinner.

It's a 15-minute walk from my rented house to my new house.

After dinner, the family strolled off.

People weren't allowed to enter the construction site, so they just stood outside the yard and watched.

Today they're building a wall, tomorrow they're laying the plumbing and electrical wiring, the day after tomorrow they'll install windows... there's something new every day.

Yang Jianguo and Yang Jianmin were most concerned about the quality of the project and often chatted with Foreman Wang:

"Old Wang, is this wall built straight?"

Is the waterproofing layer thick enough?

Foreman Wang was very patient: "Old Yang, don't worry, we've been doing this for many years, the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

Wang Xiuying and Li Cuihua were concerned with practical details:

"Is there enough electrical outlet in the kitchen?" "Should we add a light inside the wardrobe?"

Every time, Lin's mother would look at the elderly room on the first floor, thinking how convenient it would be for her husband to move in.

Xiaoya, the most lively of them all, directed from the window: "My bay window has to face south! I want to bask in the sun!"

Lin Xiaoyu is relatively quiet, but she observes every detail carefully, and sometimes she will quietly remind Yang Fan when she notices a problem:

"Brother, isn't that switch a bit too high?"

Although Yang Hao was busy, he would come over to check on things whenever he had a spare moment. His biggest concern was soundproofing: "Foreman Wang, have you installed soundproofing material in my room yet?"

Yang Fan was the overall commander, coordinating all parties.

Today the elevator company came to install the tracks, tomorrow the cabinet designer will come to take measurements, the day after tomorrow we need to select tile samples... He receives dozens of calls every day, but he enjoys it.

This is his home, a haven he built for his family.

A month later, the basic shape of the house was taken out.

The walls are built, the plumbing and electrical work is done, and the windows are installed.

The frame was divided into individual rooms, each with a doorway.

When the family went to see it again, they could already imagine what it would be like to live there.

"This is the living room, it's so big!" Wang Xiuying stood in the empty space on the first floor, gesturing as she spoke.

"Put the sofa here, the TV over there, the dining table over here..."

"This is the kitchen." Li Cuihua walked into the designated kitchen area.

"Put the refrigerator here, the stove here, the sink here... It'll be no problem for two people to cook together."

Lin's mother helped Lin's father slowly walk into the elderly's room on the first floor:

"Honey, look how spacious this house is. The bathroom is right next door, so you don't have to climb the stairs."

Leaning on his cane, Lin's father looked out the window at the courtyard, tears welling in his eyes: "Good...good..."

Xiaoya ran up to the third floor and found her room with the bay window:

"Brother! This is my room! I'm going to fill it with greenery!"

Lin Xiaoyu, in another room on the third floor, whispered:

"Here's a desk, here's a bookshelf, here's an easel..."

Yang Hao looked around the room on the second floor:

"The soundproofing is done, it's really quiet now."

Yang Jianguo and Yang Jianmin walked around each floor, inspecting the construction quality:

"This wall is well-built, vertical."

"The electrical wires are laid out neatly."

Yang Fan stood on the fourth floor, looking down at his busy family members, his heart filled with joy.

This is the life he wants—a family, a home, a stable and secure life.

The renovation is still ongoing, but the image of their home is already in everyone's mind.