Return To 1977 Chapter 442: Old shop

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Hong Yanwu was 100% relieved to hand over the house in the old house to Mr. Shan.

But later on, there was an unexpected twist in the old shop.

That was the sales manager of the "Beijing Hongqi Factory", crying and clamoring to re-rent the Hong family's old shop.

I'm sorry to say that after they moved out in a hurry, they never found a suitable business place. After wandering around for a while, I had to find it again.

To be honest, Hong Yanwu didn't want to rent the house to them at all.

Yes! He claimed to his family that he wanted to rent out two old shops and use the rent to repair the house. But that was just a cover to reassure the family.

Oh, could it be that just for the rent of several thousand yuan a year, he really went to the housing management office to register?

The same thing applies to him. He has an income of tens of thousands a month, but he still thinks about how to spend it every day. Does he still care about that little money? Why should he look for peas in the quail's crop or the fat in the mosquito's belly?

On the contrary, if he is greedy for small profits, even if he pays taxes legally, in the eyes of others in this era, it will undoubtedly become a new crime of "getting something for nothing".

Although no one will hold any more "criticism meetings" over this, it is always inevitable that "a big tree attracts wind".

If nothing else, someone must be suffering from "pink eye", right? If a bunch of people have nothing to eat every day and arrange their own family affairs arbitrarily, it will be awkward for everyone.

What's more, those who spend money to rent shophouses are also public units. If there is any conflict between the owner and the lessee, it could easily become the owner's fault.

Also, as the saying goes, "It's easy to invite gods, but hard to send them away." He would like to reopen his old shop in the future to give his father some comfort. It would be troublesome if people refused to leave at that time.

So, why bother? Hong Yanwu simply planned to spend his own money to repair the house, and had no intention of renting it out.

However, despite this, the "Beijing Hongqi Factory" can be found back this time, not without relying on it. Hong Yanwu really couldn't help but give this face.

Why?

Because Hong Yanwu's sister-in-law is a female worker in the printing and dyeing workshop of "Beijing Hongqi Factory". The sales department manager found out about this relationship from somewhere. He consulted with the factory leaders and together they came forward to entrust Xu Manli to give the family some relief.

Don’t you understand what this means?

So Hong Yanzheng explained the situation. Hong Yanwu did not put his eldest brother and sister-in-law in any embarrassment, and quickly went to the housing management office with the manager of the sales department of Hongqi Factory to go through the procedures.

Even in a good manner, in full compliance with national policies, at a lower price than before, one dollar per square meter, the old "Yanmei Zhai" store originally rented by the "Hongqi Factory Sales Department" was handed over to them again.

This made both the leaders of Hongqi Factory and the sales department manager look bad.

You must know that when the "Beijing Hongqi Factory" was established after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was the merger of several dyeing workshops run by Shanxi businessmen.

In fact, in this factory, most of the factory directors and employees are from the poorest places in Shanxi. Xu Manli was able to hire people to work in the factory because of her family's native place in Shanxi.

Those "Old Westerners" are used to living a hard life.

Whether it’s your own or the government’s, you really treat money as money. It’s rare to see fine grains in the factory cafeteria, and even stir-fry dishes are rare. It’s the same as back home, all kinds of multigrain pasta, spicy peppers, mature vinegar, and pickled water vegetables. .

That must be because he felt that he was taking a huge advantage and picked up gold ingots.

However, the Hong family did not suffer too much. The shrewd Hong Yanwu did not forget to provide additional conditions in exchange.

One is that he requires both parties to register and sign at the housing management office, agreeing that the house can only be rented for a limited number of years. The Hong family will definitely take it back in about six or seven years. When the time comes to vacate the house, don't be reluctant to move out.

The second is that he made it clear that his sister-in-law's treatment in the factory had to be changed, and she could no longer endure hardships in the printing and dyeing workshop. Their family used to be in the "Black Category 5", so that's okay, but now it's different. It's time to make adjustments.

So Xu Manli was transferred to the design room by the factory leaders to sit in the office. The future work will be dedicated to the matching of ingredients in the printing and dyeing workshop.

That is certainly much easier than choking, being smoked, moving and transporting goods in the workshop. Just before starting the machine for printing and dyeing, just set the dye ratio according to the drawing requirements.

Although it is occasionally necessary to go to the workshop for supervision, "toxic operations" have not been completely eliminated. But there is nothing that can be done about it. After all, Xu Manli has been in the printing and dyeing workshop since she entered the factory as an apprentice, and she doesn't know other jobs.

Anyway, this incident made Hongqi Factory very happy in the end. Xu Manli was quite contented, her eldest brother was quite satisfied, and her parents felt more at ease about repairing the house. So hello, hello, hello, everyone, Hong Yanwu just pinched his nose and recognized it.

However, another old shop, "Yanmei Building", Hong Yanwu was not willing to rent it out easily no matter what. He wanted to keep it for his own use.

It was a small courtyard formed by three small buildings, covering an area of ​​400 square meters.

When he originally rented the sports goods company, the first floor was used as a counter, while the north side of the second floor was used as an office area. The west building and the east building are both inventory warehouses. The space is not only very practical, but also has no fire hazards.

There is a street right outside the courtyard, which is convenient for carrying things. Once the courtyard door is closed, no one can see what's inside. Household items are perfect for enlarging items.

With it, Hong Yanwu has the conditions to do something he has been thinking about for a long time - collect hardwood furniture!

Where to collect it?

It is still the entrustment shop of Que Trust Bank.

To say that trust stores are really good places these days. Not only are there many treasures, but they are also organized into categories for you in a very professional way.

At least there is such a trust store east of Caishikou in Xuanwu District. The one hundred and ten square meters inside are almost entirely filled with old-fashioned furniture. What old tables, old chairs, old cabinets, old dressing tables.

These things were not transferred by the owner at a low price during the "Four Olds" period. They were "copied materials" that were actively sent to trust stores by various "revolutionary organizations" at that time in exchange for "revolutionary funds."

In addition, there is also the trust company itself, which has been purchasing from other places for a long time, tapping the potential of government agencies and groups, and purchasing disposal items from overseas Chinese and embassies.

Of course, among the furniture for sale, there are some writing desks, large wardrobes, double beds and so on.

However, such "simple" furniture not only conforms to contemporary people's aesthetics, but also saves space and is affordable, so it can be bought by customers quickly.

Relatively speaking, gorgeous old-fashioned furniture takes up less space, because most of it is made of hardwood, and the price is higher.

In the social environment that called for "diligence and frugality" at that time, it was naturally regarded as a "flashy and outdated thing".

This view is actually very common. Even Hong Yanzheng, a carpenter with a good master, honestly doesn’t pay much attention to classical furniture.

So it was very appropriate for Hong Yanwu to come to the trust bank's store to buy furniture. Just buy hardwood ones. That's not picking up the bottom at all, but a blatant bargain hunting.

For example, on the day he came to Caishikou Trust Store to buy furniture, when he brought Chen Liquan in, there was an old man staring at the store.

The old man's hair is half white. Sitting on the armchair covered with gray cloth, smoking the "cannon" he rolled himself, you ignored him and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

In addition, the furniture was piled up randomly and covered with dust. One look at the posture and knew that this was a cold yamen.

Hong Yanwu turned around twice, pointed to a two-meter-long chicken wing wood altar table, and asked.

"Uncle, how much does this thing cost?"

"Sixty-five!" The old man said slowly, without even raising his eyelids.

Two minutes later, Hong Yanwu pointed at a step-bed maza that looked like a huanghuali. "What about this?"

"Eight and five dollars!" The old man sounded a little impatient.

Hong Yanwu then made eye contact with the two rosewood hanging lamps and chairs. "Uncle, how much does this pair of chairs cost?"

The old man couldn't help but look at him several times, and finally answered in a rather dissatisfied tone. "One hundred and one!"

But Hong Yanwu seemed ignorant of human affairs. Before he finished speaking, he pointed to a set of dismantled canopy beds and asked.

"Is this a complete set? Are there any missing items? What's the price?"

The old man was so anxious now that he almost jumped up. "Hey, kid, why don't you just play cymbals with me for fun? I'm asking here and there, do you want to buy me?"

Hong Yanwu looked innocent. "Buy, buy. I wanted to buy all these things just now, but the price is too expensive. We have to discuss..."

The old man was overjoyed when he heard this. "You still want to buy it? You are not old, and your tone is not small. I am not confused about you, you really want it, do you see..."

With that said, the old man opened the drawer and took out a notebook. "The public purchase price is all on this. How about I sell it to you for five yuan for large items and two yuan for small items? It's cheap enough..."

After saying that, the old man took a leisurely sip of tea and glanced at Hong Yanwu, as if he was sure that he couldn't afford it.

Because in the old man's opinion, although no one recognizes these things now, they can't be sold at a high price, but together they cost several hundred. Especially the canopy bed, the purchase price is only 200 yuan. Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were young and could not have the financial resources or the knowledge.

Hong Yanwu came here to buy something, and of course he didn’t want to be angry. Hearing this, he immediately laughed and handed over a cigarette.

"Uncle, don't say that. I don't mean to be angry with you... The price you gave is good. But if we really do this, then you won't be able to explain to me. I feel really sorry..."

Hong Yanwu said good things. But the information is really asymmetric. Coupled with preconceived stereotypes, this is enough to create ambiguous understandings.

Nothing else. To the old man, these words sounded like they were deliberately irritating and clearly a challenge!

You must know that Beijing people do have the characteristics of Beijing people. Although most people in the capital are good at being tolerant, the most annoying thing is when someone acts arrogant and arrogant in front of others.

Don't say that just throwing a brick at this land boundary can hit the two directors. Just rely on the sense of pride that the household registration system brings to the people of the capital. Now even a rag collector under the Imperial City dares to say "Master" to you?

Yes, we are not leaders, but we have seen officials of all sizes. What’s there! After you leave your yamen door, who will **** on you?

So the old man took the cigarette. But after hearing this, the cigarette fell on the table again. On the contrary, Hengheng immediately opened the account book angrily.

While turning over and over, I muttered in my mouth.

"Boy! Don't try to play tricks on me and just pick up cheap talk. There's no way... I'm telling you, don't play with me like this! You uncle, I keep my word. Son... look at it, the canopy bed is one hundred and eighty-three, the altar table... forty-six, the pair of chairs seventy-two... the mat is four and a half yuan, the total is... a total of three hundred and five three yuan, quick. Damn it, please pay for it..."

Now Hong Yanwu had no choice but to give Chen Liquan a wink, and asked Quanzi to take out a wad of "Great Unity" from his arms amidst the old man's urging.

Hey, I really want to buy it!

The old man was dumbfounded now. That face is wonderful. It was as if he had been hit by something evil, and he couldn't even turn his eyes.

But how can he not rely on others? It was his own fault. It’s unreasonable!

Thinking about it again, hey, regretting is not an option! Just after saying the harsh words, this is equivalent to slapping yourself in front of the two young people! You guys can't lose this face, so you might as well take it!

So I had to grit my teeth, look cold and write out the ticket.

Unexpectedly, Hong Yanwu said it again at this time.

"Uncle, thank you. But I also want to buy something. Do you think you should use a pen to write it down for me, or use a ledger to mark it? Please come over here and see clearly. I want that There are two tables on the side, and all the screens, folding screens, and hanging screens. There are two Arhat beds, right? I want them too! You have everything here, hehe! There are also high chairs, rose chairs, square tables, round tables, square stools, bright cabinets, and antique shelves. I have them all too..."

Seeing Hong Yanwu pointing east and west, Chen Liquan next to him actually took out two more wads of RMB.

Suddenly, the old man felt that his chest was so tight, his heartbeat accelerated, and there was a sudden pain, and he fell softly on the chair.

This time not only my ears were ringing, but my eyes were also blurred.

Later, he felt nothing at all. He only heard Hong Yanwu yelling anxiously.

"Uncle! What's wrong with you ... You ... are you being angry, or scared? Don't do, let's talk about it just now, it's not counted. How much is the price? How much! You have the final say...Don't scare me! Open your eyes! Ouch, you are really my uncle...Quanzi, spit on him!"