The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 27.027
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800,000 a year is already a very favorable price for the shops in this location, but Cheng Huan still can't afford to rent it.
She has been doing very well during this period of time, but she has only saved one hundred thousand yuan, which is still a bit short of the transfer fee. Besides, besides the installation fee, the store decoration is also expensive.
Cheng Huan is a little bit lost, why can't he walk through it earlier? She felt sorry for a while, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry, I don't have enough money now, just..."
"That's okay, I'm not in a hurry here." The other side still smiles: "It's not too late to find me if you save enough money."
It is estimated that your contract will expire before I save enough money. Cheng Huan sighed and thanked him.
Hang up the phone, Cheng Huan's blood was gone. No matter how good the store was, it was useless. It was nothing if there was no money.
She was not in a good mood, and she didn't have the interest to go on shopping. When the star finished the cake, she took him back.
Xingxing is quite caring about the store. He is a sensible and filial child. He heard that he can be less tired after moving the store, so he asks what it is like almost every day.
Cheng Huan only said that it hadn't been done yet.
After she went back that day, she asked the agent to help and pay attention to it. The area does not need to be too large, and the location is not so good. The main point is that the rent should not exceed fifty thousand a year.
The intermediary agreed very well, but she could not find the transfer for a while, so she just asked her to wait.
This time, instead of waiting to come to the store, I waited for another news.
"What did you say?" Cheng Huan slowed down and still couldn't calm down on the news that I just learned: "Demolition?"
"Yes, Ping An Village is going to be demolished." The person on the other end of the phone said a lot of terms, and then said to her: "If you think it's OK, you can come back whenever you want. It happens that the house is going to be measured there. If you don’t like it..."
He thought about it and added: "The price given this time is very suitable. If you miss it, it may not be so good next time."
Cheng Huan responded and said that he would go back sometime.
Hang up the phone, Cheng Huan still couldn't react.
The person who just called was the street director in Ping'an Village, and said that the house over there was going to be demolished.
Ping'an Village is the house where the original owner lived. It was a factory dormitory built in the last century. It was originally assigned to the original owner's grandparents. Later, the grandparents died. They had no other relatives, and the house fell to the original owner.
Although knowing that the house belongs to the original owner in name, Cheng Huan has never made any idea about it.
First, the land in Ping’an Village is low and the price is high. It is like a well-known nail house in the city. No one seems to think that someone can remove it in a short time. Secondly, because of some special characteristics of the last century. It is stipulated that the house there has no property rights and cannot be inherited as an inheritance.
In other words, as long as the original resident dies, the house will be automatically nationalized. It has nothing to do with Cheng Huan. She has no reason to say anything if the developer demolished it directly.
Cheng Huan doesn't think that the developer is not clear about this matter. The businessmen make great profits. They can save a few million in demolition money by eliminating a family. How could anyone refuse this kind of good thing?
"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Xingxing had looked at her mother for several times, and she was still motionless. The little guy was a little worried, dropped the toy at hand, and ran to Cheng Huan carefully and asked.
Cheng Huan came back to his senses, glanced at the stars beside him, frowned and said: "There is a pie in the sky that has smashed down."
"Where is it?" Xingxing knew that the pie could be eaten. He looked around, but couldn't find it. Finally, he looked up at the sky, but still had nothing. He was a little lost and said to Cheng Huan, "Mom, I I didn't see it."
Even if Cheng Huan is in a complicated mood now, she is amused by the little guy's performance. She smiled and squeezed the little star's face: "It's not a pie."
"What is that?" The star didn't understand.
Cheng Huan snorted: "This is a description, which means a good thing. A pie in the sky means that a good thing has fallen to the head."
"Oh, that's it." The star suddenly realized, and then he didn't understand: "Why is my mother unhappy?"
"Mom is not unhappy." No one is unhappy if he is told that it will cost millions out of thin air. Cheng Huan just feels unreality and panic.
I always feel that things are going too smoothly. If you want to change the store, there are shops with such good locations and low prices. There will be news of demolition due to lack of money.
Although Cheng Huan has read novels, the original novel mainly talks about the love story of the male and female protagonist. There is not much ink on the female couples. The original protagonist just appeared at the banquet and appeared as a rich mistress. She didn't know if the original owner had encountered demolition.
Should be there... Cheng Huan thought uncertainly: Otherwise, it would not be easy to pick up a rich man as the original owner was before.
Although the rich man is short, fat and bald.
She held the star in her arms, raised her little hand and touched her mother's eyebrows.
Cheng Huan frowned when he was thinking. He used a bit of strength to smooth the folds between his eyebrows, looked at her eyes and said, "Then mom don't frown, frowning won't be pretty."
Cheng Huan smiled, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and regained his energy. She took the little hand of Xingxing and kissed him in the palm of his hand: "Well, don't frown, baby, you play here by yourself, mom will cook lunch for you."
"Mom, let's do it together!" The star followed loudly.
Since making mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xingxing has become very interested in cooking and will come to the kitchen to "help" whenever he has time.
He doesn't know anything, saying that he is helping is actually making trouble, but he feels good about himself.
Cheng Huan couldn't bear to hit his confidence, so she could only agree. She moved a low stool for Xingxing and handed him a green vegetable: "Xingxing will wash this vegetable, and the rest of the mother will come." /
"Okay!" The star turned out to be a green vegetable. The vegetable was bought from the vegetable farmer in the morning, and the vegetable grown by the farmer was very fresh.
Xingxing stood on the stool, broke off half of the vegetable leaf and put it under the faucet. He did it carefully, and washed it inside and out several times. When he felt satisfied, the green vegetables that were still very energetic had become There was a soft lump, and Pi didn't know where he was going.
Sent away his son, Cheng Huan used his hands and feet to wash rice and cook rice, fried a shrimp with asparagus, steamed a small bowl of eggs, and fried vegetables.
When she put the green vegetables on the plate, she turned her head to see that the star dish hadn’t been washed.
The whole small green vegetable delivered to him has fallen apart and turned into a knuckle-long section. When the stars are washed, both layers of film will be torn off. The cleaned vegetables are completely depleted. He was placed neatly by the pool, and it seemed that there was no other purpose other than throwing away garbage.
Cheng Huan sighed helplessly. She secretly hoped that Xingxing's interest in the kitchen would fade sooner. She brought the dishes to the table and turned her head and called Xingxing.
"Mom, wait." The star head didn't lift up: "I'll wash it right away."
Cheng Huan walked behind him, took the little guy down and put it on the ground, raising his hand to turn off the faucet.
Xing Xing was taken aback, and looked up at her blankly, Cheng Huan poked his forehead: "I have all cooked food."
"Ah..." The star looked at the last bit of crumpled cabbage in his hand, then turned around and looked at the dining table. He thought for a while, raised his hand and gave the cabbage to Cheng Huan: "Then mom will make it at night. This."
"Fine." Cheng Huan rubbed the thing in his palm, patted the star on the head and asked him to go to the table to make it.
Xingxing trot out, Cheng Huan turned around, gathered the greens by the pool in his hands, and threw them into the trash can together.
Then he took out the bowl from the cupboard, and took two bowls of rice out.
After eating, Cheng Huan was about to go back to Ping An Village.
She also thinks about it clearly, she has no power and no power, others really can't count her, maybe she thinks that millions are a huge sum of money here, and other developers don't even look at it.
Because I heard that Ping An Village had been demolished, Cheng Huan felt that the place was not safe, so he didn't plan to take the stars with him.
She entrusted the little guy to the neighbor next door and took care of it and went out.
Before leaving the house, Xingxing waved his hand to her and asked her mother to come back early. He waited until the elevator door was closed until the little guy was unwillingly taken back by the neighbor's aunt.
Cheng Huan passed through for more than two months and only stayed in Pingan Village for a few days. When she left, it was quite lively here. Now when she comes back, half of the front tube building has been demolished, and the steel bars are exposed. , There were bricks scattered on the ground, which looked very desolate.
The demolition office set up by the developer is in Ping'an Village. Cheng Huan asked someone to find out the place and knocked on the door and walked in.
There were a lot of people in the temporary office, noisy. She waited for a while, and finally waited for a group of people to leave before she walked to the desk.
The staff here is fairly enthusiastic, and when asked about where she lives, they talked to her about the compensation conditions for the demolition.
Before the compensation conditions, the director of the street told her almost once. There are two situations: asking for a house or asking for money.
For houses, resettlement houses are in the suburbs, which belong to the urban area under development. According to the standard of one-for-three, one square tube building can be exchanged for three square meters of suburban commercial houses; if you don’t want a house, it’s 50,000 yuan per square meter. Yuan is not much different from the surrounding market price.
This demolition subsidy is not unreasonable. Most demolition households agree very happily. Occasionally, there are people who almost want to ask for more money, and the developers don’t care. It’s up to you. Anyway, it’s impossible to give more. compensate.
Cheng Huan could not be more satisfied with this condition, and agreed with almost every consideration.
After that, things are even simpler, register the household registration, go to survey the house, sign to confirm, take the money and leave.
Cheng Huan originally thought that the house was only 60 square meters at most, but in the measurement, I did not know how to measure out 75 square meters. According to the calculation of fifty thousand square meters, Cheng Huan received 375 compensation. She signed, walked out of the demolition office with the check, and returned to the rented house, looking like a sleepwalking.
When the elevator arrived on the floor, Cheng Huan took the key to open the door, and after being right several times before closing the keyhole, she stood at the door, looking at the familiar decorations in the house, before she woke up in a daze.
She took out the flat check from her bag, and after correcting the amount on it several times, she finally showed an unbelievable expression on her face.
She got the money now? Three hundred and seventy-five? It takes only three hours from departure to return!
Cheng Huan looked down at the numbers on the check again, and let out a long sigh of relief.
This is too efficient!