Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

Chapter 221

In 1990, there were already various intermediaries in the old capital, the most popular was marriage introduction, then career introduction, and of course, real estate agency ...... indispensable

It's not called this name at this time, it's called Laxian'er, it's just a small shop with a seam, some are commissaries, and some are gangsters who have nothing to do and hang out in the alleys every day.

The Laxian in the media is a very old business, in fact, it is a real estate agency, and it has been there since the early years.

In the late seventies and early eighties, this business was picked up again, but the turnover rate was a bit low, that is, it was purely a mixed meal.

By the end of the 80s, this line of work has improved, and it is no longer 5% of three or two, but to step on the low and sell high, and I have figured out that I have won a house to buy (set) down at a lower price, and then go to find a buyer to sell at a high price.

There is no intermediary fee anymore, and it is the difference that is earned.

However, it also depends on luck to do this, mainly because there are few houses in this year, and the listing rate is too low. They can't save a lot of buildings, they don't have that capital, even if they have the capital, they can't be ranked, and they still need a way.

There is a shortage of houses, and in the 90s, there was a shortage of houses everywhere in the country, and at this time, it was mainly public rental housing, and there was no qualification to sell them.

It is precisely because everyone lives in public rental housing that the most active market in Beijing and Shencheng is the housing exchange market in the 90s. It can't be sold, but it can be exchanged, and the living can still suffocate their urine?

Every Sunday, the Cultural Palace is crowded with people, holding all kinds of handwritten signs looking for exchange partners. It's the same with Shencheng.

The gangsters who pull the fiber are also looking for opportunities here, anyway, when they slip away, they will earn when they become successful, and they will be lively if they don't succeed.

A few years ago, in the early to mid-80s, there was a period of asset return across the country, and some clearly recorded houses were returned to the original owners, which belonged to private property rights and had certificates.

These people are also the target of the gangsters, but they are a little hard to find.

There is another situation that has to be mentioned here, that is, the fever of going abroad. At this time in the 90s, because of the liberalization of foreign policy, Beijing, Shencheng, Guangzhou, and Chengdu all had a boom in going abroad.

The dream of going abroad to make a fortune has affected at least two generations.

Among the various people who go abroad, many private homeowners sell their houses abroad. They have been rectified, they are afraid, they want to run when they have the opportunity, and they feel that it is real when they have it.

These fibers are in this seam, and they can be seen every day in the old houses in the east and west cities. At this time, the housing prices in the east city are much higher than those in the west city.

Zhang Tiejun dared to spend money to buy the building next door to his house, because everyone belonged to his own unit, and he was not afraid of who would repay the debt, and he also had the confidence that the housing management office would not manage it and would not make it difficult. He didn't dare in the capital.

The four of them played in the capital for three days, watched the Forbidden City swim in Beihai, ate Lao Mo and went to Xiangshan, and Zhang Tiejun also found a few people to pull the yard, but they didn't have much hope.

He wanted to buy the kind of independent property rights, a little larger, and a little more convenient in all aspects of transportation...... It feels a little whimsical, and I don't feel very realistic.

It's so small that it's easy to buy, but it's not interesting to buy.

On October 3, the four of them flew back to Shenyang. It's a bit too much not to come back, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Sending Gao Aimin and Miao Wei away, Zhang Tiejun and Xiaoliu went to Zhang Guanguan Company to get a car, and after a mouthful of food, the two of them returned to the city without stopping, and went back to the concentrator directly without staying in the city.

Xiaoliu got out of the car at the intersection, and Zhang Tiejun turned around and drove the car back to Building 7.

The garage door has been cleaned out, Zhang Tiejun got out of the car and opened the small door to take a look, the inside has also been cleaned, clean, the garage door has also been replaced with a remote control folding door, and the two keys are placed in the garage.

He measured two trips back and forth, and after a while, it was easy to ride two cars side by side, and it was quite crooked, as long as Dad was not too trendy, there was no problem.

I'm not afraid of the tide, Zhang Tiejun can help at the beginning, move it back and forth, and wait for it to mature.

After thinking about it, he drove the car into the garage and closed the door, and went into the hut to pager Zhao Weihong. Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, he must also be in the city.

Sure enough, it didn't take a few minutes for Zhao Weihong to call back.

"Brother Wei Hong, I'm back to talk to you. "

Are you back from the capital?" and where are you now?"

"I'm at home, I'll be paged for you as soon as I arrived." Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I didn't stop in the city.

"Then you can't come over tomorrow?"

"Not tomorrow, I have to go to the factory tomorrow." Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing to do here, you'd better stay in Shenyang for a few days, now that the people are almost recruited, why don't you have to talk about it at the beginning?" "Okay, I'll

get this side and go over."

"You're back, I'll have the car brought to you, right? Do you have a library?"

"Yes, then send it over, just in time for today's holiday to surprise my dad."

"Okay, then you can wait a while, forty minutes or so. Don't go, just stay by the phone.

"Okay, I'll just wait.

Zhang Tiejun looked at the time, it was less than one o'clock, and the car arrived at half past one. Think about the look on my dad's face when he saw the car, oops, that's good.

I stretched my waist, took off the sheets covering the bed and touched them with my hands, but they were not damp at all. That's good. Leaned on the quilt and lay on the bed and lit a cigarette.

As soon as he took two puffs, the phone rang, Zhang Tiejun thought it was Zhao Weihong, but it turned out to be Xiaoliu.

"Hey?"

"Guess you're here." "

Uh...... Then I praise you for guessing accurately?"

I'm going to pack up and go over there and talk to you.

"When you come back, you can do whatever you want, and there will be time later." Oh.

"I know, it's just a little awkward. Who's ...... Lao Li of the construction team, he put the key in the old Houjia store opposite the house, you go and get it, and see what is missing. "

Okay, I'll get it, and you can go to the festival in peace, ah." "

Hmm. ...... I want to go to that house. "

The house can't run away from there, and besides, why don't you let me rest for a few days?"

"Phew, donkey play." The refrigerator or something has been replaced, it's so good, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes.

"Okay, just tell me what you want, now hurry up and pack up, I'll go get the key." "

You can bring me one tomorrow." "

OK. By the way, I won't be able to go to work tomorrow? Tomorrow will be the day shift.

"Why don't you rest for a few days, and I'll go see it tomorrow."

"It's okay, I just have to go to Shenyang. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Hanging

up the phone, Zhang Tiejun didn't lie down, got up and covered the sheets again, turned out the real estate certificate, locked the door and went to the Houjia store.

Today is the old man of his family in the store.

"Uncle, I'll get the key.

"Like, there's a bunch of keys, isn't it?"

"Yes, I let them put them here." "

I heard Xiaoli say that you built this house, what are you going to do it?"

"Sell clothes to my mother, nothing else is interesting, and I'm tired."

"Oh yes, this big house. The old man looked for a while below, and handed over a bunch of keys: "Is it this string? Look.

Zhang Tiejun looked at it: "Yes, this is it." Thanks, uncle, I'll go to the house and have a look. "The keys to the pry door and the roller shutter are special and easy to recognize.

At this time, the roller shutter door is made of steel, and there are holes on it, which is safe and reliable, but it can't block the view. And expensive.

In the nineties, aluminum alloy sliding doors were still popular here, and rolling shutters were still rare.

Zhang Tiejun took the key and went to the back first, and went up the semi-open-air stairs to the second floor, opened the door and went into the house for a turn, bedroom, living room, kitchen, toilet.

There is no bathtub here, just a shower.

It's pretty good, this is actually comparable to the small third room of the upstairs, that is, the bedroom is at the end of the police station, and it is a bit troublesome to block the curtains back and forth.

Very good. Then I went downstairs to see the front hall.

The roller shutter door does not have a remote control and can only be entered through the back door.

The entire flat plot outside the back door is paved with cement bricks, which looks pretty good, and there are already old men playing chess here. It's much more comfortable than squatting on the side of the road.

Came in from the back door, went to try the test rolling shutter door, smooth, but the sound of the motor is a little loud, the speed of rolling is a little slow, open this door to be a little patient.

The empty 500-square-meter hall has only two pillars at the top of the stairs to the second floor, and then to the second floor...... Like downstairs, there is nothing to see, and the floor tiles are very bright.

The rest (office) room on the ground floor has no kitchen and has two separate bathrooms, one single and one double.

After looking around, he was very satisfied, Zhang Tiejun untied the key to the second floor behind and put it away, and went to Tian Ling's house humming a little tune. By the way, by the way.

Tian Ling had no one at home, so she sat there alone reading romance novels.

"What's going on in your house? What about people? Do you know I'm coming?"

Tian Ling smiled and came over to let him kiss: "I don't know about today's holiday, I went to my grandmother's house." I'll be there later. "

You still have milk?" "You don't have milk?" "

No, I

mean, I haven't heard you say it."

"Spending time with my uncle's house is the Mid-Autumn Festival and the New Year, and our family goes on a trip. I don't usually have time.

As he spoke, he occupied the position, still grasping the high and touching the low, Tian Ling saw that powder cream floated on her face, and her body softened: "Don't, don't be annoying." Someone will come in a moment.

Zhang Tiejun slammed it a few times and withdrew his hand, hugged Tian Ling and sniffed: "I feel like I haven't seen you for a while."

Tian Ling pouted: "When am I not at home one day?

"I went to Shenyang, and then I went to Beijing. Just came back at noon. "

What are you going to do?" Tian Ling was a little emotional, her face was hot and hot, so she wanted to stick it on Zhang Tiejun's face and hugged him hard.

"Job. You didn't watch the eleventh party, did you?"

"No, I don't usually watch TV. What's wrong?"

"I sing, and there are all in the city, Taiwan, and province."

"Really, it's fake? My mom

didn't say it, if she saw it, would she not say it?" "I guess I didn't think about it, it's a little different on TV than usual." I'm looking for a book.

"Then you can find it, help me watch me go to the toilet."

Tian Ling went to the drawer and took a pair of trousers, punched Zhang Tiejun and went to the toilet, both of them knew that it would definitely not work here, but it didn't listen to the endocrine thing.

Zhang Tiejun casually found a thicker book.