Siheyuan: Obtain a bronze treasure chest at the beginning!

But for the people in the courtyard, no one had ever seen such a person taking money, and they all opened their eyes wide, watching Zheng Fan count the money one by one there, and put it in a box

Yi Zhonghai: "."

After

Zheng Fan put the money, his eyes turned to Yi Zhonghai: "Uncle, as the most respected elder in our academy, you used to be a glorious worker of the eighth-level fitter, I wonder how much you will contribute to our compatriots in Tangzhen?"

One of the occupants in the crowd shouted.

"Uncle, our courtyard can see you!" "

Uncle..."

Yi Zhonghai said helplessly under the shouts (runs) of a group of people: "I'm sorry, I also thought that this was just a plenary meeting about donations, but I didn't expect to donate and didn't prepare."

"It's okay, sir, we trust in your character. You can report the number and let the aunt go back and get it later.

"Yes, yes, we believe in you.

Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment and said, "I have been retired for eight years, and I don't have the money of Zheng Fan's family, so I can only pay five hundred yuan at most."

As an eighth-grade fitter, his monthly salary is as high as 99 yuan.

Although he has not had so much money in the past eight years, he also has a monthly retirement salary to take, plus the two of them do not spend much, saying that there is no money at home, and no one believes that Zheng Fan has come out to 1,000 yuan, so he will reduce it by half! 3.2

"Good!

"Five hundred yuan, only half of Zheng Fan, a little less!"

He is a retired worker, but he can't make money, and he will give a little less.

Five hundred dollars is a lot. "

Although I am very happy to see Yi Zhonghai bleeding heavily, but Yi Zhonghai has paid more, and these people have contributed less, isn't that a big shame

?" Zheng Fanchong, the propagandist of the neighborhood committee of the street office behind him, said: "Zhang Da Niang, you remember it."

After that, he looked at Liu Haizhong: "Second Uncle, you are the number two person in our courtyard, it's your turn." "

Well, cough!" Liu Haizhong coughed and walked onto the stage: "Although I am the second uncle in the courtyard, my net worth is really not comparable to Zheng Fan and Lao Yi, and I can only pay a hundred yuan. Next, donations will be made by our three grandfathers. That's

a lot of money, which can feed and drink them for a year, and it's just gone."

Lao Yi, this bastard, just forget about his own random kindness, why do you want to pull up the people of their entire courtyard

? Zheng Fan, this smelly boy

, is not a good thing, what reporter to invite? Can the reporter be invited indiscriminately

? Although it is in the newspaper, it is a good thing that their Red Star Courtyard has become a hot spot in the news, but it is a hundred yuan ah not a piece, because of the block?

Yan Bugui went on stage, said the number of twenty, and hurriedly got off the stage, not even the book bag that usually drops a few sentences, from the trembling hands, and the forced smile face, you can see that his heart is aching to death at this time

: "The three uncles have donated!

However, Xu Damao donated three hundred yuan, and it was worth everyone listening to that nonsense for half a day.

After Xu Damao, some people said a few words meaningfully, seeing that some people threw money like

this kind of self-reporting, it was up to Zheng Fan to do the work, with his strong eyesight, he guaranteed not to miss a single cent thrown into the box.

In this way, no one does not donate or donates too little, after all, they can't afford to lose that face!

That's right, it's the Jia family, not the stupid pillar.

-Because of the love face of the stick terrier.

Because the fool's surname is He, the money donated is naturally the He family, not the Jia family, and has nothing to do with him Jia terrier.

Although there are not many people in the courtyard, there are only a few dozen people, and there are only more than ten households divided into households, but it also made this donation conference take a total of about an hour.

This time is mainly spent - most people have no money with them and have to go home to get it.

A small amount of time is due to someone donating some supplies, not pure money, and needs to be counted.

This small donation, due to the heavy bleeding of Zheng Fan and Yi Zhonghai, as well as Xu Damao's show-off, amounted to more than two thousand, which is quite a lot.

The street office and reporter Chen returned with a full load.

One person received a large amount of disaster relief materials, and one person received enough news that could definitely make him regular, and he could also be promoted, and the people of the whole country could see the spirit of "one side in difficulty, eight parties support".

Zheng Fan appeared on the stage again amid the dark faces of the group of courtyards: "Reporter Chen, they are gone, now let's talk about the second thing."

"This second thing is completely my private matter. I intend to buy a property in a courtyard house, regardless of how dilapidated the house is, I will accept it. Of course, we will talk about the price in private.

"If you are interested in selling your house, you can come to the backyard to find me, I recently took a vacation at home and was free all day."

"Well, that's it.

"Wait!" a resident in the backyard exclaimed, "I want to know what the lowest price is?"

He didn't want to live in the courtyard with his son, but he probably wanted to live with the child, and he was probably moved to hear the news.

After all, having money in hand to squeeze with your son, and relying entirely on your son, it is an unusual taste.

It would be better if there was enough money to occupy one more house next to my son.

Zheng Fan, don't you think that this house has been affected by the earthquake and needs a lot of money to repair it, and now that we have donated money, we will lower the price, right?" said another resident.

Zheng Fan didn't care about this question.

Then it means that you have the intention to sell the house.

As long as there is an intention, then it can be discussed, and sooner or later the house of this quadrangle will fall into his hands.

Compared with the later generations, this kind of courtyard has nowhere to buy money, all of them are purchased through internal circulation, and they start with millions.

He now has so much money in his hand, which has been pressed into the system space, that is a pile of waste paper, where can the real estate come from?"

I mean the house, well, yes, the house where every wall has collapsed. Zheng Fan said with a smile on his face

that this time the earthquake, some houses are only less tiles, some houses are almost half, if not for the support of the house next to it, it is estimated that the whole collapsed.

This kind of house, even if there are no aftershocks now, no one dares to enter that room, let alone tidy, repair and live in.