Seeing that Er Maitai's idea had gone astray, Lin Chaoyang had to give him a hand.

Shenzhen is now a big construction site. Tens of thousands of migrant workers gather here every year, and Hong Kong businessmen also continue to pour in.

A large number of the houses developed in the past two years have been bought by speculators from Xiangjiang, who are interested in Shenzhen's future development potential.

At a stage when the population is expanding rapidly, but the supply of commercial housing is insufficient, and the economy is developing rapidly, skyrocketing housing prices are an inevitable result.

Ermatai wants to save enough money before buying a house. Lin Chaoyang can say responsibly that as long as he holds this idea, he may never have a chance to buy a house in Shenzhen in his life.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Lin Chaoyang asked: "Didn't it go up?"

When asked by Lin Chaoyang, Ermaitai was not sure. He looked at Luo Huifang.

Luo Huifang's eyes hesitated. People at this time were not very sensitive to housing prices. She thought about it carefully and said, "I don't know, but it seems that the newly opened properties are more expensive than before."

"It is inevitable that housing prices will rise. Now you can either make enough money to buy a house quickly, or you can get in and buy a house first."

Listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, Ermatai said distressedly: "But we don't have enough money now!"

Lin Chaoyang wanted to lend Er Mian Tai some money, but he understood that it is better to teach a person to fish than to teach him to fish, so he said, "Du Feng asked you to do business before, why didn't you go?"

Ermaitai said honestly: "My brain is not suitable for doing business. I can make mistakes in calculating work, so I am definitely not good at doing business."

Lin Chaoyang originally wanted to persuade Er Maitai, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided to forget it. Er Maitai's character was really not suitable for business, so don't trick him again.

"Then don't think about buying a building. Buy a bungalow, preferably one with a yard."

Before Ermatai could understand what he meant, Luo Huifang reacted first, "Are you waiting for collection?"

Nowadays, the word "demolition" has not been invented in China, but a word with the same meaning has appeared, that is "expropriation".

The SZ Municipal Government has been expropriating farmers' land since 1980, launching non-agricultural roads, and expropriating entire villages in Luohu and other areas at a price of 3,000 yuan per mu.

Therefore, Shenzhen people are no strangers to "expropriation". Now many Shenzhen people are still looking forward to their turn for government expropriation.

After all, who hasn't collected land these days? If it's 3,000 yuan per acre, as long as it's collected, a village will have a household worth 10,000 yuan.

"Absolutely. Looking at the development process of foreign metropolitan areas, land expropriation is the greatest benefit to the indigenous people in the process of urban development, and Shenzhen is no exception."

Luo Huifang said in embarrassment: "But now everyone in Luohu is waiting for expropriation, who is willing to sell the house!"

Lin Chaoyang said casually: "Then buy farther away. With Shenzhen's development speed, it doesn't matter if you buy farther away."

After saying these words, Lin Chaoyang stopped talking about the house issue. It was true that he and Ermatai were in love, but it was impossible for him to consider everything for him.

It's up to him whether he listens or not.

In the following time, Lin Chaoyang and Ermatai talked about their respective lives and some interesting things from their childhood.

When he was almost done eating, Lin Chaoyang secretly went to pay the bill.

When Er Maitai discovered it belatedly, he said very embarrassedly: "You finally came to Shenzhen, how can I treat you?"

"It's the same for anyone." Lin Chaoyang said casually.

After coming out of the hotel, Ermitai was worried about where he should take Lin Chaoyang to play. Although he had stayed in Shenzhen for several years, he spent most of his time at the construction site. He only went out to watch movies and rarely went to dance clubs.

Luo Huifang made a suggestion and said, "Let's go to the Zhuyuan Hotel. There is a band performing there in the evening."

"That's a good suggestion!" Ermitai clapped his hands.

In fact, the two of them have never been to the Zhuyuan Hotel, which is the first three-star hotel in Shenzhen and Xiangjiang. They just often heard people talk about the band performances there and yearned for it.

Lin Chaoyang followed the two of them to the Zhuyuan Hotel. There was a band performance, but you had to spend money to enter the hotel.

The three of them ordered a cup of coffee each, which cost 15 yuan in total. Ermitai swallowed the coffee with a frown, feeling sorry for his 15 yuan.

What a waste of money to buy your suffering!

Fortunately, the band's performance was pretty good, with electronic keyboards, guitars, drums... The instruments on the stage were all rare for ordinary people at this time. The band was composed of staff from the Zhuyuan Hotel, and its members included not only mainlanders

, and people from Xiangjiang.

They played popular songs from Hong Kong, such as "Don't Remember Old Dreams", "Walking on the Road of Life", and "Goodbye, My Love". Each soothing and beautiful love song made the audience intoxicated.

Ermatai and Luo Huifang intertwined their fingers, and at this moment he also forgot about worrying about money.

When the performance ended, Luo Huifang was intoxicated as she recalled the auditory enjoyment just now.

While several people were chatting casually, a musician who had just performed on the stage came to Lin Chaoyang's table.

"Is it Mr. Lin?" the visitor asked.

Lin Chaoyang was slightly surprised. He didn't recognize the other person's face and didn't know what relationship he had with the other person. He replied: "It's me. You are..."

The young man smiled and said: "My name is Chen Zifang. You may not remember me, but I am a student at the Chinese University of Hong Kong. I visited Yenching University before."

Lin Chaoyang was stunned when he heard this. Looking at the other party's appearance, he felt that he looked familiar. He warmly invited Chen Zifang to sit down.

After sitting down, Chen Zifang saw that their table only ordered a few cups of coffee, so he called the waiter over and ordered some desserts for everyone.

Lin Chaoyang quickly wanted to refuse, but Chen Zifang ordered something anyway.

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Lin on such an occasion today. What a wonderful fate."

He and Chen Zifang have no friendship, but it is indeed a kind of fate to meet each other again in Shenzhen, thousands of miles away.

The two chatted for a while, and Lin Chaoyang found out that Chen Zifang studied hotel management at the Chinese University of Hong Kong. After graduation, he went to work in a hotel. Last year, he was transferred here by his boss as the manager of Xiangjiang.

He has been forming a band since middle school. After coming to the mainland, his salary was higher than in Hong Kong, but he could not relieve the loneliness and boredom in life, and he also had difficulty communicating with the staff in the mainland.

So he thought of forming a band. He brought his electronic keyboard and guitar from Xiangjiang, and his boss sponsored drums and other musical instruments, and found musicians, and the team was formed.

After the band was established, Chen Zifang's life was indeed richer than before. More importantly, he found that the band's performances were actually very popular with customers in Luohu, so he simply started a formal performance at the Zhuyuan Hotel.

Listening to Chen Zifang's account of his experience, Lin Chaoyang asked with a smile: "Is this a mistake?"

Chen Zifang also laughed, "It's indeed a mistake. Your visit to Shenzhen this time is..."

"Come over and have a workshop on your work."

Chen Zifang's eyes lit up, "Is it for the work "Crossing Guandong"?"

"Have you heard of it?"

"Not only have I heard about it, I've also read it. It's such a great novel!"

"Excellent."

"No, no, no, I'm not complimenting you. I'm speaking from my heart."

Chen Zifang's expression became excited when he talked about "Enter Guandong". He came to the mainland from Xiangjiang, and his entertainment life suddenly became barren. In addition to playing in a band, his other hobby is reading.

However, he could read very few works by mainland writers, but he had a special liking for Lin Chaoyang's works.

“When I visited Yantai University and returned to Xiangjiang, I read your “The Death of Van Gogh” and it really gave me a feeling of astonishment.

Who would have thought that a Chinese writer could write such a lifelike Van Gogh.

I have been in the Mainland for more than a year, and I have read your works countless times, especially the last few works. Your writing is getting better and better!"

Chen Zifang is indeed not a simple compliment, but a real like. Otherwise, he would not have discovered Lin Chaoyang on the stage and took the initiative to say hello and communicate enthusiastically. After all, the two had only met once before.

He chatted enthusiastically with Lin Chaoyang for a while, and realized that he seemed to have ignored the other two guests, so he stopped talking, "I haven't asked these two friends of Mr. Lin yet..."

"This is Yang Junda from me, and this is his girlfriend Luo Huifang. They both work in Luohu."

"Hello Mr. Yang, hello Miss Luo!"

Facing Chen Zifang's polite greetings, Ermatai and Luo Huifang responded with some restraint.

"You two are friends of Mr. Lin. If you want to see our band perform, you are welcome to come over at any time. Just mention my name next time."

Seeing that Ermatai and Luo Huifang didn't know how to deal with Chen Zifang's enthusiasm, Lin Chaoyang said with a smile: "Then I will thank you in advance for them for your warm hospitality."

"You're too kind."

The two of them chatted freely. Ermatai and Luo Huifang did not participate in the conversation most of the time and were just spectators.

Realizing that Luo Huifang's eyes had been falling on the waiters in uniforms coming and going, Chen Zifang took the initiative to ask: "Miss Luo, do you need to order something?"

Luo Huifang waved her hands quickly when she heard this, looking a little embarrassed, "No, no. I... I just heard that the wages of the waiters at Zhuyuan Hotel are very high."

Chen Zifang nodded, "It's true, our hotel is the first hotel in the mainland to fully adopt the Xiangjiang employment and salary system.

Besides, there is indeed a difference in the current level of economic development between the two places, so it seems that the salary and benefits here are much better."

Chen Zifang, the Hong Kong manager, earns more than 6,000 Hong Kong dollars per month, and the monthly salary of an ordinary hotel waiter is also 700 to 800 Hong Kong dollars.

But the difference is that Chen Zifang took Hong Kong dollars, while the mainland waiters took Hong Kong dollars in RMB.

The salary income of waiters who can work here is much higher than that of the general working class in Shenzhen today, so many people in Shenzhen flock here.

Seeing Luo Huifang looking at the waiters with envy in her eyes, Chen Zifang immediately understood what she was thinking.

He was not in a hurry to speak, but glanced at Lin Chaoyang and asked Luo Huifang kindly: "Is Miss Luo a native of Shenzhen?"

"yes."

“Speak Hakka or Cantonese?”

"I can speak it all, but I can't speak Hakka."

Chen Zifang laughed, "It's really rare. Most of the waiters in our hotel speak Hakka, but very few speak Cantonese. It's always easy to have problems when dealing with Xiangjiang guests."

Luo Huifang was overjoyed to hear that Chen Zifang's words were an olive branch, but she didn't say anything. She knew that the reason why Chen Zifang said this must be because of Lin Chaoyang's face.

At this time, Lin Chaoyang chuckled and said: "Afang's factory is in a downturn right now. If Zhuyuan Hotel can provide her with a job, that would be great."

Chen Zifang laughed heartily, "What our Zhuyuan Hotel lacks is talents like Miss Luo."

The two of them agreed on Luo Huifang's job in an understatement, which made her feel elated, beaming with joy, and kept saying thank you.

Ermatai, who was watching the whole process, was at a loss. He didn't expect that his girlfriend's work would be solved like this, and she would be admitted to a good unit like Zhuyuan Hotel that no one else could get in even if they squeezed their brains out.

A few people were chatting when the guest room upstairs suddenly became noisy for some reason.

After asking about it, I found out that just now, the Chinese delegation that went to Los Angeles to participate in the Olympic Games won its first gold medal. This was also the first Olympic gold medal won by New China in the history.

Many tourists staying in the hotel were shouting excitedly, and even the waiters could not restrain their excitement.

This night, everyone remembered the name of an athlete - Xu Haifeng.
Chapter completed!