After going out and getting in the car, Ruan Xiaoxiao called, asking how much Lu Yan had drunk and whether he had arrived home.

During the previous phone call, the former asked Lu Yan to send her a text message when he got home. Later, he received a message saying that his colleagues would be late for a dinner party, so he told her not to worry, but it turned out to make Ruan Xiaoxiao even more worried!

In this world, men stare at beautiful women, while pretty women mostly stare at rich men. However, there are also quite a few girls who value appearance more.

Lu Yan is young, handsome, and has a good personality. He has many admirers in school. When you go out to work, you may not encounter women who want to eat young grass. Even if you don't keep an eye on him every day, you will be laid off every now and then.

After receiving a call from Ruan Xiaoxiao, the ripples in Lu Yan's heart were mostly gone. He said he would take a car to go home and have a good chat with her when he got back.

Everything went as usual. Bai Ru drove Lu Yan to the gate of the community and said "see you tomorrow!"

The next day it was Sunday, and Lu Yan kept up his efforts, relying on [a little bit of awe-inspiring energy] and [fellow Taoist stay] to safely sell the third set when he was about to get off work.

Niu Shaogang and Mr. Liu immediately fulfilled their promise and gave Lu Yan a thousand yuan in red envelopes. In the evening, they called the entire marketing team for a group dinner. Another delicious drink!

But he said that from the first house sold on January 20th to the 26th, a total of 13 houses were sold. The daily average was close to two houses. This performance, not to mention the sales office, the entire Bincheng real estate industry.

became famous.

Because Guanjiang International has no major marketing activities during these seven days, there are slightly more people watching the market on Saturdays and Sundays, but the overall number of customers received is still quite limited, and the promotion rate is extremely high.

The 27th was the 29th day of the lunar calendar. Lu Yan took a day off early and took the bus back to his hometown. He arrived in Fu'an in the afternoon. When he returned to his small village, it was already dark.

When his father, Lu Zhenshan, saw his son come back, he bought some clothes. He was so happy that he wore them for a walk at a neighbor's house, but he went out to show off.

Lu Yan hurriedly asked his mother: "Where is the bill for the house in Sanjiang City!"

Many of the houses in Songjiang Province have been unable to obtain real estate certificates for many years after they were bought. Currently, the only thing that can prove the property rights is a pile of bills.

Zhang Xiulan said: "Mom is keeping it, do you want to see it?"

But she didn't think much about it. She got up and went to look in the cabinet. She probably didn't think about the mortgage at all.

He took out a red cloth bag from the closet, opened it and took out a square aluminum box from his clothes, which contained a passbook, past food stamps, a few old coins that could no longer be circulated, and some financial aid and vouchers.

The property ownership certificate for the house under Lu Yan's name was wrapped separately in a plastic bag. Zhang Xiulan handed it over like a treasure and said: "Your dad is very rare about that house. He just can't bear the money for the ticket, so he just takes this thing if he has nothing to do."

Turn it out and take a look!"

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment. After receiving these "proofs", he felt a little heavy inexplicably. Most Chinese people have the mentality of having a home only if they have a house!

Zhang Xiulan continued: "Your father said that in the future you must be able to buy a house by yourself in a big city. The house in Sanjiang City is for us and my wife to live in. If you are short of money, I will sell it and buy it for you in a big city."

building!"

Lu Yan felt uncomfortable hearing this and said, "Don't worry, Mom, your son can make money. The house is not for sale. I earned it by taking exams. Let's keep it for the rest of our lives!"

Zhang Xiulan nodded, a little choked with sobs: "Well, Mom Xin, I believe my son has that ability!"

Lu Yan smiled and said: "I came back to work in the sales office and sold thirteen apartments in seven days, and my commission was nearly 20,000!"

Zhang Xiulan was shocked, "Can you earn so much?"

Lu Yan smiled and said, "That's right, your son will get a bonus of 300,000 yuan for just one exam!"

With a smile on her face and tears in her eyes, Zhang Xiulan said, "Well, my son has a lot of potential! He will definitely make a lot of money in the future, but he can't waste it too much, you know?"

Lu Yan smiled: "I know, by the way, Mom, can I keep these things?"

Zhang Xiulan said: "Why, are you afraid that your father will be embarrassed?"

Lu Yan paused for a moment and said, "Yes, there is no way to replace these things if they are lost. I was the top scorer in the college entrance examination last year, and I didn't spend any money on this house. I don't have much money to go to and others won't even pay attention to me!"

Zhang Xiulan said: "Yes, yes, I'm just telling you, dad, don't keep digging if you have nothing to do! Then where do you put it? You have to keep it well!"

Lu Yan said: "Don't I have that small wooden box? Put it there!"

When he was in junior high school, he lived in the rural middle school. At that time, he lived in Datongbu and there was no wardrobe. The students all brought their own wooden boxes and stuffed them under the bed, wrote their names on them with calligraphy pens, and put a small lock on them.

He stopped using this when he was in high school. The wooden box was kept in his cabin to store some meaningful things he had accumulated since childhood.

Zhang Xiulan stood up and said: "Mom, I'll find you an iron box. Wrap it in plastic and put it away. Don't let it get wet!"

Lu Yan smiled and said: "No, I have an iron biscuit box over there!"

Zhang Xiulan said: "Okay, then put it up quickly!" But she seemed afraid that those "proofs" would evaporate in broad daylight under the eyes of the two of them.

Lu Yan got up and went to his hut, took the key and opened his wooden box. Under Zhang Xiulan's gaze, he placed the property ownership certificate of the "No. 1 House" in the iron biscuit box.

I said in my heart: "Dad, Mom, when this bull market passes and I make money, I won't let you farm in the village. Let's live a good life together!"

Let’s talk about Lu Zhenshan. He was wearing new clothes bought by his son and his partner, so he went shopping and didn’t get home until after eight o’clock in the evening.

They talked a lot but didn't mention the house. Neither Lu Yan nor Zhang Xiulan mentioned the "proof" thing.

On New Year's Eve, the family posted Spring Festival couplets and cooked New Year's Eve dinner. In the afternoon, we began to receive some mass New Year greeting text messages one after another.

I also received a lot of calls, especially from high school classmates. My old classmate Yang Zheng asked him when he would come to the county town and wanted to meet him. The old goddess Gao Jingwen also called, with the same mood and rhetoric.

Ruan Xiaoxiao, Hu Xiaoxian, and several of their buddies who share the same bed all called each other to say New Year greetings, unlike many years after graduation, when they sent group messages and refused to forward even a single message!

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year!

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the Lu family had a dinner together. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, they went to Fu'an and got together with Gao Jingwen, Yang Zheng, Xie Daqiang and other classmates. On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, they had already taken the bus back to Bincheng.

Ruan Xiaoxiao also had various dinner parties here, but still took the time to drive to the station to pick him up, chattering about her experience during the New Year, and asked Lu Yan how he was doing?

Lu Yan said yes, but in his heart he was thinking about how to tell Xiao Wanru about the mortgage loan. Anyway, he had to find an intermediary, and asking Xiao Wanru or the other party to help introduce him was more reliable after all.
Chapter completed!