Wang Bo called Atulu, and a dozen pickup trucks drove over.
There was too much exterior paint to be used this time. He bought more than 200 barrels, and they were all large barrels, so he couldn't pull them back with just one or two pickup trucks.
When I returned to the town with these exterior paints, someone came up to me as soon as I parked the car and asked, "Hey, mayor, do you want to paint the exterior of your house?"
Wang Bodao: "Yes, you have to take care of these houses, right? It's my duty as the mayor to protect the beauty of the town."
"But I heard that you employ a lot of Maori people? The wages are not low, right?"
Wang Bo shrugged: "The New Zealand dollar has depreciated sharply these days. I can spend this money to hire people. To be honest, I am already grateful to God for loving me."
The middle-aged man who spoke laughed loudly, and then said: "In fact, it doesn't have to be like this. Just shout and we will finish the painting of the house ourselves."
Wang Bo allows the sale of buildings in residential areas, and the prices are very low. As for the buildings in the center of the town, he almost only rents them, and of course the rents are very cheap.
He doesn't have to worry about the sold houses, but the rented houses are still in his name, and he has to rely on these houses to make money in the future, so he has to be responsible for the painting work himself.
It's just that it's miserable. He sells very few houses now, and most people rent them.
This is in line with New Zealand’s national conditions. New Zealanders have no intention of buying a house. The main reason is that the household registration in this country is not related to the house and land, so people do not have the concept of buying a house.
For young people, buying a house is a hassle. Renting is cheaper and more flexible, so you can go wherever you want. But once you buy a house, most people need a loan, which will lock you in the local area.
Many people come to Sunset Town. Except for the parents who come for the prestigious ACG school, others come to Sunset Town because of the town's scenery and cheap rent, as well as the economic development potential brought by Highway 8.
Wang Bo also saw these potentials, so he rented houses in the center of the town and sold houses in residential areas.
The result is the current situation. People want to buy houses in the business district in the center of the town, but he doesn't sell them, and people don't buy the residential houses he wants to sell. This ultimately leads to him having to hire people to paint the houses...
In fact, the situation was more optimistic than he thought. He learned that he had prepared tools and exterior paint to maintain the house. Many people came to pick up the paint themselves, and Wang Bo did not need to arrange for someone to paint the walls.
The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and there were long lines in the supermarket plaza, with people coming to pick up exterior paint and tools.
In the newly opened New World Supermarket across the street, the store manager and waiters were dumbfounded. They were blocked by the crowd and couldn't see what they were doing. They thought the department store was going crazy selling things.
The bearded store manager who liked unspoken female subordinates also came to line up, but Anderson saw him and teased: "Hey, Nelson, do you want to paint the exterior of the house too? I don't think it's necessary, your supermarket Wasn’t it just built?”
Only then did the bearded store manager realize that he had made an own mistake, but he was embarrassed to turn around and leave, and said forcefully: "Of course, our supermarket is brand new, which is different from your old supermarket, but it would be better if we could paint the exterior wall again." Better?"
Anderson shrugged and said, "Yes, it's better, but are you sure you can paint it? If you hire workers to paint the walls, then you have to tighten the curtains in the office so that no one can see things they shouldn't. "
Nelson's face suddenly turned red: "Fake, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Anderson chuckled and said, "What do you think? Do you need me to explain it more clearly?"
How could the bearded store manager not know what he was talking about? He cursed guiltily, turned around and left. To be honest, he was really afraid of what evidence Anderson would produce.
Wang Bo, Atulu, Uncle Bing and others received a job of exterior wall paint, and they also had to work. The town government office building has been under construction for more than two years, and mold spots have grown in some places on the exterior wall.
Hill, who was typing on the keyboard in front of the computer, saw them coming back with exterior paint, and his face was confused: "What are you doing?"
"It's not 'you', it's 'us'. We want to change the clothes for the house together. Come on, you have to do the work too." Wang Bo said happily.
Hill reluctantly said: "The great writer is creating, and ideas are flowing like a fountain..."
"Even if Wen Siru has diabetes, you still have to work for me!" Wang Bo said viciously.
There was a lot of dirt attached to the wall outside the building, and there was even some moss growing on the back of the house in the shade. Atulu wiped it with his hand, shook his head and said, "It can't be wiped off."
"To deal with these stains, you have to use a wire brush or a high-pressure water gun to remove the dirt on the surface, and then wipe it dry before repainting." A voice rang. Wang Bo turned around and saw that it was Sura, a Somali cleaner. Dee.
The big black man in blue overalls smiled and said: "Let me help you, mayor, I bet no one in the town is better at cleaning these things than me."
Wang Bodao: "If you want to make some extra money, then I can hire you. Do you have experience in painting?"
Suradi shook his head and said: "No, Mayor, I don't want money, I'm here to help you. This is what I should do, isn't it? I mean, I always hope to do something for you."
It would be better to have a helper. Wang Bo gave him a high-five and then arranged for the Mexican handsome guy to prepare a high-pressure water cannon to spray all these things away.
Suradi looked at the exterior wall, took the scraper and started scraping on a patch of old paint. He introduced: "You can't keep these things, otherwise even if the new paint can suppress them, they will burst quickly." open."
From noon to afternoon, many people in the town gathered around the house, leaving some tourists or passers-by who drove by confused, thinking it was some kind of town-wide cleaning.
Before four o'clock, Wang Bo and others first touched up the primer on the house under the guidance of Suradi and Hani. Topcoat should not be applied when the sun is strong during the day, otherwise it will dry too quickly and cause the surface paint to wrinkle or burst.
It doesn't take long to touch up the primer. After all, it's a new house, but occasionally the primer is damaged in some places.
Wang Bo looked at the patch-like paint on the originally beautiful white building, shook his head and said, "It takes too much effort to maintain this house."
Honey said bluntly: "Boss, it's just that the paint used in the building block house you bought is of poor quality. In fact, maintenance is not that troublesome."
"What's the meaning?"
"It's only been two years. In theory, the primer should not burst. The primer should be much more durable than the topcoat. I remember that my house only needed to be repainted after five years."
Wang Bo: "Made, profiteer!"
It didn't take long to touch up the primer. It was done in an hour. In the remaining time, they painted the wall on the north side of the small building on the shady side. (.)