On the day when the reconstruction of the Yuwu District was completed, government officials held a grand ceremony for it and talked to various reporters.
Although Qiao Wen despises this kind of behavior of taking credit, he doesn't care too much. Anyway, no matter how much they brag about their political achievements, they have to bring their Wennan Real Estate. The officials were respectful in front of him, which made him unable to express his temper. In the end, he could only pretend to be unwell and leave the venue early, leaving the politicians to perform to their heart's content.
As soon as Ouyang Yuan retreated, Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan left with the excuse of seeing him off. This was the first time for the two of them to sit in Ouyang Yuan's car, and they were invited by him to visit their home.
This well-known architect did not live in a wealthy area like Repulse Bay on Victoria Peak, but in a small three-story building near Tin Shui Wai.
It was originally an old war building, but after being remodeled by him, although it looks plain on the outside, it is unique when you walk in. It is very quiet and elegant, and every brick and tree exudes a quaint and scholarly atmosphere.
"Master, you are back!"
After entering the main entrance, an old woman with kind eyes came up to her, her silver-white hair was tied into a neat bun, she was wearing a plaid cheongsam, and a pair of embroidered cloth shoes, which was very old-fashioned.
Ouyang Yuan responded softly, took off his hat and handed it to her, and introduced to the two juniors with a smile: "Anan Awen, this is my wife."
"Hello, Mrs. Ouyang!"
"Hello everyone, hello everyone!" Mrs. Ouyang is already old, and her face is full of wrinkles that symbolize the years, but she can still see that she should be a beauty when she was young. Xinsheng has an amiable face,
Qiao Wen checked Ouyang Yuan's information. He was born in a poor family in Suzhou, and worked in a small tea garden. With the sponsorship of his employer, he was able to study smoothly, and traveled across the ocean to study in Cambridge. It's just that when he returned from his studies and returned to his hometown in Suzhou, his host family was already in ruins, and the young lady he admired at the time also married someone else and became a widow. Life was very difficult.
At that time, it coincided with the end of the Northern Expedition, and it was rare for the country to usher in prosperity. He has already obtained a teaching position in Fudan University, and has also begun to undertake major projects of the new government. The progress is very good, but he insists on marrying the widowed hostess. In the following decades, they went through many cycles, experienced wars and displacements, and settled in Hong Kong from Shanghai to the United States. The husband and wife have always loved each other as before, and they are well-known virtuous couples in the industry.
Mrs. Ouyang asked the servant to bring tea, and said softly, "You guys are chatting, I'll arrange lunch."
Ouyang Yuan nodded: "Let Aunt Gui make a squirrel mandarin fish, and season it yourself."
Mrs. Ouyang smiled and nodded: "I know."
Watching his wife leave with a smile, Ouyang Yuan stretched out his hand and jokingly said, "You two young bosses drink tea."
Qiao Wen laughed, looked around the room, and said, "Uncle Ouyang's taste is really extraordinary, both elegant and simple yet modern."
Ouyang Yuan smiled and waved his hands: "Okay, Ah Wen, don't flatter me anymore. Now that the renovation of the kiln house has been completed, I know that you didn't help me for no reason. If you have anything to say, you can speak up now." .”
Sure enough, Jiang was still hot, Qiao Wen pressed his fist against his nose and coughed lightly. Since the other party had already cut straight to the point, he couldn't beat around the bush anymore. He smiled lightly and said, "It seems that nothing can be hidden from Uncle Ouyang's eyes. We really need Uncle Ouyang's help."
Chen Jianan stretched out his two swarthy arms, and said lazily, "Uncle Ouyang, you see that I'm going to be sunburnt this month, so I won't refuse to ask for your help, right?"
Ouyang Yuan glanced at him with a smile: "It depends on what is busy."
Qiao Wen said: "That's how it is. We have a piece of wasteland near Qingshui Bay, about 20 acres, with mountains and sea at its back. We plan to develop a high-end villa. We want to invite Uncle Ouyang to design it for us."
Ouyang Yuan said: "If you want to invite me, you should have inquired about it. I haven't done commercial design for almost eight years. Many real estate businessmen came to invite me with sacks of money, but I refused. Besides..." He paused slightly , and then continued, "High-end villas are nothing more than to satisfy the rich. The rich in Hong Kong City are greedy, electing the stock market and real estate, which one is not manipulated by them. I have passed the age of begging for food from them, and I don't want to do anything for them anymore." At first, I saw that the two of you had a bit of a heart of Chicheng, but now it seems that you just want to climb up and become a rich man who exploits people."
Qiao Wen said with a smile: "If you are poor, you will be good for yourself, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. Uncle Ouyang must understand this truth better than us. Although the villa is for the rich, it also means making money from the rich, and It can also provide jobs for the poor. I know that Uncle Ouyang will not go out of the mountain for money. We were not rich in the beginning, so we couldn’t invite you with money in a sack. But I know that Uncle Ouyang’s original intention of studying architecture is to be 'Andre There are tens of thousands of mansions in Guangxi, sheltering the world's poor and happy people', and it must be the same now. If Uncle Ouyang is willing to design for us, we happen to have extra land in hand, and we can build two ten-story low-rent buildings in your name Housing, at the price of government low-rent housing, to rent poor families who do not have a house."
At Ouyang Yuan's position, he would no longer hire someone to design a building for money, and those who could hire him were all because they matched his preferences. In semi-retirement, most of his works are libraries, concert halls and other buildings that can benefit ordinary people. It is a fantasy for outsiders to ask him to design high-end villas.
Qiao Wen also just followed suit, with the mentality of giving it a try.
"Oh?" Ouyang Yuan was obviously a little surprised when he heard this, raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "The profit from the twenty villas has built two low-rent houses, but there is not much left."
Qiao Wen smiled: "Anan and I also came from poor families, so using the money we earned from the rich to help the poor is something we can do at the moment."
Ouyang Yuan looked at him incredulously, and remained silent for a while. Just when Qiao Wen began to feel uneasy, the other party suddenly laughed loudly: "Anyway, we can do this, which is far better than those in the city who do it every two days. The billionaires at the charity dinner are hundreds of times higher. Okay, I promise you guys."
Qiao Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Uncle Ouyang, then wish us a happy cooperation."
Chen Jianan on the side smiled and said, "I knew Uncle Ouyang would not reject us."
Ouyang Yuan stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead: "Yes, it seems that they have changed from Pretty Boy Nan to Heitan Nan. If I don't agree, don't cry with me."
Chen Jianan straightened his neck and said, "A man, don't shed tears when you bleed."
He said that his face was not blushing and his heart was not beating, but the scene of him crying once appeared in Qiao Wen's mind, and he couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling.
Although the two ten-story buildings will cut the villa's profit by two-thirds, it is actually quite impressive for them now. Besides, although the low-rent housing does not make money, the property rights of the house are in their own hands. It is an asset that preserves its value forever. The most important thing is that the first commercial project of Wennan Real Estate is to cooperate with Ouyang Yuan. In the future, just sitting at home, there will be projects coming to you. This is the most important value.
A sumptuous lunch was enjoyed by the host and guests. Ouyang and his wife were old enough to have grandchildren, but their only daughter was married to Canada, and their grandson was in his teens, and they only saw each other two or three times a year. Therefore, when I see young people, I always feel close to them. These two youngsters, one is healthy and handsome, the other is gentle and handsome, with well-behaved mouths, they are really a pair of lovable children
When saying goodbye to Ouyang's house, Mrs. Ouyang also made an appointment for the next meal.
Qiao Wen finally heaved a sigh of relief after completing a major event. After getting into the taxi, he leaned back in the chair as if he was relieved.
Chen Jianan also breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned heavily next to him, but he wasn't relieved, it was purely because he ate too much just now.
Qiao Wen turned his head and glanced at him, seeing that his black face was really like black charcoal, he couldn't help but reach out to touch it, and said, "Brother Nan, fortunately Uncle Ouyang agreed to my invitation, otherwise you will be regarded as a black man this month. It's sunburned."
Chen Jianan said: "Just now I've made up my mind. If he doesn't agree, I'll go to his house every day to please Mrs. Ouyang. I observed carefully, and Uncle Ouyang is a strict wife."
Qiao Wen laughed: "You're quite careful!"
"Of course, this month can't be done in vain. It's a small thing for me to get tanned, but it's a big thing to worry about so much."
Qiao Wen muttered in a low voice: "Silly boy!"
"What did you say?" Chen Jianan stretched out his hand to pinch his face.
"Don't make trouble," Qiao Wen smiled and brushed his hand away, "By the way, tomorrow is your birthday, have you thought about where to go?"
Chen Jianan nodded: "Think it over, let's go swimming in Lai Chi Kok for a picnic, where the sea is clean and there are few people."
"OK."
Early the next morning, 20-year-old Chen Jianan ate birthday noodles cooked by his uncle and aunt, packed his luggage, and hurried to the next door to call Qiao Wen.
Qiao Wen had already mentioned to pack his luggage bag, and the two of them went out the door as soon as he arrived.
In the elevator, Chen Jianan couldn't hold back his excitement, and said, "Xiao Qiao, speaking of it, this is the first time the two of us have gone out to play alone."
The two of them have strolled together countless times and eaten countless times, but they have never gone out to have fun, neither going up the mountain nor going down the sea. Since he was a child, he was an otaku who didn't like to go out, and it was already rare for Chen Jianan to go shopping with him once.
But after more than a year, the two have experienced so much. Although Qiao Wen's body is still far from that of Chen Jianan, who is like a calf, he is not a sick person who is panting after walking two steps. Willing to go out more.
Looking at his excited appearance, Qiao Wen smiled and said, "Are you so happy?"
"Of course, this is also the first time to celebrate a birthday like this, can you not be happy?"
Qiao Wen nodded: "Yes, I am twenty years old, and I will be a real adult from now on."
Chen Jianan held his head high: "I have long been an adult, very big."
Qiao Wen looked at him suspiciously, and even glanced at his stomach to make sure that he didn't mean something, but his own thinking.
When he got downstairs, Chen Jianan took his hand, eager to get the motorcycle, but Qiao Wen stopped him: "Wait, I'll take a look at a gift first."
"There are still gifts?" Chen Jianan pretended to be embarrassed, "We never gave gifts on our birthdays before."
The children in the slums, whose parents still remember their birthdays, can eat a bowl of birthday noodles and get a few pocket money, which is considered happiness. Birthday presents, birthday parties, that's something rich people have. What's more, when it was a boy, no matter how good Chen Jianan's relationship with the original body was, he never gave him a gift, at most he went to a sugar shop and an ice room to eat.
But who doesn't want to have a big birthday
Qiao Wen smiled: "After that, we will all give each other presents."
Chen Jianan nodded vigorously: "Well, send it to the age of eighty." After finishing speaking, he quickly added, "When you live until the age you live, send it to the age you live."
Qiao Wen: "Okay."
"What gift did you give me?" Chen Jianan followed him out.
Qiao Wen: "I'll know soon."
It was already past nine o'clock, and there were very few pedestrians on the road. He led the people to stop beside a blue Chevrolet car on the side of the road, took out a key from his pants pocket and handed it to him.
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"What?" Chen Jianan didn't know why.
"Gift."
Chen Jianan was puzzled, "Why did you give me a key?"
Qiao Wen laughed, and pointed to the car beside him.
Chen Jianan was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the key in his hand. After a long while, he finally realized something, and said incoherently, "... you gave me a car?"
Qiao Wen said: "Well, first of all, didn't you let me take the driver's license test with me? We start a company now, and we have to go out from time to time in the future. We can't always ride a motorcycle. Now we don't have much money, so we can only buy Well, I will buy a Mercedes-Benz Lamborghini when I have money later.”
Chen Jianan was so excited that his eyes widened, his lips trembled slightly, and he was speechless. He had just moved out of the city at first, and Qiao Wen took him to take his driver's license test. He thought that he would make money in the future. If you want to buy a good car for Xiao Qiao, you can't let him keep rubbing against Siyanzi's car.
Unexpectedly, in just a few short months, Qiao Wen gave him one first, and it was the model he liked when they were shopping in a car dealership between the two of them.
Damn, I really want to cry.
Seeing the 20-year-old man in front of him, his eye circles were red, Qiao Wen waved his hand twice in front of his face, and said with a broken smile, "Brother Nan, don't you need to be so excited?"
"Oh—" Chen Jianan roared, stretched out two strong arms, hugged Qiao Wen, and slapped him around a few times, "Little Qiao, you are so kind to me! I want to love him to death It's gone!"
Although there were not many pedestrians on the road, one or two passed by from time to time. A man was holding a man around, which was a bit scary no matter how you looked at it. Qiao Wen ordered this car a few days ago, and in order to surprise this guy, the people from the car dealer specially ordered it to be delivered this morning.
Sure enough, the success was amazing.
He was dizzy from being turned around, and finally landed on the ground. Chen Jianan held his face again, and kissed his forehead hard twice. This is not the first time he has done this, it happens every time he is excited, but he used to be at home, and this time on the street, Qiao Wen couldn't help but feel hot in his ears, he just wanted to dig a hole in the ground, but he It's not that the gophers can't get into the hole, so they can only hurriedly say: "Get in the car and try!"
"Yeah." Chen Jianan drove the car and threw the luggage bags of the two of them in the back seat of the car. Seeing Qiao Wen get on the car slowly and put on his seat belt, he said loudly, "Sit down!"
Qiao Wen saw his eyes glowing, and said with empathy: "Don't get excited, drive slowly!"
"Don't worry!" After finishing the words, I put my foot on the accelerator and stepped on it hard, and the car flew out like an arrow off the string.
Qiao Wen: "..."