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As the place where twenty-four emperors from the Ming and Qing dynasties lived, the Forbidden City's feng shui goes without saying. It is a large dragon vein running through the north and south. Although there are slight flaws in the feng shui of some small buildings, it is still a rare place. getaway paradise.
The reason why Ye Tian chose to buy a courtyard to live nearby has his own reasons. He can set up formations in the courtyard to communicate with the huge vitality in the Forbidden City and nourish himself.
"Ye Tian, ??do you really want to buy it? That's 800,000 yuan. You can even buy a small villa in the suburbs"
The old lady didn¡¯t understand Ye Tian¡¯s decision. Old Wangtou was eager to sell the courtyard as soon as possible. Anyway, he couldn¡¯t get rid of those people who lived there for free, which would cause trouble every day.
"Auntie, you won't suffer a loss if you buy it. Isn't there going to be housing reform soon? I estimate that housing prices in Beijing will continue to rise. If you buy it for 800,000 now, you might be able to sell it for 8 million in the future"
Ye Tian laughed when he heard this. Although he dropped out of school in Huaqing, Ye Tian had a background in architecture. From a professional point of view, the prices of building materials on the market have been rising, and rising housing prices are also an inevitable trend in future development.
However, when Ye Tian said these words, he did not realize that he still underestimated the government's determination to use real estate to stimulate GDP. Just ten years later, his property has not increased tenfold, but has increased hundreds of times. .
"You kid, what good things are you thinking about? Forget it, since you want to see it, aunt will accompany you in the afternoon, but aunt tells you that you can only use half of the house you bought, and the old residents will not move out. of¡¡"
Everyone in the old Ye family was more stubborn than the last. Seeing that Ye Tian was determined to buy it, the old lady stopped talking. Speaking of buying the yard, she lived close to here, so it was quite convenient to move around on weekdays. .
After hearing what the old lady said, Ye Tian smiled and said disapprovingly: "Auntie, I'll talk to them and they will move away"
As the old street director, Ye Donglan spent a lot of time coordinating the relationship between the landlord and the residents, but in the end it turned out that both parties were not human beings. Since then, she has not been involved in these disputes.
Seeing Ye Tian's attitude now, the old lady couldn't help but pick up the loofah in her hand, knocked it on her nephew's head, and said angrily: "Be reasonable? My aunt has been reasoning with them all these years, and no one has moved." Come on, why are you kid thinking so easily?"
Ye Tian touched his head and said, "Auntie, don't worry, there will be a way"
"What can we do? We can't do anything illegal? Ye Tian, ??can't you be confused?" After hearing what her nephew said, the old lady was startled. She knew that Ye Tian was good at martial arts. If he couldn't help but fight with others, That would be big trouble.
You know, those people who are refusing to leave are basically old Beijingers. They are no worse than Tianqiao¡¯s hob meat. They serve soft and hard food and won¡¯t eat it. Even a little finger on them can make you noisy. The chickens and dogs at home are restless.
"Which one is that? Auntie, just relax, am I that kind of person?"
Ye Tian couldn't laugh or cry when the old lady said that there was nothing others could do against those residents, but that didn't mean that Ye Tian couldn't do anything either. He still didn't believe it. If the yard became a haunted house, would anyone dare to continue living in it?
"That's it, my aunt will take you to see it this afternoon" Seeing Ye Tian's confident look, the old lady agreed.
The old lady also had a quick temper. After lunch, she took Ye Tian to the house located northeast of the Imperial City.
"Hey, old director, I haven't seen you for a while"
"Aunt Ye, are you visiting? Have you had lunch?"
"Sister Ye, what are you busy with during this time? I didn't even see you dancing in the evening"
The old lady¡¯s popularity is really good. After entering the yard, she could not stop hearing the greetings. Just looking at the enthusiasm of these people, no one would have thought that they were the old residents who were hanging on.
In fact, these people are the same as ordinary people. They lived here in a special era. Firstly, they have feelings for each other. Secondly, their work unit allowed them to live here. Now that they move out, the work unit does not care about them, so it has changed. It has become a historical issue.
There are also some people who have the mentality of taking advantage.
"It's not that these people don't have money or a house, but when they see others not moving, they are unwilling to move. There are such people in this courtyard. The couple got into the car andAfter many years, this kind of human relationship still exists.
"I'll be free right now, but Xiaoye, if you bought this house, don't regret it. Are you saying that your old uncle Wang cheated you?"
Lao Wangtou had long wanted to throw away this hot potato, but looking at Director Ye's face, he still reminded Ye Tian.
"Uncle Wang, don't worry, we are Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer!"
Ye Tian laughed when he heard this. He was already happy at this moment. After the courtyard is renovated, its feng shui will be even better than that of the Taoist temple in Maoshan.
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