"Huh~" Hua Zhao was immediately surrounded by people.
"Really give 1000?" Seven or eight people asked at the same time.
In 1980, the national per capita annual wage has reached 762, while the Shanghai stock market is 872.
1,000 yuan is a lot, and it is 1,000 yuan that fell for no reason.
If they live here, they have to pay the rent, move out, and find another place to live, pay the same rent, maybe even cheaper.
Back then, the Yao family mansion was quite expensive! But after so many years, the place is tattered and not worth the money.
"Really." Hua Zhao opened his backpack, and bundles of brand-new RMB were revealed, which immediately caught the attention of people.
I also believe that she has this strength.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Why are you so rich? Where did your money come from?"
Bad tone.
"I'm an overseas Chinese." Hua Zhao said.
One sentence silenced the surroundings. The overseas Chinese have money, and the money of the overseas Chinese is not to exploit them. It is reasonable and legal, and there is nothing wrong with it.
"Why let us out? I like living here!" Suddenly, an old lady shouted.
Everyone turned around and recognized that it was Mrs. Li who was speaking. She lived in the best house in the Yao family's mansion, a suite on the second floor, the former master room, more than 60 square meters, luxuriously decorated, and it still remains as it is now.
Wooden floor, crystal lamps.
She can't find such a house for 3 yuan.
Hua Zhao heard the whole story from everyone's gossip, and also heard that the old lady got the house from her son.
And her son doesn't live here now and goes to work in Pengcheng.
Hua Zhao pondered for a while, ignored her, and continued to mobilize others.
If you move out early, you will get 1,000 yuan, if you move out one day later, you will get 500 yuan less, and if you move out two days later, you will get 900 yuan less.
It's a bit exciting.
Hua Zhao was still fanning the flames: "If everyone just doesn't want to leave this familiar living area, then it's better soon, there may be good houses for rent in the surrounding alleys, but there are certainly not many, first come first served, later , you have to move away from here..."
Before she could finish speaking, there were a few less people in the crowd and ran out to look for a house...
There was some commotion in the crowd.
Hua Zhao continued: "But it's worth it to go further. Although 1,000 yuan is not a lot, it is at most a year and a half's salary for one person, but think about it, who doesn't eat or drink? If you want to save 1,000 yuan, you have to How many years? How much does it cost to marry a daughter-in-law?"
1,000 yuan, I have to save it for five, six, seven or eighty years...
For ordinary people to marry a daughter-in-law, three or five hundred yuan is enough!
"Hula", there was no one around Hua Zhao, and they all went out to look for a house.
Only the old lady in front of her remained.
"I won't move!" The old lady glared at Hua Zhao fiercely.
"The house is mine, I have the final say." Hua Zhao said.
"Bah! I rented the house from the state, and it's not easy to use yours!" The old lady was righteous.
Hua Zhao smiled and said, "Auntie, look up if it's okay, the world is different now."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, ignoring the old lady.
The world is indeed different. In fact, since last year, the rented houses have been returned one after another.
The ones that haven't been paid up to now are basically because there are too many people living there and it is not easy to settle them.
However, Hua Zhao held the real estate certificate in her hand, so she was justified.
She went to the people on the street and told them about it.
The tenant moved out by herself, of course she could take the house back.
It's just that the rent of these people will not be handed over to the street in the future, which makes the people on the street look bad.
It's time to use the leaf name again...
But Hua Zhao wasn't discouraged. Well, network connections had to be established slowly, not overnight.
She borrowed the phone from the street, called Ye Ming in public, and told what happened.
Ye Ming seemed to be in chaos, and Hua Zhao heard that there seemed to be a woman crying.
There were so many people standing by their ears, and Hua Zhao didn't ask.
"I see, I'll call the person over there right now, this matter is easy to solve." Ye Ming hung up the phone and called another person.
In the past few days, he has been dredging the contacts in the Shanghai market, and now there are people who can speak directly.
Moreover, Hua Zhao didn't drive people away, but paid them to go. No one could stop them from leaving voluntarily.
What's more, the house is no longer in Yao Huai's hands, and the rent should not be withheld, it should be given to the new owner.
Therefore, what Hua Zhao asked for was reasonable and compliant, and there was no problem at all.
After hanging up Ye Ming's phone and waiting for 5 minutes, the street here received the call from above, asking them to cooperate fully with Hua Zhao and vacate the house.
The attitude of the street people towards Hua Zhao immediately became friendly.
Hua Zhao didn't put on airs, and said with a smile: "I have something to trouble you all. I'm not good at math, and I always count the wrong money. When the time comes, I will trouble you all about sending money to each family."
Of course it won't keep you busy.
Hua Zhao turned back, and the two bodyguards each carried two large bags to the table and opened them.
It is the most expensive imported candy and chocolate in overseas Chinese stores. More than 20 yuan per catty, or even money can't buy it, you must have foreign exchange coupons.
This kind of thing comes out as a gift, especially face.
And the "gadget" like giving candy does not violate the principle.
The people on the street suddenly became more enthusiastic, and immediately said they would help.
And he did what he said, and immediately someone carried the table and the notebook to the Yao family's old house, setting up the scene.
The people who came in and out saw their footsteps faster.
It seems that the people of Hua Zhaoqing were supported by the above. If they left three days late and were forcibly cleared out, the gains outweighed the losses.
This is what Hua Zhao wants.
Forced cleansing? The use of the relationship may be big, there is no need.
Just scare and scare.
As for those who can't be scared away, let's talk about it!
Old Mrs. Li came down from the upstairs, and when she saw the situation, she immediately went to reason with the people on the street.
The magistrate is not as good as the current one. Although Mrs. Li's son, the official, is not small, it has no direct relationship with their streets.
Even if their immediate leaders have spoken out, who would dare to defy Hua Zhao's side?
A few eloquent women on the street suddenly ran on Mrs. Li.
Madam Li's chest heaved with anger, her eyes rolled, and she fell to the ground.
"Oh, I can't do it, I have a heart attack..."
The people around were stunned. Although this old lady is usually very strong, she likes to put on airs, and she likes to teach others, but she has never spilled it.
But she had never heard of a heart attack before.
Some people speculate that she is pretending to be sick, but no one can say that, after all, she is an old man.
No one came forward, and everyone looked at Hua Zhao to see how she, the owner of the house, would deal with it.
Hua Zhao saw that she was pretending.
"Old man, do you have a heart attack?" Hua Zhao asked with concern, standing in front of her.
"Ouch... oops~" Mrs. Li didn't speak, just clutched her chest.
Since her son became a high-ranking official, she hasn't been playing for many years, but she hasn't forgotten this skill, and now she picks it up in a blink of an eye.