A black Mercedes-Benz drove up at the door of the building, and a man in his fifties got out. He had gray hair, but had a good temperament and was well-dressed.
Wang Wenming was greeting him, and upon seeing this, Zhang Tan and others stepped forward one after another.
"Teacher Chen! Long time no see."
Zhang Tan was still some distance away, so he quickened his pace and stretched out his hand.
When Teacher Chen saw this, he laughed and hurried forward, and held Zhang Tan tightly.
"It's been such a long time since we last saw each other. When we said goodbye, you turned into a dragon and left like a storm."
This person is Chen Bing, the director invited to direct "The Matrix".
After Xie Ou extended an invitation to him, he agreed without even thinking about it, so that the words Xie Ou prepared were completely useless.
Chen Bing is a resolute person. He accepted the invitation in the morning and flew straight to Pujiang in the afternoon to meet Zhang Tan. It seemed that he was about to start work.
"Teacher Chen, I am Ren Zhicheng."
Ren Zhicheng was very respectful in front of Chen Bing.
"Director Ren, I don't dare to be called teacher. You can just call me Lao Chen.
Ren Zhicheng was polite to Chen Bingke, and Wang Hao, who was just starting out, was even more respectful and still called Teacher Chen.
"Wang Hao, I have seen your films "Mo Di" and "My Childhood Looking South". You are so talented. I just need to give you time. You will definitely be one of Mr. Zhang's generals in the future."
In the afternoon, a group of people got into the conference room to discuss the script. It was not until seven o'clock in the evening that Zhang Tan was able to leave.
Chen Bing is really crazy at work.
Although Zhang Tan went back first, Chen Bing, Ren Zhicheng and Wang Hao stayed behind and still had to discuss the project work.
Before Zhang Tan left, he specifically told Wang Wenming to serve the three of them well and prepare tea and fruits.
When they returned to Little Red Horse, Xiaobai and the other three were not there.
After asking, I learned that these three little ones had gone to find Bai Jianping again.
Recently, they ran to Lao Bai's place after eating...oh no, they ran to Lao Bai's place without eating.
Zhang Tan took a look at the children in the classroom, and found that there were indeed many unfamiliar faces, while there were far fewer familiar children.
It was strange to him, but to Xiaobai, she was already familiar with all these children.
"Zhang Tan~ Are you getting off work now?"
Aunt Huang, the director of the garden, may have heard the footsteps in the corridor. When Zhang Tan happened to pass by the second floor, she stuck her head out to say hello.
"Yes, there are a lot of things going on today." Zhang Tan responded.
"Are you tired? Come here, I have a pot of wolfberry tea."
Aunt Huang enthusiastically called Zhang Tan to the office and poured him a drink.
Zhang Tan was a little embarrassed. He was a strong young man, so why should he drink wolfberry?
He didn't dare to ask where this wolfberry tea came from.
While drinking tea and chatting, Aunt Huang talked about some things in the school and started other family affairs.
"The house over there in the village is going to be pre-sold, did you know?" Aunt Huang said suddenly.
"House? Over there? I don't know." Zhang Tan asked doubtfully.
Aunt Huang said: "Didn't the village chief inform you? Really! I'll ask him later why he left you behind."
Zhang Tan quickly said: "Don't ask, don't ask. It seems that he called me today. I was too busy at the time and didn't answer. I forgot about it later."
Aunt Huang said: "That's good. If you don't answer, you don't answer."
Aunt Huang has some double standards, but Zhang Tan thinks this double standard is very cute.
"What is it? Aunt Huang, please tell me." Zhang Tan asked.
Aunt Huang said: "Isn't there a construction site in the west of the village? Aren't all the people from Aunt Xiaobai's house working there in the past few years? Uncle Xiaobai and Aunt Xiaobai also worked there before."
Zhang Tan said: "Remember, there seems to be a real estate building there."
"Yes, the property has not been built yet, but pre-sales have begun." Aunt Huang said.
That construction site was where Lao Bai and Ma Lanhua used to work. Later, Lao Bai from Baijia Village worked there, but they didn't come back after the Chinese New Year this year.
Aunt Huang told Zhang Tan that the pre-sale of the houses in that project had already started.
"In Huangjiacun, if there is anything you want to buy, we will give it priority, but one family can only purchase one set, regardless of the size." Aunt Huang said, "If you want to buy, you can register first and get a 20% discount."
"But!" Aunt Huang said again: "If you give me a 20% discount, then this house cannot be sold in the next five years."
Zhang Tan said: "I really want to buy a set."
His mind was racing, and he thought of buying a set and giving it to Bai Jianping and Ma Lanhua in the future to thank them for taking care of Xiaobai over the years.
This gift is substantial enough to express his gratitude.
Aunt Huang smiled and said: "Don't worry, there is still compensation for demolition. The old house will be demolished and converted into a new house. Don't you have a demolished shop over there?"
Zhang Tan quickly thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.
His family originally had several stores on the west side of Huangjia Village, within the scope of the real estate.
Because it was handled by his grandparents at the time and had not passed through his hands, he never remembered it before.
"Do you know how many houses have been repaired?" Aunt Huang asked.
Zhang Tan said: "There are several sets."
Aunt Huang said: "I don't remember. I should keep the voucher at that time. It's in the bank's cash box or at home. You can go back and look for it."
"Hey~"
Zhang Tan was a little embarrassed. He returned home and found his safe. After opening it, he found an envelope in the third-floor compartment. Inside was the original demolition compensation certificate, with the new house for compensation written in black and white.
The quantity is five sets.
Zhang Tan exhaled and looked at the voucher carefully. If such an ordinary piece of paper hadn't been put in an envelope with other valuables, he would have thrown it away as waste paper.
This is worth tens of millions.
Now there is no need to buy another one. Choose one of these five houses and give it to Bai Jianping and Ma Lanhua.
Just when I thought of this, my phone rang, and the caller ID was the village chief.
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After answering the call from the village chief, footsteps were heard in the living room. Zhang Tan locked the safe again. When he went out, he happened to see the three Xiaobais returning home.
The three little ones were still talking about it, seriously discussing the current political news they had just watched at Uncle Bai's house.
Of course, when they discuss current political news, they are no longer discussing the news itself, but they start various associations based on it, and they follow the rules at will.
Seeing that Old Man Zhang had returned home, the three of them just said hello and continued their discussion without even watching the cartoon.
Until Xiaobai remembered something and told Old Man Zhang that they met a singing uncle on the overpass today.
That uncle was a street singer they had met in the subway aisle before. Of course, they had sung songs such as "Little White Boat" with this street singer.
When passing by today, the other party was recognized by Xiaobai.
