When he threw a thick stack of property rights certificates in front of his wife's eyes, Ding Qiunan's eyes widened.
"Good guy, how long have you been out now and you have accomplished so much?"
"What do you think?" Li Chu's triumphant expression was like that of a child who got good grades and was waiting for praise from his mother.
He picked up his wife's water glass on the table and drank a few sips of water.
"I'm telling you, except for the room in the middle courtyard and the backyard of Lao Yi's house, everything else is done. Oh no, there is also a room in Xu Damao's house."
"What are you going to do with that guy from Damao's family?"
"Same, buy it for six hundred yuan."
"I guess he won't ask for money."
"That's not possible. You have to give it. Otherwise, what will happen to me? What if someone sues me for this one day? I can't tell."
"Not bad, no tail raised." Ding Qiunan had a cowardly expression on his face, which made Li Chu dumbfounded.
"That's the kind of person I am."
The couple here were chatting happily, but the few people in the middle courtyard over there were completely unable to sit still.
The main house and the family that He Yuzhu had changed rooms with at that time also came back, and the families in their middle courtyard got together to discuss.
"What to do now? Everything that can be sold in the front and back yards has been sold."
"They are too careless. Didn't they agree to advance and retreat together?"
Listening to the words of the male owner of the main house, Qin Huairu showed a look of disdain on his lips.
Are we still going forward and retreating at the same time? Since the second uncle and the third uncle talked to everyone about this yesterday, you know that this is possible. Everyone has his own big plan.
These people in the back yard and front yard can sell together because our houses are all very different in size. As long as no one sells, it is impossible for others to think about raising the price, unless he plans to change to a unit.
It is even more possible to sell it to others. Who could be asking around? As soon as someone hears about the good guy, he sells it to someone else for 800. He asks you for 100. Why, you look like a little bastard.
"We are the only ones left now, what should we do? Let's discuss a countermeasure. Otherwise, if Niuzhi clears up the backyard, we will be in trouble."
Zhao Zhijun, Lao Cai, the man next door to your house, shouted.
You sat there and didn't say a word. It was up to you to decide which ones were selling it. You had already made up your mind to sell it to Li Chu. One hundred yuan a room would cost you eight hundred yuan at most. You could just grit your teeth.
Accept it as an apology to me.
"Huai Ru, why did he express his opinion?"
"Hey, what can you, a woman, say? You told Lao Cai earlier this morning that if you buy one hundred rooms, you will sell them right away as long as I add the sum."
"Then...that's a hundred more than the price we discussed last night."
"There's nothing we can do about it? Unless he wants to watch someone tear up the backyard, it will be troublesome for us to go out and retreat. Besides, the ones in the back and front yards are also cheaper than what they said last night."
"Huai Ru, does he have a good relationship with Li Chu, my wife? He should talk to you."
"Do you have a good relationship with others? He thinks highly of you too much. They just see you as a widow and pity you. They will know what you have done in the future, and whether their women come to deal with you or not, you don't care.
Well, I’m still looking for someone else.”
After hearing what Zhao Zhijun said about the one hundred years ago, the man in the main room began to think about it secretly.
My house is smaller, and it is also the main house. Last night I said that the price of 2,700 yuan is sky-high, but the difference between 2,000 yuan and 2,000 yuan is probably a little less. The most affordable price is 1,400 yuan.
Thinking of that, I also made up my mind, and planned to tell Zhao Zhijun before we finish the discussion, and let you take me to find this Niu Zhi.
If I knew them at all, I would know them wherever I go.
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In the main hospital, a young man rushed out from the operating room and ran away. Even the family members of the patients who were surrounding the door of the operating room ignored him.
As a result, I was worried because there was still a patient lying under the operating bed whose life or death was uncertain.
It should be said that the injured person is more suitable, and the injured person works for our main hospital.
The few people surrounding the door of the operating room just now were the co-workers of the man outside.
Those people were working to demolish the old administrative building of our main hospital. While this man was working outside, his heart was hit by a small piece of brick and stone, and he vomited blood on the spot.
Before we were sent there, it was very slow to leave the operating room. But when we were halfway through the operation, we still couldn't find one or even two bleeding points. We just had to dig out everything outside the chest.
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There was a way, Director Rico Chen, the surgeon, could only ask someone to call Li Chu.
That kind of thing happened once or twice. When I think about myself as a knife in the main hospital, I have asked a Chinese medicine doctor for help several times, even if the Chinese medicine doctor is the leader of the hospital, I feel ashamed.
Hit the wall.
But now I can only pray silently in my heart, Director Li must be in the hospital, otherwise we can only watch the worker hanging under the operating table because of slow bleeding during blood transfusion.
Is that the famous math problem?
The young man who ran out of the operating room came to an office far away, picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hey, Assistant Zhao, you are from Rico's operating room. Dean Li is here. You want to ask me for help."
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"What? Going out?"
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"Oh oh oh, you are hanging up the phone. Please help him take a look. If he is here, please come to Rico's operating room as soon as possible."
Here Niu Zhilan knew the seriousness of the matter, threw the phone under the desk, and ran out.
I first ran to Li Chu's office and took down the white coat hanging under the wall, and then ran to the stairwell with a bang.
The sound of running attracted everyone outside the office on the seventh floor to come out to see what was going on.
When he saw Ding Qiunan running with a white coat, he knew that there must be some critically ill or important patients, so they all returned to the outside of the office.
"Boss, Rico's operating room is calling to ask you for a favor."
Niu Zhilan was panting after a short period of intense running, but I still held my breath and spoke out.
When Niu Zhi saw me appearing at the door, still holding a white coat in my hand, he knew that nothing was wrong. He had already stood up, took out the needle pack from his bag under the desk and walked towards the door.
He took his white coat and walked slowly towards the building, saying, "He told us that we'll be there in two minutes."
"yes"
Qin Huairu, who had just stood up, heard the call from Rico's operating room and sat back down under the chair again. You are used to that kind of thing. Not to mention the call during the day, everyone in the middle of the night knows how many times it has been called.
, so now when Li Chu comes home from work in the evening, he usually drives back by himself, so that the car will be at his doorstep, which is convenient if he needs to use it.
(Preview: Dear book friends, this chapter is the first update today. The last chapter was at 11 o'clock. Thank you for your support and encouragement.)