Chapter Forty-Three: Qingxiao Jiake

Yang Fei looked at people, he still had two brushes, and when he looked at Jiang Ziqiang, he knew that he was an old organ, and he was a person who had held real power.

Jiang Ziqiang saw the stranger coming, and the majesty on his face reduced by three points, and nodded at Yang Fei.

"This is Comrade Yang Fei. This is my lover, Jiang Ziqiang. Wan Aimin has obviously communicated with her husband.

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Brother Jiang is good." ”

Jiang Ziqiang snorted: "It's not bad to be able to buy such a big house at such a young age, young man!"

Yang Fei said indifferently: "Do some small business." ”

Jiang Ziqiang said suddenly: "I heard my lover say that you turned out to be from the Southern Daily Chemical Factory?"

When Yang Fei heard him ask, he knew that he had some connections with the Nanhua Plant, and said with a smile: "I am also an employee of the Nanhua Plant now, but I just took a long vacation, which is equivalent to leaving my job without pay." ”

Jiang Ziqiang handed him a cigarette, sat down on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and said, "Is the Nanhua Plant so bad? The benefits of the first two years are okay!"

Yang Fei sat down on the sofa beside him and said, "This is a common problem of state-owned enterprises, not the case of the Dunan Chemical Plant. The thinking does not change, the power does not let go, the workers do not want to forge ahead, the leaders sit in the well and watch the sky, the sales rely on the national plan, and the products have not been innovated for 30 years. It is only a matter of time before such a factory is eliminated by the market. ”

Jiang Ziqiang raised his eyelids, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He has also read countless people, especially young people who have just come out of society, and he doesn't know how much he has been in contact with, but Yang Fei's composure, generosity, conversation, and insight greatly surprised him.

Jiang Ziqiang nodded slowly.

Wan Aimin was not interested in their conversation, and said, "What about the transfer contract, where did you put it?"

"In the study. After Jiang Ziqiang answered his wife's words, he put down Erlang's leg and said to Yang Fei, "The change of property rights of the house can only wait for tomorrow." I've already asked someone to say hello, and I'll go tomorrow morning, and I can complete the relevant procedures directly. ”

Yang Fei smiled: "It's okay, I'll pay the money first." ”

He put his bag on the coffee table, took out the bundled money, 11,000 yuan, and put it in two piles in front of Jiang Ziqiang: "Please Brother Jiang order it." ”

When Jiang Ziqiang saw the money, he didn't touch it first, and asked with a smile: "You paid the money first, aren't you afraid that we will pay the bill?"

Yang Fei said boldly: "The most important thing in dealing with people is integrity. When we do business, we often pay for the goods first, or pay for the goods first, if we don't even have this integrity, then we can't stand on our own. Moreover, there is already a sales contract between us, and I can trust you. You and Sister Wan are both people who make people feel familiar at first sight. ”

Jiang Ziqiang's eyes showed a hint of appreciation again, and said, "You are a person who does great things." In the contract, I have indicated the time of closing. ”

He slowly swallowed the clouds and smoke, and didn't even look at the money.

Wan Aimin poured a cup of tea for Yang Fei, took out the sales agreement, and showed it to Yang Fei, and the two parties had no doubts, so they signed their names.

Yang Fei's name signed first.

When Jiang Ziqiang signed, he glanced at his handwriting and said, "This handwriting is good, better than mine." You've practiced it. ”

"Yes, I practiced it when I was in school. ”

The two pressed their handprints again and stamped their private seals.

Wan Aimin picked up the money and counted it in front of Yang Fei.

Her method of counting the money is very professional, she faded the seal on the money to the side, stuck a stack of money with five fingers of her left hand, and quickly clicked with two fingers of her right hand.

Yang Fei's eyebrows moved, thinking that this was clearly the bank clerk's method of counting money, Wan Aimin was not from the bank, but also an accountant in the unit.

Wan Aimin clicked it once, faded the seal to the other end, and then quickly clicked it again.

The money is in her hands, just like a little girl who can dance, dancing. Brand new banknotes, rattling and rattling.

After she counted the money, she said with a smile: "Comrade Yang Fei, the amount of money is just right." ”

Putting the money into the bedroom, she said with a smile: "It's better to come early than to come by chance, the family is just having dinner, you eat and then leave." ”

Yang Fei got up at the right time to say goodbye: "Sister Wan, I won't bother you." I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. You see nine o'clock, okay?"

"Yes, you can. Wan Aimin nodded with a smile and sent him to the door.

Yang Fei said goodbye to Jiang Ziqiang, and said goodbye to the cute little girl of the Jiang family.

The little girl was setting the dishes and chopsticks, and when she heard the words, she jumped over and said sweetly: "Uncle, goodbye!"

"Xiaojia, just call the big brother. Wan Aimin touched the back of his daughter's neck.

Yang Fei thought to himself, this daughter is fortunate to have inherited her mother's advantages, this is a beautiful embryo, and said with a smile: "The flower path has not been swept, and the penghu is open for you." Yuan Rong squad, Qingxiao Jiake came with him. Xiaojia is named after this sentence, right?"

Jiang Ziqiang also got up to see off the guests, and said in surprise: "Have you read this poem?"

Yang Fei stood at the door and said: "Li Gang, Zhao Ding, Li Guang, and Hu Quan are collectively known as the four ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty, and they are one of the ancient famous generals I admire the most. Li Gang has not many poems handed down from generation to generation, this water tune song is the one I like, and he also has a small order, one of which I think is quite high. Youfang is not for the spring light, waiting for the autumn wind. Waiting for the autumn wind, the fragrance is stronger than the remaining flowers. ”

After Yang Fei left, Jiang Ziqiang closed the door and said thoughtfully: "This young man is very good!"

"It's rare, for so many years, I have rarely heard you praise others. Wan Aimin said with a smile.

"You say he's a secondary school graduate?"

"Yes, he said it himself, after graduating from secondary school, he was assigned to the Southern Daily Chemical Plant. ”

"I don't think his level is higher than that of many college students. ”

"Don't talk about him. Ziqiang, the old house is sold, we will set the new house tomorrow, right? I have compared a lot of commercial housing communities, I think the Royal Garden is the best, their finished house is only one, the style of decoration, are Hong Kong style, although the area is not large, but it is very warm and comfortable, compared to this big house, more homely taste. ”

"You are the vice president of the bank, and you are in charge of money. You can do as much as you want, don't take advantage of the developer, this kind of money, you can't reach out and ask for it. ”

"I know. I've been married to you for so many years, when do you see when I've been greedy? Besides, if I really want to stretch out my hand, I don't have to touch your light. ”

Jiang Ziqiang smiled helplessly and patted his daughter's back: "Xiaojia, have you practiced singing today?"

"Practice, Dad! I'll sing it to you. Jiang Xiaojia babbled a few words:

"The slave is embroidering silk in the embroidery room

Suddenly, I heard my mother calling a slave

She asked her sister to wash the cabbage

Suo Da Yi Zi Lang when Lang De Suo"

This song, called "Washing Vegetable Heart", is a fragment of a local opera, the tone is tactful, although she is young, but her body gestures are done very well, every action has a plank and an eye, beautiful like a painting.

Jiang Ziqiang clapped his hands, said hello with a smile, and went into the study.