Chapter 470: Hedong and Hexi
Mr. Wang drove his jeep through the streets and alleys, and after about ten minutes, he drove the car into a small alley.
Parking the car at the door of the innermost bungalow, Chen Dahe got out of the car and looked up, and his mouth was still smacking, "Okay, old man, if you live alone in a four-story wilderness, you are not afraid of hauntings?!"
"Your house is haunted, you can't speak human language, what's not wild, this is called a villa. Mr. Wang locked the car door and was about to open it, but the door clicked open from the inside.
"Yo, Director Wang is back," the old lady who opened the door was very enthusiastic and greeted with a smile, "Didn't you go to work today?"
"Ah," Wang Yun smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, nodded and said, "Today my grandson came over and took a day off to pick him up." ”
"Oh, really handsome young man," the old aunt looked at Chen Dahe, just like the mother-in-law who looked at her son-in-law, holding her hands and nodding repeatedly, "If my daughter is not married, I will definitely invite someone to your house to talk to the matchmaker." ”
"Haha," Mr. Wang said haha, "It's too late to get married, my grandson is getting married early,"
Then he looked at the bamboo basket that the old aunt was carrying, "You are going to buy vegetables, there will be no good food if it is too late." ”
"Yo," the old lady slapped her forehead and hurriedly walked out, "I have to hurry up and see you back." ”
"See you later," Wang Yun waved his hand, and then pushed open the door and walked inside.
"What's the situation?" Chen Dahe whispered behind him, "It's decided so soon, and we're all living together?"
"you," Old Man Wang kicked him off with a horse hoove, "How do you speak, there are more than a dozen households living in this building, I am on the second floor, and the one just now is my neighbor." ”
"Oh, I see," Chen Dahe nodded, walked up the narrow staircase, and asked casually, "Old man Wang, I heard her call you the director just now, what kind of bureau?"
"Cultural Affairs Bureau," Wang Yun also replied casually, "Actually, it's a deputy bureau, and I haven't worked much, and my main job is still in the Shanghai Museum, and I am also the deputy director." ”
"No, you," Chen Dahe glared, "Look at the old man Luo, the students are about to become the deputy minister of the Ministry of Culture, and they themselves will run to the Forbidden City twice in three days, you are not as high as the student position, no, the difference is too far!"
He said that Zhai Guoxin is naturally relying on the achievements of the Cultural Exchange Center, and now he has already actually presided over the work of the vice minister, mainly responsible for foreign cultural exchanges and cooperation, but he must wait for the meeting before he can officially do the position of the vice minister.
Old Man Wang was still unmoved, panting and crawling to the second floor, took out the key to open a door, pouted and said, "If I want to be an official, the position of the Palace Museum as a family member is mine, can I be worse than that old man Luo who is full of nonsense?
"Heh, the tone is not small, I see that you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour," Chen Dahe expressed contempt, but in his heart he was not surprised at all, he was one, and Old Man Huang was one, both of them didn't seem to be interested in politics, and now they are sitting in this position, not so much as being an official, but to reduce some trouble, or for other conveniences.
As he spoke, he followed Old Man Wang into the house, and Chen Dahe turned his head to look.
With an area of more than 20 square meters, a layout of one bedroom and one living room, you can see the bottom at a glance, Chen Dahe stood at the door of the room, shook his head and said, "Old man, why don't you change to a better house, it's too small here." ”
"I'm a lonely old man, what do I want such a big house for," Wang Yun sat on the recliner and waved at Chen Dahe, "pour water." ”
"Who is the guest?" Chen Dahe darkened his face, walked to the cabinet of five drawers, lifted the boiling water bottle on it and poured two glasses of water,
Walked to the chair and sat down with one cup in one hand, then put the water on the coffee table before continuing, "The size is also a deputy bureau, this treatment is a little worse!"
"It's already good," Mr. Wang picked up the water cup and took two sips, and said with a smile, "You think this is Shang, this is Shanghai! Since ancient times, there are clouds, Chang'an residence, it is not easy, Shanghai is not Chang'an, but it is more than that, many families of five or six people are crowded in a dozen square meters of tube building, not as spacious as I am, people, I know enough!"
"If you want me to say, discontentment is the root of the development of human society!" Chen Dahe also held a glass of water and nonsense, "If you are content, who will struggle?"
Then he suddenly thought of something, so he turned sideways, looked at Wang Yun and whispered, "Old man, don't you have a car, why don't you go a little farther away to get a bigger one?" Puxi is very crowded, but Pudong is spacious!"
"You don't understand this," Old Man Wang squinted at him with his eyes, "There is an old saying among the people of Shanghai, they would rather have a bed in Puxi than a house in Puxi, that place is barren and not suitable for people to live in!"
"Then have you heard a saying?" Chen Dahe said with a smile, "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, even if feng shui takes turns, it should be Pudong's turn." ”
As soon as he heard this, Wang Yun was just about to be sarcastic, but he suddenly paused and squinted at him, "Boy, you have something to say, is it possible, the top intends to move Shang Hai?"
He couldn't help but suspect that this kid lived in the capital, and there was an old man Luo who often ran to the Forbidden City on the side, so he might be able to hear some news.
It's just that, according to his speculation, the timing is not right.
"Don't guess," Chen Dahe waved his hand, "The experimental fields in the south haven't been harvested yet, what kind of Shanghai is moving, if you want to move, at least after the experimental fields have achieved results,"
Chen Dahe said, lowering his voice again, pretending to be mysterious, "Think about it, what kind of place is Shanghai? It was called the Paris of the Far East decades ago, if the reform is really effective, can the top not bring the successful experience here as soon as possible?"
Old Man Wang nodded and didn't speak, this is right, it's almost the same as he guessed.
"Boy," Wang Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly looked at him and said, "Do you want me to buy a few pieces of land in Pudong for you to put away?"
"Don't," Chen Dahe decisively shook his head and refused, "I haven't thought about it, and besides, you just know about buying antiques, if it is exposed and exposed, just pull it on Hongmen, don't catch me." ”
If Wang Yun mentioned this last year, maybe he would really agree, ask the old man to find a few good pieces of land for him, and then buy it in the name of Jones Company, and wait until more than ten years later to develop it, to say the least, it is hundreds of times the profit, but now, you have to keep a low profile, and resolutely do not move if you can not move, so as not to burn yourself.
But if you don't move now, ten years from now, you will definitely have to move at that time.
And Old Man Wang also nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, yes, calm and not aggressive, much stronger than in those years, it seems that the past two years have not been in vain with Old Man Luo." ”
Chen Dahe's face was full of embarrassment, Guan Luo's old man is, I have to thank the American consortium.
Usually Wang Yun three meals a day are solved outside, never at home fire, today Chen Dahe came, naturally will not bother him to do it himself, at home for a short rest, then took Chen Dahe to the City God Temple area for a walk, by the way to eat a full stomach, at night at home will be a night, the next morning, he will be sent to the airport to return to Beijin.