Chapter 51: Locking the Position

At this time, Zhou Qiang and his entourage were all looking at this open space, and around the open space was a brick wall, and the brick wall was rubbed with a layer of white paint, which already looked mottled and old, and even scattered red bricks could be seen.

The brick wall is more than two meters high, Zhou Qiang can't see the situation inside, he circled around the brick wall for most of the circle, and didn't find any slogans and words, walked for a while, and found a door on the west side, saying that it was a door, but in fact it was just an iron fence, through the gap in the fence, you could see the situation in the open space.

The area of this open space is large, the ground is lined with rubble and rotten tiles, and green vegetation is drilled out of the cracks of the rubble, and there is an abandoned two-story building still standing tenaciously, but the top floor of the small building has been lifted, and the glass is all shattered, just waiting for the bulldozer to completely knock it down.

Zhou Qiang looked hard through the iron fence and found that on the right side of the iron fence, there was a simple small house, because it was built next to the brick wall, which blocked Zhou Qiang's vision just now.

"Boom, boom......" Zhou Qiang pushed the iron fence hard and shouted in the direction of the simple house.

After a while, the door of the simple room opened, and an old man in his sixties came out, holding a fan, shirtless, wearing a big trousers, looking in the direction of the iron fence and shouting: "What are you doing, there is no steel scrap metal sold here, let's go." ”

Nowadays, the buildings are all cement for meat and steel for bones, so after demolition, there will be a lot of steel bars, although these steel bars are wrapped in cement, and it is very troublesome to get them out, but there are still many people who collect waste products will buy, smash the cement open, and take out the steel bars.

"Uncle, we are not collecting scrap, we want to ask you something. Zhou Qiang showed a wry smile, his clothes are not expensive, but he also wears clean and tidy, does it have anything to do with selling scrap products?

"What's the matter?" the man guarding the door shook his fan and paced over unhurriedly.

"Uncle, you have a cigarette. Seeing the old man coming over, Zhou Qiang took out a cigarette case from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

The old man picked up the cigarette, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, looking satisfied, but instead of smoking it, he put it on his ear.

"Say it. The old man pouted.

"Uncle, which company does our vacant land belong to?" Zhou Qiang asked.

"What company is not a company, this is the land of the government. The old man snorted.

Hearing this, Zhou Qiang smiled more, spoke more politely, and said, "Uncle, what do you call it?"

"My surname is Huang, you can just call me Lao Huang. ”

"Uncle Huang, do you know which government department this is?" Zhou Qiang said tentatively.

"I'll just look at the door, I can't tell. Lao Huang shook his head.

"Uncle, can you be sure that this land belongs to the government?" Zhou Qiang confirmed again.

"Of course, my son works in the government, and he helped me find this job. Saying this, the old man's chest was held high, and his tone was a little higher.

"Uncle, since your son works in the government, his income is definitely not low, you are not at home to enjoy Qingfu, why did you come here to watch the door?" Zhou Jian came up and asked.

"My son earns a lot of money, and that's also handed over to his wife, and the family lives in a small place, and I can still earn money when I move out, I can buy cigarettes if I want to, and I can buy alcohol if I want to drink, and when I'm old, I don't want to ask for help. The old man said very indifferently, but there was a touch of loss in his expression, and his heart was obviously not so calm.

"Uncle, this box of cigarettes is my filial piety to you, thank you for your help, you can rest all the time. With that, Zhou Qiang handed the box of cigarettes to the old man.

"This is leaving?" Old man Huang was a little lonely, and seemed to want to talk again.

"We still have some business to do, and I'll be back to see you later. Zhou Qiang said with a smile.

"You young people are busy, let's go. Old man Huang waved his fan, muttered as if with emotion, and slowly walked towards the simple room.

"My son works in the government, and he also lets Lao Tzu watch the door in the simple room, it's really not a thing, I'm sorry. Zhou Jian took a sip, looking a little indignant.

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and perhaps his son also has a hard time. Zhou Qiang sighed.

"Working in the government, with good benefits, what can you do?" Zhou Jian snorted.

"Listening to the old man's accent, he should be a foreigner, and he doesn't seem to be very rich, although his son works in the government, it is estimated that he can't afford to buy a house, maybe he lives in his mother-in-law's house, and his son is under the fence, how to take care of Lao Tzu. Zhou Qiang guessed.

"I said brother, you have an occupational disease, why is everything related to the house. Zhou Jian rolled his eyes and said disapprerovingly.

"Rich people may not take the house as a thing, but for small people like us, the house is a big deal, not to mention getting married, having children, and supporting the elderly, you can't avoid it. Zhou Qiang said.

"Brother Zhou is right, it is indeed such a gift, my son is only in junior high school now, and the class is discussing the house, which classmate has money and bought several houses, which classmate does not have a house, and his girlfriend is going to break up; The driver, Master Zhang, sighed with emotion, a middle-aged man like him, old and young, is the pillar of the family, and his understanding of the importance of the house is no less than that of Zhou Qiang.

"Come on, I won't talk to you about this, anyway, I haven't thought about buying a house in the capital, I guess I don't have much hope in this life, and if I mix in the capital for another two years, if not, I will go back to the village, find a woman, have a child, and be blind." Zhou Jian said.

"Xiao Jian, the girls in the village get married early, they get married in their early twenties, and you will be three years old in two years, a few years older than others, who can still look up to you. Zhou Qiang quipped.

"Go, go, stop talking about this, get down to business. Zhou Jian waved his hand, not wanting to dwell on this question, and said, "What do you think of this land, is it possible to build a high school?"

"Possibly, both in terms of location and size, I think it's all suitable. Zhou Qiang nodded slightly, and said with a straight face.

"Brother Zhou, since you think it's possible, why are you in a hurry to leave?" the driver, Master Zhang, wondered.

"My idea is to take a walk around Yuejin Road and see if there are any other suitable places, and if there are no other suitable places to build a high school, then this place is more likely, and then we can come back and focus on this land. Zhou Qiang pondered for a moment and said what he thought in his heart.

"Yes, high school math class was not in vain, remember to use the elimination method. Zhou Jian shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay, listen to you, I'm pulling you around. The driver, Master Zhang, answered, and then started the car.

At the beginning, Master Zhang didn't believe Zhou Qiang's words, but seeing Zhou Qiang's serious search, coupled with the whole process of accompanying and analyzing, he believed Zhou Qiang's words a little, and now he wants to continue to follow and see how possible it is to build a high school.

Perhaps, this is also an opportunity for him, as long as he can build a key high school, even if the housing price does not rise much, and the matter of his son's school is solved, it is worth it.