Zhang Xingming said that he sent letters of praise to several classmates and wore small red flowers. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Gang was a little excited when he heard the little blushing, in that era, the power of praise was really great, and a red flower could make people exert several times the strength.

Many eighth-level technicians in the factory use their hands to polish world-class precision workpieces, and use soil methods to improve the accuracy of equipment.

Teacher Fu said: "It's really good, Yu Gang's performance today is a little hero, go back to the teacher to find the school, we also have to praise, when classmates are bullied, a man should stand up like this, good." He raised his hand and touched Yu Gang's little face.

Zhang Xingming found that Mr. Fu was particularly willing to touch the faces of male students.

Zhang Xingming looked at Chen Zisheng who was standing on the side, and said, "Teacher Fu, don't forget Lao Chen, they also fought with those people today, and they were the first to run to the scene." ”

Teacher Fu looked at Chen Zisheng and said, "Yes, they all have a share, everyone present today has performed well and praised it." ”

This happened, and it was unrealistic to continue playing, and the other students didn't dare to stay here, so everyone walked out of the park and walked to the station.

Along the way, several boys looked at Zhang Xingming with strange eyes, and they wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

Zhou Tianying didn't have such scruples, so she quietly leaned over to Zhang Xingming's side and asked in a low voice, "Why did you become a policeman?"

Zhang Xingming said: "There are relatives at home who get it, it doesn't count, the gun is broken, and if it doesn't go off, it can scare people." ”

Zhou Tianying said: "I said it, I thought you were really a policeman." ”

Zhang Xingming turned his head to the few boys listening with their ears pricked up on the side and said, "Don't tell others when you go back, or I will be arrested." ”

Several boys nodded, boys are the most trustworthy these days, if they don't say it, they will definitely not say it.

Teacher Fu also emphasized on the side: "No one will talk nonsense about this when you go back, do you listen?" everyone nodded in agreement. In this era, no matter what kind of students they are, they are quite afraid of their teachers, and it is not right to say this, nor is it afraid, it should be said that it is respect, respect from the heart.

After chatting a few words, he went to the back of the joint venture, Zhang Xingming invited everyone to eat in the soup dumplings again, and then said to Teacher Fu: "Teacher Fu, I won't go back today, I have something tomorrow." ”

Teacher Fu asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Tomorrow Yongfeng will hand over the house, I will go, and then my family will move in, I have to help here." ”

Teacher Fu said, "Are you going to move there to live? Yes, you built it, you can live wherever you want, it's really good." Is there a house over there that you can sell? It's so beautiful, if you do, I'll buy a set. ”

Zhang Xingming said: "Now this land is not good, it is for the municipal party committee and municipal government, and my family took advantage of it and squeezed out two sets from it." It's okay here, there are high-rise and low-rise floors, teacher, you want to buy it, I'll give you a cost price. By the way, if there are teachers in our school who want to buy it, you can remember it, and when the time comes, you will be given a unified price, and it doesn't matter if you have almost money, I will give you installments. ”

Teacher Fu was a little surprised and asked, "How much can I give?" I'll go back and ask, but how many I want to buy? What is staging?"

Zhang Xingming said: "It's the same as the government, less than 500 yuan per square meter, the installment is owed first, just write a note to me, and pay it off within three years." ”

Teacher Fu summed it up and said, "How big are the houses? Why do you still talk about selling rice?"

During this period, the houses here in Benxi were all sold on a set, and no one talked about square meters, but how much a set was, because they were all welfare houses.

Zhang Xingming said: "This is a commercial house, it must be sold by square meters, and the cost of building a building is also calculated by square meters, and this price is basically the cost of building a building." The houses are of all sizes, the small ones are seventy or eighty square meters, and the large ones are two or three hundred. ”

In fact, the price given by Zhang Xingming is really low, and the welfare houses in the city center during this period will be sold for 35,000 to 40,000 yuan for seventy or eighty square meters, but this is a new house, and the welfare houses are all second-hand old houses, and some don't even have toilets, and they have to go to public toilets.

Teacher Fu nodded, she didn't see the inside of the house, and she didn't have any concept, so she felt that the price of the house in other places was about the same, and she was still a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Xingming knew what Mr. Fu was thinking at a glance, and said: "Mr. Fu, I have a new house, with an elevator, and every house has a separate bathroom, you can take a bath, the bathroom is full of tiles, and the sanitary ware is imported from abroad." ”

Teacher Fu looked at him with shiny eyes and said, "Really, oh, that's not expensive, it's really not expensive, when can I go in and have a look?"

Her family has relatives in Fengtian who are very good, and she has seen a house with tiles, and her own home uses a round leather bed with a European-style chandelier, which is already extremely luxurious in this era.

Zhang Xingming calculated it and said: "It's going to be spring next year, it's too late this year, and it's going to be cold soon." ”

The Northeast is not good at this, as soon as October the construction site began to prepare for the shutdown, and it will start in March and April next year, which will affect the construction speed, and the cement will not be able to be used in winter.

Separated from the rich teacher Zhou Tianying, Zhang Xingming thought about it, he had to change his clothes first, and he couldn't let his mother see it.

Using his backpack to press down the cut clothes, Zhang Xingming walked along the highway towards Yongfeng.

Walking all the way, on both sides of the road are dirty cement sidewalks, potholes, and two rows of poplar trees. The street is deserted, with the back walls of houses or factories on both sides, and all kinds of slogans painted on them.

Unlike in the south, there are very few people in the northeast who put their doors on the main road.

Unlike in previous years, which were full of revolutionary slogans and quotations from Chairman Mao, the slogans here were mainly family planning, and such words as economic development have appeared.

Occasionally, there was a small business with a window on the wall, and the glass was pasted with the red letters of the commissary.

After 80 years, there are more and more self-employed commissaries, and at first they just set up a stall on the side of the road, selling melon seeds and peanuts, loose sugar, and popping, which are basically eaten by children. Everything is also sold in parts, and the hairy ones are considered high-end goods.

By 82 years, it developed into a small house, some of which were their own homes, some were welded with iron sheets on the side of the road, and there were many things sold, such as tobacco, alcohol, soda, toilet paper, candles, matches, all of which were commonly used by families.

At this time, there are more public telephones in the commissary, and public telephones are considered to be a profitable business these days.

The cold wind blows, and the leaves fall one after another, laying a shallow layer on the ground, which looks particularly bleak.

When he arrived at the mall, he said hello to the security guard at the door, and Zhang Xingming went directly to the office.

It's still early before the closing time, the eldest sister is not busy, sitting in the office knitting a sweater, looking up to see that he is coming, putting down the sweater and coming over with a smile: "Erming, why are you here? Are you okay today?" took him into his arms and kissed him on the face a few times.

Zhang Xingming broke free, raised his hand to wipe his face and said, "Sister, I've grown up, why do you still mess with me like a child." ”

The eldest sister giggled, and then saw the torn place of the clothes at a glance, her face changed, and she asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Xingming said: "What kind of fight, go to the children's park to play, hang the railing, get me a piece of clothing and I'll change it, so as not to let my mother scold." ”

The eldest sister was a little skeptical: "Are you serious?"

Zhang Xingming said: "I'm coaxing you Gaha? really." Bring me a piece of clothing. He moved his hand to block the wound.

The eldest sister went out to get clothes for him, and after a while she picked one over, Zhang Xingming turned around and covered the wound and changed the clothes, then put down the bag and sat down.

Fortunately, it only scratched a little skin, a shallow one, and a little focus will definitely not be hidden.