Chapter 13 The eastern suburbs outside the city
After reading it, the old man Wan Qian put down the heavy building book again, then turned on the computer and showed the butterfly a few other photos.
"This is a project that we want to do, I have already negotiated, they want to make it bigger, I have been taking photos one after another, and now I need someone to write the text, I naturally think of you Wuji. I've always admired your talent, and we've been working together very well, and a lot of my ideas that others can't understand, you can understand, so I thought of you first. ”
Straight to the point, that's the center.
Butterfly was flattered to hear it, and after a bunch of high hats, it was a pure advertorial advertisement to be written, and Butterfly was a little bitter in her heart.
The butterfly looked at the old man Wan Qi, where he was spitting and his eyebrows were dancing, and half an hour had passed, and he still looked unfinished. Obviously he knew a lot about the project, introduced the situation, characteristics, and designers of the project, and he simply lifted the project to the sky, and it seemed to be the most perfect project in the whole city. Of course, that's what he says about each villa.
Butterfly didn't need to say much, she listened quietly, remembering a little in her heart. In the end, the old man asked her when she was free? Butterfly was a little unsure, and it seemed that he was still in a hurry, and before Butterfly could answer, he offered to go with him this week to see the field project and do some interviews. Helpless, the butterfly could only agree.
In fact, in addition to dating Butterfly, he also made an appointment with Mingyue, and Butterfly still felt very happy to meet Mingyue. After Mingyue left the magazine, she went to work in a real estate company, mainly engaged in the pre-planning of the project. Later, on the phone, Butterfly learned that this interview and writing the advertorial made her very difficult, one is that she is learning to drive, and the other is that her company has a lot of things, and at this time, she is on a business trip in a town out of town, and she will not be back until Wednesday.
She said that she was embarrassed to refuse the old man, and another reason was that she happened to be very interested in the project to take a look, and she happened to take this opportunity to walk around the field, so she agreed.
Butterfly didn't want to talk to her more on a long-distance phone call, so she simply replied a few words, and then said that we would talk again when we met. They were scheduled to go to the site on Sunday. Butterfly and Mingyue met downstairs at about one o'clock in the afternoon.
The weather was good, the butterflies went out early, ate something outside for lunch, and got on the subway. After getting off the bus in the city center, she first walked around the mall to look at the jewelry, and right now, gold is soaring, from more than $900 an ounce to more than $1,000, and it looks like the situation is going to rise. Countries are said to have started stockpiling gold as inflation expectations become more apparent.
Butterfly was very happy, because she had bought a lot of gold a few years ago, after all, gold is hard currency, more reliable than paper money, and besides, Butterfly is born to like these golden things, and she is happy to look at them. When she was rich for a while, she went to the jewelry store from time to time, buying this and that, although she didn't wear it all, but she had nothing to do in her spare time to look at it and caress it.
These days, butterflies live on this, and the small money earned from foreign manuscript fees and the stock market, although they are not rich, they can live happily. The hand is also sometimes tight and sometimes loose, but as long as it is adjusted well, it can continue like this. For the time being, Butterfly has no intention of looking for a job again, and now it is difficult to find a job, and there is no money to make when I find it, and I have to look at people's faces and be suppressed by others. At her age, she is not suitable to do something from scratch, and she still has some experience and qualifications, and she is not willing to be sent by others. Butterfly is naturally arrogant and can't stand the slightest bullying, and she can only live like this in the current situation. As for what will happen in the future, she didn't think much about it, how can she live alone, why not be happy?
The butterflies looked with interest at the glittering jewels in the glass windows, wondering what it would look like to wear them on their hands. At the same time, she calculates how much her jewels have appreciated in value now? Doubled? Yes, doubled! Butterflies bloom with joy in their hearts. What was bought back then and isn't rummaging now? House? Her father bought the old house for more than 100,000 yuan back then, and now it is more than 1 million. Real estate in this city has really made a fortune for a group of people.
Indeed, a man must have discerning eyes to discern what gold is.
Butterfly thinks that she is still timid. When my father was in his old age, he just wanted to buy a house, but he was afraid of taking the risk of taking out a loan, and in retrospect, he really didn't have as much vision and courage as his father. Thinking about the house I live in now is still left by my father, I really have no interest. (See Part 1, "Single Father")
Butterfly came to the downstairs of the company on time, and after a while, Mingyue came, and she was now extremely haggard, and her face was gray and yellow. The butterfly was startled, and it was difficult to explain, so she asked, "What's wrong with you?" Bad complexion? ”
Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "God, I didn't sleep until three o'clock this morning." I went to learn to drive in the morning, and I rushed over after learning, can I not get tired? ”
"How's it going?"
"One word: 'tired'! It's almost grinding out bubbles on my hands. When I'm not driving, I'm trying to sleep. ”
Butterfly smiled, and the two walked into the elevator.
"Will you become your husband's driver in the future?"
Mingyue's husband opened a small company by himself, and he is still in a period of struggle to survive, and the main purpose of Mingyue learning to drive is because his husband wants to buy a car, after all, it is inconvenient to have no car. The problem is that he doesn't have time to learn to drive, and this burden falls on Mingyue's shoulders.
"yes, I'll be miserable in the future."
"Are you still at work after that?"
"Besides, look at how his company is doing, but now it's not good, without my income, the two of us can't even afford to pay rent. Alas, my landlord is going to increase the price again, and I don't plan to rent his house anymore, and I'm going to find a new place. ”
"Really? Changed places? ”
"Not yet, what are you going to do. I don't have time to look around the house either, so I'll look online first. There are so many things that the old man asked us to write an advertorial. I really don't want to write, I haven't written an article for a long time, but I heard that the project is very good, and I just had the opportunity to check it out. ”
"Do you have a project in your company right now?"
"What's the project? Not even land. Now I can only go to other places to develop. ”
"And how about your man-making project?"
Mingyue smiled and said, "Maybe you have to wait, since you have learned to drive, this matter will be talked about for a while." ”
The two walked out of the elevator back and forth, and the corridor was black and silent. rang the doorbell, and the old man Wan Qi came out to open the door by himself, smiling all over his face, and said when he opened the door: Oh, you are here, go immediately! Let's go!
The project is in the eastern suburbs, more than half an hour's drive on the road, at first the old man Wan Qian talked to them while driving, and then Mingyue fell asleep, just he and the butterfly two people said a word, the butterfly barely stayed awake, after all, it was not good for both people to sleep with their heads tilted. Wan Qian talked a lot as soon as he drove, and he was enthusiastic and talked eloquently, from the real estate market to the stock market, to Obama, to Dubai, and the butterfly listened with a smile on the painful ground, not only listening, but also making a timely response.
She looked at Mingyue from time to time, she really envied her, so she got rid of the pain and drifted to the dream. Mingyue slept really soundly, it could be seen from the expression on her face that she was sleeping deadly, no matter how bumpy the car was, she never changed her position, and she didn't even turn her head.
Located in a remote eastern part of the city, the eastern suburbs were supposed to be a suburb inhabited by native farmers, but have been replaced by clusters of villas. Because of a state guesthouse in the eastern suburbs, the reputation of the eastern suburbs is impressive, and the limelight has overwhelmed the western suburbs in the early years. The towering walls of the Dongjiao State Guesthouse evoke a reverie about the quiet world inside. Both sides of the road are full of villas, quiet and quiet, and you seem to be able to feel the secluded trees inside and the sultry fragrance of flowers in the forest.
Looking at these villas, Butterfly thinks: today's architecture is not for reality, but to get closer to a dream. This dream is rainbowed into the mind of the architect, who forgot to sleep and eat in order to make it come out of the fairy tale world and become real.
These beautiful houses are reluctant to live in them, for fear that they will damage the slightest bit inside, which is undoubtedly the greatest desecration of a work of art. However, it may be different to actually live in it, after all, the artwork has become mine.
Once possessed, a lot of feelings change.