I don't want to live again

Chapter 122 Chapter 122 Courtyard

There are many breakfast shops in the capital, and Song Qingcheng eats fried dough sticks with soy milk.

Shen Danchen sat across from him, eating a big steamed stuffed bun with a bowl of soy milk.

She was wearing a pair of thick jeans, with long johns inside, a long white trench coat on the outside, and a pair of boots on her feet.

Among the women around Song Qingcheng, she was the tallest at 1.7 meters four.

The breakfast shop was steaming and there were quite a few people, but she was content with herself.

That kind of tranquility is like a lily, soft and soft, with a secret fragrance. She is such a woman, and it can make people feel comfortable just looking at her.

Song Qingcheng put the script in front of her, ate the fritters and said, "Look."

Shen Danchen looked down and read more than ten pages after breakfast.

After eating, she looked excited: "Not bad! This is much more interesting than those TV dramas now! Really, I watched it very well, and you wrote it? You are really talented."

"I wrote it, do you think it can pass the trial?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Shen Danchen was stunned, and nodded: "Yes! Such a good drama can be regarded as respecting history, and it will definitely pass..."

Speaking of this, she paused, and with her intelligence, she naturally understood the meaning of Song Qingcheng showing her the script.

"Leave it to me, and I'll take it back. You are really talented. Not only can you write songs and sing, but you can also write scripts. This type of script is really amazing!
I find it very strange, at your age, how can you know so many things well?Wouldn't it be better if you put your mind on scientific research? "

Shen Danchen praised, looked at him, and he smiled: "I can't sit still, I prefer to do some challenging things."

"That's right, you'd be too boring like that, that's fine, and you can often sing for me." Shen Danchen looked at him seriously, smiled, and there was a bit of strangeness in his eyes.

Having said that, she changed her subject: "Okay, let's go."

Walking out of the breakfast shop, the snow outside was still floating, but it had fallen a little bit, and the snow on the ground had rolled to both sides of the road.

It was piled up in clumps, but the snow on the main road was melted away with deicing agent.

"Mr. Shen, why did you go back to the capital? The company doesn't care about it?" Song Qingcheng looked at Shen Danchen and said softly.

Shen Danchen glanced at him: "I like that job, and I have done a good job in the basic framework, it's okay for the company to leave me for a while.

I came back because my parents said they missed me, so I came back to have a look. I will go back after the new year, and I will go back sooner. The future of the campus network must be good. "

"Do you need my help?" Song Qingcheng smiled.

Shen Danchen was startled, glanced at him a few times, and shook his head: "It's okay, if I need help in the future, I'll find you again, you go back, and wait for my news."

The two said goodbye, Song Qingcheng didn't go back to the hotel, but found several real estate agencies and asked around.

This year’s courtyard houses are not too expensive, there are ones for one or two million yuan, and some for three or four million yuan.

There are still quite a few courtyard houses for sale, including those on the second ring road, third ring road, and fourth ring road. Song Qingcheng asked the intermediary to show him around.

Most of the courtyards are one-entry courtyards, which are in the shape of "口", two to three hundred square meters, and the courtyards that are sold are basically such courtyards.

Song Qingcheng was not too satisfied, the intermediary store manager looked at him and said: "Mr. Song, there is a big one, 1000 to [-] square meters, a standard three-entry courtyard, on the edge of the second ring road, close to the third ring road.

The price of this set is high, the asking price is 700 million, and there is no counter-offer, and a one-time payment is required, so not many people buy it. If you can accept this price, why don't you go and have a look? "

"Go and have a look." Song Qingcheng nodded.

The courtyard house in the second ring road is still such a large courtyard. The price after fifteen or sixteen years can be said to be astonishing, and there is no problem with three or four hundred million.

The courtyard is really big, especially the courtyard, which is about [-] square meters and can park a few cars.

The courtyard with three entrances has a standard "mu" shape. Song Qingcheng turned around. There are many rooms and the location is good. The road outside is very wide.

Standing in the yard, Song Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Can we talk again?"

"Mr. Song, as long as he is interested, I will talk to the other party. If not, the two parties will meet first and have a face-to-face meeting. Do you think it is okay?" The agent smiled happily.

Song Qingcheng nodded, and the agency contacted him on the spot.

He looked around again, and there was a well on the side of the yard, with several peonies growing, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Mr. Song, the landlord said to come to our store immediately, let's go back and have a look?" the agent asked.

Song Qingcheng nodded: "No problem, let's go."

Back in the store, someone poured a cup of hot water for Song Qingcheng.

Xueyi was floating outside, Song Qingcheng drank a few sips of hot water, thinking about the money in his hand, after buying this house, it would cost 200 million to find someone to renovate it, so he didn't have much money.

Fortunately, the income of Jiuding Games has been astonishing recently. The daily income has reached 70 million, and it is increasing. There is no problem with more than 1000 million a month.

With this money, it is not difficult for him to find a way to cash out part of the company later.

The landlord is an old man in his 80s and [-]s. He walks slowly with a cane, but he is very energetic and tall.

Standing beside him was a pretty woman with a particularly good figure and a calm demeanor.

Song Qingcheng glanced at it and was stunned, but he felt a little bit of fate in his heart.

Nanning and Beili, these are the two most famous hosts in the country, Ning Qingwan is already his, and he did not expect to meet Li Suyuan here.

This year, she was already the host. She was just in her early years and was not yet famous. Two years later, she quickly became popular.

"Mr. Li, this is Mr. Song Qingcheng, who wants to buy your yard." The agent introduced from the side.

The old man's name was Li Chengqian, and he was very personable. He shook Song Qingcheng's hand, chatted a few words, and introduced Li Suyuan.

"My granddaughter is good at everything. The host of the national TV station is too high-sighted." Li Chengqian laughed.

Song Qingcheng looked at him and said, "Old man, high vision means that you have good conditions...By the way, why did you sell the courtyard house? That courtyard is really nice, it seems to be an ancestral property, right?"

"My generation will still cherish this kind of ancestral property, but in the next generation, no one will cherish it anymore. Nowadays, people always feel that such a yard is not fashionable.

I want to live in a building, I think it is clean, I have no money on hand now, so I can only sell the building... Now that I sell it, I can still allocate the money in my hand.

The second child and the third child are 200 million each, and my granddaughter also has 200 million. The remaining [-] million, plus the money in my hand, can be kept for the elderly, just buy a smaller yard. "

Li Chengqian said softly, talking about family affairs.

Li Suyuan's parents were gone, and something happened, Song Qingcheng squinted his eyes, and then said softly: "Then it's 700 million, let's sign the contract."

After the contract was signed, Song Qingcheng and Li Chengqian went to the nearby bank to transfer the money, and then went to the trading center to transfer the account.

After finishing the transfer, Li Chengqian looked at him and said: "Shanjiang people are honest, some people will insist on bargaining even after listening to my rambling words.

you are good!If you want to renovate this house, I will introduce someone to you. This is very old. This is his phone number. Please remember it, it will always be needed in the future. "

"Thank you, old man." Song Qingcheng nodded.

On one side, Li Suyuan said the first words she said since meeting Song Qingcheng: "My grandfather used to be a professor at the Capital University of Architecture and Architecture, so the students are all engaged in this industry."

Song Qingcheng couldn't help being respectful, nodded and said: "Then thank you, old man!"

Li Chengqian waved his hand, turned around and left, his figure was lonely, and he said as he walked: "Qingcheng, you are a nice person, there are a few flowers in the yard, you should take good care of them..."

"Thank you, old man. After the decoration is completed, you can come and sit often in the future, just like returning to your own home. I welcome you anytime."

Song Qingcheng raised his voice, Li Chengqian stopped, turned his head to look at him, and smiled: "Okay! Then I will give you all the things in the yard."

The snow was still falling, Song Qingcheng watched the two leave and got into the car on the side.

Li Suyuan came here by car, driving an off-road vehicle, a very rough one, it can be seen that her character must be very rigid, not as soft as she appears on the surface.

The follow-up of the house was handed over to the intermediary. Song Qingcheng called Li Chengqian's student, and he said he would come right away.

It was already twelve o'clock at this time, and Song Qingcheng was really hungry, but he couldn't refuse because he was so diligent.

Li Chengqian's student is called Gong Cheng, in his thirties, of middle height, looks very honest, wears glasses, has a meticulous expression, and looks like he is technical.

After he came in, there were still a lot of snowflakes on his body, and he didn't care about it, let alone drinking water, and cut straight to the point: "Mr. Song, the teacher has already told me that I only have one request, and I will completely listen to the decoration. mine.

For the decoration cost, we will set a cost price, 100 million is enough, and I have the final say on what materials to use and how to modify other things. "

Song Qingcheng was taken aback, he had never heard of such a request, but this person is quite interesting.

"No problem, but you have to tell me the reason?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Gong Cheng nodded: "When I was in graduate school, our subject was to restore the courtyard house, how to integrate modernity and tradition, the model is the teacher's house.

We have more than 20 students in a class. After repeated deliberation and joint design, it took half a year to finally complete the design drawings, so this is the best optimization plan.

Moreover, we are all practitioners in the construction industry now, and we have a strong control over the cost of materials. We also made a budget at that time. Now, if we do the math, 100 million should be enough.

As for the design fee, we don't need it. This is also the teacher's request, so this is also an opportunity for us to realize our dreams. "

"Yes, I respect you!" Song Qingcheng said seriously.

This is the real learning attitude. Song Qingcheng felt that he could not do this. I have to say that Li Chengqian is very good at teaching the students.

The two parties signed an agreement, and Song Qingcheng wanted to pay part of the money first, but Gong Cheng refused, saying that the final bill would be settled together.

Gong Cheng picked up the contract, turned around and left in a hurry.

Song Qingcheng let out a sigh of relief, he was really hungry.

The renovation will take two months, and Gong Cheng feels that there is enough time. More than 20 designers will participate in the renovation together, and there will be many workers from different teams, so the speed will be extremely fast.

After walking out of the intermediary company, the snow was still falling, Song Qingcheng let out a sigh of relief, and found a small restaurant nearby.

After dinner, there were not many people in the restaurant.

When Song Qingcheng thought of Li Suyuan again, he felt incredible.

Her talent and beauty are not inferior, and her figure is also very good, especially her temperament is good.

He ordered four bowls of fried noodles with braised sausages and a Chinese cabbage stewed vermicelli.

After eating, his whole body was hot, Song Qingcheng let out a sigh of relief, paid the bill, and walked out of the restaurant.

Shivering, he took a taxi to the publishing house.

The Simplified Publishing side has already negotiated, and the only thing left is to sign the contract.

For this book, the publishing house is quite optimistic, so it paid a high royalty.

The novel is about to be finished, and one hundred episodes will definitely be completed, that is, more than 600 million words. In simplified Chinese, there are almost 30 words per episode, and there can be twenty episodes. The price of one episode is 30 yuan, and a set is [-]. Yuan.

After signing the contract, the publishing house also introduced him to join the National Writers Association. This matter was easily passed, and he would receive the corresponding certificate after one month. In this case, he would be regarded as a person with status.

In the snowy weather, he didn't bother to wander around, and it was serious business to go back and write novels.

The novel is almost finished in a few episodes, and Song Qingcheng wants to finish it before the end of the year, so he still has to work hard.

The room in the hotel was very warm. Song Qingcheng had just taken a shower and was wearing pajamas. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and looked into the distance.

The flying snow, the rising and falling buildings are covered by the wind and snow, and the street lights seem to be a little bit lighter.

Turning around, he continued to write the novel. It seemed that it would take some time for him to return to the East China Sea. In such weather, the plane might not even be able to take off.

So do you want to go see the second uncle?

His second uncle, Song Jiancheng, was in the capital and was still the chief of the department. As for which system he belonged to, he didn't know, because Song Jiancheng had never told him about these things.

After thinking about it, he decided to go and have a look tomorrow. It's always wrong to come or not, so he can buy some gifts by the way.

In the previous life, he had seen Song Jiancheng not infrequently, but the number of times he had seen his second aunt Zhang Yumei was very few. He didn't even know her very well, only knowing that she was a teacher.

He asked the hotel to arrange dinner, and he didn't like to go out, so he kept writing like this until nearly nine o'clock, when his cell phone rang.

After picking up the phone, Miao Miao's voice rang out, with a crying sound: "Boss, it's not good, come and take a look, Sister Hua is in trouble."

"Why are you looking for the boss? He can't help you in Donghai, I can do it." Wang Luohua's voice sounded, still flat, without much ups and downs.

Song Qingcheng frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Where are you?"

Miao Miao gave an address, Song Qingcheng changed clothes directly, asked the hotel to arrange a car, and drove towards that place.

　Thanks to Vick Ding for the reward.

　　Happy Friday everyone.

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