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Chapter 1300 News from the old friend

"Okay, please let him call me directly. I'm here every day. I have my own installation. If I'm in a hurry, I'll give it up. I don't have that many people now."

"That's fine. When he goes over, you can discuss it. The furniture factory is a business that I and Brother Mou, and he can make the decision. He is older than you, just call Brother Mou, and try to provide some convenience."

"no problem."

"Okay, then you can do it. I'll send his phone to you later."

Zhang Yanming hung up the phone and said to Brother Mou: "He has prepared it, go and see if it is suitable. If he can make up for it, use it first, and then slowly install it out."

"Who? What's the relationship?"

"Zeng Junlie, the one who sells home appliances. I just bought a stake in their company and is considered a major shareholder. He is responsible for the operation."

"How many shareholders?"

"It's just the two of us, I'm leaving him 30% of them. The office building he built was just opened at the end of last year."

"Is the first layer enough?" Brother Mou asked.

What he thought was to make a thousand square meters. Generally, office buildings have at least two floors: various public and unavailable spaces, corridors, elevator shafts, public spaces, fire passages, etc. should be eliminated.

"It's enough for you to use it. Its floor is nearly 5,000 square meters, and it is the largest single-piece office building in Asia."

"Damn, that's so big? I can't finish it."

"It's okay, make the workstation more comfortable, the independent office, conference room and reception room are all more generous. If you create a product exhibition hall, you won't move it in the future. You have to plan it."

Brother Mou nodded: "Okay, I'll go and have a look first."

"Well, after dinner, I'll accompany you to see the house and pick which one to keep in mind."

"How many sets have you bought?"

"Seven sets. 800 square meters per set, 600 square meters per set, 320 square meters per set, 260 three sets. You and your sister-in-law go and see which one live in. The location is similar. Those who are next to each other are all by the lake."

"Two hundred and six, it's too big, I can't even afford to clean up, so we only have enough of three."

"If the old man and the old lady don't come in the future, relatives, friends, etc., there are also nannies."

"That's enough, why not two hundred and sixty square meters?"

"Forget it, I won't advise you, go and see it yourself." Zhang Yanming didn't say anything else.

I don’t know where to hire a foreign designer there. I feel it’s quite comfortable, but I’m wasting too much space, which is not in line with the thinking of Chinese people.

There are only three rooms in a two-story villa with 260 square meters. Where can I go to make a decision? There are four bathrooms, and the rest are all living rooms, and half of the first floor is the kitchen.

Zhang Yanming estimated that in the end, Brother Mou and Sister Mou would definitely not want this two hundred and six, and the nine bedrooms and three living rooms are almost the same, with five rooms on the ground.

The villas there all have underground spaces, and the living room and other rooms are exactly the same as the ground structure. They can be built into a gathering and entertainment space, and noisy will not affect the surrounding neighbors at all.

From then on, the underground entertainment culture of villas in Beijing was quietly formed. I don’t know who started it first. It is said that I learned it from abroad.

But in fact, underground in foreign countries are warehouses or workshops, motors, boilers and oil storage tanks, and there is no such habit.

Although it was about to pass in a while, Zhang Yanming edited a text message to Zeng Junlie, and also sent Zeng Junlie's phone number to Brother Mou.

"Whose assets is this office building now?" Brother Mou asked while recording Zeng Junlie's phone call. It was just a chat.

"For the time being, it is considered to be a national electrical appliance. It turns out that it belongs to his real estate company. I have asked him to divest the real estate."

"Why? Don't you also do real estate? What's the impact of one more company?"

"That company belongs to him and his sister. Everyone's behavior and philosophy are completely different. I don't want to make it too complicated."

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Xiaoyue and Tang Doudou walked in with their little red buckets.

The two of them were wearing red rain boots, pullovers and sleeves, and had a pair of heads sewn with cotton cloth.

"What is this for? Xiaoyue, do you still know me?" Brother Mou squeezed out the cigarette in his hand and greeted Zhang Xiaoyue with a smile.

"Uh... Remember. Goodbye. Let's work." Zhang Xiaoyue thought for a while and nodded.

Tang Doudou didn't know Brother Mou, so she blinked her big eyes curiously.

Zhang Yanming introduced: "This is Mou Bai, I have been here before."

"Good bye." Tang Doudou bent down and said hello.

"He is Mou Baibai. It turns out that when I lived in Xiaomu House, his family sold a convenience store and there were a lot of delicious food."

Zhang Xiaoyue explained to Tang Doudou: "It's right next to the house, where you can take a bus. You've been there, have you forgotten?"

"Oh, I can really remember it. This child has a good memory." Brother Mou was a little surprised.

This happened three or four years ago. At that time, Xiao Yue was only over four years old, and most children would not remember it so clearly.

It is normal for Doudou to remember that it is normal. She has been to that house once, and it was after Zhang Yanming's family moved out.

"Start work." Zhang Xiaoyue waved his hand imposingly.

The two little girls took the little red bucket to the sink to fetch water, soaked the small rag inside, and then wrung the little red face and started plastering, and did not let go of it from the sofa and coffee table to the table, chairs and lamps.

"What is this for?" Brother Mou watched the two babies work strangely.

"When you work, help me and Hongye clean the office once a week." Zhang Yanming smiled and watched the two little babies work hard.

In fact, the house is not dirty at all, and there is no dust. It is just that they can develop this habit.

The two little girls were very careful, not missing the carvings on the chairs and tables. They carefully wiped the gaps and hollowed-out cross-sections, and knew that they could use a toothpick to penetrate the places that were out of reach of the rag.

No matter how careful the cleaner was, it was inevitable that the two little babies would find some omissions, so they called happily, as if they had won some great victory.

Inside the lampshade, behind the sofa, and where the desk blocks it, they are small and can be drilled everywhere.

"Dad, help us carry this place." The two cleaners domineeringly directed the employer to help.

When encountering some places where accidents may occur, such as vases, two people will divide the work. One is responsible for supporting and protecting it from shaking, and the other is responsible for wiping and cleaning.

The offices of Zhang Yanming and Sun Hongye, including the reception room, are not ordinary complicated. They are all antique solid wood carved furniture and furnishings, and there are many ornaments. Even adults have to be careful that they take a long time to clean up.

The process of labor is also a process of learning. Knowing what is easy to fall, where it is easy to accumulate dust, where it cannot get wet, and where it cannot be stepped on can cultivate their observation and patience.

"It's great. My girl can't help but eat and eat, and she can't help but say a few words and pretends that she didn't hear it." Brother Mou was a little envious.

"I'm old and have my own ideas. I have to cultivate this since I was a child. Besides, Wenwen is quite obedient, but I'm a little fat. You and my sister-in-law really pay more attention to this, otherwise you will blame you when you get older in the future."

The child looks cute chubby, and many parents are happy to raise their children chubby. Unfortunately, as soon as they entered junior high school, the fat man became an alien among his classmates. Not only were he ridiculed, but he also felt uncomfortable.

If you grow fat in college, it becomes even more a burden. You can’t wear beautiful clothes, and you will fail the physical education and you will not be able to find the partner.

It's too late to regret this time.
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