Wang Hui asked Lao Guo: "Is there a Wanda inside our Haihe Impression Garden?"

Lao Guo nodded: "Well, I've been there."

"You have two Wandas,"

Zhang Yanming said: "There are more than a dozen companies in Haihe Impression Park and Gulou Pedestrian Street in Beijing, right? I just knew that it was on our territory, and I didn't know much about it."

"You developed Haihe Impression Park and Gulou Pedestrian Street?" Wang Hui asked.

"Yeah." Zhang Yanming nodded: "In 1998, I asked someone to buy a batch of old towns across the country. Impression Garden and Drum Tower were bought and developed at that time.

There are still many things worth keeping in Tianjin. There are not many cities in two blocks across the country. Tianjin, Jiangning, what else is there?... I can’t remember it.”

"There are all over the country?" Wang Hui was shocked again.

"No, I remember that it seems to be more than 240 cities. Now there are a few more. This business is still OK. The land price was cheap and foreign investment policies were large at that time."

“Build a house?”

"No. Building a house is a matter of a development company, I don't care. I bought these old town areas just to repair it, and I want to keep some memories in my hands.

After more than ten or twenty years, I can still see the city as it is, which makes me more meaningful.

Every grass and tree in these places will not change, and they are all maintained and reinforced in their original appearance, but it cost me a lot of money, so it was later built into a pedestrian street.

My brother started to open a store in my neighborhoods, and then he opened the store after he was successful.

When you get bigger in the future, I will get some places for you and open branches, all of which are ready-made. The properties in these places are only rented but not sold."

Mrs. Qian pulled Brother Qian to see the house, and everyone followed him. To be honest, Zhang Yanming didn't know the real scene here, he had only seen the drawings.

Tang Jing has always been following the construction site. Now Tang Jing has also experienced it. The project's finance and management are easy to handle, and he is no longer the timid Tang Jing.

"Then, how long will these places last? If so...will that much money be spent in vain?" Wang Hui thought for a while and asked Zhang Yanming again.

"It turns out to be different from now," Zhang Yanming explained to him: "These are permanent."

Before 2000, there were a large number of permanent housing in China, including residential and commercial, commercial and residential housing, cultural residences and a former residence.

In fact, even now, there are many permanent houses like this, but they are not accessible to everyone.

Many cities have some old buildings that can be stored until now are all of them. The biggest difference is that the demolition cost is particularly high.

After 15 years, the awareness of protecting old buildings in various places gradually formed and strengthened, and these permanent houses became more and more precious.

Moreover, in order to add a layer of insurance, Zhang Yanming used foreign capital to buy these blocks.

The villas here are all two and a half-story structures, with a larger single-story area.

It’s not that developers want to pursue the maximum benefits, so there is no need to do such a small building that covers an area of ​​four or five floors.

Zhang Yanming felt that those should not be called villas. Isn’t there any problem with climbing four or five floors in his house? Or they have to install an elevator, which is inappropriate.

The villa is a large, spacious and comfortable large space with a yard and a garden with a lower density, and a leisurely and quiet time that is unique and family.

One building after another, with dozens of square meters of grass in front of the door, and several floors of climbing into the house, it is not as comfortable as a small building built by rural farmers.

The third floor is enough, with a larger area and a larger space.

The biggest regret is the embarrassment of the northern terrace, which has been turned into a glass sunroom.

Each house has a large yard, separated by wooden fences. There are paved lawns and flower beds in front of the house, and there is no need to worry about it. At that time, each house will make its own decisions, whether to plant order vegetables or plant flowers or trees.

Each house has a stone-made door, which has more symbolic meaning than practicality, and is inlaid with a house number.

The path made of natural stones winds through the entire community, connecting the houses with the outer driving paths and the small park in the center.

The path is actually not small, more than three meters wide, with ginkgo trees planted on both sides of the road, and peach trees and hibiscus planted in the rest of the open spaces.

It is more than three meters wide for emergency convenience. In an emergency, ambulance and fire trucks can be driven in. There is no fear of pressure on the stone road surface, but it is not allowed to drive inside normally.

The building that Brother Qian refers to is No. 5, and the building that Lao Guo is No. 1. There are only these five buildings in the inner circle. No. 4 is the property service center and the only four-story and a half-structure in the entire community.

The property service center is not fenced, surrounded by lawns, and a decorative lightning rod stands on the roof of the house. In fact, it is for everyone to guide you, and this is the most central meaning.

"Dad, will the peach trees here bear fruit?" The three children lay on the glass wall of the sun room and looked down, and Zhang Xiaoyue asked.

"You still know peach trees?"

"Ah, there is something behind our house. Have you forgotten? It just doesn't have a lot of flowers. It's just blooming."

"Are these peach trees picked uniformly?" Brother Qian also knew peach trees.

"What's the unified thing? Everyone pick it and eat it. It is said that these two varieties are pretty good."

"It's fresh at the beginning, but I'll get tired of eating it after a long time. I guess there aren't many people going to pick it." Brother Qian said: "It's better to arrange it and save it from rotting on the trees."

"Will the result be done here? Dad and Aunt Yu said it would be a goodbye." Zhang Xiaoyue looked at Tang Doudou in surprise.

"The family will also bear fruit," Zhang Yanming touched his daughter's head and rubbed it: "It will take three years to bear this thing to bear fruit. It should be able to eat it this year."

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment and looked at Tang Doudou: "We are going to bear fruit at last. We are going to move, hehe."

Tang Doudou looked down with her little head tilted: "I just planted here, I have to wait for three more years." She counted her fingers: "If you are old, we will be in the sixth grade."

"Uh..." Zhang Xiaoyue stood there, blinking her big eyes and wondering what she was thinking.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoyue compared Zhang Yanming with a thumbs up: "Ermingzi, you are so awesome. You said you would plant peach trees for us, but we had to go from first grade to sixth grade. We had to cover you up."

Brother Qian laughed.

"Now the family is over now, don't you eat it?" Zhang Yanming also smiled.

"We?" Zhang Xiaoyue pointed at himself: "At the age of nine, do you run dozens of kilometers back to eat peaches?"

"You are stupid," Zhang Yanming pulled Zhang Xiaoyue, "You don't transfer to school, don't you still have to go back to school? Or eat in a restaurant, can't you go in and pick it?"

"Yes." Zhang Xiaoyue looked at Tang Doudou: "We can pick it at noon."

"When that is ripe, you have to pick it off quickly. Wait for you on the tree?" Tang Doudou glanced at Zhang Xiaoyue.

Zhang Xiaoyue was stunned and bit her finger and thought.

"How many have you planted there?" asked Brother Qian.

"Not many, more than a dozen trees."

"You can raise some flowers and plants here, create a rockery bonsai, sit down and have a cup of tea for no reason, it's really good." Mrs. Qian and Wang Hui finished watching the house below.

"How to do it in winter? Don't you freeze to death?" Wang Hui asked.
Chapter completed!