Hello 1983

The most popular is the crown, of which the royal class and the luxury class are called "big super" by the Chinese.

But Dachao is a minority after all. In the 80s and 90s, there was a car imported from Poland. Because it is more suitable for taxis in terms of price, fuel consumption and power, it also shines in China.

"This car is called Polonaise. Pay attention, it's Naze, not..."

As soon as he heard that it was this kind of magic car, Liu Qingshan was completely relieved that he would definitely make a lot of money if he got it back, so he corrected it for Wang Zhan.

In the end, he patted Wang Zhan on the shoulder: "Xiao Zhan, you are not young at this age, you should also find a girlfriend, so as not to worry about that every day."

The boss drove the car even if he disagreed, which made Wang Zhan very depressed, and retorted: "Don't talk about me, you seem to be quite young, don't you want me to introduce you to a girlfriend?"

After the two chatted for a while, Wang Zhan began to speak enthusiastically again:

"I went to ask about the price this morning. The car sold for more than 3 yuan. Guess what our purchase price is?"

This Liu Qingshan really couldn't figure it out, Wang Zhan looked at him happily, then stretched out a slap and waved it in front of his eyes.

Liu Qingshan was also taken aback: "Five thousand is indeed cheap enough."

"It's five hundred, okay? Our goods worth 500 yuan can be exchanged for a new car!"

Wang Zhan proudly corrected his mistake.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help taking a deep breath: It's really huge profits!

So he also asked excitedly: "Dongfang didn't say anything, how much is it going to get back?"

Wang Zhan stretched out a slap proudly again, and continued to dangle in front of Liu Qingshan.

"Five thousand cars, this time I made a lot of money!" Liu Qingshan also clenched his fists vigorously.

"What are you thinking? It's [-] vehicles, and it also contacted two other cargo ships." Wang Zhan was also willing to chat with Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan nodded, that's not a lot, and the profit of running this trip is nearly ten million.

The key is that the domestic demand is huge, and they can be shipped back continuously in the future.

Polo, Lada, and Fiat, these are the three big breaks of the year.

So he waved his hand and said with great momentum:

"As soon as the ship rings, ten thousand taels of gold. Our company has this fund to support it. Why worry about it? Just build the film and television base here!"

Wang Zhan was also infected and laughed.

He knew in his heart that even though he said so, he still had to save money in this province.

Those stones, wood, and miscellaneous objects dismantled from other places can be used as long as they can be used, so as not to make them old.

The two of them were studying spending and saving money here, when they saw Writer Shu leading a large group of men and horses, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt a murderous aura, and couldn't help covering his wallet with his hands.

Writer Shu and the others were originally looking for Wang Zhan, but seeing Liu Qingshan here, that's just right, let's go straight to the right owner.

I saw an old man in his 60s with a goatee, his beard curled up, and he sprayed directly angrily:

"Tear it down, tear it down, if you have the ability to even demolish the Forbidden City, these unworthy descendants!"

Liu Qingshan was really afraid of making this old man Liang angry. He is an expert in Ming and Qing architecture, so he quickly comforted him:

"Old Liang, calm down first, let's find a way to solve something."

At this time, Writer Shu interjected: "That's right, there is an old house in Jinyu Alley on the east side of Wangfujing Street that needs to be demolished."

"That garden, you can't find a few such complete mansions in the entire Forty-Nine City, if it is said to be demolished, it will be demolished!"

Mr. Liang stomped his feet vigorously, heartbroken.

As for that garden area, Liu Qingshan also wandered around, because there are no future generations, so he deliberately took a lot of photos, unexpectedly it was demolished in the past two years.

It was close to Wangfujing, and it was a prosperous place. With the prosperity of commerce, it became a famous business district, and demolition was normal.

Protection is definitely not guaranteed, and this kind of government behavior was simply unstoppable at the time.

Luckily for Liu Qingshan, he made an early move and got the film and television base, so he moved it over, anyway, he moved a lot of things.

Just the archway, two or three were rebuilt here.

There is also a town water mythical beast that was to be demolished last year, a stone chilong, which was hoisted here by a crane.

So he smiled and comforted: "Old Liang, don't worry, it's really not possible. It can still be demolished and moved to our side."

The old man was obviously stunned for a moment: "The garden covers an area of ​​more than 20 mu, with more than 300 houses, pavilions, pavilions, rockery and stone wells. If you want to relocate as a whole, the project will be huge."

"I'm not afraid that the project will be too big. In our base, there are all local arrangements, and at most it will cost more work."

Liu Qingshan felt that there was already a residential building here, but there was a shortage of a big family's house, so someone would give you a pillow if you wanted to sleep.

As for the cost of relocation, hehe...

When the consultants saw Liu Qingshan patted his chest, they immediately became happy, because they had originally planned this way, and they were just worried that others would disagree.

Now it seems that this Mr. Liu is indeed a fellow.

Immediately, an old gentleman stood up: "Okay, old Liang, we don't have to act any more. Mr. Liu is very generous, so he agreed directly. I am convinced."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to Liu Qingshan: "This old man is a descendant of that family, and I really can't bear to see the ancestral property destroyed, so I invite these old friends to come to ask for help. I hope Mr. Liu will forgive me."

Elder Liang, with a goatee, also twitched his beard and laughed, "I wanted to play a trick, but I'm being stingy."

Liu Qingshan blinked, thinking that these old antiques are quite cute, at least they know how to persevere.

The tension and anger just now disappeared quickly, and everyone praised Liu Qingshan for a while.

And the second master even moved closer to Liu Qingshan's side: "Mr. Liu, the more I look at you, the happier I am. I have a granddaughter. Let me introduce you to each other someday?"

Puchi, Wang Zhan next to him couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Just now he was chatting with Liu Qingshan, saying that he was introducing someone, but he didn't expect that someone would come to the door so soon.

Chapter 589 The nemesis, the nemesis is coming

In Jinyu Hutong in the capital, Liu Qingshan and his party entered from the east of the Hutong entrance, and they saw the old house in the garden.

Not far away is the bustling Wangfujing Street. In the future, many big hotels will rise here.

To the west, you can see the old Peace Hotel, which was once part of that garden.

"Go and have a look first, Mr. Na, you know this place the most, so please show me the way."

Mr. Liang patted his old friend on the arm.

The second master's eyes were a little bit straight just now, staring blankly at his ancestral house, he must have felt very uncomfortable.

"It's better to move it than to lose it." Writer Shu also comforted him.

"That's the reason, one look and one less look." The second master muttered, leading everyone to a small door, and slapped it hard a few times.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside, Liu Qingshan pushed hard on the door, but it was still locked.

"Old Na, can you do it? You can't get in even if you go back to your own home." An old friend next to him joked. In fact, this place is no longer private.

The second master's old face was also flushed, he raised his foot and wanted to kick the door, but in the end he was reluctant.

After walking a little further, I saw a hole in the wall: "Okay, let's go in here."

In the team, most of them were older, Liu Qingshan hurriedly jumped in first, followed by one by one.

While helping people, he was still muttering: "This courtyard wall is good, and it will be demolished together when the time comes."

Entering inside, the ground is covered with dead grass and decayed. It seems that the place they came in is relatively remote.

"This used to be the stable house of our family. The old people called it the horse number, and it was only for the rich." The second master took a look around and determined the location.

Looking forward, it has been transformed into a large courtyard, but the residents have been relocated, so it seems quiet.

Under the guidance of the second master, everyone started to stroll. The second master talked while walking, introducing the history of this place, with a look full of nostalgia and deep melancholy.

"These two big ancient locust trees are not bad. It just happens to be spring now, so let's move there together."

Liu Qingshan wants everything he sees.

The establishment of a film and television base requires not only ancient buildings, but also greening. In the past few years, many old trees have been demolished, and many old trees have been destroyed. Try to move more.

There are a lot of large machines on the engineering team, and it is not a problem to move trees or something.

The cost is definitely not small, and if it is not kept properly, some will die, but it is better to live one more tree than to cut it directly.

"That's the best way, Mr. Liu, do you really not think about my granddaughter anymore?"

The more the second master looked at this young man, the more he liked this young man. He was young and rich, handsome, and the most important thing was that he caught the eyes of the old man.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Second Lord, I'm going to school now, and I may go abroad to study in the second half of the year. I'll start my career first, and I'm not going to think about it for the time being."

"You still have a career, your current career, looking at the Forty-Nine City, how many can compare?"

Mr. Liang was also helping out. He watched and grew up Mr. Na's granddaughter, so there was absolutely nothing to say.

Liu Qingshan quickly pointed to the pavilion in front of him, and changed the subject: "This is good, we must move there."

"This pavilion is called Cui Lai Pavilion. My grandfather likes to play chess with old friends here." As expected, the second master was aroused again, and stopped mentioning the introduction object.

Everyone went up to the pavilion and looked around. Writer Shu said happily, "That rockery is really nice. It must be moved over there."

These people were all infected by Liu Qingshan, and they wanted to remove everything they saw.

"The stones on this rockery were specially picked from Taihu Lake back then."

The second master had a look of reminiscence on his face: "When I was young, I climbed a rockery when I was naughty, and my father gave me a spanking, haha!"

Smiling and laughing, tears rolled down the corners of the old man's eyes.

Liu Qingshan can fully understand the old man's mood, because when grandma returned to the old house, why wasn't it like this?

"Stop, who are you and how did you get in?"

Suddenly a shout came from under the pavilion, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw two people in Chinese tunic suits walking quickly, looking very unfriendly.

The second master was feeling agitated, so he was not polite at the moment, and replied coldly: "This is my ancestral house, I will go home and have a look, do I need to inform you?"

The two were taken aback for a moment, then smiled disdainfully, and one of them said: "This is the family area of ​​the Peace Hotel, and they have all moved out. This is the land of the country."

The other muttered: "Which onion are you?"

Now the second master was so angry, he wanted to go down and reason with them, and everyone talked about it, so he persuaded him.

A staff member waved his hand: "There will be a big leader accompanying the investor to come here for inspection soon, you idlers, hurry up and avoid it."

Look at his posture, it's like chasing flies.

Everyone was also very angry, and immediately a few went up to meet them, showing their work IDs:

"I'm the director of the Writers' Association."

"I am the Secretary-General of the Artists Association!"

"I retired from the Ministry, and I was hired back again!"

What, this group of people turned out to be bigger than the other, and the two staff members were sweating a little: What are these people going to do when they get together?

So he can only lower his posture, and the order is to comfort:

"Old comrades, listen to us, there are Hong Kong businessmen who want to buy the land here, and the leaders of the ministry and the city are accompanying them here. Everyone is an old comrade, and they are all enlightened people. Can you Dodge it first?"

"A leader is coming, just right, we also have something to report."

Writer Shu put his work ID back in his pocket. He did a lot of work on contacting the upper echelons last year. He was basically responsible for the communication, and he was well aware of the hardships involved.

How can the leader be so easy to see? Didn't you see that Writer Shu's legs are running thin?

The two staff members didn't dare to call the shots, and couldn't afford to offend the group in front of them. One of them hurried back to report.

But just at this time, there were already 30 to [-] people coming this way, and there were a few more with cameras around their necks, taking pictures from time to time.

In this way, two groups of people, each with completely different thoughts, met here.

"Xiao Zhao, what's going on?" A leader saw a dozen people suddenly appearing in front of him, and his face was a little displeased.

"Leader Feng, hello, hello." Writer Shu waved to this side.

Seeing that it was him, this leader Feng couldn't help but frown: This guy looks for him every few days, protecting this one today and that one tomorrow.

Sometimes, because of an old tree, it can grind for several days, which annoys the leader.

The main theme now is to vigorously develop the economy, and this is the greatest political achievement. What to do to protect ancient buildings, they are all old antiques, and should have been swept into the garbage dump of history long ago.