Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

After arriving in the capital, Duan Jiajia first sent the contents of two suitcases to where Li Changhuai currently lives.

There was only one suitcase left that belonged to her.

Under Luo Mei's "inspection" and inspection, except for the properties that were rented out, all the properties in Beijing were ready for move-in.

Duan Jiajia has been thinking about the courtyard house for so long. Now that he can live in it, how can he let it go?

Xingfuli Alley.

Wang Xiao and his friends are taking pictures in the alley.

"I bought this with great difficulty. Please be careful and don't break it for me!" Wang Xiaohua said in a rough voice. He didn't look like a seven or eight-year-old child at all.

A stubborn look on his face.

But Wang Xiao's facial features are indeed good-looking.

Therefore, the stubborn look on his face not only did not distort Wang Xiao's expression. On the contrary, it made his eyebrows more vivid.

"Eh-" A child who came to school from Shandong Province unconsciously used the dialect of his hometown and pointed at the car that appeared in front of him and said: "Someone is living in that house!"

Everyone in Xingfuli Hutong knows it.

The best yard in the alley is No. 66.

Not only are the numbers good, but the yards are also the best.

The courtyard with two entrances also has an underground garage next to it.

The gate and the stone lions at the door don't look like something ordinary people can live in.

In this era when anti-theft doors are rarely used, the door of a courtyard house is a set of doors covered with a layer of copper-nailed wood on the outside and a solid anti-theft door on the inside.

The stone lion at the door is very majestic.

Wang Xiao also climbed up with his friends.

Hearing this, several children looked up.

I saw a woman wearing a long-sleeved dress that reached her ankles getting out of the car.

To be honest, this kind of skirt not only tests your figure, but also your temperament.

The goose-yellow dress fluttered in the breeze in the alley.

Duan Jiajia didn't know that he would be stared at by a group of children as soon as he arrived.

Looking at the door and the words "Duan Zhai" hanging on the door, I suddenly thought of something and asked Luo Mei with a cold expression: "Are you sure this house was bought a few years ago?"

"Sure." Luo Mei didn't know why Duan Jiajia asked.

But according to the documents she handled, the house was indeed bought two years ago.

Luo Mei was indeed curious, but according to her profession, she couldn't ask more questions.

Duan Jiajia, on the other hand, immediately took out his mobile phone to contact Hu Lai.

"Yes, I'm in the capital. I want to ask you something. No. 66, Xingfuli Hutong, and..."

Duan Jiajia asked Luo Mei: "Where is the other courtyard house?"

Luo Mei responded quickly: "No. 486 Xiafei Road."

"And No. 486 Xiafei Road."

Duan Jiajia listened to Hu Lai's confused voice on the other end of the phone and said impatiently: "Ask my uncle, does it have anything to do with the Duan family?"

Hu Lai also understood why Duan Jiajia asked this question.

Before Duan Qichen's family went to Xiangjiang, they grew up in the capital.

Moreover, their family is still a well-known wealthy businessman in the capital.

Hu Lai's call came back soon.

This time it brought good news.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with the old Duan family. Their house was taken away a long time ago, and it was also listed as a protected cultural relic. If Duan Qichen arranged that house for you, I might still be angry."

It's not your own property, it doesn't matter.

But if Duan Qichen wants Duan Jiajia to use the Hu family's connections to get the house back.

No matter how much inheritance Duan Qichen gave Duan Jiajia and his daughter, it was disgusting to them.

"I've asked about it. It used to belong to a wealthy businessman. It changed hands twice, and finally ended up under your name. The one in Happiness has some background. He comes from a scholarly family and is quite famous in the capital. But my family There is a child who is clamoring to go abroad, but he has not obtained the national study abroad qualification, so he has to pay for it himself."

At this point, Hu Lai's tone was a little helpless: "Anyway, I sold my old house for the sake of my children."

The only connection with Duan Qichen is that he bought it and gave it to her.

Duan Jiajia was no longer so repelled.

She didn't know that her reaction was a little... ungrateful.

After all, she had taken so much property from Duan Qichen, and now it seemed a bit shameless to worry about whether this courtyard house was the Duan family's old house.

But Duan Jiajia really couldn't get over this hurdle.

Hu You's death caused a rift between the Duan family and the Hu family.

This is destined that Duan Jiajia and his daughter can only choose one side.

But thinking about it now, Duan Qichen probably figured this out before he died, so when the inheritance was finally handed over to Duan Jiajia and his daughter, it was the lawyer who was responsible for it after his death.

This way Duan Jiajia and Duan Shunan don't need to make a choice.

To be honest, this is a rare time for Duan Qichen to make plans for Duan Jiajia and Duan Shunan.

Putting these aside, Duan Jiajia took Luo Mei and Liang Tian in.

The key is held by Luo Mei.

Because he had agreed to come here, Luo Mei only brought the key to the house in the capital.

Otherwise, Duan Jiajia could see several keys hanging from iron plates that Luo Mei kept in the safe.

The keys alone weigh more than ten kilograms.

When he opened the door and went in, Wang Xiao and others who were lying on the ground taking pictures also came over curiously.

I'm not sure whether it's because the people here in the capital are just a little bit shy, or because these kids are not afraid of tigers as newborn calves.

When Duan Jiajia was about to go in, Wang Xiao suddenly said: "Are you the owners of No. 66? Your house has been empty for a long time."

Wang Xiao looked at Duan Jiajia curiously.

He is young and does not know what beauty and ugliness are.

But Wang Xiao knew that the sister in front of him was indeed more beautiful than the girls he had seen before.

"Are you coming back from abroad? Overseas Chinese? Holle!" Wang Xiao was obviously a familiar face, and he walked forward with his beloved pictures.

Duan Jiajia looked at the child who was tanned in the summer and smiled: "I'm not from abroad, but I'm not from the capital either. I'm from other places. Do you know the Shanghai market?"

Wang Xiao nodded and said maturely: "Sure enough, your outfit is what you would find in Shanghai, and it is different from the girls here."

If a man in his twenties said this, Duan Jiajia would feel harassed.

I also think this person is a bit oily.

But the person who said this was a child, and the feeling was completely different.

In turn, it made Wang Xiao even cuter.

"Okay, come on in, I'm just here to take a look. If there's anything you need help with, just tell me. I live at No. 60, just in front of your house. I live in the second hospital. My name is Wang Xiao. "

"Okay." Duan Jiajia waved to Wang Xiao: "I will go and play with you when I have a chance."

"no problem."

After the kid Wang Xiao left, Liang Tian laughed out loud: "This kid is really interesting."