Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"Dad, are you sick? You just got here and you want us to move. Where should we move to? We have lived here for several years. This is a property jointly developed by my seventh uncle and his colleagues. My mom works in the real estate company now. She has already bought it. It's our own house. Where should we move to?" Banggeng had been looking forward to his father's arrival since last night, but the father he sent home was so drunk that he couldn't open his eyes, which made Banggeng angry and disappointed.

"Our own house? Is it expensive?" Jia Dongxu asked.

"How can it not be expensive? This is Hong Kong, there are many people and little land, and this is a villa. We bought the house two years ago, for about one million yuan," said Bang Geng.

"One million? So expensive? Is your mother so rich?" Jia Dongxu couldn't believe it.

"My mother is the vice president of a real estate company. She distributed dividends of 500,000 yuan the year before last, and maybe a little more last year. She should have paid off the debt, but there is no extra money at home. Now that you are here, you can't just rely on my mother and my aunt. You are the head of the family, so you have to earn more money," Bang Geng said to his father.

"Of course, I'm going to Damao's film company today to learn acting. Then I'll go make movies, which also makes a lot of money. Do you know your grandpa Xu? Your uncle Damao's father earns hundreds of thousands a year." Jia Dongxu is very confident.

"Of course I know. There are not many people in Hong Kong who don't know Xu Fugui. He is the number one villain in Huabang and can play any role well. Dad, you should study hard and strive to be like Grandpa Xu." Banggeng is a few years older now, so he still knows how to encourage Jia Dongxu.

"Dad" Xiaodang and Huaihua came out, and Jia Biantan was also carried out by Qin Jingru.

Jia Dongxu had never met Jia Biantan before, so he reached out to take it, but Jia Biantan was shy and ignored him, so Jia Dongxu was a little sad. But both girls liked him very much, which made him feel much better.

I am definitely better than Xu Damao, he has four sons, but he has no daughter, Jia Dongxu thought. With such a family to support, Jia Dongxu decided to study hard, strive to become an apprentice as soon as possible, and make money by acting.

After breakfast, the children went to school, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru also left, and the car sent by Xu Damao arrived. Jia Dongxu came to the actor training class for the first time.

To be honest, Jia Dongxu is good-looking and about 1.78 meters tall. He has been a leader in Beijing for the past few years without suffering any hardship. He is in his early thirties and looks younger than his actual age. There is a feminine temperament on his face, so he has the potential to be a gigolo.

Jia Dongxu also got on the right track, and Zhang Dabao arranged for people to sort out the things in the three warehouses that he had taken back from the capital last time. They were all good things.

How about opening a museum? Zhang Dabiao suddenly had this idea. Wouldn't it be better to keep it in his own hands than to destroy it? And the cultural relics that were stolen by those Westerners should also be returned.

Hong Kong and Lan Fang are now in a period of stable and rapid development, and there are not many things that they need to deal with. Domestic orders except for those from the steel rolling mill have also stopped. They don’t take it seriously now, and the quality of the products they produce is not good. Instead of getting angry, it’s better not to do it.

Zhang Dabao is a man with strong execution ability. He decided to take some time to go back and visit various major cities to collect what he can. This is for himself and also for the inheritance of the entire culture.

After arranging all the work, Zhang Dabao came to China.

First stop, Shanghai.

Shanghai has been the most economically developed place in China since the Republic of China, with a prosperous and bustling city. The people here have a strong business atmosphere. Compared with the capital, the activities here are much more moderate, especially in various units. No one has died even in the most intense times.

It is not special for Zhang Dabao to come here, because there are quite a few students coming from Beijing. And there is one thing here that is different from others, that is, fighting for houses. Students can fight for houses, but most of them will not drive out the original owners. Instead, they live together in a way of coexistence.

The original owners also prefer this method, because when a group or a few people move in, outsiders will not come again. This is also the case in Shanghai.

The people from Beijing showed up in a high-profile manner. They were here to guide the work, so the documents in Zhang Dabao's hand and his authentic Beijing accent made it easy for him to find a family and move in.

The owner's surname is Wu. He is an artist and an opera singer, who was not very popular at that time. There are three people in his family, two elderly people and a granddaughter who is about ten years old.

Their house is not on the street, and there are not many of them. It is in an alley, so those people have not yet rushed here.

After Zhang Dabao arrived, they were very scared at first because there was a huge gap between people from Beijing and local students.

"Mr. Wu, I'm just here to collect folk songs. Of course I can't use this excuse to come out now. I remember when I was in school, our teacher told us that reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. So I took this opportunity to come out and have a look around. Shanghai is my first stop, and I can't stay there for long. I just want to record what Shanghai looks like now. Many years later, I can take out these photos, or write something, so that people in the future will remember what Shanghai looked like in the past," Zhang Dabao explained.

"Welcome, you're most welcome. I had the same idea when I was young. But because of life, I didn't achieve my goal." Mr. Wu likes Zhang Dabao's current attitude very much. He comes from Beijing, but he is not overbearing.

Mr. Wu tidied up a room on the first floor. Zhang Dabao went in, tidied it up, and then left.

On the way, he met many people who were dressed like him. He first asked the local person in charge and explained to him that he was sent here to understand the situation. He would not directly participate in their activities, but would write a report. He also reported his name and address, but did not say which organization he came from. He only told him that he was sent by the higher-ups and that his name was Wu Zhihui. The local person in charge also kept a distance from them who came from the capital. They had many organizations and many people sent here, so he did not ask in detail and even sponsored five kilograms of food coupons.

After moving into the Wu family, I went out to report, and then walked around the street. It was really different from the capital. Most of the shops here were open for business and transactions were normal. Of course, the supply of materials was much worse than the previous year, so there were not many things to buy.

After walking around until it was getting dark, he got a lot of information. Zhang Dabiao decided to go out at night to have a look. If there were lights on and people gathered at night, there would definitely be unexpected gains.