Lao Liu's house came to an uninvited guest.

"Hello. We are from Lintian Group. I heard you used to work in Marina. ”

"So what?"

"We want to ask you out of the mountains."

"What? I'm an old man. ”

"We need someone in charge of the archives."

"You're not here to dig the wall, are you?"

"How so."

"I can't do it. How can he be old. ”

"We'll give you 5,000 a month."

"I won't do 100,000 either."

The man stood up: "The house is about to move here, right?" ”

Lao Liu said: "How many months are left? ”

"That's it."

She is from the countryside and is a poor woman. It's not so much pitiful as being deceived or going astray.

"So be it."

She said.

Then she heard a sharp knock on the door.

"Who?"

She opened the door.

A man walked in.

"It's so late."

"I want to kill you."

"Look at the smell of sweat on you. Let's go wash up. ”

This man was the painter.

Xiaoxue came to the door of the painter's house.

"Strange, no one."

She looked disheartened.

The demolition of the backstreet on the waterfront was carried out immediately.

Lao Liu's family also moved out of the tube building.

"It's unforgettable. Stayed for so long. ”

The boss of Lintian Group is proudly bathing in the hotel building at the moment.

He heard someone ring the doorbell.

"Who. Lao Tzu is not at ease when he takes a bath. ”

When he opened the door, he saw that it was Xiang Hua.

"It's you. I thought it was. ”

"Why, you're not welcome to come."

"Nothing unwelcome."

"Don't you want to know?"

"Know what?"

"This real estate tender."

"Tender price?"

"I brought you the contract."

"I don't have to look at it."

"You really don't want to see it?"

He glanced at it, "You can put it here." ”

"Of course I can't put the contract here."

"Then you can't take it with you."