The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Eight hundred thousand a year is already a very favorable price for the shops in this location, but Cheng Huan still can't afford it.

During this period of time, her business was very good, but she only saved over one hundred thousand yuan, which was not far from the transfer fee. Besides, apart from the installation fee, the store decoration was also expensive.

Cheng Huan was a bit lost, why couldn't he walk through it earlier?She felt sorry for her, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry, I don't have enough money now, just..."

"That's okay, I'm not in a hurry here." The other side still smiled: "It's not too late to find me if you save enough money."

It is estimated that your contract expires before I save enough money. Cheng Huan sighed inwardly, and thanked him.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Huan's enthusiasm was gone. No matter how good the store was, it was useless. It was nothing if there was no money.

She was not in a good mood, and she did not have the interest to go on shopping. When the star finished the cake, she took him back.

Xingxing is quite caring about the store. He is a sensible and filial child. He heard that he can be less tired after moving the store, so he asks what it is like almost every day.

Cheng Huan only said that it was not done yet.

After she went back that day, she asked the intermediary to help and pay attention. The area does not need to be too large, and the location does not need to be so good. The main point is that the rent should not exceed 50,000 a year.

The intermediary agreed very well, but she could not find the transfer for a while, so she just asked her to wait.

This time, instead of waiting to come to the store, another news came.

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Huan slowed down and still couldn't calm down on the news that he just learned: "Demolition?"

"Yes, Ping An Village is going to be demolished." The person on the other end of the phone said a lot of terms, and then said to her: "If you think it's okay, you can come back whenever you want. It happens that the house is going to be measured there. It's..."

He thought for a while and added: "The price given this time is very suitable. If you miss it, it may not be so good next time."

Cheng Huan responded and said that he would go back sometime.

After hanging up, Cheng Huan still couldn't react.

The person who just called was the street director of Ping'an Village and said that the house there was going to be demolished.

Ping'an Village is the house where the original owner lived. It was a factory dormitory built in the last century. It was originally assigned to the original owner's grandparents. Later, the grandparents died. They had no other relatives and the house fell to the original owner.

Although knowing that the house belongs to the original owner in name, Cheng Huan has never thought about it.

First, the land in Ping’an Village is low and the price is high. It seems like a well-known nail house in the city. No one seems to think that someone can remove it in a short time. Second, because of some special regulations of the last century, that The side house has no property rights and cannot be inherited as an inheritance.

In other words, as long as the original occupant dies, the house will be automatically nationalized, which has nothing to do with Cheng Huan, and she has no reason to say anything if the developer directly demolished it.

Cheng Huan doesn't think that the developer is not clear about this matter. The businessmen make great profits, and can save millions of demolition funds by eliminating one family. How could anyone refuse this kind of good thing?

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Xingxing had looked at her mother for several times, and she was still motionless. The little guy was a little worried, dropped the toys on hand, and ran to Cheng Huan carefully and asked.

Cheng Huan came back to his senses, glanced at the stars next to him, frowned and said, "A pie in the sky has fallen."

"Where is it?" Xingxing knew that the pie could be eaten. He looked around, but couldn't find it. Finally, he looked up at the sky, but there was nothing left, so he said to Cheng Huan a little lost, "Mom, I didn't see it. ."

Even if Cheng Huan was in a complicated mood now, she was amused by the little guy's performance. She smiled and squeezed the star's small face: "It's not a pie."

"What is that?" Xingxing didn't understand.

Cheng Huan snorted: "This is a description, which means a good thing. A pie in the sky means that a good thing has fallen to the head."

"Oh, that's it." The star suddenly realized, and then he didn't understand: "Why is my mother unhappy?"

"Mom is not unhappy." No one is unhappy when told that it will cost millions out of thin air. Cheng Huan just feels a sense of unreality and panics.

I always feel that things are going too smoothly. If you want to change the store, there are shops with such good locations and low prices, and there will be news of demolition due to lack of money.

Although Cheng Huan has read novels, the original novel mainly tells the love story of the male and female protagonist. There is not much ink on the female partners. The original protagonist just appeared at the banquet and appeared as a rich mistress. She didn't know. Has the original owner ever encountered demolition?

There should be some... Cheng Huan thought uncertainly: Otherwise, it would not be easy to pick up a rich man in the way the original owner was before.

Although the rich man is short, fat and bald.

She held the star in her arms, raised her little hand and touched her mother's eyebrows.

Cheng Huan frowned when he was thinking. He used a little bit of strength to smooth the folds between his eyebrows, looked at her eyes and said, "Then mom don't frown, frowning won't be pretty."

Cheng Huan smiled, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and regained his spirit.She took the little hand of Xingxing and kissed him in the palm of his hand: "Well, don't frown, baby, you play here by yourself, mom will cook lunch for you."

"Mom, let's do it together!" Xingxing followed loudly.

Since making mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xingxing has become very interested in cooking and will come to the kitchen to "help" whenever he has time.

He doesn't know anything, saying that he is helping is actually making trouble, but he feels good about himself.

Cheng Huan couldn't bear to blow his confidence, so she could only agree. She moved a low stool for Xingxing and handed him a green vegetable: "Xingxing will wash this vegetable. The rest of the mother will come."

"Okay!" The star turned out to be a green vegetable. The vegetable was bought from the vegetable farmer in the morning, and the vegetable grown by the farmer was very fresh.

Xingxing stood on the stool, broke off half of the vegetable leaf and put it under the faucet. He did it carefully. He washed it inside and out several times. When he felt satisfied, the green vegetables that were still very energetic had become soft. Pi didn't know where he went.

Dismissed his son, Cheng Huan swiftly washed rice and cooked rice, fried a shrimp with asparagus, steamed a small bowl of eggs, and fried vegetables.

When she put the green vegetables on the plate, she turned her head to see that the dish on the star really hadn't been washed.

The whole small green vegetable sent to him has fallen apart and turned into knuckle-long sections. When the stars are washed, both layers of film will be torn off. The cleaned vegetables are completely depleted and he is very It is neatly placed by the pool, and it seems that it has no other purpose except throwing away garbage.

Cheng Huan sighed helplessly, secretly expecting that Xingxing's interest in the kitchen would fade sooner, she brought the dishes to the table and turned her head and called Xingxing.

"Mom, wait." The star did not lift his head: "I'll wash it right away."

Cheng Huan walked behind him, took the little guy down and put it on the ground, raising his hand to turn off the faucet.

Xing Xing was taken aback, and looked up at her blankly, Cheng Huan poked his forehead: "I'm ready to eat."

"Ah..." Xing Xing looked at the last crumpled cabbage heart in his hand, then turned around and looked at the dining table. He thought for a while, raised his hand and gave the cabbage leaf to Cheng Huan: "Then mom will make this tonight."

"All right." Cheng Huan rubbed the thing in his palm, patted the star on the head and asked him to go to the table to make it.

Xing Xing ran out, Cheng Huan turned around, gathered the green vegetables by the pool in his hands, and threw them into the trash can together.

Then he took out the bowl from the cupboard, filled two bowls of rice, and brought them out.

After eating, Cheng Huan was ready to go back to Ping An Village.

She has also thought about it clearly, she has no power and no power, others really can't count her, maybe she thinks that millions of dollars is a huge sum of money here, and other developers don't even look at it.

Because it was heard that part of Ping An Village had been demolished, Cheng Huan felt that the place was not safe, so he did not plan to go with the stars.

She entrusted the little guy to the neighbor next door and took care of it to go out.

Before leaving the house, Xing Xing waved her hand vigorously, asking her mother to come back early, waiting for the elevator door to close, the little guy was unwillingly led back by the neighbor's aunt.

Cheng Huan passed through for more than two months and only stayed in Ping An Village for a few days. When she left, it was quite lively here. Now when she comes back, half of the front tube building has been demolished, and the steel bars are exposed and scattered on the ground. With bricks, it looks very desolate.

The demolition office set up by the developer was in Ping'an Village. Cheng Huan asked someone to ask about the place and knocked on the door and walked in.

There were a lot of people in the temporary office, noisy, she waited for a while, and finally waited for a group of people to leave before she walked to the desk.

The staff here were quite enthusiastic, and asked her where she lived, and then introduced her to her compensation conditions for demolition.

Before the compensation conditions, the sub-district director told her almost once. There are two situations: asking for a house or asking for money.

The resettlement house is in the suburbs, which is in the urban area under development. According to the standard of one-for-three, one square tube building can be exchanged for three-square-meter suburban commercial housing; if you don’t want a house, it’s 50,000 yuan per square-meter. There is not much difference in the surrounding market prices.

This demolition subsidy is not unreasonable. Most demolition households agree very happily. Occasionally, there are those who almost want more money, and the developers don’t care, whatever you want, it is impossible to give more compensation anyway.

Cheng Huan could not be more satisfied with this condition, and agreed with almost every consideration.

After that, things are simpler, register your household registration, measure your house, sign for confirmation, and take the money and leave.

Cheng Huan originally thought that the house would be 60 square meters at most, but he did not know how to measure 75 square meters during the measurement.According to the calculation of fifty thousand square meters, Cheng Huan received three hundred and seventy-five compensation payments. She signed, walked out of the demolition office with the check, and returned to the rented house, looking like a sleepwalking.

When the elevator arrived on the floor, Cheng Huan took the key to open the door. After being right several times, she met the keyhole. She stood at the door, looking at the familiar decorations in the house, and woke up in a daze.

She took out the flat check from her bag, corrected the amount on it several times, and finally showed an incredible expression on her face.

Is she getting the money now?Three hundred and seventy-five?It takes only three hours from departure to return!

Cheng Huan looked down at the numbers on the check again and let out a long sigh of relief.

This efficiency is too high!