Chapter 2071

"In your family's case in Jingcheng, it must be this."

Wang Wentian didn't spoil the mood; he continued to butter him up and gave a thumbs up.

"Heh!" The young man waved his hand, his tone still as humble as before: "I'm just an average family, not going hungry. Look, I'm currently discussing buying an apartment with my wife."

"It's the high-end residential area currently under construction in Chaoyang. They are all elevator buildings with over thirty floors, but they're a bit expensive, over two thousand per square meter. I'm currently struggling with whether to take out a loan or pay in full."

"If it's full payment, I still have to go borrow twenty or thirty thousand. Although this money isn't much and I could pay it back in two months, I have a quirk: I don't like owing people money."

This pretentiousness of yours, Wang Wentian cursed in his heart, but there were still twenty minutes before the train arrived, so let you act pretentious enough today.

"I've also heard of that real estate project." Wang Wentian said enviously: "It's said to be developed by the Yugong Group."

"It's developed by a real estate company under the Yugong Group, called Yuxi Real Estate."

The young man took a final drag of his cigarette and threw the butt on the ground, stepping on it. It was night now; if it were daytime, if he threw a cigarette butt on the ground, the old men and women wearing red armbands would immediately surround him.

"Do you know Qiu Dongfang?"

"Qiu Dongfang?" Wang Wentian played dumb and shook his head: "Don't know."

"That's a foreign enterprise." The young man leaned closer to Wang Wentian and whispered: "Qiu Dongfang is also a major shareholder of the Yugong Group. I have a buddy who is also in the same line of work; his younger sister works at Qiu Dongfang, and they have internal prices for buying apartments."

Wang Wentian blinked and also lowered his voice: "So, you can also get the internal price?"

"We aren't employees, so how could we get the internal price." The young man said very mysteriously again: "Although we can't get the internal price, we can buy the internal purchase quota."

"There are Qiu Dongfang employees who don't want to buy apartments, so we spend twenty or thirty thousand to buy their quota, and then we can buy the apartment at the internal price, saving at least seventy or eighty thousand."

"Even if we can't buy an internal purchase quota, finding that buddy's sister, she can definitely give a discount. We might not save a lot, but saving eight or ten thousand is no problem at all."

Wang Wentian thought there was some inside scoop; the Qiu Dongfang internal purchase quota was itself a benefit given to employees. If an employee didn't buy, they sold their own quota.

No matter how much money they sold it for—ten thousand or a hundred thousand—it belonged to the benefit given to you, and the company wouldn't care. Besides, the discount price was itself a promotional method, so there was even less of a problem.

It could even be said that if that guy's buddy's sister could sell a few more apartments, her commission wouldn't be small.

"Brother!" The young man patted Wang Wentian on the shoulder: "If you also want to buy an apartment there, you can come find me; I can definitely save you some."

Wang Wentian shook his head and sighed: "Where would I have the money to buy an apartment there? Let alone full payment, even with a loan, I can't afford it."

"Then you have to work hard." The young man said very 'braggadociously': "Living in Jingcheng, if you can't even afford an apartment in the end, you might as well go home and farm."

"You're right." Wang Wentian nodded in agreement: "Indeed, I have to work hard."

Next, the young man kept acting 'tea-like' (pretentious), galloping on the road of 'braggadocio'.

Wang Wentian also performed well; his buttering-up was quite high-level. Not only did it satisfy the young man's vanity, but he also wasn't that bored anymore.

Finally, twenty-eight minutes late, the train slowly pulled into the platform. The crowd rushed to the exit, eagerly looking for their relatives or friends.

Wang Wentian didn't push forward because Yang Quan had lost a leg and had difficulty moving, not to mention he was dragging his family along, so they were definitely coming out last.

And that young man also stood quietly to the side. His wife was a train attendant and needed to clean the carriage after all the passengers had disembarked, so naturally, she wouldn't come out at this time either.

As time passed, the flow of people exiting gradually decreased, and Wang Wentian and the young man still waited quietly.

Looking at the scene before him, the young man couldn't help but ask Wang Wentian suspiciously: "Brother, is the person you're picking up not on this train?"

"They are!" Wang Wentian looked at the time: "He has difficulty with his legs and feet, so his movements will be a bit slower."

The young man nodded in sudden realization, then asked curiously: "Your relative?"

"Yes!" Wang Wentian sighed softly: "Compared to before, although life is much better now and living conditions have improved, in some difficult areas, life is still very hard."

The young man asked in disbelief: "Brother, they aren't coming to rely on you, are they?"

"They are indeed coming to rely on me." Wang Wentian said with a smile: "No choice, I can't just watch their whole family starve to death."

The young man looked at Wang Wentian as if looking at a fool, the expression on his face very rich, and then he gave a thumbs up.

"Brother, I haven't admired anyone since I grew up. This time, I am absolutely convinced by you."

Saying this, he patted Wang Wentian's shoulder again and continued with implied mockery.

"Admirable, admirable. In this society today, how many people are willing to accept such a family? You are truly remarkable!"

How could Wang Wentian not hear the mockery implied in this guy's words? But he just smiled slightly.

"We're all family, after all. If I can help, I'll help. And I believe that as long as everyone works together, life will always get better slowly."

The young man curled his lip imperceptibly: "Yes, yes, yes, as long as you work hard, life will definitely get better."

The two were chatting, and finally, five figures appeared in Wang Wentian's line of sight.

Walking in front was a man wearing an old, tattered military uniform, holding a little girl in one arm and leaning on a Y-shaped tree branch with the other, walking slowly toward the exit step by step.

Beside him was a little boy, about the same age as the little girl, only three or four years old. The clothes on his body were covered in patches, his little face was sallow, and his hair was scorched and dry.

That little hand was tightly gripping the man's lapel, his eyes seeming not enough to look around, his snot had already crossed the river (reached his mouth), and then he saw him give a sharp sniff, and the snot was gone.

Behind the man were two women. One looked to be about forty years old, with a thin figure, but she was carrying a large luggage bag on her back, holding another in her hand, and her other hand was supporting a blind old woman.

The clothes on the old woman's body were also full of patches, but they were washed very clean, and her gray hair was meticulously tucked behind her head.

Wang Wentian ran over quickly and stood at the exit, watching the man leaning on the tree branch walking over step by step.

The man arrived in front of Wang Wentian, grinned, put the little girl he was holding on the ground, and then punched Wang Wentian on the shoulder.

"Damn it, you kid in a suit, you really look fucking human."