Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 124 The Greatest Motivation for Workers
There are two buildings in the Overseas Chinese Apartment, each with three units. There are two households in each unit, so there are a total of 48 households in the compound. Using the floor area ratio of later generations, it is almost equivalent to the standard of a villa area.

Lin Fugui's house is on the third floor. As soon as Lin Chaoyang entered the door, he felt that his eyes were bright. It turned out that it was the sunlight coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room with a large south-facing balcony.

People's living conditions in this era were simple, and the architectural and living concepts were very different from those of later generations. There were very few residential buildings with large south-facing living rooms, let alone large balconies. Only the villas built in the early years had such configurations.

The apartment of Lin Fugui is almost better than 99% of the residential buildings of this era in terms of floor plan design. The entrance is on the west side, and there is a large living room with a span of meters facing south. The large balcony is the same width as the living room and protrudes meters outside.

The north side is an integrated kitchen and dining room with a small balcony in the corner. The two south-facing bedrooms next to the living room are both 14 or 15 square meters, and opposite them are two north-facing bedrooms, which are smaller in size, with two bathrooms sandwiched between the two north sides.

This type of house will not look outdated even if it is placed in a mid- to high-end residence forty years from now.

The whole house is covered with wooden floors and white walls. The decoration is top-notch by the standards of this era, and the key is that it is well maintained. It is a bit exaggerated to say that you can move in with just your luggage, but it won't be a problem with a simple tidy up.

Tao Yushu pulled Lin Chaoyang to the south-facing second bedroom and said, "This room is perfect for you to use as a study. There's so much sunlight."

"It's a waste of 15 or 16 square meters to use as a study. I think the smaller room on the north side is good."

"That room is not as good as this one. We can use it together in the future."

"That's okay too."

"I want to build two large bookshelves, put a large desk in the middle, and we can sit opposite each other."

Tao Yushu had such beautiful fantasies that Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but immerse himself in them.

The couple walked around the house, and Tao Yushu liked it more and more. Although it was winter, the sunlight in the house was plenty.

She came to the balcony in the living room, basking in the sunshine, her eyes slightly narrowed, her face filled with an indescribable sense of happiness.

Lin Chaoyang noticed her emotions and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Tao Yushu was about to speak, then he reacted, gave Lin Chaoyang a look and shook his head.

Showing your emotions in front of the seller will be very disadvantageous to your subsequent bargaining.

Guessing what his wife was thinking, Lin Chaoyang smiled and said nothing.

After looking at the house, Lin Chaoyang asked tentatively: "Fugui, how much do you plan to sell this house for?"

"Twelve thousand."

Lin Chaoyang shook his head. "This price is too expensive for ordinary people."

"This is already very cheap. When my father bought this place, he spent 8000 US dollars, which is equivalent to yuan.

If it was kept overseas, it should have appreciated a lot over the years. If I sell it now, I won’t even get my money back.” Lin Fugui said.

Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "In foreign countries, it is capitalist, and real estate is an industry with financial attributes. But in our country, there is no such thing as real estate. Houses are just for living in. People don't have the concept of buying houses, let alone the concept of appreciation."

"Take our writing industry as an example. In the 1950s, a group of writers spent a lot of money to buy courtyard houses. The cheapest house they bought at that time was more than 3,000 yuan, but those houses are still worth the same price today."

"We don't count inflation. Some families even lost their houses during the period of the buzz, and when they got them back, they didn't even have 3,000 yuan."

Lin Fugui knew that Lin Chaoyang was bargaining, but he was not moved at all. In his opinion, the price he offered was already cheap enough.

"The price cannot be changed, but I can extend your payment method for one year. During that year, you can pay me the house price in three installments."

Lin Chaoyang added: "Those who can come up with so much money don't need your installment payment. Those who need to pay in installments may not be able to come up with so much money."

Lin Fugui didn't say anything, but just shook his head. It was obvious that he couldn't be moved by Lin Chaoyang's few words.

Seeing his attitude, Lin Chaoyang was not in a hurry. He said to Tao Yushu, "Then let's go back and discuss it."

Lin Fugui sent them downstairs. When they got downstairs, Du Feng jokingly said, "Brother-in-law, it seems you have to write more novels and scripts."

Lin Chaoyang smiled helplessly.

When they were upstairs, Lin Chaoyang and his wife were discussing the study. Lin Chaoyang himself said that he was a writer, and Du Feng said that he wrote novels and plays. The more Lin Fugui listened, the more curious he became.

"Brother-in-law is a writer?"

When they met and introduced themselves just now, Du Feng only said that Lin Chaoyang and Tao Yushu were his brother-in-law and sister, without introducing their names. Lin Fugui directly called them brother-in-law and sister.

"I wrote several works." Lin Chaoyang said modestly.

"Would it be convenient for me to know what books you have written? I read a lot of novels in school."

Before Lin Chaoyang could speak, Du Feng said with a bit of boasting: "You must have read my brother-in-law's novel."

Hearing what he said, Lin Fugui immediately became interested. Judging from Du Feng's tone, his brother-in-law must be quite famous.

"Have you seen "The Shepherd"? "Du Feng asked.

Lin Fugui shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it."

Du Feng scratched his head, "Where's 'Little Shoes'?"

Lin Fugui shook his head again, and Du Feng asked in confusion: "Didn't you say you read a lot of novels?"

Lin Chaoyang felt that if he continued like this, he would be the only one to be embarrassed, so he said, "Well, I've only written a few works, and I haven't even published a serious book yet, so don't flatter me."

"Where is "The Garland under the Mountain"? " Du Feng asked again without giving up, despite Lin Chaoyang's obstruction.

This time Lin Fugui reacted. He said excitedly, "I know this. I've seen it. It's about the Vietnam War."

Du Feng corrected him: "We call it a self-defense counterattack." Lin Fugui didn't care about the name. He now knew that Lin Chaoyang was indeed a famous writer.

A few months ago, "The Garland under the Mountain" became popular all over the country, and even Lin Fugui, an overseas Chinese, was recommended by his classmates to watch it.

Among overseas Chinese all over the world, Malaysian Chinese are undoubtedly the group with the deepest ties to their motherland, and have the strongest sense of belonging and national identity.

After reading "The Garland under the Mountain", Lin Fugui felt his blood boiling and he was very excited. He never thought that he would get to know the author of this novel while selling houses today.

He suddenly asked again: "'The World's No. 1 Restaurant' was also written by you, brother-in-law, right?"

Lin Chaoyang nodded, "Yes, you have seen it too?"

When talking about "The World's No. 1 Restaurant", Lin Fugui's expression became even more excited.

"Of course. Last month, 'The World's Number One Restaurant' was performed in our school. All the students went crazy for it. It's so well-written!" Lin Fugui exclaimed.

"I still remember the first time I went back to China to visit my family when I was a kid, my father took me to Yanjing, and we had a roast duck meal at Quanjude. I still remember the taste."

The Fujude in "The World's No. 1 Restaurant" is the real Quanjude. When Lin Fugui mentioned his childhood memories, his face was full of nostalgia.

Seeing that he liked Lin Chaoyang's work so much, Du Feng thought this was a good opportunity to bargain.

"Haha! This is really fate. I think this house is really prepared for you two, brother-in-law."

"Fugui, do you think you can lower the price a little more?"

Lin Fugui had a smile on his face, but he shook his head firmly, "I can't lower the price any further, my price is already very fair."

Du Feng was stifled and cursed in his heart that this kid was such a difficult character.

Lin Fugui added, "I definitely can't lower the price any further. But it's fate that we met, so I can extend your payment time by another half a year. How about 4,000 yuan per payment for a year and a half?"

After he finished speaking, Lin Chaoyang said without comment: "Let's go back and discuss it."

"Okay." A hint of disappointment flashed across Lin Fugui's eyes.

After leaving the Overseas Chinese Apartment, Du Feng asked, "Sister, brother-in-law, what do you think?"

Lin Chaoyang looked at Tao Yushu. The happiness she showed in the house just now made Lin Chaoyang know in his heart that he should buy this house no matter what.

"It's a good house, but it's mainly a matter of money. Your sister and I's savings are still far from enough to pay for the house."

Du Feng said with some regret: "This house is really good. I think it's better than my dad's house."

Du Feng lives in a two-story building in the military compound. In terms of area alone, it is far superior to the Overseas Chinese Apartment.

But in terms of apartment layout and design concept, the Overseas Chinese Apartment is undoubtedly better than their two-story building, as it is both fashionable and very comfortable.

"Let me find a way to deal with the money issue," said Tao Yushu.

Lin Chaoyang looked at his wife and had some guesses in his mind. He waited until Du Feng left before asking, "Are you trying to borrow money from your parents?"

My wife is still studying and has few social connections. She said she would think of a solution, and the only way is to rely on her parents.

"Yeah." Tao Yushu responded.

Lin Chaoyang shook his head, "No."

"My parents have quite a bit of savings, we can borrow it for emergencies."

Her husband is now writing novels and his income is indeed good, but the couple still lacks 7,000 yuan for the house payment. It is quite stressful to earn so much money within a year and a half.

Tao Yushu's plan was to borrow some money from his parents first and extend the repayment time, so that the pressure on him and his wife would be much less.

"That's not necessary. We can scrape together 5,000 yuan now, and it won't be difficult to make another 7,000 yuan in a year and a half."

Tao Yushu said, "You can't think like that. You are writing a novel, not copying a book. It's not certain how much you will write, whether it will be published, and how much you will get paid."

Lin Chaoyang thought to himself that it was actually not much more difficult than copying a book.

In order to slack off, he had been slacking off in front of Tao Yushu this year, to the point that Tao Yushu had the illusion that each of his works was the result of his painstaking consideration and meticulous refinement.

He put his arm around Tao Yushu's shoulders and said, "Leave the money to me. As long as you like the house, it's fine."

Tao Yushu frowned, his expression serious, "You can't waste your creative talent just to make money. Creation is a very serious matter."

"Don't worry, I know."

The two returned home, and after dinner Lin Chaoyang went into the house and started writing his novel.

Since finishing the script of "The World's No. 1 Restaurant", Lin Chaoyang hasn't done much writing for more than a month.

Before, he had never thought that he would spend more than 10,000 yuan to buy a house in the late 1970s, but today, seeing Tao Yushu's performance when looking at a house in the Overseas Chinese Apartment, he felt a strong sense of responsibility and mission in his heart.

There is still a shortfall of 7,000 yuan to buy a house. Although Tao Yushu thinks this is a huge amount of money that cannot be earned in a short time, Lin Chaoyang is very confident.

He was just slacking off before, but now it's time to show his real skills.

He kept writing all night long, with almost no time to think, and thousands of words appeared on the paper.

Before leaving, Lin Chaoyang reviewed the results of that night and nodded with satisfaction. The efficiency was still acceptable.

It seems that whether now or in the future, buying a house is still the biggest motivation for workers!
(End of this chapter)