He sat in the yard with a book in his hand. After flipping through a few pages, he really did not want to read anymore. He sent a message to Qin Yuancheng, asking her what she was doing.
"What about you? What are you doing?" She replied quickly.
"Reading at home." After the first message, he added, "Actually, I didn't finish reading. Should I treat you to a movie? "
"No, I'm very busy today." She sent a crying emoji and said, "I'm still doing a summary of the materials. How about tomorrow? I'll treat you to a movie tomorrow."
"Okay, then I'll leave you to it." Li Lan really couldn't understand why a dignified second-generation rich like him would be bored to such an extent.
If he wanted to, he could have fun.
Suddenly, there was a sound at the door. He walked out to take a look. Under the darkening sky, an old man was picking up trash from the trash can with a pair of pliers. From time to time, he would throw cardboard boxes into the tricycle behind him.
"You don't want these anymore?" The old man asked as he held up a pair of leather shoes with the pliers.
Li Lan smiled and said, "I don't want to wear them anymore."
The trash in the trash can at the door was basically thrown by him alone.
"They're pretty good." The old man looked at the shoes and said, "Wouldn't it be a waste to throw them away?"
Li Lan smiled and said, "The glue has broken. I can't wear them anymore."
The old man's surname was Chen, and he was a frequent visitor to the Retired Cadres Activity Center nearby. He liked to ride a tricycle to pick up trash when he had nothing to do.
His father had seriously told him to treat this old man nicely as a form of respect for his son.
As for what level Chen's son was, he did not know. After all, his father did not say anything. In short, it was definitely not an ordinary person who needed his father's advice.
Chen threw the shoes into the tricycle along with the pliers. He pushed the handlebars and was about to leave when he saw the car in front of the house. He smiled and said, "You changed cars again? Hongqi? It's at least five or six million, right? "
"It's not my money," Li Lan deliberately said in a tone of a rich second generation, "The tree planted by the predecessors is the shade for the descendants to enjoy."
His original car had not been refueled since he got home from the hospital, so he switched to Hongqi.
Chen smiled and said, "Your father has money. You can spend it as much as you want. There's no need to help him save money. Helping him spend it will help stimulate the economy."
Li Lan smiled and said, "You're right."
Old Man Chen said, "Have you offended anyone recently?"
Li Lan said, "Master Chen, with my personality, who can I offend? I don't understand what you mean."
Old Man Chen said, "It's good that you didn't offend anyone. However, you have to raise your personal safety awareness. Your family isn't an ordinary family. You can't guarantee that you won't have any ill intentions."
"Master Chen, why don't you just say it? I'm stupid and my reaction is a bit slow. It's hot outside. Why don't you come in for a cup of tea? Li Lan warmly welcomed him into the house.
Old Man Chen said, "No, it's dark. I have to go home. It's nothing. Maybe I'm overthinking. I'm just reminding you.
Recently, there was a woman who had nothing better to do. Sometimes, when there was no one in your house, she would stand at the door, as if she was observing something.
But if you want to say that he's a bad person, it's impossible. His car can't be worse than yours, and he's dressed very well. "
Li Lan asked curiously, "What does she look like?"
Old Man Chen said, "I really don't know what she looks like. She's so far away and I can't get close to take a look. Anyway, I know that she's a woman. She's wearing sunglasses. I don't think she's ugly."
Li Lan said, "Thank you. I'll be careful. Thank you for the trouble."
Old Man Chen said, "What trouble? I'm just saying it casually. Just treat it as me being oversensitive. However, you can't just look at a person's appearance. There are many bright and beautiful bad people, right?"
"Master Chen, what you said makes sense." Li Lan was secretly puzzled.
Who could the woman standing at his door be?
Old Man Chen got on his tricycle and waved, "Let's go."
Li Lan smiled and waved at him, telling him to ride slower. After watching him and his tricycle disappear, he didn't rush back to the house. Instead, he locked the door, took out a pack of cigarettes from the tricycle, and walked around the film base.
He didn't find anything.
There was a courtyard at the entrance of the film base where a middle-aged man in his forties lived. He was mainly in charge of cleaning and hygiene. When he saw Li Lan coming over, he smiled and greeted him, "Mr. Li, have you eaten?"
This was a person who could make him lose his job if he was unhappy, so he couldn't help but be disrespectful.
On the surface, his job was a cleaner, but in reality, it was hard to find a cleaner who was as free as him. He only had to clean the trash cans every day, and there were only two of them.
He ate and lived here, and he didn't need to clock in for work.
He didn't have any subordinates, nor did he have any direct superiors. He basically had the final say in the entire film base.
The surrounding area was prime, and it wasn't easy to park. Occasionally, there would be people going around in circles to park, and he could take the opportunity to collect some parking fees.
Although the film base wasn't a protected cultural relic, it was a little old and had a sense of history. Many young artists with DSLR and wedding photography studios would come here to take pictures after listening to others' introductions.
Whether or not he collected money, and how much he collected, it was all up to him.
In order to appear formal and professional, he even gave people receipts.
In total, including his salary, he earned about two hundred thousand a year. He relied on this job to buy two apartments in his hometown.
It was true that there was gold everywhere in Sijiu City, but he didn't have the ability to pick it up. As long as his big boss, Second Brother Li, didn't fire him, he wouldn't move his nest for the rest of his life.
Li Lan asked, "Are there a lot of people here recently?"
The middle-aged man said, "Not many. At most, it was a Wednesday. There were seven or eight people, and they came to take wedding photos together. They liked the well wheel in front, so they took a lot of photos. There weren't many people on the last few days, and only two young men came. They didn't stay for more than half an hour with the machine, and they even complained that the thirty yuan I charged was a little expensive."
His fee was approved by the Li couple, so of course, he didn't hide it.
Li Lan said, "Are there any strange people?"
"No," the middle-aged man scratched his head. Seeing Li Lan's disappointed expression, he hurriedly said, "There are surveillance cameras here, but I don't know if they can still be used."
"Surveillance cameras?" It was the first time Li Lan heard about it. He had never seen what a camera looked like.
"Yes, I think it's called a miniature camera." The middle-aged man led the way in front. After passing through several doors, he finally stopped in a backyard. He pointed to a door and said, "This is the computer room. I don't know how to use it. My cousin said that it cost tens of millions to install it. "
"Your cousin is Dong Hao, right?" Li Lan pushed the door and went in. The floor was a cabinet that was as tall as a person, and the wall was a monitor. He rubbed the cabinet with his hand. It was very clean, without a trace of dust. Then he asked, "Is there usually maintenance?"
"Dong Hao is my cousin." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "He used to be responsible for the maintenance here. After he went back to his hometown, it's all under the management of Song Valley, but he rarely comes here. Occasionally, someone from Oriental Pictures will come to repair or change the battery.
I don't know anything, but I occasionally clean the inside to keep it dry. "
When his cousin asked him to work here, he told him that his first task was to maintain the computer room's sanitation. The sanitation outside was actually secondary. If Li Lan didn't live here, he basically didn't need to go out.
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