Chapter 555: . National paint (1/5)

Wang Bo called Aturu and a dozen pickup trucks drove up.
The exterior wall paint to be used this time was too much. He bought more than 200 barrels, and they were all large barrels, so he couldn't pull it back by just one or two pickup trucks.
I took these exterior wall paints back to the town. Someone ushered in just after parking and asked, "Hey, mayor, do you want to paint the exterior walls of the house?"
Wang Bodao: "Yes, don't you take care of these houses? Protecting the beauty of the town is my duty as mayor."
"But I heard that you hire a lot of Māori people? Isn't this low wage?"
Wang Bo shrugged: "This year, the value of the New Zealand dollar has deteriorated so much. I can spend this money to invite people. To be honest, I have thanked God for loving me."
The talking middle-aged man laughed and then said, "In fact, it is not necessary, you shout, we will finish the house wall painting ourselves."
In the residential area, Wang Bo is allowed to sell, and the price is very low. And almost all the buildings in the town center are just leased, of course, the rent is also very cheap.
He doesn't care about the houses sold, but these rented houses are still in his name, and he has to rely on these houses to make money later, so he has to be responsible for painting.
It ’s just miserable. He sells very few houses now, and most people rent.
This is in line with New Zealand's national conditions. New Zealanders have no plot to buy a house. The main reason is that the country's hukou is not related to land in the house, so people do not have to buy a house.
For young people, buying a house is a hassle, renting a house is cheaper and more flexible, so you can go wherever you want. Once you buy a house, most people need a loan, which will lock them up.
Many people come to Sunset Town, except for the parents who came from the famous ACG school behind, others because of the scenery and cheap rent of the town, and the economic development potential brought by Highway 8.
And these potentials Wang Bo also saw, so he rented a house in the center of the town and sold a house in a residential area.
As a result, this is the situation now. People want to buy a commercial house in the center of the town but he doesn't sell it. People don't buy the residential house he wants to sell. In the end, he has to hire someone to clean the house ...
In fact, the situation was more optimistic than he thought. He learned that he had prepared tools and exterior wall paint to maintain the house. Many people received the paint by themselves, without Wang Bo's arrangement to brush the wall.
This afternoon the sun was shining and a long line was lined up in the supermarket square. People came to collect the exterior paint and tools.
In the New World boutique supermarket just opposite, the store manager and waiter were dumbfounded. They were blocked by the crowd and couldn't see what it was doing. They thought the department store was selling crazy.
The bearded manager who likes the subordinate women also came to the line, and Anderson saw him, and said, "Hi, Nelson, do you have to paint the exterior walls of the house? I don't think this is necessary, your supermarket. Wasn't it just built? "
The bearded manager knew that he had made an oolong, but he was embarrassed to turn away and said stiffly: "Of course, our supermarket is brand new, which is different from your old supermarket, but if you can paint the exterior wall more Is it better? "
Anderson shrugged: "Yes, better, but are you sure you can brush it? If you hire a worker to brush the wall, you have to tighten the curtains in the office so that people don't see things they shouldn't see. "
Nelson blushed suddenly: "Fack, what are you talking about?"
Anderson grinned, "What do you say? Do you need me to be clearer?"
How could the bearded manager not know what he was talking about? He guilty a few words and quickly turned away, telling the truth that he was really afraid of Anderson to give any evidence.
Wang Bo, A Tulu, Bing Shu, and others received an exterior wall paint, and they also had to work. The town government office building had been built for more than two years, and some areas of the exterior wall had mildew.
Hill, who was cracking in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard, saw that they came back with the paint on the exterior wall, his face full of pressure: "What are you doing?"
"It's not 'you', it's 'us', we're going to change a suit for the house, come on, you have to come to work, too," Wang Bo said happily.
Hill reluctantly said, "Where the great writers are creating, there is a lot of creative thinking ..."
"You just have to think like a diarrhea, and you have to work for me!" Wang Bo left such a sentence fiercely.
There were a lot of dirty things on the wall outside the building, and even some moss was growing behind the shady room. Atulu wiped his hands with his hands and shook his head, "Can't wipe them off."
"To deal with these stains, you must use a wire brush or a high-pressure water gun to remove the dirt on the surface and dry it before you can repaint." A voice sounded, and Wang Bo looked back. It was Somali cleaner Sura. Dee.
The man in blue overalls laughed: "I'm here to help you, mayor, I bet no one in the town is better at cleaning these things than I am."
Wang Bo said: "If you want to earn extra money, then I can hire you. Do you have any experience in painting?"
Suradi shook his head and said, "No, mayor, I don't need money, I'll help you, isn't this what I should do? I mean, I've always wanted to help you do something."
It's better to have a helper. Wang Bo and him high-five, and then arranged for Mexican Liangzi to prepare a high-pressure water gun and spray these things out.
Suradi looked at the exterior wall, took a scraper and scraped it on a blast of old paint. He introduced: "This stuff must not be kept, otherwise the new paint will burst quickly even if it can suppress them. open."
From noon to afternoon, many people in the town are moving around the house, making some tourists or passers-by passing by by car full of fog, thinking that this is what the town cleans.
Before four o'clock, under the guidance of Suradi and Hani, Wang Bo and others first replenished the house. When the sun is shining during the daytime, they should not apply the top coat, otherwise it will dry too fast and cause the surface paint to wrinkle or burst.
It doesn't take long to refill the primer, after all, it is a new house, but occasionally the primer is damaged in some places.
Wang Bo watched the patch-like painting appear on the pretty white small building, and shook his head: "This house is too hard to maintain."
Hani said bluntly: "Boss, it's just that the paint quality of the building block you bought is too poor. In fact, the maintenance is not so troublesome."
"What do you mean?"
"It's only two years. In theory, the primer shouldn't burst. The primer should be much more durable than the topcoat. I remember that my house only needs to be replenished after five years."
Wang Bo: "Mad, adulterer!"
It didn't take long for the make-up primer to finish, and it was done in an hour. For the rest of the time, they were on the shady side and brushed the wall on the north side of the building. (To be continued.)