Wang Bo called Asulu and more than a dozen pickup trucks drove over.

This time, he bought more than 200 barrels of exterior wall paint, and they were all large barrels, so he couldn't pull them back with just one or two pickup trucks.

I returned to the town with these exterior paints. As soon as the car stopped, someone came up to me and asked, "Hi, mayor, do you want to paint the exterior paint on the house?"

Wang Bo said: "Yes, you must protect these houses, right? It is my duty as the mayor to protect the beauty of the town."

"But I heard you hire a lot of Maori people? The wages are not low, right?"

Wang Bo shrugged: "The New York dollar has depreciated so much these days. I can spend this money to invite people. To be honest, I have already thanked God for loving me."

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "In fact, this is not necessary. Just shout, we will complete the wall painting work of the house by ourselves."

Wang Bo allowed the buildings in the residential area to be sold, and the prices were very low. However, he only rented the buildings in the town center, and of course the rent was also very cheap.

He doesn't have to worry about the houses sold, but the 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 the painting work himself.

It's just that it's quite miserable. He sells very few houses now, and most of them rent them.

This is in line with the national conditions of New Zealand. New Zealanders do not have any circumstances to buy a house. The main reason is that the household registration of this country is not related to the house and land, so people do not have the concept of having to buy a house.

For young people, buying a house is a hassle. Renting a house is cheaper and more flexible. You can go wherever you want. Once you buy a house, most people need a loan, which will lock it in the local area.

Many people came to Sunset Town. Except for the parents who came to the famous AG school behind, the others were because of the scenery of the town and the cheap rent, as well as the economic development potential brought by Highway 8.

Wang Bo also saw these potentials, so he rented the house in the town center and sold houses in residential areas.

The result is that people want to buy commercial housing in the town center but they don’t sell it, and people don’t buy the residential housing they want to sell, which ultimately leads to him having to hire someone to clean the house...

In fact, the situation was more optimistic than he thought. When he learned that he had prepared tools and exterior paint to maintain the house, many people would get the paint themselves, and Wang Bo did not need to arrange for people to paint the walls.

In this afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and there were long queues in the supermarket square, and people came to get exterior wall paint and tools.

In the newly opened New World boutique supermarket opposite, the store manager and waiters were stunned. They were blocked by the crowd and could not see what they were doing. They thought the department store was selling things crazy.

The bearded store manager who likes the female subordinate of the unspoken rules also came to queue up. When Anderson saw him, he teased: "Hi, Nelson, do you also need to paint the exterior wall of the house? I don't think this is necessary. Didn't your supermarket just be built?"

The bearded store manager realized that he had made a mistake, but he was embarrassed to turn around and said toughly: "Of course, our supermarket is brand new, which is different from your old supermarket. But wouldn't it be better if you could use the exterior wall paint more?"

Anderson shrugged, "Yes, it's 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 you don't see things you shouldn't see."

Nelson suddenly turned red: "Fake, what are you talking nonsense about stepping on horses!"

Anderson giggled, "What did you say? Do you need me to say it more clearly?"

How could the bearded store manager not know what he was saying? He cursed guiltily and quickly turned around and left. To be honest, he was really afraid that Anderson would provide some evidence.

Wang Bo, Asulu, Bingshu and others received a piece of exterior wall paint, and they also had to work. The town government office building has been building for more than two years, and some parts of the exterior wall have grown moldy spots.

Hill, who was typing on the keyboard in front of the computer, saw them coming back with paint on the exterior wall, and was confused: "What are you doing?"

"It's not 'you', it's 'we'. We're going to change the house together. Come on, you have to work, too." Wang Bo said happily.

Hill said reluctantly: "The great writer is creating, and his thoughts are like a spring of thoughts..."

"Even if you are Wen Siru cumulative, you have to work for me on your horse!" Wang Bo left this sentence viciously.

There were a lot of dirty things attached to the walls outside the building, and even some moss grew behind the house on the shade. Asulu wiped it with his hands and shook his head and said, "It can't be wiped off."

"Treat these stains with wire brush or high-pressure water gun, knocking off the dirty things on the surface, and then drying them before they can paint again." A voice sounded, and Wang Bo turned around and saw that it was Suladi, a Somali cleaner.

The big black man in blue work clothes smiled and said, "I'll help you, mayor, I bet that no one in the town is better at cleaning these things than I do."

Wang Bo said: "If you want to make some extra money, then I can hire you. Do you have any experience in painting?"

Suladi shook her head and said, "No, mayor, I don't want money, I'll help you. This is what I should do, right? I mean, I always hope to do something for you."

It would be even better if you have a helper. Wang Bo slapped him in a high-pressure water gun, and then arranged for the handsome Mexican man to prepare a high-pressure water gun to spray all these things off.

Suladi looked at the exterior wall, took the scraper and scraped it on a piece of old paint that was rising. He introduced: "This thing cannot be kept, otherwise the new paint will burst quickly even if it can press them."

From noon to afternoon, many people in the town were circling around the house, which made some tourists or passers-by confused and thought that this was a great cleaning of the whole town.

Before four o'clock, Wang Bo and others first added primer to the house under the guidance of Suladi and Hani. They should not apply topcoat when the sun is strong during the day, otherwise it will dry too quickly and cause the paint on the surface to wrinkle or burst.

It doesn't take long to apply primer. After all, it's a new house, but occasionally some places have broken primer.

Wang Bo looked at the patch-like paint on the originally pretty white building and shook his head and said, "It's too difficult to maintain this house."

Hani said frankly: "Boss, the quality of the paint used in the building block house you bought is too poor, and in fact, maintenance is not so troublesome."

"What's the meaning?"

"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 needed a primer after five years."

Wang Bo: "Made, a profiteer!"
Chapter completed!