The author is an old stock market investor with 17 years of experience, writing this novel in their spare time. I have personally experienced the super bull market of 2005-2007, the major bull mark...
Chapter 125: Siege
"Damn it, you're the grandson!"
"You bastard!"
"Bah! You black-hearted developer!"
Lao Ning spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm from the audience, which directly stuck to He Guidong's face.
He touched the spit and took a look. It was yellow-green with streaks of blood. He was so disgusted that his whole body trembled and he shouted sharply:
"Accountant! Finance! And the sales manager! Go make arrangements for me right now! Refund them all! The entire check-out process was recorded, signed, and stamped with my red fingerprints!"
He Xiaogang, the head of the finance department, stood up and said, "Mr. He, we're facing a year-end liquidation and funds are tight. Can we postpone it for a few more days? Can we refund it after the new year?"
"MD, did you understand?! Arrange it immediately! Not enough money? Go find a bank, a trust, or a pawnshop right away. Even bridge funding can be arranged for me!" He Guidong kicked out, almost knocking He Xiaogang to the ground.
"Okay, okay, okay, Mr. He, I'll arrange it right away."
He Xiaogang knew that He Guidong was really angry, so he nodded and went to make arrangements.
"Since Mr. He has made all the arrangements, everyone should calm down, sit down, and talk slowly."
Zhang Chunling breathed a sigh of relief.
She had dealt with this incident three times, but she never expected that she could solve it today.
Next to him, Li Chaoyang saw that the situation was almost settled, so he left an auxiliary police officer to supervise and went to handle other matters.
Three hours later, He Xiaomin found a sum of money from somewhere, and signed a "check-out agreement" with the sales manager, the finance manager, and several other people and the owners who came to check out.
The two parties agreed that the developer will buy back the house at the original price, and the mortgage paid by the owner will be borne by the developer. All payments will be made in three installments, every three months, and the first batch of payments will be received tonight!
"Let's go! Let's drink!"
"Hahaha! Hard work pays off! I finally sold this house!"
"Finally, we can have a good New Year!"
The owners who were defending their rights dispersed happily.
In the evening, Wei Dongfeng invited Lao Ning, Xiao Huang, and Li Feng to a dinner party.
The location is in Xiangtuju downstairs.
Xiangtuju’s main feature is good quality and low price, with hometown flavor. The two couplets at the door clearly state this.
"Hometown flavors, hometown dishes, authentic hometown cooking, hometown skills, genuine hometown food."
The group of four first chose two bottles of Luzhou Laojiao, and then ordered six dishes, namely: Vinegar Shredded Potatoes, Balsamic Vinegar Peanuts, Hand-cut Braised Beef, Boiled Pork Slices, Chicken Stewed with Mushrooms, and Radish Stewed with Lamb.
"Come on, let's have a drink together, brothers." Old Ning, the elder, raised his glass and said proudly.
"good."
"Come on, Director Ning, this check-out is thanks to your good organization." Wei Dongfeng said with emotion.
"I just did some behind-the-scenes work. Without you young people taking the lead, this house would definitely not be returned." Lao Ning said modestly.
"Don't be so modest, let's have a drink first." Xiao Huang advised.
"Okay." Wei Dongfeng drank it all in one gulp.
"Yeah." Xiao Huang and Lao Ning also drank it in one gulp.
The three of them were in high spirits, as if it were New Year's Day.
"Uh." Li Feng drank the wine, but felt indescribably strange.
I wanted to say something, but when I opened my mouth, I could only swallow it back into my stomach, and in the end I could only sigh.
The food at Xiangtuju was very large, and the four of them ate, drank, and chatted, and before they knew it, more than an hour had passed.
"bite-"
Wei Dongfeng suddenly received a text message on his phone. He took it out and jumped for joy, shouting, "Lao Ning! Xiao Huang! Look, the first batch of payment has arrived! 98,000 yuan, not a cent less!"
As he spoke, he held out his phone. Lao Ning and Xiao Huang stretched their necks to look over, their faces full of envy and hope.
"So fast, when will mine arrive?" Lao Ning muttered.
As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang, and sure enough, 140,000 yuan was transferred in.
"So many?" Wei Dongfeng asked in surprise after seeing it.
Xiao Huang explained, "The director bought a 120-square-meter apartment with three bedrooms and two living rooms. The down payment was 270,000 yuan plus the loan. That's not that much. Oh, when will mine arrive?"
He took out his cell phone and stared at it over and over again. Half an hour later, there was a "ding" sound, and 70,000 yuan had arrived in his account.
At this time, the three of them smiled at each other, and drank another glass of white wine in one gulp.
"Congratulations," Li Feng said as he toasted, "I wonder what your plans are after checking out, gentlemen?"
"Plans? Hahaha, of course I'm buying a house. Money is getting scarcer these days, so I have no choice but to buy a house," Lao Ning said happily. "I've already found out. Dongtai Garden is 6,500 yuan per square meter. They're ready to move in. They'll be available for sale after the New Year."
"I'm also buying a house," Wei Dongfeng pondered. "I'll take a look before the New Year and decide after the money arrives. There's no rush."
Xiao Huang also said: "I'll add some money and buy a smaller second-hand house first."
The three of them had already figured out how to spend the money.
However, after going around in circles, I am back to the road of buying a house.
They chatted and laughed for more than half an hour, and it was not until nine o'clock that Li Feng dragged himself back home.
"Uh—Li Feng, why did you drink so much? Oh, don't you know that your health is not good? Still drinking..." Zhao Xinyue muttered while making Li Feng a cup of green tea to sober him up.
Li Feng took a sip and felt a little better, so he sat down in front of the computer.
But he saw Zhao Xinyue was reading the post he had just posted.
The comments were varied, some good and some bad.
Some people praised the poster for his selfless sharing, while others said that the poster had ulterior motives.
The answer with the highest number of likes was a questioning one: "Why are you pretending? I can tell you a million or eight hundred thousand words with just one lip touching my upper lip."
"What's with the general trend, the industry, and individual stocks? It's like fortune-telling. It's the same whether you say it or not. Why don't you tell me the details? How do you read the general trend, how do you research the industry, and how do you choose individual stocks?"
Zhao Xinyue pointed at the reply and said:
"Look, look, your kindness is being taken for granted. From now on, please post less of these things. If you have this time, you might as well write gossip!"
Li Feng closed the post and said, "Everyone is different. You can't expect everyone to be on the same page with you. It's impossible and unrealistic."
"It's just like the stock market, where there's excess and there's excess; in nature, where there's light and there's darkness, where there's summer and there's winter. Many times, many things are like a besieged city, where those inside want to get out and those outside want to get in."
“It’s just a different perception.”
At this point, Li Feng suddenly thought of something and said, "Xinyue, let's go house hunting tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? I'm working the day shift tomorrow, the afternoon shift the day after tomorrow, and how about the day after tomorrow?"
"No, then Menghan and I will go tomorrow." Li Feng said.
"So anxious?" Zhao Xinyue was startled, then suddenly disappointed. She said jealously, "You're going with her? You don't want me anymore?"
"How could that be?" Li Feng hugged her and comforted her, "Generally speaking, the property market is at its lowest point before the end of the year. I'm just worried that house prices will go up after the New Year."
"Right now, we don't have a house yet. It's a necessity. We'll have to buy one sooner or later, so it's better to buy it sooner rather than later to avoid taking unnecessary risks."
"To be honest, we were drinking just now, and three acquaintances who had just checked out of their house are all planning to buy a house after the New Year. Those who were bearish are now bullish. I'm afraid the housing market is about to see a surge."
"Well, what size should we buy?"
"I still have 400,000 yuan in my hand now. I plan to look at second-hand houses first and buy a small three-bedroom apartment of about 100 square meters. I can do it all in one go. I should still have more than 100,000 yuan left and I can invest in another one when I have the chance." Li Feng pondered.