Song Jin took a look around inside and liked it more and more.
There are three floors in total. First, when you enter through the entrance door of the garden, you will see the space on the first floor.
The whole old house was in an authentic and retro style. The more Song Jin looked at it, the more he liked it. He secretly planned in his mind that if it could be matched with old Shanghai-style furniture, it would definitely be full of Shanghai style.
There is also a row of south-facing carved wrought iron windows, which look very individual and unique.
To the north of the large space on the first floor is another small room.
Song Jin thought that this place could be used as a small study or a separate reception area.
Next to the stairs leading to the second floor is its very spacious kitchen space.
The kitchen style remains consistent with the rest of the house.
On the first floor and a half, there is a very large room, which is actually what we often call a pavilion. It is also equipped with a separate bathroom.
There is also a patio on the north side, which now has a glass roof. This is Song Jin's favorite place.
Next, she went up the stairs to the second floor. The layout of the second floor was two large rooms facing south, two large rooms facing north, and one small room also facing north.
The balcony faces the garden. Standing here and looking down, I dream back to the Republic of China.
Then go to the third floor. The third floor is slightly lower than the second floor, but the overall layout is almost the same, and the balcony is in the same position.
Song Jin was very satisfied with this garden house. She tried hard to suppress the upward curve of her lips and turned to ask the real estate agent Lin Jianguo, who had just followed her without saying a word from beginning to end.
"This house is quite nice. I wonder how much it's asking? Are the paperwork complete? Will there be any trouble later?"
Lin Jianguo watched her trying to suppress her laughter, but did not expose her.
"The asking price is 60,000 yuan, no bargaining. The owner left the country a few years ago, and the house is now under his niece's name. The paperwork is complete, so there won't be any subsequent troubles. The transfer can be handled directly."
Song Jin thought the price was acceptable, but he just wanted to bargain further.
“This price…”
Lin Jianguo glanced at her and said, "This house hasn't been sold for a year because you won't bargain!"
Song Jin choked.
"Okay, okay, sure. Let's ask the landlord to come and handle the paperwork. And the previous one is so shabby, twenty-six thousand is too expensive. Fifteen thousand, if you agree, I'll buy both."
Lin Jianguo's dead expression finally changed. The look he gave Song Jin made Song Jin feel like his face was full of the words "Are you a bandit from somewhere?"
"Because it's old, that's why it's twenty-six thousand!"
Song Jin wanted to say more, but was interrupted by a wave of the hand.
He looked like he didn't want to talk anymore.
"Okay, then I'll take a little bit of a loss and buy both for 25,000 yuan."
Lin Jianguo: ...You really suffered a great loss. He really didn't make any profit from the two houses.
Song Jin felt like he had bargained successfully, but also like he hadn't.
What's wrong with facial paralysis or not talking? It won't hinder people from selling their houses at all, and they can even sell their houses without bargaining.
In the end, Song Jin successfully obtained the property certificates for the two old villas. Of course, it took a week to get them.
Because house buying and selling is not allowed at that time, people are afraid of being caught as an example.
To transfer the ownership, you have to pretend to be a relative of the landlord and have the transfer done for you.
It cost more than 80,000 yuan in one go, and Song Jin had to pretend to collect the money. Although it seemed that Lin Jianguo disdained her a little in the end, at least the house belonged to her.
Song Jin planned to leave the old and dilapidated villa as it was for now. That area would be the CBD in the future, and the rent from renting it out would be enough for her to splurge.
As for this English-style garden house, she plans to decorate it well.
Finding people to decorate the house, tidy up the garden, and clean the house were all errands that Ermao helped to run, and he was also the one who introduced the people.
Ermao made a lot of money and Song Jin saved a lot of trouble.
By the time I finished working here, almost a month had passed.
She herself didn't expect that her original plan of coming to Shanghai to play around, take a look around, and buy an old villa, and she actually stayed for a month instead of leaving in a week.
Fortunately, the house has been cleaned up now and looks brand new.
It makes people happy just by looking at it. This is a garden house that belongs entirely to her.
On her first day living in the villa, she walked up and down several times, and then went to the specially decorated study.
The lights were on until two o'clock in the morning. Song Jin looked at the empty letter paper on the table and sighed deeply.
She wanted to leave in a dignified manner, but deep down she felt a little unwilling.
I wanted to curse that bastard, but I also felt that I should leave in a dignified and graceful manner.
Finally, I tossed and turned until midnight.
The next day, she brought Number One out again with dark circles under her eyes. As soon as Number One saw what was in her hand, he understood.
The messenger was about to return to the world. But it didn't matter, he was satisfied just to be able to go out and have a look.
He hadn't seen such a busy street for a long time.
Um?!
Lively, why is it so lively?
When he found himself in Shanghai, he almost jumped for excitement. He actually came to the Magic City.
He used to live in Beijing and dreamed of visiting Shanghai. It is indeed a lively place.
Even the stones are so beautiful.
Fortunately, he did not forget his mission. He walked towards the post office while looking at the bustling streets and crowds.
After arriving, I handed the letter and small package to the staff, and then took the form and filled in the address and recipient with familiarity.
After sending the things and reuniting with Song Jin, Song Jin looked at No. 1's pitiful look as he wanted to take a few more glances at the people around him. After thinking for a while, he reached into his pocket and took out ten yuan to give it to him.
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