"Why don't you just rob someone?" Jian Yan cried out in her heart. She thought that having 100,000 silver dollars in her pocket would give her confidence, but it still wasn't enough.
The real estate agent, observing Jian Yan's expression, understood her mood. He shrugged, his face contorted with misery. "Sister, these days, what isn't expensive? What isn't going up in price? A client who bought a house through me the other day sent me a thank-you message. He said he went to the building materials market and found that timber had gone up by 10%, cement by 15%, aluminum by 30%, plastic by 30%, and stainless steel by a staggering 40%. Developers have been raising prices the most. Last year's four trillion yuan stimulus package should have some effect, right? Why shouldn't rents go up?"
I must say, the use of these parallel sentences is truly breathtaking.
The 2008 global financial crisis was followed by government bailouts, with four trillion yuan flowing into various industries. Real estate, as a pillar industry, undoubtedly benefited the most. 2009 became a year of unparalleled prosperity for developers. This year, with the groundwork laid in the previous two years, how cheap can prices possibly be?
Jian Yan held out her hands, pointing at Xue Qiandai, "Because... our Sister Dai is beautiful and has wild ways."
The agent was amused; this young lady must be a bit goofy. "I must say, she's quite beautiful, very... memorable."
Are there any discounts?
The intermediary remained silent.
Xue Qiandai composed herself and made a decision, "Let's look at the next set."
The agent said "Hey," got in the car, and took them to another villa.
Upon entering the villa, Xue Qiandai's first impression was one of emptiness. White walls and red bricks formed the main color scheme. It had two floors above ground and two below. Because of the emptiness, it felt even more open and airy, with excellent natural light and ventilation.
"This apartment does not include home appliances or soft furnishings, and the annual rent is only 100,000 yuan."
Jian Yan couldn't imagine what it would be like to move in, so she felt depressed and listless, not as pretty as before. "Eighty thousand, that's the most I can do."
However, Xue Qiandai's eyes lit up. This was a villa with great potential; once decorated, it could be used as a studio. She tugged at Jian Yan, indicating her satisfaction.
Sure enough, the agent said again, "Sister, I can see that you two are both exceptional individuals, not ordinary people. Let me put it this way, this villa, if you decorate it well, can be used as a studio. It'll be very impressive to entertain friends, conduct business, or host parties. After seeing so many options, I'm very sincere about doing this deal with you. It's 98,000."
Xue Qiandai almost suspected the real estate agent had clairvoyant eyes, guessing even the villa's intended use. Such a sales-oriented talent, if she could use him in the future as her high-end sales director, would be perfect. "Young man, have you ever thought about changing jobs? Trying a different industry?"
The real estate agent, with a drooping brow and a hint of resentment, said, "Sister, to be honest, I only know how to sell and rent houses, and I'm very good at selling them. I don't want to change."
Xue Qiandai firmly believes that there are only two reasons to get someone to switch jobs: either the pay is good enough, or they need to feel a sense of accomplishment. "Tell me, how much salary would you consider?"
She asked very sincerely, so the agent answered sincerely as well, "I entered this industry right after graduating from junior college. Last year I sold more than 30 houses and my annual salary reached one million. If I changed careers, I would definitely earn more than one million."
Millions? Real estate agents? This completely overturned Xue Qiandai and Jian Yan's understanding. "Jian, why are we still doing haute couture, opening a Taobao store, let's just go sell houses."
The agent nodded repeatedly, as if pounding rice, "Sister, with your qualifications, you're definitely worth tens of millions."
An annual salary of ten million was achievable in that era of rapid, unregulated growth. But Xue Qiandai and Jian Yan had other ambitions. "Ninety-eight thousand it is, but the rent has to start from next week. We can't move today, so we'll move next week."
The agent was very straightforward, saying, "Then I'll be your friend, but you'll have to pay a deposit. It won't be refunded if you change your mind."
And so, Xue Qiandai and Jian Yan finalized the deal for the villa. Qiandai even noted down the real estate agent's name: Li Xing. Little did she know that her actions today would later secure Huo Meiren a capable salesperson and make a significant contribution to Huo Yunchao's entrepreneurial transformation.
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On Monday, Xue Qiandai and Jian Yan went to work at the coffee shop. Not long after they arrived, a courier delivered a box.
Barista Lanshan and operator You Duoduo swarmed around them.
"Little rocket, little rocket, what did you buy?"
"It's delicious, everyone gets a share!"
Jian Yan deftly picked up the package-opening knife, swiftly split it open, revealing a stack of clothes, including rainbow-colored T-shirts.
Lychee white, midnight black, cherry blossom pink, ginger mustard yellow, hazy blue, mint green, and lilac purple. Jian Yan picked up a lychee white one, removed the packaging, held it up against herself, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Does it look good?"
You Duoduo rested her chin on her hand and nodded repeatedly, "It looks much better than the original store shirt. Wow, this emoji is so cute and adorable! Oh my, my heart is melting."
Xue Qiandai picked up a cherry blossom pink dress and said matter-of-factly, "Of course, look who designed it! Two fashion superstars are rising stars. Jane, although they all look good, you look even prettier in this cherry blossom pink and that mint green one."
Jian Yan has a baby face and usually dresses in a cute style, so cherry blossom pink is definitely more suitable for her. "I'll take it home and wash it tonight, and I can wear it tomorrow."
"Huh?" The Coffee Prince looked through each piece of clothing. "What, are all these yours? Don't Dodo and I have any?"
Scratching her head, a little embarrassed, Jian Yan smiled and said, "You guys are just sitting in the shop, no one's watching you. We wanted to save the owner some money, so we only ordered for the two of us."
"You guys really know how to save money!" The owner, Jin Xiangyu, rushed in with a hint of anger in her voice, picking up a T-shirt. "Can't our store offer dine-in service? It's one thing for the other two not to have it, but why don't I have it either? And it's actually... quite nice."
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