Today, all the members of the Lin family came to see the house, including the security guards. There were a total of 10 cars alone.
The car drove up the mountain road and after turning a corner, we found a small square in front of us with a fountain on it.
After the Lin family got off the car, Uncle Lin Wu was already sighing:
"Wow, the air here is so fresh, and the trees are so lush and green. It's definitely a quiet place in a bustling city."
Three or four real estate agents were already waiting in the small square. When they saw the Lin family coming down, they hurried over and bowed, saying:
"Dr. Lin, Mrs. Lin, and all the bosses Lin."
Lin Sanqi smiled at one of the intermediary managers and said:
"Manager Xu, I've brought my whole family here today. If everyone is satisfied today, I can sign the house purchase agreement right away."
Manager Xu smiled even more flatteringly, knowing that the old man surrounded by the crowd definitely had the final say, so he introduced Lin Kucan and Jin Caifeng:
"Dr. Lin, Mrs. Lin, and several other Mr. Lins, my last name is Xu, you can call me Xiao Xu. The villa complex in front of you is called 'Baishan Villas', and there are eight villas in total.
The villa complex is surrounded by two walls. The first large wall starts from the foot of the mountain and goes all the way to the astronomical observatory, occupying half of the mountain.
The second small wall surrounds the eight villas to prevent criminals or snakes and insects from crawling in. This provides absolute security."
King's Park Hill is called a mountain, but it is actually just a small mound with an altitude of less than 100 meters.
There are many hills like this in Kowloon. Hey Society and Anle Headquarters, which were previously destroyed by Lin Sanqi with a drone, are actually on such a hill.
Lin Kucan looked at the several Republican-style villas in front of him and muttered to himself:
"I remember coming to this villa before. Before liberation, I treated the owner here. His name was, what was it, Wang?"
Manager Xu clapped his hands with an exaggerated expression and flattered:
"Doctor Lin has a good memory. This Baishan Villa was originally the home of Mr. Wang Peicheng. In 1940, he leased half of Jingshi Baishan and built these eight villas, originally intending to give one to each of his eight wives.
Later, because the Kuomintang was defeated, the Wang family could no longer do business in the country.
Especially after Mr. Wang passed away last year, because they had committed many evil deeds in China and were afraid of being held accountable, the whole family immigrated to the United States, and now the villa has been empty.
However, the Wang family had said in advance that if these eight villas were to be sold, they had to be sold at once, and not separately, for fear that they would not be able to collect the money if they were sold separately.
So, Dr. Lin, Madam Lin, if you are interested in this Baishan Villa, there is still considerable bargaining power. It is very cost-effective. Take a look at the surrounding environment..."
Pan Ye was not very familiar with the celebrities in Hong Kong, so he asked quietly:
"Hey, honey, who is this Wang Peicheng? Is he famous?"
Lin Sanqi said softly:
"Wang Peicheng's ancestral home is Sheng County, Zhejiang. He is Baldy's uncle and cousin. He has been helping Baldy with foreign trade transit business in Hong Kong. He monopolized a large part of the foreign trade business during the Republic of China period. In fact, he is Baldy's white glove.
So this guy is rich, very rich. Even if most of it goes to Baldy, the rest is enough for him to become a wealthy man. He has seven concubines alone, and this Baishan Villa is his home in Hong Kong.
Manager Xu is still working hard to introduce:
"Doctor Lin, Mrs. Lin, the villa in the center of the square was originally the main villa of the Wang family. It has three floors above ground and one floor underground, with a total construction area of 1,500 square meters.
Because the overall design of the villa is modeled after the Meiling Palace in Nanjing, it is also known as the Little Meiling Palace. It is said that it was prepared for Mr. and Mrs. Chiang, and the interior design is very luxurious.
Seven small villas surround it on both sides, and from the sky they look like the Big Dipper. Although the area of the small villas is not as large as the main building, the construction area has reached 800 square meters, which is enough for the use of the whole family.
Lingnan Hospital is right at the foot of the mountain. It only takes about five or six minutes to drive down. Even if you walk to and from work for exercise, it only takes a little over half an hour. It's very convenient."
Lin Kucan looked at the villa, then turned back to look at the faintly visible Lingnan Hospital building behind the woods, and said with a smile:
"It's really good, what do you think?"
Second sister-in-law Pei Xuehua's eyes lit up when she saw this, but after looking around, she asked weakly:
"This villa is nice, but it's too remote. It would take an hour to walk just to buy a bag of salt. That would be too much trouble."
Manager Xu and several agents twitched their lips and didn't dare to speak.
Jin Caifeng rolled her eyes at her second daughter-in-law and said nothing, thinking that she came from a poor family after all and was embarrassing herself.
At the critical moment, the husband is still reliable. After all, Du Zhong is from a wealthy family. At this time, he explained to his wife:
"If we could live in a big villa like this in the future, the general shopping would be done by the servants. How could the host carry the vegetable basket to the market himself?"
Pei Xuehua became anxious when she heard this:
"If I give the money for buying groceries to someone else, they will just embezzle it all. How can I do that?"
The Lin family all looked at the second daughter-in-law, some with contempt and some with ridicule, while the younger generations were a little at a loss.
Lin Kucan did not embarrass his second daughter-in-law and helped to resolve the situation:
"Xuehua is right. There are indeed servants with dirty hands and feet. They can't keep their mouths shut and their hands in check, which is a nuisance to the master.
Qizi, go back to Huadu and look for the housekeepers, drivers, and female workers who used to work in our house. Oh, and your nanny when you were a child, Mrs. Fang Juan.
If they are still alive and their health allows, you can let them come to Hong Kong and we will continue to use them. If their health is not good and they want to leave, our Lin family will also be responsible for their retirement and see them to the end of their lives."
Pei Xuehua nodded repeatedly when she heard this:
"Look, Dad agrees with me."
Manager Xu was a shrewd man. As soon as he heard the conversation between the Lin family, he immediately realized that Mr. and Mrs. Lin had set their eyes on the Baishan Villa.
"Then, Doctor Lin, do you think we can sit down and discuss this deal?"
The head of the family still has to make the decision on important matters. Even if Lin Sanqi pays, he will not interfere.
Lin Kucan looked at the villa in front of him and smiled: "No hurry, let's go in and take a look. After all, it's an old house that's more than 20 years old."
Manager Xu nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, it was my oversight. Then, Doctor Lin, Mrs. Lin, and the other Mr. Lins, please come in."
The eight villas are neither big nor small. Even if they are put together as one, it still takes half a day to go up and down them.
After a tour, every member of the Lin family expressed their satisfaction.
Lin Kucan and Jin Caifeng had seen the world and felt that the villa was just so-so in terms of both appearance and interior decoration. It was good because it was quiet and close to their own hospital.
At that time, few of the truly wealthy and powerful upper-class people lived in Kowloon; they all moved to Hong Kong Island.
Kowloon in the 1960s was a city-city juncture, and its level of prosperity was completely different from that of Hong Kong Island.
However, Lin Sanqi, the time traveler, knew that Kowloon would be extremely prosperous in a few decades, and every inch of land would be worth a lot of money.
There will never be a good thing like this where one family monopolizes half the mountain again.
Even if there is, the price it fetches will be sky-high.
Decades later, King's Park Hill Villas was a famous luxury residential area that was not something that ordinary people could get their hands on.
Finally, everyone sat together in the Xiao Meiling Palace to conduct the final negotiations.
"Doctor Lin, Boss Lin, the Wang family previously offered 15 million for this villa complex. They're buying not only the eight villas, but also half of Jingbai Mountain, which covers over 50,000 square meters of forest. It's all private property."
I, Old Xu, can honestly say that the 15 million yuan price tag is because the wealthy don't value this location. Ordinary people can't afford it, so it's been on the market for a year and hasn't sold, while the house continues to depreciate."
Lin Sanqi was thinking:
In Kowloon, in the early 1960s, the average house price was only 300 yuan per square meter. Even if a good villa was expensive, it would only cost 600 yuan per square meter at most.
The eight villas have a total construction area of approximately 9,000 square meters, so 15 million is indeed a premium.
But if you take into account the 50,000 square meters of mountain land on King's Park Hill, the price-performance ratio is actually very high.
Because Hong Kong recognizes private property, it is equivalent to buying this half of the mountain. It can be passed down from generation to generation, and the permanent ownership will always belong to the Lin family.
Lin Sanqi is not short of money, but he doesn't want to be a sucker.
Seeing the prospects of this Baishan Villa is one thing, but the current market price is another. The children from urban villages are always careful with their calculations.
"Manager Xu, we're old friends. I asked you to arrange the acquisition of shops in Hong Kong a few months ago. So, tell me the bottom line. What is the Wang family's bottom price? Don't worry, I won't let anyone here suffer a loss."
Manager Xu blinked and looked at his other subordinates.
Of course the Wang family has a bottom price, but Hong Kong is a jungle society. If he directly tells the client the bottom price, his subordinates may report him to their superiors so that he can get promoted.
Lin Sanqi understood immediately that agents are all greedy for money and have no bottom line. If they can't be bribed, it's probably because they don't have enough money. (End of this chapter)
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