Chapter 4040 [Update 2]

If you are not in this era, it is hard to imagine that this future international metropolis, the future financial center of China, is still in a state of disrepair and waiting to be rebuilt. Except for the dwarf-like port building next to it, the surrounding area is still desolate. Note ①

Throughout the 1990s, Shanghai was under rapid construction, with subways, elevated roads, and roads being built. The whole city was filled with smoke and dust, especially in the east of Shanghai.

Jiang Xi didn't care about the roaring machines on the construction site next to him, nor the bumpy road surface. Instead, he looked at the completed buildings with interest and asked the salesperson, "Have all those buildings been sold?"

This question made the salesperson depressed and uninterested.

He didn't think the girl in front of him could afford to buy a house, and asked him, "Do you want to buy one?"

Jiang Xi said, "I saw the gg you guys played on the gg sign at the train station. It said zero down payment?"

The salesperson wanted to roll his eyes, and pointed to the construction site next to him and said, "Look, the pre-sale houses here have zero down payment, but the houses here don't." He said unhappily, "Even if it's zero down payment, it's conditional. Do you think you can get zero down payment just by opening your mouth?" He looked Jiang Xi up and down, "If you really want to buy, you'd better call your parents." He muttered, "I guess your parents can't afford it either."

His tone was a little impatient, and he did not hide some contempt for Jiang Xi.

It's not his fault for his attitude. The clothes Jiang Wu was wearing didn't even fit her, not to mention that she had the money to buy a house. The salesperson completely thought that Jiang Wu was taking advantage of the "zero down payment

" because she saw the words "zero down payment". "Zero down payment is zero down payment, but first you need to have a work certificate and income certificate issued by your work unit, right? Otherwise, you have no income at all, and you want to get something for nothing. Do you really think zero down payment is free?" The salesperson rolled his eyes at Jiang Wu and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Wu didn't waste time on him and went straight to the sales office. The young salesperson saw her going straight inside and didn't follow her in. Instead, he stayed outside and watched the taxi Jiang Wu took go away, leaving a pile of dust.

I couldn't help but look at the barren scene around me, wondering how the house here could be sold.

Moreover, their house was not an ordinary commercial residential house, but an apartment. First, it could not be used to register Shanghai hukou, and second, it could not be used as a school house for children. Who would not consider whether their children could go to school nearby when buying a house? This house did not even have this function, so how could it be sold? Not to mention that buying a house in other districts would give you a blue-stamp hukou.

After Jiang Xi stepped into the dust, he called out to a woman in her twenties, "Hello, I'm here to buy a house, can you introduce it to me?"

Yang Meirong looked up for a moment, then pointed at her nose and said, "You called me?"

Jiang Xi also misunderstood, and apologized, "Sorry, I thought you were a staff member here."

"Yes, I am." Yang Meirong hurriedly ran over with a notebook.

The towel factory where she originally worked went bankrupt, and she had not paid wages for several months before the closure. She finally found this job with great difficulty.

She had never worked in sales before, so she wrote down all the matters in a small notebook and introduced them bit by bit to the small notebook.

It has been almost a month since she started working, and she has not sold a single house yet. In addition, she has not received her salary from the towel factory, which makes her look haggard and sad. She exudes a mournful aura.

"You want to buy a house?" She looked at Jiang Xi with some uncertainty.

"Is there any problem?" Jiang Xi was looking at the iron mesh bookshelf in the sales department, and looked at her sideways when she heard it.

Even though Jiang Xi was wearing the most worn-out clothes, Yang Meirong couldn't treat the little girl in front of her as a child at all. She even felt like she was facing her leader. Her voice suddenly weakened. "No, no problem. Which house do you want to see? I'll take you there, okay?"

Jiang Xi put the book back on the bookshelf, glanced at the houses that had been built and those that were still under construction, and said, "Tell me about the ones that have been built and those that are still under construction."

Yang Meirong followed her half a body length behind her and said, "The houses that have been built here require a down payment. "I paid it." Her voice couldn't help but lower, and she said with a lack of confidence: "The down payment is 8,000."

These days, if a family has a balance of 2,000 yuan, it is considered a lot of money. Although the concept of a 10,000 yuan household is a concept from the 1980s, in the mid-1990s, some people had already become rich and accumulated tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of yuan in wealth, but such people are very few. For ordinary people, 10,000 yuan is still a very large number. Even if they have this money, they will go to Shanghai West to buy a house, so why would they come to Shanghai East?

And those who can afford to buy a house in the system are waiting for the welfare housing, so they will not buy a house.

Thinking of something, she couldn't help but speak a little louder: "But the house is very big, and the selling price is only half of other houses. In the future, a subway will be opened here, and it's all planned here." She was afraid that Jiang Xi would not believe it, so she raised her voice to emphasize: "Really!"

A big house is definitely a big temptation for many people at this time.

Now many people live in houses allocated by units, and the area is very small. A family is squeezed into a house of 50 to 60 square meters with two bedrooms and a living room. Some are even only 30 to 40 square meters, but they are crowded with three generations of a family, and even the balcony is divided into rooms.

This is the case with Yang Meirong's family. She knows better than anyone how much people are eager for big houses at this time.

If she had no money and did not meet the conditions of zero down payment, she would have wanted to buy one.

Jiang Xi looked at her and said, "I've seen that buying a house in other places can give you a blue-stamped household registration, and you can directly register in the house. Can this house be used?"

Yang Meirong bowed her head again.

"Let's go, take me to see the house."

Yang Meirong hurriedly led her there.

It's miserable to say that because of the down payment problem, there are very few houses sold here, and the houses have been unsalable. That's why there are ggs opposite the railway station that sell pre-sale houses with zero down payment.

No one is willing to buy a house in Hudong.

At this time, there is a saying in their city: I would rather have a bed in Huxi than a house in Hudong.

This shows how desolate, messy and chaotic Hudong was at that time.

Not to mention spending so much money to come to Shanghai and buy a house that has no other advantages except being big.

She really couldn't exaggerate how much this house cost except that it was big and cheap.

Jiang Xi was taken to the newly built building by Yang Meirong. The building was still rough. Jiang Xi looked at the quality of the house. Yang Meirong quickly said, "Don't worry about the quality of the house. It is absolutely good! The subway line is also planned here."

Speaking of subway planning, Yang Meirong felt guilty again. The first subway line was opened in Shanghai in 1993, and the rest of the subways are still under construction. The surrounding area is desolate. She really couldn't exaggerate that the subway would be connected here, but the manager said that the subway was really planned here.

Jiang Xi looked up and saw that the floor height was indeed 6.2 meters as GG said, probably to increase the competitive advantage with other residential commercial houses. This height can be said to be very rare in more than ten years, and it can be divided into a small two-story duplex.

In other words, with half the price of other commercial houses that can be settled, it is possible to buy a double-story house, which is worth it!

Yang Meirong took her to see the free balcony and terrace. At that time, some people's houses were not as big as the balcony and terrace combined. The terrace and balcony alone had an area of ​​35 square meters.

And at that time, there was no public area.

Although the Ministry of Construction had already issued the "Rules for Calculation of Sales Area of ​​Commercial Housing and Allocation of Public Building Area" in September 1995, it was not really implemented until December.

There are only two months left now, which means that if Jiang Gui wants to buy a house, he must seize the time and buy it before the rules for the allocation of public area are officially implemented.

She will leave Shanghai tomorrow at noon, or at most in the afternoon, so she doesn't have much time to dawdle.

She asked, "What if I want to buy the house next door with zero down payment?"

Yang Meirong said, "You need to provide proof of work and income from your unit, indicating that you have a stable repayment ability, and your bank account must have a deposit of no less than 1,000 yuan."

The mere fact of having a deposit of 1,000 yuan has swayed too many young people.

At this time, there are many unemployed workers who have lost their jobs, let alone wages, and their family expenses are all from their previous savings. Young people, let alone, are already good enough to find a relatively stable job, not to mention saving 1,000 yuan at such a young age.

Of course, those who can save are not nothing, but little.

This is also the reason why no one is interested in their property so far, and they need to go to the train station to call for help to deceive outsiders to buy houses.

But outsiders who buy houses need to register in Shanghai, and they can't even register their house.

Jiang Qizi carefully looked at the layout, lighting and other aspects of the rooms in several houses, asked clearly, and only after he had a clear idea in his mind did he and Yang Meirong return to the sales office.

Jiang Xi didn't say anything more and directly took out the "Martial Arts" magazine. "I am a contracted author of this magazine. I have a contract as proof that I have a stable source of income. Can I buy the pre-sale house next door?"

"This..." Yang Meirong was suddenly stumped by the question and said weakly, "I'll go ask our manager."

"You'd better hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Seeing that the girl really wanted to buy a house, Yang Meirong hurriedly trotted upstairs and quickly called a middle-aged man in his forties.

"This is our money manager." Yang Meirong's voice was still weak and unconfident, and she introduced Jiang Xi like an unconfident young wife.

Manager Qian frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Wu for the first time. Obviously, his first impression of Jiang Wu was that she would not buy a house, but he did not show it on the surface. Instead, he sat down with a smile on his face and asked her, "Are you going to buy a house?" His tone was quite kind.

He had a daughter who was about the same age as Jiang Wu at home, and his attitude towards Jiang Wu was the same as his daughter.

"Yes, if I buy two sets, I wonder if there is a discount?"

This surprised Manager Qian, and his attitude became serious: "Of course there is a discount, I can give you a 98% discount."

98% discount is not much, but when converted into the total house price, this discount is not a small number.

Jiang Xi nodded and said, "I want to buy a ready-made house and a pre-sale house. I can pay the down payment for the ready-made house, but I want zero down payment for the pre-sale house. I have the contract for this magazine, which can prove that I have a stable source of income. There is also a publishing contract here. I wonder if Manager Qian can help me get it."

Jiang Xi took out the "Martial Arts" magazine she brought and handed it to Manager Qian.

Manager Qian looked a little strange and asked in confusion, "You said you are a contracted author of this magazine?" He said, "Can I see the contract?"

Jiang Xi came to Shanghai this time with the idea of ​​buying a house, in case one day she was not careful and her passbook and ID card were taken away, and the money on the passbook was taken away, then she would suffer a big loss.

This was not an unfounded worry. During the summer vacation, Jiang's mother searched her room several times. She didn't say anything, but she knew it in her heart.

Only when she spent all the money could she feel at ease.

As for buying a house in Wucheng, Wucheng's future development potential is indeed good, but Wucheng is too close to her hometown. She doesn't like it. She just wants to be as far away from her hometown as possible. At present, the farthest place she can go is Shanghai.

She took out the contract she had brought with her from her bag and handed it to the money manager.

Manager Qian didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that the girl was just writing articles and earning a few dollars in royalties, so she didn't know how high the sky was and thought that she could buy a house with such a contract. But he still didn't say anything to attack Jiang Xiao, but took the contract she handed over.

He opened the folder, took out the contract, and looked at it casually. When he saw the name of the work signed on the contract, his voice couldn't help but rise: "Are you the author of "The Years I Was a Head Constable in the Song Dynasty"? "

It's no wonder that Manager Qian exclaimed, this news is really incredible.

He looked at Jiang Xiao in disbelief, then looked at the contract, then looked at Jiang Xiao again, and then looked at the contract again.

It's no wonder that he was suspicious.

Wuxia has a branch in Shanghai. Its influence in Shanghai is no less than that of Wuxia in Guangzhou, and it also has a large readership.

Compared with Zhiyin and Story Club, readers in Shanghai prefer Wuxia, especially male readers.

Manager Qian is not only a loyal reader of Wuxia, but his brother is also the editor-in-chief of Wuxia's Shanghai branch.

On the iron bookshelf in their sales office, there are several "Martial Arts" magazines. Among them, the most popular ones recently are all the issues of "The Great Song"

. On the one hand, they can read them when they are bored, and it is also convenient for their families to sit here and read when customers come to buy houses. Manager Qian has read every issue of "The Great Song".

Even though he is a reader, he has heard from his brother that the author of "The Great Song" is a policeman in the system, and judging from the professional level and advanced criminal methods he showed in "The Great Song", he is still a very powerful policeman, and his position should be not low.

Regardless of whether Jiang Meng is a boy or a girl, at least she is definitely not the little girl in front of him who may not even be in high school.

He put his hand holding the contract on his leg and said to Jiang Xi with a smile: "Little..." He originally wanted to call her little girl, but after thinking for a while, he said, "Little sister, you look about the same age as my daughter, so I will call you that." He shook the contract in his hand, then carefully put it into the file bag, and handed it back to Jiang Xi, his voice softened a little: "Is this your family's contract? Is it your father or mother?"

Thinking that this might be the daughter of his favorite author, Manager Qian's voice became more friendly. This was

the first time he was so close to his favorite author, and he might have met the daughter of the author of "The Great Song Dynasty".

He did not doubt the authenticity of the contract, as there was an official seal on it and a seam seal on the contract.

The reason why he suspected that the little girl in front of him was Xi Meng's daughter was because it was difficult to obtain such a personal thing as a contract unless you were very close to someone.

At this time, Jiang Xi regretted not bringing Wang Yong with him.

She pointed to the ID number on the contract and said to Manager Qian, "Manager Qian, please look at the number above." She took out her own ID card and put it next to it for comparison, "Look, my ID number."

But Manager Qian still didn't believe that Xi Meng was her.

Thinking that Xi Meng was a public security officer in the system, it was normal for her to sign the contract with her daughter's ID card.

At first, he saw that Jiang Xi was wearing shabby clothes and he really couldn't tell that she came from a cadre family. But after he judged that her parents were from the system, he looked at Jiang Xi again and felt that her temperament was indeed extraordinary. It was obvious that she was raised in a cadre family. This expression, this feeling...

Thinking of how he couldn't help but judge people by their appearance just now, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Fortunately, he didn't show it just now.

He said to Jiang Yu in a kind tone: "Take out your parents' contract. Do your parents know about it? You just said you wanted to buy two houses, and I pretended I didn't hear about it. You should still be studying, right? I just looked at the information on the contract. You are from Wucheng, which is not very close to Shanghai. Do your parents know that you are coming to Shanghai?"

Thinking that this little girl might have come to Shanghai alone, Manager Qian couldn't help but feel worried and wanted to call his brother.

Although his brother was not the editor-in-chief of Ximeng, Ximeng was signed to "Wuxia" after all. As the person in charge of the Shanghai branch of "Wuxia", it was necessary for his brother to inform the author himself when he met the daughter of a contracted author under his magazine.

Even if his brother did not know Ximeng's phone number, he could get Ximeng's contact information through the magazine in Guangzhou.

It would be best if Ximeng himself could come to pick up his daughter, so that he could take the opportunity to ask for the autograph of his favorite author.

So he called his brother and told him that the daughter of Ximeng, the author of their magazine "Da Song", came to their real estate sales office to buy a house with the contract between Ximeng and "Wuxia", and asked him to contact Guangzhou and ask Ximeng to pick her up.

Not long after, his brother called and said: "I called the Guangzhou City to confirm. If it is really a girl of fifteen or sixteen, then it must be Ximeng herself."