Chapter 528 Developer, Choose a House
Waiting is always hard, especially when it is a big thing like choosing a house.
After waiting for a long time, the car finally drove over and everyone looked over, including Zhang's father and his friends.
Leng Ziyue raised his eyebrows slightly, looked back at the sales office, took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "Hello, Second Uncle, I want to ask you something."
Zhang Wanwan listened curiously while Leng Ziyue was talking on the phone. When Leng Ziyue hung up, her mouth had become an "O" shape. She asked in a low voice: "Is this developer my second uncle?"
Leng Ziyue nodded slightly, "To be precise, it's just a development company under the name of my second uncle. His business is very large, and even I don't know the specific industries. I called my second uncle to confirm because those people who got off the car just now looked familiar to me."
As he was talking, the person in the distance received a phone call. His expression suddenly changed, and he quickly found Leng Ziyue among the waiting crowd with sharp eyes. He took two steps at a time and walked quickly towards the crowd.
Before he could get close to Leng Ziyue, the residents of the community had already swarmed over, and the security guards came over immediately to maintain order.
The man nodded to Leng Ziyue apologetically, and then he said loudly and seriously: "I know you are choosing a house today. The specific regulations assistant will announce it to you immediately. The house selection method we use is absolutely fair and just. When the time comes, everyone will draw lots, and whoever is number one will choose first."
Those who had lined up early were immediately dissatisfied and shouted, "Why? We have been lining up here since before dawn!"
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the people who spoke the loudest, and replied, "We didn't ask you to come here early in the morning to line up, and no one said anything like first come first served. Everything is done in a fair and just manner. If you are dissatisfied, you can sue us!"
Such a tough attitude left those people helpless, and they could only talk nonsense and curse to vent their anger.
Some women surrounded the director and said in unison: "Director, we got here first and we already picked out the house we wanted to choose. Everyone said it was a good choice."
"Yes, yes, how can this be?"
The man's face turned livid and he shouted, "What you have agreed on is your own business. Have you discussed it with all the residents? If everyone has discussed it, we won't have to go through so much trouble. Everyone can report the house you want to choose. As long as there are no duplicates, we won't have to draw lots! If this is just a unilateral agreement between you, it's a joke! Everything should be done according to the rules, and no one is exempted!"
The chattering women were so scared that they dared not speak any more.
The man tugged at his tie when he saw that everyone had almost quieted down, and walked straight towards Leng Ziyue and Zhang Wanwan, bowing respectfully and saying, "Mr. Leng, Madam, why are you here too?"
The man was puzzled. Given Leng Ziyue's status and position, how could he possibly come and join in the fun?
Leng Ziyue replied expressionlessly: "I came here with my father-in-law and mother-in-law to choose a house."
The man then looked at Zhang's father and mother beside him, nodded politely, and said, "Please sit inside."
"Why? We can't get special treatment, but they can?" A man asked loudly with dissatisfaction, and others echoed him. The lawn, which had finally quieted down, became noisy again.
"Bullshit! Is it your family that wants to be treated specially? They just invited us to come in and sit down. Did they tell us to choose first?" Zhang's mother roared with her hands on her hips, and she was almost about to point at their noses and argue with them.
"Hmph! Letting you in is just like opening a back door for you." Wang Chunhua said indignantly.
Others followed suit.
Mother Zhang was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.
Father Zhang stepped forward in time to stop them and said, "It's okay. In this case, we can just draw a number and then go in."
The manager looked at Leng Ziyue inquiringly, and when he saw Leng Ziyue nod, he immediately asked the assistant to bring out the lottery box that had been prepared in advance. Everyone took turns drawing numbers, one ball per person, and no one was excluded. When it was Zhang's turn, everyone focused their eyes on it, as if they wanted to stare a hole in the lottery box.
Father Zhang remained calm and composed. He drew the ball and opened it in front of everyone, showing the number inside. "Did you see it? Number seven. Our family drew number seven. Are you satisfied now?"
Those people who had just shouted were jealous and aggrieved, but they could not say a word. The box was a transparent plastic box, and the balls inside looked exactly the same. The person in charge would shake it when each person drew. With so many people watching, it would be difficult for the Zhang family to cheat. In addition, the call was made directly, so it was untenable to even accuse them of cheating.
Those who came to line up early in the morning did not draw numbers very close to the front. They were so angry that they wanted to beat up Zhang's father. Some people were thinking about changing their numbers, but who among those with high numbers was willing to change?
Some people were muttering that the number should belong to them, but sensible people ignored them and just treated it as a joke.
The number Wang Chunhua drew was in the thirties, which was not too far behind, but the Zhang family drew number seven, and the square footage of the two houses was similar, so she began to worry. What if the house she liked was chosen?
But now the draw had already been made, and the Zhang family knew the developer, so she couldn't make a scene even if she wanted to. After racking her brains, she came up with a bad idea. She told everyone she met that the house she liked had this and that bad points and asked them not to choose it. People who didn't know the truth actually listened to her.
When it was the Zhang family's turn to choose a house, Wang Chunhua was so nervous that her heart was lifted up. The people around were also staring at her, but Zhang's father was calm and asked the person in charge, "I heard that if the square footage is not enough, we can spend money to make up for it, right?"
The clerk nodded politely and explained patiently, "Some houses have been reserved. You can buy square meters with money, but it's on a first-come, first-served basis. After all, there are only so many. If the first ones are gone, you won't be able to choose later."
When everyone heard this, they started talking about it again.
Some people even said sourly: "Jianye, your family is amazing. You found a rich son-in-law and can even afford to buy square meters!"
The current housing prices in the city are over ten thousand yuan per square meter, and even resettlement houses like theirs cost seven or eight thousand yuan per square meter, which is not cheap.
Zhang's father pretended not to hear anything. He turned around and muttered something to Zhang's mother. Then he asked the clerk, "Well, we want to know how many square meters the largest apartment is?"
The man took a look at the materials and said thoughtfully, "The largest area is 180 square meters. There are not many, only 20 sets, and five are reserved."
That is to say, fifteen sets are prepared according to the standards for the relocated households, and the remaining five sets are extra.
Zhang's father immediately made the decision: "I want three 180-square-meter units, and two 80-square-meter units. Is that okay?"
(End of this chapter)
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