At this point, Liu Zi no longer cared about going home for dinner. She left the crowd, leaned against her motorcycle, and pondered the feasibility of the matter.
The building has a floor area of about 400 square meters. If each family shares half of it, the financial burden will be much less.
When the time comes, we can go to the housing management bureau to split the house into two separate units, and then make a partition in the middle of the house, turning one unit into two. This is not a difficult thing to do.
If I become neighbors with Song Yan, there will definitely be no conflicts between us.
The two companies can support each other, so their business is bound to be good.
Now it all depends on whether Sister Yan and her husband are satisfied with the house!
After the flow of customers in the store had subsided, Liu Zi pulled Song Yan out, and the two whispered to each other for a long time outside.
Liu Zi had said everything she needed to say, and Song Yan was somewhat absent-minded when she returned to the shop.
Sister-in-law Song pulled Song Yan away just as she was about to throw the rag into the pot, her eyes filled with helplessness: "Don't you dare ruin my whole pot of soup!"
Song Yan snapped out of her daze, looked at the things in her hands, and was speechless. What was she doing?
"Sister-in-law, please take care of things here. I need to go home and talk to Brother Jun about something."
After explaining the matter, Song Yan hurriedly went home without waiting for Song Ersao's reply.
"What's going on? It's like our eyebrows are on fire," Song Ersao murmured.
When Song Yan got home, she took her husband to their room and told him everything Liu Zi had told her.
For such important matters, the couple would sit down together to discuss them, and they would listen to whoever made the most sense.
In situations like these, Shi Jianjun usually emerges victorious because of his extensive experience.
"My suggestion is that we go see the house tomorrow first, and then make a decision after seeing the actual property," Shi Jianjun offered a reasonable suggestion.
Song Yan hesitated. Five hundred thousand was not a small amount, and it would be difficult for them to come up with it all at once with their current financial resources.
"Don't worry about the money. If it doesn't work out, I'll borrow some from my comrades." Wang Jianjun had lived with Song Yan for over ten years and immediately noticed his wife's concern.
"With such good taste and so much money to be made, we can pay off our debts in a couple of years."
Song Yan rolled her eyes at her husband.
have to!
Since you've already said it, what else can I say but agree?
They called Liu Zi and arranged a time to go see her tomorrow. If it doesn't work out, they'll give up early to avoid worrying about it.
Despite saying that, the couple didn't sleep well that night. They were both excited about opening a shop in Beijing.
The next day, Liu Zi went to Beijing in Song Yan's car.
The biting wind rattled the car windows, and Liu Zi sighed that being wrapped in iron was definitely warmer than being wrapped in iron. She wondered when Lin Yizhou would finally get her a car.
Then she realized that if she spent money to buy a house, she probably wouldn't have much money left to buy a car!
well!
This money is still being earned rather slowly.
Wang Jianwen had arrived early to wait for them. He was somewhat surprised when he received Liu Zi's call yesterday.
Miss Liu is truly incredibly wealthy!
I just spent 150,000 yuan to buy an old courtyard house, and I heard that they are already preparing to rebuild the house. I didn't expect that after such a short time, they would want to buy a shop.
Upon seeing the car he recognized approaching, Wang Jianwen put aside his own worries and quickly put on a smiling face to greet it.
"Sister Liu, brother and sister-in-law, you've arrived. Was your journey smooth?" Wang Jianwen took out a cigarette to offer to Shi Jianjun, but Shi Jianjun waved it off.
Wang Jianwen showed no embarrassment at being rejected; he readily took the cigarettes back and put them back in the original pack.
As he walked, he described the location, the exterior of the houses, and so on.
Then Wang Jianwen deftly opened the door and welcomed the group into the house.
The four stores are lined up in a row, and the lobby is very spacious with little obstruction.
The staircase is on the west side of the room. There are no partitions on the second floor, and the interior looks like the walls have just been painted white.
This wasn't the first time Wang Jianwen had dealt with this family, so he spoke his mind.
"The advantages of this house are obvious. It has just been renovated, but the construction team did a mediocre job. There are no drain pipes upstairs, so it is not very convenient to use water. The only bathroom is in the southwest corner of the backyard."
"Mr. Wang, is there any room for negotiation on the price of this house?" Liu Zi had finished looking at the house and was even more worried.
"Sister, to be honest, there aren't many houses for sale around the overpass. This house, in this location, really isn't worth a million." Wang Jianwen was a bit embarrassed. If the price could be negotiated, this house would have been sold long ago. Why wait until now?
"Let us go back and discuss it!" Liu Zi said this before leaving with Song Yan and her husband, who had remained silent.
On the way back, the car was unusually quiet. Once outside Beijing, Liu Zi finally spoke, asking:
"Sister Yan, brother-in-law, what do you two think?"
"Oh dear, I was so suffocated!" Song Yan gasped for breath, patting her chest.
“Your brother-in-law told me to keep quiet and just listen to your questions, but I feel like there’s a little bug biting me inside, it’s so itchy.”
"It's not that exaggerated. This Mr. Wang is a fairly upright person, and there's nothing wrong with him," Liu Zi said with a laugh.
"It's all your fault. I told you it was nothing, but you insisted on telling me to shut up. You know me, it's harder for me to say a few words than to kill me," Song Yan complained to Shi Jianjun.
"Alright, tell me what your thoughts are first?" Shi Jianjun changed the subject.
"What could I possibly think? Houses in Beijing are expensive!" Song Yan thought of the quote she had just received and pursed her lips. It was a million, not a hundred or a thousand. How could that real estate agent make it sound so easy?
"Liu Zi, what about you?" Shi Jianjun asked as he drove.
“I just did the math. The total building area of the house is about 400 square meters. One million yuan averages out to 2,500 yuan per square meter. This doesn’t even include the appreciation of the shops on the first floor, and there’s also the nearly 100 square meter yard that’s given away for free. This deal is definitely worth it.” Liu Zi felt that the only downside of the house was that it was a bit old.
"Brother Jun, what are you thinking?" Song Yan turned around and asked her husband.
“Selling Beijing’s specialty braised meat in the old streets of Beijing would definitely be very profitable,” Shi Jianjun said, only this one sentence.
Liu Zi and Song Yan exchanged a glance, both seeing affirmation in each other's eyes.
"So our main task now is to raise money?" Song Yan frowned.
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