The next day, Yuan Fangguo and his girlfriend got up early, had breakfast in the hotel, hailed a taxi, and drove straight to the property.
The location of the courtyard house was not difficult to find. After Yuan Fangguo and his girlfriend got off the car and walked less than a hundred meters, they saw a courtyard house with white walls, black tiles and red doors appear in front of them.
On the vermilion gate of the courtyard, there was a piece of paper with the information of the sale of this courtyard clearly written on it.
However, Yuan Fangguo also felt that he could not confirm the authenticity of the information based on this piece of paper alone. After thinking about it, he decided to find an old neighbor nearby to ask.
Coincidentally, just as he had this thought, he saw two old men and an old woman who had just finished their morning exercise opening the door of the courtyard house diagonally opposite and preparing to go in.
"Uncle and aunt." Yuan Fangguo said sweetly.
When the old man and the old woman heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then they looked at each other and laughed. It was obvious that the young man in front of them was calling them.
"Young man, what's the matter?" The old man and the old woman both looked very elegant, not like ordinary people.
Yuan Fangguo nodded and then said, "I want to ask if the courtyard house across the street is for sale."
The old man and the old woman nodded in unison and said in unison: "Yes, we are selling it."
"Then you must know this family, right?"
"I know him. He's the son of my old colleague."
"He lives very well in this house..." Yuan Fangguo stopped talking halfway.
Seeing that he seemed to be hesitant to speak, the old man couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, this house is definitely real. We all know that kid. Wasn't there a show called 'Beijingers in New York' two years ago? When that kid saw it, he felt that America was a land of gold. At that time, he wanted to go abroad. However, his mother was still alive at that time. Last year, his mother passed away, not at home, but in the hospital. He wanted to go to America again, so he has been wanting to sell this house..."
The old man also told Yuan Fangguo a lot of information about this house. After listening, Yuan Fangguo completely believed the authenticity of the information published in the newspaper.
He called the number indicated above.
Soon, a man's voice appeared on the other end of the phone.
The two chatted on the phone for a while and agreed on a time to meet.
"Honey, are you really interested in this house?" Lin Yumei was very surprised. She continued to look at the issue of housing with the ideas of modern and fashionable young people.
Yuan Fangguo nodded and said, "Yes, I think it suits me very well."
"But the environment here is actually not that good," said Lin Yumei.
"The surrounding environment is not so good, but the location is good. I think in ten years or so, this house may be worth tens of millions without any problem."
"Tens of millions?" Lin Yumei was dumbfounded. It was difficult for her to predict with common sense that this house would be worth so much money in the next ten years.
"Yes, tens of millions." Yuan Fangguo said with confidence. In his previous life, he had witnessed several times of soaring real estate prices. He felt very comfortable with this easy way of making money. At least he didn't have to worry about his brain.
"These tens of millions are enough to buy a building. Who would spend tens of millions to buy such a house?" Lin Yumei exclaimed in surprise.
"I tell you that the RMB will depreciate in the future. Do you believe it?" Yuan Fangguo said with a confident look on his face.
Lin Yumei thought about it and said, "Maybe."
Yuan Fangguo shook his head and said seriously, "My dear, it's not just possible, it's definitely possible. I'll also tell you that the price of housing in Beijing will increase at least tenfold in the future, and within the Third Ring Road, every inch of land is worth a fortune."
"So scary?"
"Yes, if you want to invest, pick a house you like, leave it here, and come back to it in fifteen years."
"According to what you said, I really want to buy a house in Beijing." Lin Yumei said with a smile.
"Buy it, buy whatever you want. It's cheap now anyway." Yuan Fangguo encouraged boldly.
"Where do I get so much money? My New Year's money totals only 100,000 yuan." Lin Yumei said a little disappointedly.
This time it was Yuan Fangguo's turn to be dumbfounded. In this era, the New Year's money for a child of a wealthy city family could reach 100,000 yuan, which was more than the total property of many rural families.
"Let's buy a high-rise apartment together. You pay 100,000 and I pay the rest. How about it?" Yuan Fangguo said.
"Buy so many houses." Lin Yumei frowned.
"You can never have too many houses. Why were the wives of landlords called the first and second wives? It's because the landlords had too many houses, right?"
"Hmph, you're so beautiful." Lin Yumei couldn't help but roll her eyes at her boyfriend, with a look of "discrimination" on her face.
Because the landlord lived not far from here, the two did not leave, but stood at the door and chatted. Twenty minutes later, a middle-aged man wearing glasses hurried over.
"Let me take you in to have a look." The middle-aged man took the initiative.
Led by the middle-aged man, Yuan Fangguo and his girlfriend followed him in.
As soon as he entered the door, Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but frowned. He saw the mess inside, broken flower pots, crumpled clothes and household garbage scattered throughout the courtyard.
The man didn't take it seriously. He calmly introduced the situation of the courtyard to Yuan Fangguo.
The entire quadrangle has three courtyards. In Beijing, the courtyard in the shape of a Chinese character "口" is called the first courtyard; the courtyard in the shape of a Chinese character "日" is called the second courtyard; and the courtyard in the shape of a Chinese character "目" is called the third courtyard. Among them, the quadrangle with three courtyards is the most standard quadrangle structure in the Ming and Qing dynasties. It has the most reasonable and compact layout and is the form widely used by the people.
The entire courtyard house has a construction area of 280 square meters, and another nearly 200 square meters is the garden and corridor. In order to verify the authenticity of what he said, the middle-aged man also brought a schematic diagram of the courtyard.
"This courtyard of ours is the masterpiece of Mr. Liang, a famous architectural designer. It used to belong to a wealthy family. After liberation, the country gave it to my grandfather. After the reform and opening up, my father bought it. I am also preparing to move to the United States, and my family is not used to living in such an old house. Judging from your appearance, I guess you bought it for someone else. So, I will give you a fair price, 4,000 yuan per square meter, so you can give me 1.8 million yuan."
When Lin Yumei heard this, she was stunned. Such a shabby old house actually cost 1.8 million.
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