"Zhang Jiesheng, are you looking to view the house?"
Liu Dayong came up to him and asked.
The fat man nodded and smiled, "Uncle Liu, it's not me who wants to see it, it's my classmate Chen Ze. He said he wants to buy a house here and be my neighbor."
"Oh, hello student, my house is quite expensive."
The three walked into the elevator. Inside, Chen Ze asked, "Uncle Liu, how many square meters is your apartment, and how much are you planning to sell it for?"
The elevator reached the seventh floor in just over ten seconds. After opening the door to apartment 705, Liu Dayong replied, "My apartment is 70 square meters and costs 350,000 yuan."
“Uncle Liu, 350,000 is too much. Look at the ceiling and walls of the house, they are very old, and your sofa is yellowed and there are cobwebs everywhere. You haven’t lived here for a long time, have you?” Chen Ze commented as he looked around.
Liu Dayong's house had been listed with the real estate agency for a month without anyone coming to see it, which made him extremely frustrated. Now that someone had finally come to look, he naturally smiled apologetically and said, "Xiao Chen, the house is a bit old, but the price is negotiable!"
What he didn't know was that it was precisely because no one wanted his house that he received the demolition compensation later on.
"Three hundred thousand, Uncle Liu, that's my ideal price."
"This...is too low, Xiao Chen?"
“It’s not low, Uncle Liu. New houses in the suburbs are only 5,000 per square meter. You’re asking me for 350,000 for a 70-square-meter house. That’s equivalent to the price of a new house. To be honest, 300,000 for an old house is already too high.”
The fat man chimed in, adding fuel to the fire, "My cousin bought a new apartment in Jiangbin Garden the day before yesterday. It's only 250,000 yuan for 50 square meters. Chen Ze, your price is too high."
Hearing this, Liu Dayong secretly grew anxious, thinking, "Is this fatso here to cause trouble?"
Seeing that the fat man wanted to continue, he immediately stopped him, "Zhang Jiesheng, go play somewhere else. We adults are talking, what are you doing interrupting, you little kid?"
The fat man secretly wondered when Chen Ze had become an adult.
Seeing Liu Dayong's anxious look, Chen Ze praised the fat man's brilliant assist in his heart and secretly gave him a thumbs up.
Liu Dayong chuckled and said, "Xiao Chen, I suddenly feel that the price you offered is very reasonable. Let's settle on this. I'll go out and draft the contract, and then go to the relevant department to complete the transfer procedures."
Chen Ze nodded, "Okay, then we'll wait for your contract downstairs."
Three hours later, after the transfer was completed, Chen Ze led Liu Dayong to the bank to transfer the money.
In the afternoon, under the blazing sun, Chen Ze and Fatty Zhang Jiesheng were licking popsicles to cool off in the Lijing residential area.
"Fatty, do you know Li Jiaren on the fifth floor?"
The fat man shook his head. "There are so many residents in the community, how could I possibly know everyone? You can just call him."
He took out his phone and dialed the number on the sticker. "Hello, Mr. Li? Are you selling your apartment in Lijing Garden?"
On the other end of the phone, "Yes, it's a flat price of 300,000. That's the price. If you can accept it, I'll go back and transfer the ownership to you."
"How many square meters is your apartment? Can I go up to the fifth floor to see the rooms?"
The person on the other end of the phone said irritably, "It says 90 square meters on the paper. I'm afraid you can't see the apartment if you want. My whole family has moved to Hong Kong. Nobody lives there."
"Okay, I'll take the 300,000. See when you have time to come back and transfer the ownership."
"Then wait for me for two days. I need to finish what I'm doing before I can go back to the mainland."
"Sure, I'll be waiting for your call anytime."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Ze cursed inwardly: This 90-square-meter apartment only costs 300,000 yuan. It seems that I paid too much for Liu Dayong's house.
The fat man tugged at his sleeve and asked, "So, what did that Li Jiaren say?"
"He's not on the mainland; his whole family went to Hong Kong and won't be back for a couple of days."
Where do we go next?
Chen Ze thought for a moment, "Let's go to the real estate agency and see if there are other people selling in this neighborhood. We'll buy it together."
The two hailed a taxi at the roadside and got in. "Driver, take me to the nearest real estate agency," Chen Ze said.
"Alright, sit down."
In the car, the fat man asked, "You bought so many houses, can one person live in them all?"
"I'm investing for appreciation, you know? Oh, and I have something to tell you."
"What's the matter?" the fat man asked curiously.
“I’m planning to enroll in Shenzhen University. You should also enroll in a junior college there. I’m planning to start a company there, and we can start a business together.”
"But I don't have any capital, how can I start a business?"
Chen Ze laughed and said, "I have enough. I'll provide the money, you provide the labor, and I'll give you 10% of the original management shares."
"Are you serious? What kind of company are you planning to start?"
What kind of company to start? He hadn't decided yet. He was willing to work in any industry that could make money, but with the little money in his pocket, he couldn't do anything big; at most, he could only do small-scale ventures.
Seeing that he had been thinking for so long, the fat man laughed and said, "Godfather, have you decided what kind of company to start? I'm waiting to become a rich man like you!"
"I've made up my mind. I'm planning to open a garment factory. What do you think?"
After thinking for a while, the fat man slowly said, "A garment factory? That's possible, but there are countless garment factories in Guangcheng, and the competition is too fierce."
"I like living in the cracks. That kind of life is full of challenges and excitement. If I just want to live an ordinary life, I might as well just give up and lie down. That would be too comfortable."
"Godfather, I feel like you are more mature than all the other students in the class. You speak eloquently and profoundly, which makes people feel excited."
Chen Ze put his arm around his shoulder and smiled in return.
The driver in front, hearing the two immature kids bragging all the way, could only shake his head helplessly.
Before they knew it, the car had arrived at the real estate agency. After getting out of the car, Chen Ze complained, "This weather is really not suitable for staying outside. It's much more comfortable to stay at home with the air conditioning and fan on."
The two walked briskly toward the real estate agency. The moment they pushed open the glass door, a blast of cold air hit them, making them feel refreshed. "Air conditioning is so refreshing," the fat man exclaimed.
Welcome!
A woman in her early twenties, dressed in a formal suit, walked over and greeted me with a smile.
"Hey guys, are you looking to rent or buy a place?"
The fat man puffed out his chest and said in broken Mandarin, "Of course I'm buying a house, pretty lady. Do I look like someone who needs to rent a place?"
The beautiful woman immediately guessed from his accent that the two were locals, and said with a smile, "Do you have a preferred location? Our company has partnerships with homeowners in ten nearby communities. Which community do you like?"
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