"How much money can you make from selling Walkmans? It's not like our family hasn't sold Walkmans before. We did make money back then, but now I think it's just average, right?"
Ren Surong asked in confusion.
"Mom, there's still a strong market demand for Walkmans. For example, Chenchen's shop is near the school, so students will buy them. Especially cassettes. You know the profit margins of cassettes. They can't be considered consumables, but who doesn't have a dozen or twenty cassettes?"
Du Bin explained the situation to Ren Surong in detail. In fact, there was no need for Du Bin to explain the situation in detail. Ren Surong, who had run a convenience store before, immediately understood everything when he heard that the store was near the school.
"Du Bin, how many stores like this has Chenchen opened in Beijing?"
Jia Xiaomin finally couldn't help it and asked Du Bin curiously.
"We have opened four stores now, serving more than a dozen schools."
"Boss, how do you know so much?"
Comrade Lao Du continued to ask Du Bin.
"The person who manages these stores is Chen Junfeng."
Du Bin said a little embarrassedly.
"Is it him? I remember he joined the army right after graduating from junior high school? Didn't he return to the railway?"
Ren Surong was extremely surprised. Instead of having a formal job, she went out to work for her second son?
"Yes, but it costs a little money and I don't have to go to work. Besides, he earns much more money in Beijing than at work, and the company can also pay him a salary. If I were him, I would do it too."
Du Bin explained to his parents, while Du Chen took the opportunity to eat some food and drink some drinks.
Comrade Lao Du and Ren Surong were silent for a moment. Indeed, they could earn a lot of money and had the company as a safety net. They could attack or defend, and any normal person could make a normal choice.
"Second brother..."
"Dad, you say!"
When Du Chen heard Comrade Lao Du calling him, he quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Comrade Lao Du again.
"Where's the real estate agent?"
"Oh, I was just optimistic about the property market. At that time, housing prices in Beijing hadn't risen yet, so I did second-hand housing transactions. Sellers would list their properties with an agency, and buyers would come to us to view them. I could earn a commission."
"I know that. I mean, do agents make money?"
"It's okay to make money, a little bit. The agency's income mainly covers rent and labor expenses, but I have about 100,000 yuan a year. Li Dewen makes a little less, but I work as a real estate agent mainly to pick up bargains."
Du Chen was honest. Yes, he worked as a real estate agent just to get a bargain, and everything else was incidental.
"Picking up a bargain?"
"Well, if the price is right, the location is good, the house is large, and it's close to schools, shopping malls, and subways, I will buy it myself and wait for the house value to appreciate. Fortunately, I didn't mess it up. I have seen that the housing prices in Beijing have been rising day by day in the past two years."
Speaking of this, Du Chen couldn't help but laugh. With the houses he had now, after another ten years or so, they would be several small goals.
“So how many houses do you have now?”
Ren Surong was more sensitive about the house issue and asked Du Chen directly and excitedly.
"About a dozen or so? I can't remember exactly, but most of them were bought for me by Li Dewen and Xiami."
Du Chen scratched his head. He really couldn't remember clearly.
However, Du Chen's words made Ren Surong frown, and then he looked at Du Chen seriously.
"Chenchen, why don't you take anything to heart? You've handed over such a big deal as the house to Li Dewen and Xiami. What if they have any ideas? You better be more careful! By the way, do you have the property deed?"
"Mom, they're all here. Don't worry, I've got them all!"
"Dad, Mom, there's something I need to tell you..."
Du Bin suddenly opened his mouth and said to Comrade Lao Du and Ren Surong that it was only after he heard about the house issue that he remembered that Du Chen had given him a house, so he had to report it to his parents.
"What's the matter? Tell me."
Comrade Lao Du said nonchalantly. He was thinking about Du Chen's problem, so he didn't care much about what Du Bin was going to say.
"Well, Chenchen gave me a house in Beijing..."
“…”
"Du Bin, you said Chenchen gave you a house in Beijing?"
Old Ding was the first to recover, and then asked Du Bin in surprise.
"Um!"
“This, this…”
Old Ding hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say. This was a house, especially a house in Beijing, not food or drink. It was not something that could be given away just like that. Jia Xiaomin was also stunned where she was, obviously unable to react for a while.
Comrade Lao Du and Ren Surong looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes. Obviously, the harmonious relationship between the two brothers made them happier.
"Second brother, don't you have anything to say?"
Comrade Lao Du saw that no one spoke, so he took the initiative to break the silence.
"What are you talking about? My brother just happens to need it, and I happen to have it too, so I'll just give it to him."
Du Chen shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently that compared with the help his brother Du Bin had given him in his previous life, Du Chen thought that a house was nothing. Moreover, from the first day of his rebirth, the goal he set for himself was to let his whole family live a good life, and everyone should be healthy, safe, and love each other.
"Chenchen, how big is your brother's house?"
Ren Surong asked Du Chen curiously.
"Auntie, that house is 150 square meters!"
Before Du Chen could say anything, Ding Miaomiao had already spoken first.
"That's pretty big."
Ren Surong nodded in surprise.
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