The family of three who came were Mr. Shi, who brought his wife and child to see the house.
The young man was in his early twenties, a freshman in college, wearing black-rimmed glasses and looking quite modern. Upon seeing that Mr. Shi wanted to buy a house, he looked disgusted and said:
"Dad, can't you read the news? It says that house prices will drop sooner or later! The opening price here is almost two thousand yuan! Your monthly salary is only a little over one hundred yuan. If our family doesn't eat or drink, it will take us decades to afford a house! Have you thought about how we're going to live in the future?"
Mr. Shi frowned. "It's not that I wanted to buy a house. You heard it too, it was your uncle from Gangcheng who told me to buy it!"
“My uncle lives in Hong Kong. He doesn’t understand the situation on the mainland at all. He just sees a house and tells you to sell it. Isn’t that a scam? We should trust the country’s policies and the news!”
The child became more and more agitated as he spoke, wishing he could drag Mr. and Mrs. Shi away and prevent them from buying things here.
Chu Yu was giving instructions at the sales office when she saw the family of three and helped greet them.
"Hello, may I get you some water?"
The sales office is not fully built yet and is not open to the public. In principle, it is not open to guests, but since people have already come all this way, it is not good to let them make a wasted trip.
"You want to buy a house, right?" Chu Yu asked.
Mr. Shi nodded, "Yesterday, my relatives in Gangcheng saw the news about the opening of this house and called to ask me if it was true and if the address was really in Dongzhimen. It just so happens that my colleague at the company also wants to buy a house here, and he told me that it is indeed true."
Chu Yu smiled and said, "Our company is very reputable and has many real estate projects in Shenzhen and Nanhai."
"Yes, I've inquired about your company. Your company has substantial assets, which gives you an advantage over other companies."
Mr. Shi laughed and said, "Actually, I didn't want to buy a house. How much money do ordinary people have? Borrowing money from the bank and paying off a loan for decades would affect our quality of life, so it doesn't seem worth it. But my relative said that house prices will definitely rise, especially houses in such good locations! If we can buy one, we must buy one, even if we have to take out a loan or borrow money! He was so certain that I started to consider it."
Mr. Shi's son sneered, "He keeps telling you to buy, but why doesn't he buy anything himself?"
Mrs. Shi said helplessly, "How do you know your uncle won't buy? Your aunt called me last night, saying they plan to mortgage their house in Hong Kong to get a loan to buy a house here, and asked us to keep an eye out for them and make sure they can snag one. They'll be coming to the mainland with the money in the next couple of days, saying they want to queue up to buy!"
"Queuing? Queuing? That's all a real estate developer's trick! Houses are so expensive, how many people can afford them? Real estate developers use scarcity marketing to make you think you can't buy a house, so everyone rushes to buy them. It's all a trick!"
Mr. Shi's son became increasingly angry as he spoke, as if Chu Yu were a landlord who had been overthrown and then risen from the ashes.
"I believe what the newspapers say, that house prices will definitely drop! Anyone who buys a house for 2,000 yuan per square meter is a sucker! I disagree!"
Mr. Shi was furious. His child didn't give him face at home, calling him old-fashioned, saying he didn't watch the news, and that he had no business sense. He said that not only did his child not understand policies, but he also didn't give him face in front of outsiders.
"We only have one small house. If we don't have a house, where will you live after you get married?"
“We modern young people don’t need houses when we get married! We rent! Renting only costs a few dozen yuan a month, and I can rent for decades. It’s much more cost-effective than buying a house!” Mr. Shi’s son said seriously.
Mr. Shi was so angry he almost jumped up and down. His son absolutely refused to buy it, and his wife seemed to be wavering as well.
“My son is right. Wouldn’t it be better to buy food and clothes with the money? Why buy a house? We won’t even be able to live in it, so what’s the point?”
Mr. Shi was angered by the mother and son.
"Think about it, how many years has Hong Kong developed, and how many years has the mainland developed? People in Hong Kong have experience; they know that mainland housing prices will definitely rise, which is why they travel thousands of miles to buy houses. They come all the way to buy, but we, living in Beijing, don't buy. If housing prices rise in the future, will we still be able to buy in this location?"
Mr. Shi's son, however, did not listen to his father.
“Mom, he’s been drugged and he insists on buying a house. What if the house price drops? That’s not just a matter of ten or twenty thousand. How many years will it take our family to earn that much money? You keep the money in your hands and don’t give it to Dad. I’ll rent a place after I graduate and I’ll rent a place for the rest of my life.”
Mrs. Shi nodded and forcibly dragged Mr. Shi out.
Chu Yu wanted to say a few more words of advice, but Mrs. Shi glared at her angrily, "You work in the sales office, of course you'll say house prices will rise. Even a melon seller would say melons are bad? Fine, go fool others, don't come here to fool us! Do you think it's easy for us ordinary people to earn a living?"
If someone doesn't want to buy, Chu Yu can't force them.
As soon as the three left, the phone at the sales office started ringing incessantly.
They were all calling from Gangcheng to inquire about the situation.
Many locals in Beijing also wanted to know the opening price and when the apartments would be available for pre-sale.
Chu Yu pondered that Yu Xiangwen's suggestion to take that CEO to the rooftop to look at the stars had been effective; the sales office's phones were ringing off the hook as soon as the advertisement was released.
People in Hong Kong are much wealthier than those in Beijing. Salaries are higher in Hong Kong, and people who earn money in Hong Kong can then buy houses on the mainland.
Buying a house is like buying tofu.
People from the port city love to make money and are willing to invest and make money. For a time, it really became a trend for people from the port city to go north to buy houses.
"Mr. Chu, our sales office received a total of 472 calls today, and there were still many calls that we didn't answer. They were all inquiries about the houses. We have written down and compiled the most frequently asked questions."
Chu Yu said to the sales manager:
“You were transferred from Shenzhen, so you have experience in receiving customers there. Remember this: we need to improve our service. Even if a deal isn’t made, we should still be friendly. We can’t treat people poorly just because they come and don’t look like they can afford a house. We need to treat our customers well, remain calm and composed, and make the transition during the opening period go smoothly.”
The manager nodded repeatedly, "President Chu, don't worry! I just held a meeting with the team and trained all the employees. Everyone wants to work together to sell the houses as soon as possible."
It was early autumn when the sales opened. Chu Yu got up early to come to the sales office to direct the work, worried that the staff might be inexperienced and neglect the people who came to buy houses.
The Mercedes that was supposed to be delivered to her was blocked before it even arrived at its destination.
"Why is there a traffic jam?" Chu Yu asked.
The driver turned around and said, "There are a lot of people queuing up. Could they be going to the real estate exchange to buy a house? But that's unlikely. It's several miles away. The queue can't possibly be this far, can it?"
But that was indeed the case; around nine o'clock that morning, more than a thousand people arrived at the real estate exchange.
Among them are compatriots from Hong Kong, overseas Chinese, and those who work abroad, earn foreign currency, and then, upon learning that houses are available for sale in China, go through great lengths to return and use their foreign exchange to buy a house.
That's why people say poverty limits imagination.
Many people on the mainland still think that a house costing more than 1,000 yuan per square meter is an exorbitant price, but compatriots in Hong Kong and overseas think it's dirt cheap. Sure enough, the 520 houses that Chuyu opened for sale were snapped up in one morning!
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