Old Man Sun took the water, took two sips, and then told them the price of the house.
"My son-in-law's friend said that this courtyard house is well preserved and has two entrances. The lowest price is 12,000. If you are sure you want it, you can go and handle the formalities on Monday."
Han Zhenyu didn't expect it to be so expensive. He glanced at Su Xieqiu.
Su Xieqiu was already very happy, as the courtyard house was in such a good location and so spacious, and it only cost twelve thousand.
She thought it was worth it, so she nodded to Han Zhenyu, signaling him to agree quickly.
Han Zhenyu received his wife's reminder, thought about it, and said to Old Man Sun: "Uncle, I wonder if the price can be reduced?"
Old man Sun shook his head. "My son-in-law asked, and his friend said that not a cent less is needed, and their leader has already set the price."
Then he whispered to Han Zhenyu, "If it could be cheaper, it wouldn't have been here until now. Those people from the Housing Authority would have bought it long ago."
Although Old Man Sun also felt it was a bit expensive, the yard was indeed nice and the price had been set, so he had no choice.
Han Zhenyu gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, sir, I want that yard. Please give me a message. I will go to handle the formalities on Monday."
After he finished speaking, he took out another three hundred yuan from his bag and gave it to Old Man Sun. "Uncle, I don't understand the rules here. You take this money and help me to transfer it. I hope the transfer can go smoothly."
Grandpa Sun looked at the stack of banknotes. He took two hundred and pushed the rest to Han Zhenyu. "These are not a small amount. After he takes the money, he will definitely complete the formalities for you."
Han Zhenyu stuffed the hundred yuan into his pocket and said, "Uncle, take this hundred yuan and treat us to a meal. You have helped me so much, I can't ask you to do me a favor again."
Old man Sun was about to refuse, but Han Zhenyu smiled and grabbed his hand, "Uncle, if you keep pushing it back and forth, I will be embarrassed to ask you for help in the future."
"If you don't ask me for help, I can't ask you for so much money. How much does it cost to treat a guest? Besides, didn't I give him a red envelope of 200 yuan? It doesn't matter whether you treat him or not."
Old Man Sun said he would not charge that much no matter what, and the two of them declined.
In the end, Han Zhenyu took back another 40 yuan, which was equivalent to a thank-you fee of 260 yuan for the house.
He felt it was a good deal. If he were to find connections on his own, the money might not be enough.
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