Xia Baozhu followed Sun Xingyan to this area of bungalows. The rows of bungalows were neat and uniform, which should be the early housing plan.
No. 506 Qingshui Hutong was their destination.
The homeowner was an elderly man who needed money and had no choice but to sell his courtyard house.
The courtyard isn't big, about fifty or sixty square meters, and the house is eighty square meters, totaling one hundred and forty square meters. The price is [price] yuan, no bargaining.
Based on the current monthly salary of 150 yuan, it would take 107 months of wages to buy this house, which is equivalent to a worker working for 9 years without eating or drinking.
However, houses are a good investment. Houses in Haicheng are now around 400 yuan per square meter, which is nearly twice the average wage of local workers.
In an ordinary city like Taicheng, the price of a house is over 100 yuan per square meter, which is unaffordable for most people.
Xia Baozhu was very satisfied with this place and organized all her assets.
She had previously asked Leng Minghui for 10,000 yuan. She had 7,000 yuan herself, spent 3,000 yuan, and now had 14,000 yuan, still short 2,000 yuan.
"Xiao Sun, could you lend me two thousand yuan? I'll pay you back in a month, and I'll write you an IOU."
"No problem. One month is a bit tight, two months will do. No need for the IOU. Anyway, your shop and house are here, so I'm not worried about you running away."
Sun Xingyan knew the fried chicken shop's profitability very well and knew that it was too tight for Xia Baozhu to pay back two thousand a month.
"Thank you so much."
After spending a lot of time with Sun Xingyan, Xia Baozhu realized that he had far more advantages than disadvantages. Compared to his strengths, she no longer cared about his weaknesses.
Sun Xingyan is a very reliable friend.
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