Chapter 894 Blue Arc Light
Sixty-five million yen!
Frankly speaking, the price quoted by the woman is actually significantly higher than the current market price.
Ning Weimin, who has been paying attention to the price changes in the Tokyo real estate market, knows this very well.
The reason why women care so much about price seems to be completely inconsistent with the indifferent temperament they have always shown, which is quite surprising.
So Ning Weimin became really curious.
“You are not in a hurry for money, are you? Frankly speaking, the current average real estate transaction price in Nishi-Azabu is about 1.2 million per square meter. If you are willing to sell this house for 50 million, no, Or sell it for 55 million. There will be no problem. After all, these furniture and furnishings are very exquisite, and someone will definitely like it and be willing to buy it together. But for 65 million... I'm afraid you will. You still need a little patience.”
The woman seemed a little uneasy about the market situation stated by Ning Weimin.
But she is still firmly attached to the price and seems reluctant to give up.
“Is that so? If I insist on this price, how long will it take to sell the house in the worst case scenario?”
"It's hard to say, maybe three to four months, maybe half a year."
"Is that possible? Will the real estate market get worse? If I decide to wait for a while, the house will not only sell If you don’t go out, will the market get worse?”
“It won’t happen.”
Ning Weimin nodded with confidence.
“This house of yours is a scarce property. It will attract many people to come to see the house. Especially now that the yen is appreciating in an orderly manner under the leadership of the United States. You know this. Right? Under the premise of this financial environment, Japanese yen assets will only become hot globally, especially real estate in the core area of Tokyo will continue to rise, driven by overseas funds and domestic funds. In the worst case, your house will be sold at the price you expect after just waiting a little longer. But after all, you still have to wait, and if it can be sold, I don’t think the price will stop there. Continue to rise. So I am a little worried that you will regret selling too early in the future. If you are not in urgent need of money, maybe you can wait a year or two and it will be much more cost-effective.”
The woman was obviously touched. She was touched by Ning Weimin's suggestion, which was absolutely against industry standards and self-harming.
A person who earns commissions from selling houses actually sincerely advises you not to sell your house in a hurry after working hard for a long time.
How can this not move the person being persuaded?
Even though he is very young, he talks about such a serious topic with confidence, which seems a bit reckless and arrogant.
However, his style is obviously completely different from other real estate agents, and his bold and outspoken masculine charm has immediately won the trust of women.
At least the woman can be sure that Ning Weimin's intentions are well-intentioned.
“So your suggestion is that I wait a year or two before considering selling this house?”
Ning Weimin nodded and confirmed with unabashed affirmation.
“Yes, this is the advice I can give you. If you have no special reason and insist on getting 65 million yen in cash in the short term, just wait patiently. What's best for you. To be honest, it's not just about the price. More importantly, I can see your attachment and love for this house. You are so familiar with every piece of furniture here. You should have decorated it yourself, right? And the cleanliness of this house also means that the owner will send people to clean it frequently. I think such an apartment may be very important to you and have some special meaning. "
Honestness is exchanged for frankness, and the woman also speaks the truth.
"I really don't know what to say. I didn't expect that you could see everything. Yes, this apartment is the first personal property I bought. Everything was decorated by me. So, If possible, I don’t want to sell it. However, I have no choice but to do so. My family has some problems and needs money urgently..."
"If the amount you need is not available. If it's that much, you can actually think of a compromise. For example, you can temporarily mortgage the house to the bank. In that case, you can still get 30 million yen, and the price is just some interest, and the house is still yours. My own."
"Thank you very much, thank you very much for your suggestion. I will seriously consider it."
I don't know if it's because the topic has touched upon privacy, or because of the topic. Too heavy.
Anyway, after saying these words, everything that needs to be done seems to have been done.
Next, the interaction between the two people ended here, and they immediately fell into a strangely quiet and wonderful atmosphere.
The living room was empty and the lights were bright. They seemed to be standing together in the center of an open stage.
There was no audience around, not one.
But precisely because there is no one watching and being in the center of the stage, the people under the lights will be even more at a loss and even more confused about where to go.
Somehow, this brief silence made the woman fall into confusion, a moment of confusion.
The woman couldn't help but think about it.
Hey, what happened to me today?
Why should I be alone in a room with a strange young man?
Didn’t you just plan to find time to make another appointment?
Why did you seem to have completely forgotten the possible dangers and just brought people in?
Not to mention, after entering the apartment, it was inexplicable that a young man from a foreign country talked so much.
Talk about novels, talk about your own life...
He is just a small person who earns a living by working part-time in a real estate agency.
If you don’t want to keep your private life as secret as possible and deliberately find a small company to entrust business.
If it weren’t for being extremely bored, I would never have even gotten to know such a young man.
However, this kind of conversation is so calm and peaceful, so full of temptation.
This feeling is like being isolated on a chaotic street, even if you are afraid of the rolling traffic, but you are being pulled forward by a slender rope that cannot resist, pulling you forward.
What’s even more frightening is that I don’t seem to really want to resist, but I actually want to keep moving forward.
Then the woman became more and more frightened for no reason, and broke the silence casually looking for something to say.
"You look very young. But you seem to be very experienced in handling business. I am curious about your age. Can you disclose it?"
"I am twenty-four years old." Ning Weimin said bluntly.
“You are so young!”
Although the words were meaningless and seemed to be an unintentional emotion, the last sentence still somewhat revealed the age gap between them.
Otherwise, how could a woman lament that a twenty-four-year-old man is young for no reason?
The woman didn’t think much more, she just regained her composure and gently took the book "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" on the coffee table in her hand.
"I have nothing else to do. If it's not too much trouble, can I keep this book? In a few days, when the house contract is signed, I will bring it back to you..."
"No problem at all. You can take your time and take your time. Then I'll leave first. I'll confirm with you one last time. We will not release the information about this apartment to the public before waiting for your official reply. Is that right?" br>
"Yes, thank you very much."
"Okay..." Ning Weimin knew it was time to say goodbye, so he bowed politely and walked towards the entrance.
In an instant, looking at his back, the woman felt a sense of loss, but she didn't know what she had lost.
It seems that something that is supposed to happen ends before it even begins.
It’s like a candle was blown out by the wind as soon as it was lit. Maybe it's extremely simple, just a boring interest that was suddenly broken.
But what is particularly noteworthy is that it has been so many years, and she almost thought she had lost this feeling.
The hustle and bustle of Vanity Fair made her feel mutated and unconscious, and she could hardly recognize herself.
She hadn't even thought about what she needed for a long time, or what she regretted, or what she had lost.
She has lost her lost psychological sensitivity and sensory functions
I never expected that the long-lost feeling reawakened would turn out to be a mixed and entangled sense of happiness that is slightly sweet and slightly painful. .
It is so incredible and wonderful.
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In winter in Tokyo, the weather changes at any time.
When Ning Weimin stood on the balcony just now, the sky was just filled with dark clouds, but now that he walked out of the apartment building, the sky had turned into pitch black.
As if another huge black curtain completely enveloped the sky, raindrops began to fall.
Although the bus station is not far from the apartment building, this winter rain is also a shower, and it seems to be sparse and not heavy.
But when Ning Weimin ran to the platform, he still found that it was crowded with people waiting for the train and passers-by taking shelter from the rain.
Ning Weimin had to squeeze in on the edge of the station ceiling, and could no longer squeeze in.
He looked down at his trousers and shoes. They had been splattered with a lot of mud, which was really crazy.
Huddled together with many Japanese, he began to regret his thoughtless choice.
Obviously I should have gone to a convenience store or supermarket.
Just have a hot drink and spend a few dollars to buy an umbrella.
Why come here to suffer in order to save trouble?
But compared with this, he actually regretted the suggestions he just said to the woman.
The most stupid thing to do is to make a shallow conversation and talk deeply.
What kind of job does he have? What is his reason and what position do he have to worry so much about others for nothing?
He actually gave people some advice on mortgage financing.
Superfluous! How redundant! Isn't this just looking for trouble?
If he does this, don’t say sorry for entrusting him with this matter and waiting for Kagawa Miyoko to earn a commission from it.
That beautiful lady might also think of him as a broker with bad intentions who wants to recommend financial loans, right?
Hey, no one can blame him, he can only blame himself for being so lustful just now that he was so lustful that he couldn't carry his own weight.
Don't say it, maybe even God can't bear to see his reckless behavior, as if it was just to punish him.
Unusually, the rain started to fall heavily!
Moreover, the Tokyo buses, which are always punctual, actually have problems, and the bus will not be scheduled for a long time.
A flash of lightning illuminated Tianmu, followed by a deafening thunder.
Ning Weimin couldn't help but shudder, and he squeezed half of his body under the shed...
Almost at the same time, the hostess of Apartment No. 1103 started talking to Ning Wei The people were in a state of embarrassment and went out with completely different attitudes.
Although she needs to wrap herself strictly with silk scarves and sunglasses, she does not need to squeeze buses or subways at all.
She has her own car.
After walking straight to the underground garage, soon, she sat on her dark blue Nissan S130.
Then the car quickly drove out of the gate of the apartment and the basement, and turned to the right with a cherry tree with a cherry tree with cherry trees.
This sports car, which is popular all over the world, is popular, and has a "Fairlady" sports car. With a calm posture, it passes through the lightning and rain curtain, approaching the bus station with plastic ceiling.
In normal circumstances, she should grasp the steering wheel and throw out beautiful water marks on the road with wheels.
Then the accelerator disappeared in the envious sight of many ordinary people in the station.
But when she was close to the station, she unintentionally glanced at her. She saw Ning Weimin in the dark crowd.
In her eyes, the young man was still so unique.
Even if they were squeezed into the crowd of black, they were pushed.
Even if a lonely pine on the cliff is crumbling, it looks like a group of chickens.
Ning Weimin, wearing a trench coat, broke through the clear and lively and lively of others around him, breaking through the rain curtain and window glass.
Just like the lightning under the sky, she came into her eyes.
Improving it is there. The moment of hesitation made the sports car leave the bus platform for ten meters away.
But it was also a decisive one -foot brake. The sports car stopped while the sports car made a whisper.
At this time, the woman was able to observe from the rearview mirror that under the ceiling of the station behind, almost everyone's eyes were cast to the tail of their car.
Ning Weimin in the crowd also clearly twisted his head over, and he was watching the same as others.
But this is still not enough.
So the woman bit her right index finger, and began to decisively pour the car back.
I know that this is illegal, and it may cause trouble for herself, but she still decided to do this.
Immediately afterwards, in the lightning shower, in full view of everyone, the woman parked the car directly in front of Ning Weimin and pressed the electric window.
Ning Weimin was completely in disbelief, similar to sleepwalking, when he saw the beauty who appeared at the right time like a fairy in a dream, waving to him frequently from the car.
At first, he was quite hesitant and thought the woman was greeting someone else.
When he discerned carefully, the woman waved to him again in frustration.
This even attracted the collective attention of the crowd to focus on him.
So he no longer hesitated and rushed towards the avant-garde sports car that was like a blue arc.
(End of this chapter)