In the small courtyard, Zhang Yuan revealed his bargaining strategy to Brother Qian.
"Is it possible?" Brother Qian showed a worried look.
"Don't be nervous, I will make the arrangements. You just need to help and cooperate."
After that, he picked up his mobile phone and broadcast a number.
“Hey, Xiaoli, where are you?”
The person he was greeting was none other than the makeup artist Zhou Xiaoli, whom he met on the set of "The Legend of Liancheng".
The next day, Zhang Yuan asked Brother Qian to lead him to the high-rise residential building he purchased.
At the same time, he also brought Shu Chang with him.
"Hello, brother Qian." Shu Chang greeted me obediently.
"Hello." Brother Qian looked at Changshang, then at Zhang Yuan, and then he came closer and asked quietly: "Why are you looking for her?"
"Buy a house."
"How old is she before she buys a house?"
"The price will rise in a few years."
Zhang Yuan knows, it stands to reason You have to be eighteen to get a real estate license, but he knows that in two years, urban housing prices will rise by at least 30 to 40 percent.
So he turned around and asked Shu Chang.
"Chang Chang, you must have saved a lot of money over the years."
"Ugh..." Shu Chang leaned close to his ear and whispered.
Zhang Yuan:...
“Sing, sing.”
“Huh?”
"How about you take care of me." Zhang Yuan sighed.
It’s good to have made your debut already!
Shu Chang has actually saved over three million!
"Chang Chang, do you believe me?" Zhang Yuan asked seriously.
“Of course.” Shu Chang’s eyes were unsuspecting.
She had always trusted Zhang Yuan before, and after this incident, she had no doubts.
She dared to believe Zhang Yuan even if he said he was a virgin.
Let’s just talk about how well-behaved she is.
"Then listen to me, use all your money to buy a house, and the value will definitely increase."
"Huh?" Shu Chang thought for a while: "But I want to live with my family Live together.”
"Buying a house is for investment, not for living." Zhang Yuan tapped her forehead with his index finger.
"If one day you don't want to film anymore, you can live a good life as a housekeeper, understand?"
Since you have taken her into a fish pond, you have to do it for her. Plan for the future.
"Will the house be valuable?" Chang Chang lowered his head and thought.
Zhang Yuan didn't have time to explain concepts such as inflation, capital reservoirs, and large-scale infrastructure to her. He only said two things.
"The imperial capital's bid for the Olympics was successful in 2001, and the Olympics will be held in 2008."
"In the history of the world, in any city that has hosted global events, housing prices will rise sharply."
Shu Chandian nodded.
"One more thing, you should have watched Hunan Satellite TV's "Happy Camp"."
"I love watching it. I often watch the program with my family." Changshang replied with a smile. road.
Any memories involving her family can make her smile.
"Well, do you recognize the host Li Xiang?"
"Yes."
"But what you don't know is that she has already bought a few in the imperial capital. Ten houses.”
“Ah!” Shu Chang’s jaw almost dropped.
Zhang Yuan remembered that this eldest sister should have bought more than 70 units, all of which were purchased before 2000. At that time, the location of the Third and Fourth Ring Road was still very cheap, so she used her own money and her family’s money to apply for loans and went crazy shopping. Making crazy money... This story sounds very inspiring and refreshing, right?
But please look carefully. As I said just now, she was able to buy dozens of houses with her family's money and her own loans.
The family’s money probably accounts for more than 90% of it...
This person’s father is the secretary of an armed police detachment in southern Hunan, and his mother opens a 4S store locally. It is a typical combination of government and business. wealthy family.
Ordinary people simply cannot copy their success.
However, at her suggestion, her friend He Jiong also bought a dozen sets in the imperial capital.
So, how important it is to have a good friend!
“Do you understand what I mean?”
“I understand!” Shu Chang’s eyes became extremely firm.
After all, it is the intelligence of a top student. You can understand it with a little analysis.
"You are not old enough. Please pay the deposit today, and then find your most trusted relative and ask her to join you as a guardian to register for the house."
"But remember to write down the proportion clearly. The other party will only occupy The minimum ratio is 1%, and the agreement must be written. When you reach adulthood, the other party must actively cooperate to change the ownership without any additional conditions."
Zhang Yuan was very serious and explained word for word.
"Brother Yuan, my family won't..."
"Did you hear that?" Zhang Yuan repeated with a louder voice.
It was the first time that Changjia saw him being so strict with her, so she nodded nervously.
"After you buy the house, you have to show me the birth certificate and agreement. If you don't do it right, I will never talk to you again."
Shu Chang nodded vigorously to show that ensure.
What she fears most is losing her family.
For her, Zhang Yuan is no different from her family members.
Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that Shu Chang would be deceived. After all, her character weaknesses were too obvious.
After everything was explained, the two of them, together with Brother Qian, visited the real estate sand table and the most expensive model apartments under the guidance of the salesperson.
In the end, he and Shu Chang each paid a deposit.
He bought one set and Shu Chang bought three sets, almost exposing Salesle's back molars.
Brother Qian on the side was twitching at the corners of his eyes.
He originally thought that it was amazing enough that Zhang Yuan would buy two houses when he was only in his twenties.
Another sixteen-year-old boy appeared here and bought three sets at once...
Brother Qian felt that he was probably a waste.
After leaving the door, the three of them took the car together and returned to the courtyard.
Along the way, Zhang Yuan explained many things to Chang Sing.
"Next when you have money, buy a house and gold."
"If it's a stock, buy it after the Qingming Festival next year. Moutai, which Brother Qian and I both like to drink, has been rising in price in recent years, so the stock It will also rise, you can buy it.”
He could only say it calmly, but of course he could not tell the other party directly that after April next year, Moutai will fall to the early 20s, but it will rise to its highest point in 20 years. to more than 2,600, an increase of more than 100 times.
However, this is only suitable for small investments by a single person like Shu Chang. Millions or even tens of millions of shares are fine.
Zhang Yuan himself is not suitable.
On the one hand, he believes that he can definitely earn more with his tossing ability.
On the other hand, if it is a stud stock market, once the funds reach a certain level, it will easily be targeted by institutions and treated as pigs.
If you want to be an organization to slaughter pigs.
That is true, but I am afraid that the fury of the thunder above will chop you into black ash.
Zhao Yanzi tried it, but the white gloves were not taken for granted, but her image was completely tarnished.
To put it simply, stocks are just like lottery tickets, with their own anti-travel mechanism.
Back at No. 10 Pipiao Hutong, makeup artist Zhou Xiaoli was already waiting outside the door.
Zhang Yuan took her in and helped him and Brother Qian put on makeup.
After a few hours of tossing, the two of them looked completely different.
Brother Qian not only looks dozens of years older, but his face is covered with corpse spots... no, age spots. He has also changed into a gray and white hair cover, although his hair is still curly.
There are wrinkles everywhere on the forehead, cheeks, and neck.
He also put on an imported suit and picked up an ebony crutch. He looked like an old gentleman who had returned from overseas.
Zhang Yuan, who had just returned from the set and still had a bald head, wore the same style of Gong Hanlin's single ponytail long hair.
He also dyed a large number of colorful hair strands on his long black hair.
Hung black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, put on eyeliner, put on lip gloss, put on a suit with a large pointed collar and a white shirt, and wore a pair of large pointed leather shoes.
His image is modeled after the idol of the Korean nation in the early millennium. If viewed from the perspective of later generations, it is indeed not mainstream. After both of them dressed up, they walked to the opposite side of the courtyard.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
He and Brother Qian asked in unison, and after realizing it, haha laughing out loud.
"Xiaoli, there's nothing wrong with your special effects makeup, it's very good!"
Zhang Yuan quickly took out a red envelope worth one thousand yuan and handed it to the other party, but Zhou Xiaoli refused to take it.
"You were the one who carried me out of the carbon stove poisoning on the snowy mountain. It would be shameless for me to ask for money for such a trivial matter."
Seeing the persistence of the other party, he stopped Forced to take the money back.
At this moment Shu Chang also covered his mouth and walked up while laughing.
"How about singing?"
"Brother Yuan, if you dress like this, I will pretend not to know you when I meet you on the street."
Zhang Yuan:...< br>
Is it so embarrassing?
But that’s good, it means the makeup is particularly successful!
After inviting the two girls out of the courtyard and locking the door, Zhang Yuan made a phone call. He and Brother Qian pretended to be strangers and waited quietly outside the door.
Half an hour later, an agency man hurried over with the landlord Xin Xiangmei.
"Hello!" The landlord came forward and greeted us in Mandarin with the accent of the old imperial capital.
The landlord learned from the agency half an hour ago that two foreigners wanted to see the house, so he hurried over.
"Hello!" Zhang Yuan replied in deliberately awkward Mandarin, and then pointed to Brother Qian aside: "This is the boss of our famous adult products company in Dahanming Country, Mr. Park Renmeng."
"I am his translator. My name is Jin Taixi."
"Bang Chinese?" The landlord glanced at the agent beside him.
The little brother nodded vigorously and almost collapsed.
As the saying goes, a car, a boat, a shop, a foot and a tooth can be killed without guilt.
The intermediary belongs to the dental industry.
In ancient times, these industries were easy to exploit because they all had certain regional monopolies.
The same goes for today’s agents. To a certain extent, they have a monopoly on housing information.
In this big drama that Zhang Yuan carefully prepared today, the agent is also one of his actors.
The little brother has been bribed by him a long time ago. He promised to give him a reward of 10,000 yuan when the matter is completed.
Money can make all the difference, and the other party not only readily agreed, but also actively cooperated.
"Mr. Xin, how rich are the Chinese people? As you know, Samsung, LG, and Hyundai are all big companies owned by the Chinese people."
"Yes, yes, the Chinese people are defecting to the United States. If we in China had invested in the United States, we would have been rich a long time ago."
Zhang Yuan:...
This typical idea of Runren Dazizi has been around so long.
"Pu Renmeng, Jin Taixi... There seems to be a causal relationship between your two names." The landlord muttered in a low voice.
The prostitution was so intense that it was all gone...
"Are you dressed like a translator?" The landlord glanced at Zhang Yuan's appearance and didn't recognize him at all.
“Yes, all men in our country are neither men nor women.” Zhang Yuanyi replied righteously.
Landlord:…
“Owner of an adult products company?”
"Yes, our products are specially exported to Lighthouse. It was founded by the old president Pu Yisheng, the father of Mr. Pu Renyong." Zhang Yuan became more and more confused after meeting the Sixth Teacher.
One focuses on quantity, the other on quality...the landlord recalled the names of the two presidents.
Zhang Yuan glanced at Brother Qian and motioned for him to say hello too.
Brother Qian showed off his acting skills accumulated over more than ten years in the film and television industry, and started talking nonsense seriously.
“The front wheel does not turn, but the back wheel turns to Smecta.”
"Hello, Mr. Pu." Zhang Yuan pretended to be a traitor translator.
"Hello, Mr. Park..."
"Kimchi is not spicy or delicious Smecta." Brother Qian said while waving his hand.
“He said he wanted to go in and have a look.”
“Why does this Mr. Park look somewhat similar to Mr. Jin from the north?” The landlord looked more and more familiar.
Zhang Yuanxin said that's right. Brother Qian doesn't even need to put on makeup, just put on sunglasses and you can go to Beibang Country and become a leader.
Several people crossed the threshold and entered the house.
"Lonely Gulu, too many pickles, eating and drinking water, Smecta." After Brother Qian entered, he raised his head and looked around, and said with a serious expression.
"Mr. Park said that the house he wanted must have a large door with a wide beam, a door light on the top, a lazy stool below, a business room, and a management office. There are two doors after entering the door. There are four screens on the door, with green paint sprinkled with gold stars, and four red squares, which say "Zhaizhuang Zhongzheng" and "Serious and neat" on the back. Entering the second door, there is a square brick floor and Haiyang's yard. Xia Jingtian has three high pergolas. Zhangliu: The four red plugs are "lucky stars shining brightly"..."
Brother Qian on the side nodded after hearing this.
What Zhang Yuan said in "Praising the Residence" is true...
"Did Mr. Park say that much?" The landlord wondered, why do I think he only said a few words.
"I am a translator, and I must be honest and elegant. This is what Mr. Park means." Zhang Yuan also maximized his acting skills in the past two years.
“But my house doesn’t have what he said?”
“That’s not important.” Zhang Yuan came to the landlord with a smile: “Mr. Pu Renmeng specially wanted to see Your house actually has only one reason.”
"What?"
"Because this is Wang Zhihe's former residence!" Zhang Yuan shook his ponytail and explained to him.
“On the Korean battlefield, Mr. Park Renmeng’s father, Mr. Park Yisheng, the founder of the company, was captured by Chinese soldiers.”
“It was there that At that time, Mr. Park tasted the taste of Wang Zhihe stinky tofu for the first time in the hands of an imperial soldier, and he was shocked. "
" Mr. Park is very serious." The landlord looked confused. Wang Zhihe was shocked when he tasted it. The food from your country is so unpalatable.
Brother Qian, who acted like an old entrepreneur on the side, praised in his heart.
"Zhang Yuan's brain is fast enough. He can talk nonsense just by opening his mouth. It would be a pity not to talk about cross talk."
"So, from then on, Mr. Park has been thinking about Wang Zhihe until Before I died, I wanted to take another bite, but it’s such a pity..." Zhang Yuan said, lowering his head and wiping his tears.
"My condolences." the landlord persuaded.
"What a pity, the old man survived and did not die."
Brother Qian held it back and almost stopped complimenting him as he was accustomed to.
Landlord: ...
“Therefore, the old man has an indissoluble bond with China because of a bottle of Wang Zhihe, and has always wanted to invest in China.”
“Yes. Knowing that Wang Zhihe's former residence was for sale, I immediately sent Mr. Pu Renmeng to discuss it."
"We are sincere and willing to offer you a good price."
"After all, it's just a small amount of money for the Park Group."
Oops!
When the landlord heard this, he felt happy!
"What price are you willing to pay?"
Zhang Yuan pretended to be close to Brother Qian's ear, said a few words, and then said seriously.
"Mr. Pu Renmeng said that he felt that the house was well kept and clean, and it met his requirements."
"So he was willing to pay 200,000 to buy it!"
The landlord listened. At this number, the whole person staggered and lost face on the spot.
“Are you kidding me?”
Xin Xiangmei was furious with her hands on her hips: “My offer to others is 1.3 million, but you only offer 200,000.”
"Crazy!"
"Slow down!" Seeing the other party cursing, Zhang Yuan was not anxious at all and raised his hand to interrupt.
“The 200,000 we are talking about is a knife.” Zhang Yuan snapped his fingers.
"Why is there still a knife thing?"
"It's not a knife, it's a knife music." Zhang Yuan rubbed his fingers: "Americans use money!"
"Oh oh oh!" The landlord instantly turned from anger to joy.
"Daole, it's here..."
"As soon as Mr. Park comes, the money will be here!"
"Hahahaha..."
One At that time, the courtyard was filled with happy air. (End of chapter)