Chapter 85: Buying a House
"Well, hard work is hard work, but the money is earned by himself, my son saves money very well, usually saves money a month, can save thirty or forty thousand. The driver smiled and said, "Don't look at me driving, I don't want to burden my son." ”
Zhao Yang nodded: "It's right to do this, anyway, if you can do it yourself, just don't cause trouble to your children, and when I have a son in the future, I will definitely think the same as you." ”
That's not right!
The driver wondered in his heart, according to normal logic, shouldn't he envy his son's income? And then complain about his own life, is this person a fool, usually listening to people talk without getting into their heads?
This driver usually likes to tell the passenger how powerful his son is, as long as the passenger's expression is more ugly, the more proud he is.
But the person in front of him was not only not angry, but looked relieved.
You're a good fart!
The driver frowned, and then said: "What about you, young man, renting a house? I see that the place you go to is in Anhe District, right? ”
Zhao Yang didn't think much about it, and said casually: "It's quite cheap." ”
The corners of the driver's mouth twitched, cheap? The housing prices in Anhe District are already hundreds of thousands, and the smallest apartment for rent is estimated to be more than 10,000 yuan, and he actually said that it is cheap.
The driver instantly understood that the young man did not understand his words, but deliberately pretended to be stupid, and then avoided talking about it.
He smiled, and said in his heart that you are still a little tender when you fight with me.
Then he said: "My son is a real estate agent, and now he has become a regional store manager, and he works three hours a day. ”
"By the way, young man, I see that you are also quite good-looking, why don't you let my son introduce you, his house is quite cheap. ”
Zhao Yang said casually: "Hehe, I still don't need an uncle, I have already discussed it with others, and I am ready to move in." ”
"Oh, that's fine, anyway, my son is quite familiar here, if you really want to rent a house, just look for him. ”
After a while, Zhao Yang stopped talking, and the driver was extremely proud, it seemed that this young man must have envied his son to death.
Immediately after, the car came to Anhe District, and the driver smiled and said, "Young man, where is the place you are talking about?
Zhao Yang frowned slightly, and then said: "I'm not familiar with this place, and I don't know where it is, I remember that the real estate agent said that he was going to pick me up." ”
The driver laughed and said, "Young man, you are really ignorant, the real estate agent came to pick you up, it is estimated that it is just a polite remark, you are still serious! You are a renter, as for people to pick you up?"
Just as the driver was educating Zhao Yang about his sophistication, the window was suddenly knocked.
Zhao Yang looked up and saw that it was the agent who had seen the house before.
The man was wearing glasses, and said loudly outside the window, "Mr. Zhao, you're finally here!"
The driver was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, "Why is this voice so familiar?" When he looked up, he was surprised to find that it was his son standing outside the door.
"Son?" he subconsciously shouted.
The man who was just about to leave with Zhao Yang also heard the driver's voice, and when he looked over, he was also stunned.
"Dad?" he said excitedly: "There is such a coincidence in the whole world, Mr. Zhao, you actually came in my father's car, we really have fate." ”
Zhao Yang frowned slightly, and said slowly: "It's really fate." ”
He got up and got out of the car, just about to ask the man to take him to see the house.
"Son!" the driver frowned slightly and shouted, "Come here!"
The man was stunned, although he didn't know what was going on, but after all, it was his father who called him, said sorry apologetically to Zhao Yang, and trotted around to the driver's seat.
The driver frowned and said, "Why are you so stupid in business, you still come to pick him up when you rent a house?"
"Renting a house?" The man smiled helplessly and whispered: "This is not renting a house, people are ready to buy a house here at a young age, and it is still a detached house, and this person is a friend of my boss, and the boss specially asked me to accompany him to see the house, otherwise I am a small store manager in the suburbs, how can I come to Anhe District to buy a house." ”
The driver was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "You said he bought a house?"
"Of course, maybe pointing to him, I can still be promoted to Anhe District!" The man said excitedly: "Okay Dad, you go quickly, don't delay my time here." ”
The driver didn't answer, he was stunned in his seat for a long time, so what he just said was not a big joke?
But when he looked back again, he found that his son had already taken Zhao Yang away.
Zhao Yang's mood is not bad, he is not affected by that uncle at all, on the contrary, he feels that it is a very happy thing to have a father who is satisfied with his son.
After following the agent to look at the house for a while, he decided to sign the contract, after all, the house himself had already looked at.
"You'll have to wait. The agent smiled and said, "The owner hasn't come yet, she said she'll come in a while." ”
"It's fine. Zhao Yang nodded and said, "Just let me take a look." ”
The agent didn't stop him, smiled and handed him the key to the house and the key to the upper floor, and then said, "You can take a look first, I'll wait on the way to see where she goes." ”
Zhao Yang nodded, put the key in his pocket, and entered the house.
This small building is not large, and he values this house not only because of its beautiful appearance, but also because it is one of the most famous commercial antique streets in the neighborhood, and there are at least a dozen antique shops along the way, and they are all old shops, and the things sold are basically real.
However, because of the strong commercial nature, basically the things sold are also common in the market, and it is almost impossible to say that you want to pick up the leaks here.
The decoration of the small shop has not been demolished, and the sign of the bubble tea shop is still hanging on the courtyard.
In fact, Zhao Yang heard that the business of this bubble tea shop is very good, but for some reason, the owner of this shop actually wants to give up the business, and he doesn't even plan to ask for a house.
He walked around, looking at the layout of the house, and couldn't help but praise the owner's vision, he Zhao Yang didn't understand the design, and he couldn't say why, but the decoration of this milk tea shop made him like it very much, and it looked comfortable.
He came to the gate, ready to close the door, and then went to the second floor to have a look, but before he could pull the door shut, a hand suddenly blocked the crack in the door, and forced the door open.
"What do you mean by closing the door so early?" said a man with studs with a smile, "I'm afraid we'll check!"
Zhao Yang frowned slightly, and said lightly: "It's not open yet." ”
"It's a matter of what you say about whether you're open or not? That's what we say! You haven't dressed well for work, and the store is still open so late, you'll be fined!"
Before Zhao Yang could speak, he heard another delicate female voice outside the door.
"He's not my clerk, and we're really not going to be open today. ”
The girl panted and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late." She smiled apologetically at Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang nodded slightly, he had seen her a few days ago, and she was the owner of this shop.
"Oh, that's not a reason for you to avoid a fine. The stud man said directly: "Five hundred, remember to pay at the business management office." ”
He was about to leave, but Zhao Yang, who was a little angry just now, grabbed his arm and said, "It's five hundred, isn't this store personal? Why should you pay a fine?"
"Yo he! I think it's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, of course there is nothing wrong with this store being you, but you can open a store here safely, isn't it all the credit of the Anhe Commercial Management Company?"
"Don't say it. The girl tugged Zhao Yang's arm and said, "I paid the fine." ”
"You pay what you pay. Zhao Yang frowned and looked at the stud man, and said, "Then you should tell me, why does your company fine individual merchants?"
The stud man smiled: "This street used to be a gathering place for unemployed vagrants, and at that time, there were storefronts smashed every day, and it was we who stepped forward to not expel this group of people and protect the safety of these shopkeepers, so every month each store has to give us a management fee and a share, and if we don't open a store for a day, we will make less money, is there a problem with fines?"
"You said so much, which means that you are collecting protection money. Zhao Yang grinned.
"Don't say it so ugly, management fee! you know?" said the stud man, shaking his legs.
Zhao Yang nodded, and then said, "Then if I buy a house and open a store here, how much do I need to pay you?"
"Why are you asking so much, what do you care?" said the stud man unhappily.
"I'm going to buy this house, just ask. Zhao Yang said kindly.
The stud man was happy when he heard it, and quickly said, "Thirty percent of the turnover is enough." ”
"Thirty percent of the turnover?" Zhao Yang instantly understood, why did the owner of this store change the house and business, and after this kind of commission, didn't he work for others?
The girl lowered her face and sighed heavily, she originally wanted to trap Zhao Yang, but the matter had been revealed, and it was not easy for her to let Zhao Yang buy another house.
She said directly: "I'm really sorry, this place is really not suitable for business, that ...... I'm not selling the house anymore. ”
But what she never expected was that Zhao Yang said suspiciously: "Why don't you sell it?" This place is so suitable for doing business, you can't go back on your word, sell, I will buy your house with an extra percent." ”
The stud man had never seen someone rushing to give them money, and the laughing fart was about to come out.
"I don't care if you sell it, but we have to take thirty of the money to buy the house!"