Chapter 272 [Formal Formation of the Visiting Team]
At around 1 p.m. on a Saturday in Chicago, on a snowy afternoon, Yang Yong signed a contract with a bald real estate agent, and the $150,000 house became Yang Yong's private property. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The moment he signed the contract, Yang Yong obviously saw from his eyes that the bald real estate agent's face had improved significantly, and he was finally relieved, and finally sold the hot potato that had been smashed in his hands for five years.
Because he still had to go through the transfer procedures and the real estate agent was weak-hearted, he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong early, so he didn't accept Yang Yong's proposal to invite guests to lunch, and ran away with the contract.
It was better for the other party to go, and it was more convenient for him to act, so Yang Yong didn't care about the taxi he had taken with Smith's support after locking the door, and then returned to the presidential suite of the Hilton Hotel to wait for Adam and other core members who returned from the victory of the warehouse auction.
Of course, the first thing to solve is his stomach, and it is already half past one in the afternoon, and Yang Yong is already so hungry that his chest is close to his back, so he asked for a large table of good dishes to drink with Smith in the living room of the hotel suite.
Although Yang Yong was a little bruised, he didn't have any concerns about drinking, not to mention that he was drinking wine, and after two glasses of wine, Smith didn't vomit and asked Yang Yong unhappily.
"Boss, what I don't understand is that you know that the location of this house is not good, and you can't sell it at all, plus the cost of repairing the house is super high, I can't figure out why you insist on buying this money-losing property. ā
Yang Yong nodded while listening, and then after eating the steak in his mouth and drinking a glass of wine, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile. "So if I ask you a few questions, and if you answer me, you should know why I bought this property?
Smith scratched his head and said. "Didn't that bald agent just say that the original owner of this property is a very famous liquor supplier in Chicago, and he has made fake wine!"
Yang Yong nodded and asked with a smile. "How old is this house?"
Smith laughed and said, "The boss didn't drink much, why are you drunk!" This house was built in 1884, so the old decoration style is also a product of that era. ā
Yang Yong nodded with satisfaction and asked again, this question is the key. "Then have you noticed? Why does the basement of the house not match the floor area of the ground floor? ā
Smith was stunned for a moment, and then fell into deep thought, carefully recalling that Yang Yong was right, the construction area of the ground floor is the size of two tennis courts, so why is the area of the basement only half of the ground floor, and where did the other half go.
The most suspicious place, if it weren't for Yang Yongming's point, Smith wouldn't have noticed this detail at all, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, so he asked Yang Yong excitedly.
"Boss, what you said is that there is something wrong with the basement, so it is enough to buy it, this house that you know will lose money, right. ā
Yang Yong laughed, drank the wine in his hand and nodded.
"If you put these three questions together, you can see why I paid so much to buy a worthless property, even a property that I knew would lose money, and the problem was in the basement. ā
"Because the basement has lost half of the floor area, where did it go? It's not that the mezzanine formed by the basement hides the other half, and when you think of the first owner of this house being a wine supplier, then you think about what you get when you connect it. ā
After speaking, he still squeezed his eyebrows at Smith, but he didn't know, the old god was sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, leisurely lit a cigar, took two puffs beautifully, and watched Smith meditate there, but he didn't give a hint.
Although Smith has developed limbs, his mind is definitely not simple, he is just too lazy to move, after Yang Yong's click, Smith thought of the key nodes of all the questions, and asked in a whisper with a look of surprise.
"The boss can't be that the other half of the basement is hidden and there will be a hundred-year-old wine cellar in it, right? In other words, this hundred-year-old wine cellar is stocked with all kinds of famous wines, right, haha, I know how many properties you want to buy? ā
At this time, Yang Yongcai nodded, gave a thumbs up, and said with a smile.
"Yes, the brain has been opened, several key nodes have been pointed out, and it is not surprising to be able to figure out the joints, yes, I went to buy this property that I knew would lose money because of the hidden half of the basement. ā
"Besides, where will I lose $150,000! Maybe after a few years of good security, I will tear down this house and build a high-end apartment building from the original site, and I can still rent it out for rent, and then this property will not be $150,000 to take." ā
It was not once or twice that Smith followed Yang Yong on a treasure hunt, but every treasure hunt made Smith's blood boil.
Every treasure hunt is almost as rewarding as robbing a bank, and that's a huge profit! This time it happened again, how could Smith not be excited.
Ate the steak on his plate in two bites, and then drained the wine in his hand and said to Yang Yong excitedly.
"Boss, let's hurry up! If we delay any longer, I'm afraid that the strong winds in Chicago will blow down the walls of the house, and then you will lose a lot of money if you smash the treasure in the basement, let's act now! I can't wait hahaha. ā
After speaking, he began to lure Yang Yong to act quickly, but Yang Yong, who had seen countless winds and waves, had not been so excited once, but knocked on the table in his hand very calmly and said with a smile.
"Even if you know that there is security on the other side of the basement, you will have to wait until you have enough people to explore! How can you and me, a crippled, a half-crippled person, dig up a wall made of stone! ā
After saying that, he cut half of the broccoli with a knife and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then took a small sip of wine, which made Smith anxious, sitting on the opposite side of the table, scratching his ears and cheeks, but he couldn't calm down.
But Yang Yong doesn't care! Yang Yong wants to sharpen Smith's impatient personality, and he can't make himself upset and irritable when he encounters a little thing, which is not the quality that a person who does big things should have.
Smith often follows his side, don't get into trouble sooner or later if he doesn't grind his temperament, although in terms of the size of his assets, he can settle for him no matter how much trouble Smith has caused, but Yang Yong doesn't want Smith to be raised by himself as a waste who only knows how to cause trouble.
Grinding, grinding well, when will you smooth out your temperament? When you encounter a big event, when will you deal with it calmly be considered a teacher? So Yang Yong looked at everything in front of him very calmly, and from time to time he took out a piece of yak meat bone imported from Tibet, China, and threw it to Karn, who was grinding at his feet, and the old border collie Roosevelt. (To be continued.) )