Chapter Ninety-Seven: Taking Stock of Work to Buy a House

The driver was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Okay! ”

Within five minutes of the car, Xia Meng's phone called. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What are you doing?"

"Go back to your girlfriend's house."

"In such a hurry? How can we help? ”

"Give me a million, even if it's a help."

"The woman is urging for a bride price."

"Pretty much."

"Didn't you say you would donate it? I don't have the money to give it to you. ”

"You're such a big ...... Top banana! Qin Fen glanced at the driver in front of him and swallowed back the words of "big star".

"I don't have any money."

"Cut!"

"All my money was given to a fund I set up, as long as I am sick and have been guaranteed, the rest of the money will be given to your Qin family."

"How is that possible?" Qin Fen didn't believe it at all.

"I used to have a net worth of hundreds of millions, but I knew that the limit was coming, so I donated them all."

"Why?!" Qin Fen's eyes widened.

"It's rare for millions of people to get sick with a person, so I wondered, did I create some evil in my previous life?" Xia Meng was talking on the phone on the edge of Lin Ziyin's big white house swimming pool, while his feet were dangling in the water, "So, I donated my money, it was regarded as atonement, and now it seems that it is still useful." ”

"In other words, your current net worth is just Feilaifeng?"

"Yes, it may only be one or two million when converted, and it's not cash."

"In other words, you're just a millionaire now, that's it."

"yes."

"Then you're generous." Qin Fen said helplessly, the appearance fee of 10 million was donated.

"Man must learn to be content."

"How did you come up with the idea of calling me?"

"I care about you."

"Okay, I'm here, I won't talk to you." Qin Fen said, took the initiative to hang up the phone, and said in his heart, this eldest lady is really bored when she gets up early in the morning, how could she think of calling herself.

Qin Fen didn't know that Xia Meng was so excited last night that he couldn't sleep because of the good start of the first round of "The Masked Singer", and he got up in the morning to eat Huang Ying's pastries, missing Qin Fen's vegetable porridge, and then remembered to call Qin Fen.

Qin Fen suddenly asked for leave, there must be something, she has to care about it, how can I say that they are also a show...... Kissed.

Happiness should be shared, pain should be shared.

Huang Ying is a fan who adores her, Lin Ziyin is busy like a madman, and Xia Meng really lacks someone to talk to.

However, Xia Meng talked to him early in the morning, but his tone was clearly disgusted, which was too much.

Not to mention what Xia Meng thought, Qin Fen had already come to a commercial housing area.

"This is a Linjiang community, which was built the year before last, and now it has reached the second phase." The driver enthusiastically introduced.

When Qin Fen got out of the car, he saw a number of multi-storey Western-style buildings.

Half an hour later, Qin Fen moved from the multi-storey of the first phase to the stacked villa of the second phase.

"All the stacked villas are similar to this model house, you can see the Yangtze River from the terrace, with a basement, a garage, a yard, and the fine decoration is only about two million." Wang Yan was wearing a tight shirt today, her full figure was a little stretched, and she introduced Qin Fen with a smile on her face.

Qin Fen took a look around, and it was really not expensive compared to Songjiang Mansion.

Such stacked villas are at least tens of millions in Songjiang Mansion.

The average price of multi-storey is about 3,000 and a half, Qin Fen now has 700,000 yuan on hand, and there is no problem in buying a three-bedroom and two-hall house of more than 100 square meters, and the remaining money can be renovated.

However, when Qin Fen looked at the stacked villas, especially when he stood on the large terrace and looked at the river view, a strong thought suddenly surged in his heart: buy it!

Hu Li will love this.

Yesterday, Hu Li's blind date should have taken her to visit a similar stacked villa. Qin Fen didn't know that what he was looking at was the villa that Hu Li looked at last night.

According to Qin Fen's original plan, a set of three bedrooms and two living rooms with Hu Li's name of the real estate certificate, or the purchase contract, such a surprise is enough, but yesterday someone released a bold promise to buy a stacked villa for Hu Li, and the original surprise was much thinner.

Really buy it?!

Qin Fen was thrilled by this sudden thought, and suddenly had a feeling of escalating the battle.

To buy it, or not to buy it?

Qin Fen was entangled in his heart.

In addition to marrying a wife, buying a house is the second biggest choice in life.

One day, even one morning, he has to make a decision, and it's exciting.

Wang Yan, the sales lady, said very clearly, pay 90% off in full, and 95% off the mortgage.

He needs a down payment of 570,000 yuan and a mortgage of 8,070 per month for 20 years. Wang Yan, the sales lady of these numbers, called him and showed him it.

He has more than 700,000 yuan on hand enough for a down payment, and the remaining more than 100,000 yuan is just enough for a year's mortgage.

He now has Xia Meng's basic salary of 10,000 yuan a month. Although Xia Meng said that she had no money, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, so it wouldn't be impossible to pay his basic salary.

After the final finals of "The Masked Singer", Xia Meng's fame may rise a notch compared to the past. At that time, in a year, she performed commercially, participated in reality shows, and even crossed over to the film and television industry, and a very important income was advertising endorsements, which was a lot of money.

If it is calculated according to the income of the agent at 10%, it may be possible to pay off the balance of the villa in the next year.

Thinking about it this way, Xia Meng is equivalent to his God of Wealth.

Qin Fenxin said, if he really bought a house, and when he turned around and faced Xia Meng again, he would really have to "serve" people comfortably.

It's a pity that being an agent is a rookie at all. However, after Xia Meng is unveiled in the finals, those so-called big contracts will automatically come to the door.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if Xia Meng only receives one endorsement in a year, this income is enough for Qin Fen to pay the mortgage for several years.

Even if this is not there, Xia Meng went back to the mountains and forests after this vote, Qin Fen still has the job of Brother Shan.

Zhang Xiaoqiang said that as long as the C-level flash brother is a little more diligent, the annual salary is 500,000 yuan; Class B Shem, that's starting at a million; Not to mention the first-class flash brother, that is, millions or even tens of millions of income.

For example, if you ship a piece of jewelry or art worth hundreds of millions of dollars, according to 0.5%, that is the courier fee of 500,000 yuan. As a Grade A Flash brother, there are at least five or six times a year when goods of this level are transported.

Therefore, abandoning Xia Meng's job as an agent, Qin Fen can afford the mortgage by relying on the job of Brother Shan.

Even if there are no two professions, agent and brother Shan, Qin Fen still has Feilaifeng.

If he doesn't want a million, then Feilai Peak will be taken care of by him.

Throughout the year, wild fruits from the mountains, fresh organic vegetables grown in the future, as well as mushrooms, fungus and medicinal herbs; The aquatic products in the lake, wild and self-farmed, are also a lot of income.

This is not Qin Fen's fantasy, just over a month ago, just buying wild kiwifruit has brought him more than 100,000 yuan in income.

The more Qin Fen thought about it, the brighter his heart became, don't look at him now, he doesn't seem to have a stable job, but his income is predictable.

There are three job guarantees, so why hesitate?

Buy!

Qin Fen turned around and was about to speak, when he found that a trace of disdain quickly flashed on the face of Wang Yan, the sales lady.