Chapter 273: Buying a House (1)

Ling Mei never expected that her father would actually get a new house in the city for herself!

"Really give me a suite?" Ling Mei was staggered.

Zhuo Lin smiled: "Confirmed."

Zhuo Lin took out a green room card from his bag: "This is the real estate certificate that your father asked me to bring you. It's just your name. Your father told you to put it away."

Ling Mei held the real estate certificate and touched it again and again.

This is the first house she's ever earned.

I want to ask Luo Guixiang's performance. Are you so jealous that your eyes are red and calculating her new house? Thinking that she couldn't ask for it, maybe she even quarreled with her father and was scolded, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Mr. Zhuo, you have to stay in BJ for a little longer. I will leave the affairs of the Changping strawberry base to you with full responsibility. In addition, you need to find a studio to facilitate business contacts. That's right. My friend helped me push two courtyard houses. I don't have a class tomorrow afternoon. You come with me to see it."

Zhuo Lin was surprised: "You want to buy a house in the capital?"

Ling Mei nodded: "First, there are many things in the dormitory that are inconvenient to deal with. Second, it's an investment."

Zhuo Lin thought for a moment: "Investment?"

"Yes, a house is always the best investment."

Zhuo Lin couldn't help but think that his father was arguing that there was nowhere to invest, so he said, "Okay, I'll go shopping with you tomorrow in the afternoon."

He sent Lingmei downstairs to the dormitory and said goodbye.

Entering the dormitory, Li Yanyan's loud noise rang: "Yo. Miss Xiao is back from a date?"

Ling Mei was stunned: Dating?

Looking at the sparkling eyes of her roommates, she smiled, "Zhuo Lin is the leader of my township enterprise. I came to the capital on a business trip."

Li Yanyan smiled: "Okay, we all know it. Don't worry, you won't talk nonsense."

Ling Mei looked at her and smiled affectionately: "Okay. If only there was the slightest rumor outside. I'll settle accounts with you."

Li Yanyan's face did not change: "People are not romantic teenagers. You have such a good resource by your side, don't waste it."

Ling Mei opened the homework book: "I don't have time to talk about love."

Li Yanyan thought that the boys she knew on the sports field had already inquired about Ling Mei's news from the side, and her heart was full of jealousy.

Good. Since you let this go, I'll help you spread it!

Ling Mei has saved a lot of trouble for the pursuers, and it can be regarded as a crooked fight.

In the afternoon of the next day, Ling Mei and Zhuo Lin met Liu Xiangyang, a well-known broker in the capital.

Liu Xiangyang is about 35 years old and has a serious job, but the salary is not high, so he tries his best to make money outside to support his family. He has been a broker for six years, but he is widely praised for his dedication and never cheating.

Those who can buy a courtyard house are big customers. In order to receive guests, he also borrowed a Santana and drove Ling Mei and Zhuo Lin to Liuli Factory first.

Liu Xiangyang introduced: "This courtyard is not big. Covering an area of less than 200 square meters, the decoration is ordinary, but it is better than the location."

The small yard of the glaze factory is naturally valuable.

Zhuo Lin touched the leather pillar, looked up and saw the broken bricks, and before he entered the house, he knew that it must be a mess inside.

Before they could enter, they were greeted by a lush grape trellis. Dozens of unknown birds perched on the few remaining bunches of grapes, eating happily and chirping.

Liu Xiangyang smiled, "This grape is a little old."

The grape trellis is made of bamboo, covering an area of nearly 50 square meters. Because no one took care of it, some corners had collapsed.

A few people carefully stepped over the vines and saw the whole yard.

Although the courtyard is not large, there are a total of 20 rooms. But it's enough. And it is quiet in the middle of noisy, and the traffic is convenient. Just make an office. It's just that there is nothing in the house except for some tattered furniture.

Zhuo Lin's brows tightened.

Liu Xiangyang saw that the guest was silent, and the man was still a little disgusted, so he said, "This house is indeed a little dilapidated. But the materials of the house are all of the highest quality. Just paint a wall

, make up a glazed tile, and it will be different immediately. What's more, this is in the Liuli Factory, isn't it?"

Zhuo Lin asked, "How much does the homeowner bid?"

Liu Xiangyang stretched out 5 fingers. And he said, "But the price is negotiable."

Ling Mei raised her eyebrows and smiled and asked, "Why does the landlord sell the yard?"

Liu Xiangyang couldn't touch Ling Mei's bottom and said with a smile: "This original owner was originally in the antique business. But the son of the family is a loser. eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling outside, and owing a lot of debt. His parents can't have children, and everything the family can sell is not enough. I really have no choice but to sell the old house to pay off the debt."

Xiao Jin walked around the courtyard, jumped back into Ling Mei's arms and meowed, "Buy, buy." Buy this yard no matter how expensive it is!"

Ling Mei remained silent, neither commenting nor bargaining, and said surgingly, "Let's go and see another courtyard."

On Santana, Liu Xiangyang said while driving, "The owner of the house we are going to see now is a cultural person. Last name Zhou. It's over sixty years old this year. He was ready to sell his house and go to Canada with his son. However, he is a very difficult person to serve. I have brought more than a dozen guests to see the house. Several of them wanted to buy it, but he was either dissatisfied with the nouveau riche and ruined his house, or the suspect was unhappy when he bargained. What's even more outrageous, once he was about to close a deal with a guest, and when he was about to transfer the ownership, he was so angry that he immediately threw his hands and ran away because he heard the man say that he wanted to decorate the house in a modern style."

Ling Mei listened carefully: "The old gentleman has a lot of character."

Liu Xiangyang smiled bitterly: "He was so angry that he ignored me. This time, I said that it was a college student who wanted to buy a courtyard house, so he agreed to let me take you to see the house."

The second courtyard is located in Nanluoguxiang.

This is a two-entry quadrangle, with an area of more than 500 square meters, which is double that of the previous one, and it is well maintained. Red lacquer, black glazed tiles, two strings of red lanterns hanging under the eaves. The courtyard in the middle is carefully cared for, and there are rockeries among the high and low plants, which is very beautiful.

Mr. Zhou stood expressionlessly under the shadow wall to greet them, with scrutiny in his eyes.

Ling Mei first gave two small jars of lychee honey: "Mr. Zhou, I came to see the house and disturbed you to rest. This is the lychee honey I brewed from the lychees from my hometown. If you don't dislike it, please laugh at it."

The old gentleman was surprised, and looked at the small glass jar that was quite beautiful, and the thick lychee honey in it was crystal lovely. Raising his eyebrows slightly, he took over and asked, "Where are you from?"

"Fujian."

The old gentleman looked at the two again: "I was admitted from Fujian to study in Beijing for university. It's not easy. By the way, what kind of university are you?"

Ling Mei: "Forestry at Agricultural University."

The old gentleman was a little curious and asked, "It's not easy to get from Fujian to the capital, why are you still studying agriculture?"

Ling Mei admitted, "I grew up in the mountains, and I just like to work with dirt and plants. Besides, with a population of one billion people like China, the cultivation and development of grain and non-staple foods must always be in our own hands."

The old gentleman showed a slight smile on his face, stared at Zhuo Lin and asked, "Little girl Zhong Lingyuxiu, the young man is extraordinary. Where are you from?"