I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

The house is like this. If the family has a small population and the area is too large, it is not practical, as long as it is spacious and bright.

But Building No. 8 is indeed good, both in terms of layout and location.

Ye Feng hesitated for a moment, then thought about it, "How much does it cost?"

"The average price is 65,000 a flat, and the top and bottom floors are slightly cheaper." The sales lady noticed Ye Feng's expression after she said it.

The price of 65,000 is relatively high. When the first phase of the youth market opened, it was only flat at 33,000.

At first, Guan Hongliang asked for 1.5 billion yuan on the second floor of Nanhua Plaza. On average, it was only 30,000 yuan per square meter. Moreover, it was a commercial building. The second phase of the youth building was a residential building. This price is generally unacceptable to people.

Ye Feng didn't feel anything, 65,000, really not expensive, maybe others would be discouraged when they heard the price, but in Ye Feng's mind, this is a ball compared to the housing prices in Beijing?

In particular, Building No. 8 is still the king of the building, so you will definitely not lose money when you buy it.

After thinking about it, Ye Feng looked away. If the place is bigger, it will be bigger. He really doesn't like selling it in the future, so he hoards it.

"That's fine, you take me to see the house." Ye Feng said.

The sales lady was taken aback for a moment, showing a professional smile and said: "Sir, the uniform standard for a large-sized house is 258 square meters."

Ye Feng smiled, and said lightly: "Are you afraid I can't afford it?"

"I don't mean that. I mean if you have a small family, it would not be worthwhile to buy such a big house." Even if you think so in your heart, the sales lady can't say that. If you get a complaint, you will be fined. It's a trivial matter. If you get fired, you will lose a lot.

Ye Feng raised his brows and interrupted: "If I want to buy or not, do I still need to pay a deposit for viewing the house?"

The sales lady looked embarrassed and hurriedly said, "No, no, which one do you like, I will show you the house now."

"Take me to take a look at the existing houses in the middle and high floors. The ones on the bottom and top floors are unnecessary." Ye Feng said.

"Wait a minute, I'll get the key." The sales lady said so, but she sighed in her heart.

Take this trip as exercise. If you just don’t want to buy it later, let’s see how my old lady taunts you!

When the sales lady took the key, Ye Feng shuddered when they left the house.

There is air conditioning in the sales center, but I don’t feel that the sales lady’s professional suit is not warm at all when the cold wind blows out.

Although Ye Feng was almost scolded in his heart, the sales lady still had a stiff smile on her face.

When we arrived at Building 8, the sales lady said, "Sir, there are only three sets of 1801, 2201, and 2401 available for the middle and high-level buildings. Let's go to the 18th floor first?"

Ye Feng shook his head: "No on the 18th floor, go to the 22nd floor to have a look."

Tianhai has a taboo about the number 18. Old people generally don't want to live on the 18th floor because they think it is related to the 18th floor of hell.

Although Ye Feng didn't care about this, he still had no choice but to avoid the unlucky numbers.

The sales lady didn't say much, and led Ye Feng to the 22nd floor.

Opening the door, Ye Feng went around for a while.

Building No. 8 deserves to be the king of the building. In Ye Feng's view, the house is indeed very good.

The north and south are transparent, with good lighting and ventilation. The master bedroom, second bedroom, bathroom and kitchen have windows, which are bright.

The master bedroom has its own bathroom and cloakroom, and the height of the house is also moderate, without feeling aggrieved.

What makes Ye Feng even more satisfied is that he can see Guanghu Park in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The touch of green is the most touching. He is busy in the bustling city during the day. After returning home, Ye Feng doesn't want to look at the dull and monotonous office buildings.

Ye Feng was satisfied, and asked, "How much is the area of ​​the pool?"

The sales lady said: "With 44 square meters, two elevators and two high-rise buildings, the public area of ​​the youth home is definitely the lowest in the city."

This is true. It is normal for a large apartment of 258 square meters with a shared area of ​​more than 60 square meters.

This aspect is impeccable, and the quality of the house in the second phase of youth is not bad. Ye Feng said: "That's OK, let's go back."

"Do you not see the 26th floor?"

Ye Feng shook his head. The total floor is 29 floors, and the 26th floor is a bit high.

The sales lady wished that Ye Feng would not look at it. Looking at Ye Feng's attitude, he knew that he was not the one who bought the house. Who would leave after seeing the house?

Back at the sales center, the sales lady said with a smile, "Sir, do you like the house?"

Ye Feng glanced at her, frowned slightly and said, "Are you asking me to change?"

The sales lady's face froze, and she didn't know what to say.

Ye Feng snorted slightly and said unhappily: "The customer is God, don't you understand? Since I came in, you haven't even poured a glass of water. This is the service attitude of Youth Home?"

The professional smile on the sales lady's face disappeared, with a little panic in her eyes.

"Sir, sorry!"

Ye Feng's voice was not small just now, and a middle-aged woman walked over immediately.

The middle-aged woman first apologized to Ye Feng, then gave the sales lady a fierce look, then turned and smiled at Ye Feng: "Sorry, Xiao is a newcomer, and she's a little sloppy."

After that, he looked at the sales lady and shouted, "I'm not going to pour tea, why are you standing stupidly!"

The sales lady ran to pour water like an amnesty.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged woman introduced herself: "My name is Tang, the manager of the sales office, sir, your last name?"

"My name is Ye." Ye Feng said lightly.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, I just showed you to the house. If you are not satisfied, I can serve you the whole process." Manager Tang was very courteous.

Ye Feng waved his hand and said: "No, I have a good view of the house, I will just look at the one."

Manager Tang was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted and said, "Do you mean the room in Building 8?"

Ye Feng nodded.

The strange color in Manager Tang's eyes flashed away, and he said to the sales lady who had just poured tea: "Less than, which one did Mr. Ye just look at?"

"Building 8 2201." Less than hurriedly replied.

After speaking, he glanced at Ye Feng again, feeling a little unbelievable.

Manager Tang’s Chengfu is much more than Yushen. Despite his doubts, he did his best: "Mr. Ye, are you paying in full or taking a loan?"

Ye Feng didn't answer, but asked: "You help me figure out how much money I need."

When Manager Tang saw this, he didn't ask any further questions. He picked up the calculator and counted for a moment, then said: "Mr. Ye, the total price is 16.77 million. Among them, the maintenance fund is two points and the deed tax is four points."

Ye Feng frowned, and asked, "What's the discount for full payment?"

"Two points of the maintenance fund can be returned." Manager Tang said, seeing that Ye Feng was still not satisfied, and added: "Of course, we still have a discount at the end of the year. If Mr. Ye pays before the end of the year, the deed tax can also be returned."

This time it was six points cheaper, almost 1 million less.

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, and said, "That's it."

Manager Tang and Yu both stayed.

What kind of trouble is this?

This is more than ten million things, and it's not buying vegetables at the vegetable market.

Seeing them, Ye Feng was stunned, and said, "Don't understand what I mean? I said I want it."