My Age of Investment

On the weekend, Xia Jingxing dragged the foreign girl out of the house forcefully.

"Daren, I think the house we live in is quite good, there is no need to change it?"

The foreign girl's desire for material life is not strong, and when she heard that Xia Jingxing wanted to take her to see the house, she immediately understood the other party's intention.

At present, this small house has been lived in for more than a year, and it is very close to the company. She has nothing to dissatisfy.

At first hearing that she was going to change houses, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Let's go, take a look and go, you will change your mind after seeing it."

Xia Jingxing smiled, didn't explain much, pushed the foreign girl's shoulders, and walked into the elevator.

There was a BMW parked downstairs in the apartment, and Zhang Chenguang stood beside him straight as loose, looking at the two people walking towards him with a smile.

After the two approached, he opened the car door and held onto the roof of the car, and the whole movement was done in one go.

This job is becoming more and more convenient for him.

At the same time, he is also very satisfied with his job.

In addition to meeting many big scenes with Xia Jingxing, Xia Jingxing's employer also respected him very much and never bossed him around, at least he treated him equally in terms of personality.

After switching from Facebook to Vision Capital, he was given a salary increase.

Although the BMW car is second-hand, it has been well maintained by Zhang Chenguang, and it has been polished spotlessly. The black paint is extremely shiny under the sunlight.

Before getting into the car, the foreign girl pulled Xia Jingxing's sleeve and pointed to the distance.

Xia Jingxing followed the gestures and saw several white men pointing and laughing at them.

"Let them take a good look at it, there's nothing to make a fuss about."

Xia Jingxing shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he didn't care, and then got into the car first.

Yang Niu smiled, didn't say much, and also lowered her body and stepped into the car.

Both of them knew what was going on, and the problem was still with the car, the community, and the driver.

The neighborhood where the two live is very ordinary.

Almost no one hires drivers.

Zhang Chenguang's tall and straight standing posture and the movement of opening the door often attract the attention of passers-by.

Labor costs in the United States are high, and those who can afford to hire drivers are definitely wealthy families.

Wealthy families generally do not live in such an ordinary community, nor do they drive a BMW that costs tens of thousands of dollars.

The two had a full-time driver, which seemed a bit out of tune with the environment here.

It's okay to recognize the two, and I think it's a simple life.

Those who didn't recognize the two of them probably thought they were insane, or they had swollen faces to pretend to be fat.

After both of them got into the car and sat down, Zhang Chenguang trotted around the front of the car, opened the driver's door, got in, started the car, and drove towards the location Xia Jingxing reported.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in a wealthy neighborhood in Palo Alto.

Xia Jingxing dialed the number of the real estate agent in the car: "Ms. Yu, we have arrived, where are you?"

About three minutes later, a red Porsche 911 drove over from the side road.

After the car came to a complete stop, a graceful Chinese woman in her thirties got out.

A woman draws high eyebrows, eye shadow that emphasizes the eye sockets, thick black eyeliner, thick eyelashes, contouring that highlights the cheekbones, conspicuous highlights...

In short, Chinese women and mainland women can be distinguished by just looking at their makeup.

Xia Jingxing and Yang Niu also got out of the car and shook hands with this real estate agent named Yu An'an.

"This area is a rich area in Palo Alto, full of single-family villas, quiet environment, convenient transportation, the most important thing is safety, there is a police station within two miles..."

Xia Jingxing couldn't help laughing when he heard the other party's introduction.

When Chinese real estate agents sell houses, they never talk about "safety" as a selling point.

The proliferation of guns in the United States, the high crime rate, and safety issues are factors that must be considered when buying a house.

In some communities in the United States, it is common for luxury cars parked on the side of the road to have their windows smashed.

In addition, the ethnicity of the people living in the community is also a question to consider when buying a house.

Yu Anan was very professional and introduced Datong to Xia Jingxing and Yang Niu.

"Take us to see a few suites first, just listen to the introduction, it's still too abstract."

Yu An'an knew Xia Jingxing's identity. Hearing what this new rich Chinese man said, she got into the car without any impatience and began to lead the way.

Looking at the eye-catching red Porsche in front of him, Xia Jingxing didn't think there was anything wrong with it, because Yu An'an was a gold broker in the San Francisco Bay Area. Many wealthy Chinese from Hong Kong, Macau, Taiwan, mainland China, and even Singapore, Malaysia and other regions had bought from this woman. house.

If you are at the top of an industry, your income will not be less.

The houses that Yu An'an brought Xia Jingxing and the two to look at were not small in size, often ranging from a few hundred square meters to thousands of square meters, and this was just the floor area of ​​the house.

If you count the open space, the area has reached several thousand square meters.

After visiting a villa, the foreign girl took Xia Jingxing's hand and whispered to the side.

"The area is too big! It will drive people crazy when it is cleaned!"

Although Christina has had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child, she still has a small Texas farmer's thinking in her bones, and she doesn't think about "opening your mouth for clothes and reaching out for food".

"Who told you to clean it? With the cleaning work, Facebook's valuation may increase by one million."

Xia Jingxing thought it was a bit funny, although Facebook was valued at tens of billions of dollars, but there was no trace of getting rich after the foreign girl.

It is extremely difficult to maintain a calm mind in the face of huge wealth.

"You mean to hire a servant?"

Yang Niu asked first, then shook her head violently, "I'm not used to suddenly having an extra person in my family, it feels weird."

"You seem to have hired a servant?"

What kind of family is a foreign girl? After all these years, Xia Jingxing has already understood it very clearly.

Although the family is a big rancher, most of the assets are concentrated on the family land, and there is not much cash.

From childhood to adulthood, in terms of basic food and clothing, there is no shortage of foreign girls.

But to hire a servant, the foreign girl's family is not that rich yet.

And her mother is a full-time housewife, so she doesn't have to hire a servant to do housework.

"It's just the two of us living in such a big house, it's too spacious and not cozy enough."

Xia Jingxing smiled "haha", "You have seven or eight children, isn't it exciting?"

The foreign girl gave Xia Jingxing a blank look, but she was still stubborn: "It's okay to change the house, but it can't be too big, and those with more than 10,000 square feet can be directly ruled out.

If you really want to change it, consider the one within 5,000 square feet. "

Xia Jingxing felt that the Chinese people wanted big houses, the bigger the better, and the love for the land was engraved in the bones of the farming nation.

The land area of ​​the foreign girl's house is too wide, so she probably thinks differently.

So Xia Jingxing no longer insisted, nodded, "That's fine, you choose, whichever suit you like, we will decide which one."

Yu An'an didn't come over, and pretended to look at the scenery not far away, but his ears were already pricked up.

She vaguely heard a few words, it seemed that the red-haired girl thought the house was too big, which drove her crazy, and there is such a stupid woman?

The lower the transaction price of the house, the lower the commission for these real estate agents.

When she suddenly received a call from Xia Jingxing, she was extremely excited, knowing that a big buyer had arrived.

As a result, that's it?

"Ms. Yu, show us a set with an area of ​​less than 500 square meters!"

Xia Jingxing pulled the foreign girl and walked towards the manager, making new demands as he walked.

When Yu Anan heard it, he knew something was wrong.

Soon, she had an idea: "Does Christina have a ranch at home? I have a house here, and you are absolutely satisfied after reading it."

Yu Anan looked at the two of them and continued, "Because you can raise cattle, horses, and sheep!"

When the foreign girl heard this, her eyes lit up, she was interested in this, and couldn't help asking: "Where are you talking about?"

"It's not far from here, and it's still within the city limits of Palo Alto."

Yu Anan smiled and said, "If you want to visit, I can take you there right now."

"Then please take us to have a look!"

Before Xia Jingxing could speak, Yang Niu agreed first.

Xia Jingxing frowned, raising cattle and horses? Still in Silicon Valley where every inch of land is expensive? How heartless is it to do such a thing?

But seeing the happy face of the foreign girl, it is not easy for him to settle this kind of economic account.

With a wave of his hand, he signaled Yu Anan to lead the way.

The female agent was laughing until her neck was cracked, and drove away happily.

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