The Richest Man Yang Fei

Even if it is a small apartment, the sales performance of this real estate is not outstanding.

The wage level in southern provinces is generally not high. Ordinary cadres and workers do not eat or drink. It takes more than ten years to buy a small-sized house. The average family cannot afford it. What they look forward to is the welfare housing provided by the unit.

Those who can buy a small-sized commercial house are not lucky or expensive, and they belong to the group of people who get rich first.

A small two-bedroom house of 50 square meters, and a small three-bedroom house of 80 square meters.

Yang Fei thinks it's a bit small, and he is considering whether to buy two sets on the same floor, and then get through to decorate together.

At this time, the staff introduced: "Comrade, we still have a batch of villas, which are large in size and expensive, more than twice the price of buildings."

"How big is the area?" Yang Fei felt as if he had found a treasure.

He didn't ask the price, because he knew very well that in this day and age, no matter how expensive your housing price is, how expensive can it be?

"The villa has two floors, four bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms, and a kitchen. The floor area of ​​each floor is 308 square meters, and the price per square meter is 1,680. The front and rear gardens are free."

The staff felt that the area was important, but the selling price was even more important. When she mentioned the selling price, she felt very unconfident and felt that she was simply stealing other people's money.

Ordinary workers, with a monthly salary of only 300 yuan, do not eat or drink, and save for more than half a year, it is enough to buy a square meter!

A large villa of a few hundred square meters costs more than half a million yuan, and ordinary people have to save for two lifetimes.

Yang Fei was not moved. In the next ten years, the housing price would not change much. It would not be worthwhile to simply invest.

Moreover, the villas in the city center are actually not good. It is equivalent to being exposed to the eyes of others, surrounded by countless people on high-rise buildings all day long, without any privacy at all, it is better to live in a quiet building.

Just when he was hesitating, a woman who was looking at the house next to him had been paying attention to him. At this moment, she looked at him and asked, "Comrade, I have a four-bedroom apartment of 160 square meters for sale. It is a fund-raising house for the unit." , it’s Banlou, it’s from 1991, do you want to consider it?”

She thought Yang Fei couldn't afford a villa, and she thought the new house was too small, so she asked this question.

Yang Fei had a thought, the fund-raising house in 1991 has such a large area, it's not bad to buy it as a dormitory.

He asked, "Sister, where is the room you mentioned?"

In this day and age, people who can afford to live in a four-bedroom house are definitely powerful, whether they are the top leaders of the unit, or the big leaders of the factory, at least cadres above the division level, and they have to be in a good unit.

"You know Xijiang Primary School, right? It's not far from here. It's only two stops by bus. If you walk, it takes about 20 minutes." Fei deliberately said, "There are only three people in my family. The house is too big, so it's not suitable. I want to sell the house and buy a small three-bedroom house in this community. It's just right."

Yang Fei made up what she said, and asked, "Is it opposite Wanhua Building?"

"Yes, it's over there, just across the road from Wanhua Building."

"Miss, can I see the room?"

"Okay, I can take you to see the room now."

She said to the staff in the sales office: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I'll come to see this room another day."

The one named Xiaoyu smiled and said, "It's okay, Miss Wan, you can come anytime."

Yang Fei came out with Sister Wan and asked, "Are you driving?"

"I can call here."

"Then take my car."

Yang Fei invited her into the car and asked, "I heard they call you Miss Wan, so I'll call you Miss Wan too."

"It's all right. My name is Wan Aimin, little brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Yang Fei."

"Looking at you, you don't look like someone who works in a unit. Are you your own boss?"

"Sister Wan is really good at seeing people. After I graduated from technical secondary school, I was assigned to the Southern Daily Chemical Factory.

Now come out and do a little business. "

"Business is good. In the unit, there are a few dead wages, and there is no money to buy a house."

The community where Wan Aimin's house is located is hidden under a tall sycamore tree. There is an elementary school between Wanhua Road and away from the main road, making it seem more quiet.

There was a guard at the door, and when he saw a strange vehicle, he didn't let it go.

Wan Aimin poked his head out and shouted, "Old Gu, it's me."

The doorman was in his fifties, and his eyes were above the roof. When he saw Wan Aimin, he immediately smiled, nodded and let Yang Fei in.

Yang Fei further confirmed his conjecture that this Miss Wan must either become an official herself or be a bully.

Although there are no signs near the community, Yang Fei can feel that this is a family area of ​​a large unit.

There was no one in Wan Aimin's house, so she took Yang Fei to look inside and out.

Yang Fei noticed that there were several photos on the table in her study. The man in the photo was wearing a police uniform. It was a wedding photo. He looked very young, and his current status could not be guessed from his police rank.

However, Yang Fei knew that this was definitely not the family area of ​​the Municipal Public Security Bureau, could it be the provincial department?

When he saw the guard's attire, he suddenly realized that this was the newly built family room of the Provincial Department.

Wan Aimin said: "If you like it, I won't move the furniture here, it's a gift for you."

Yang Fei said with a smile: "Then I got a big deal. Does the fund-raising house have a property right certificate? I heard that it takes many years to transfer from public to private."

Wan Aimin said: "This is the house from the year before last. There was no title certificate at first. Because we want to resell it, we got the title certificate in advance."

Yang Fei thought to himself, the regulations are dead, as long as people have the right, they can get everything in advance.

The two negotiated the price, and Yang Fei thought it was acceptable, and spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy such a big house.

Wan Aimin also thinks it is a good deal, selling the old house that is not suitable, and can move into a high-end commercial housing complex.

Yang Fei couldn't find the identity of Wan Aimin's husband face to face, so he said, "Sister Wan, do you want to discuss it with your family?"

"No, it's been discussed a long time ago. If you think it's appropriate, you can sign the contract at any time."

"Then at night, I will withdraw the money and sign the contract."

In the evening, her husband should be at home.

Before evening, at six o'clock in the evening, Yang Fei went to Wan Aimin's house with the money.

The gate guard only saw Yang Fei once, and he remembered him, maybe because he remembered his eye-catching red off-road vehicle, and let him go as soon as he saw him.

Although he only came once, Yang Fei found the doorway accurately, came to her house, and knocked on the door.

It was a little girl who opened the door. She was about ten years old with pink make-up. She wore long double ponytails and a pink princess dress. She was as cute as a princess in a fairy tale.

"Uncle, who are you looking for?"

"Little sister, are your parents at home? I'm Yang Fei."

The names of the two are a bit confusing, but after listening to each other, they don't think there is any difference.

Wan Aimin smiled inside and said, "Comrade Yang Fei is here, please come in."

Following the voice, she had already walked to the door and asked Yang Fei to enter the room.

"Jiang Ziqiang, come out." Wan Aimin called to the study.

"What's the matter? I'm busy!" Following the words, a slightly bald middle-aged man walked out with a big belly.