Zhang Jin followed Zhou Peimin's words and came to the nearby coffee shop to take a rest. In addition to him, there were several visitors in this coffee shop who seemed to have the same purpose.

When other visitors saw him walking in, they all looked at him appraisingly, but they quickly looked away and went to chat and play on their mobile phones. No one came to chat.

I don’t know if it’s because they think Zhang Jin is not a competitor, or because they are just visiting today and no one has such a strong sense of competition.

After waiting in the coffee shop for about thirty minutes, Zhou Peimin walked in to greet everyone.

"I'm sorry to keep you all waiting for so long. Everyone has arrived and it's exactly ten o'clock. Let's set out together to visit the old bungalow today."

Everyone in the coffee shop stood up one after another. Zhang Jin took a quick glance and found that there were eight visitors in total today, including two couples. In other words, including himself, there were only seven interested parties. In the end, the actual purchasers were the competitors.

Probably less than half.

Zhou Peimin led the crowd from the front through the small alley next to the coffee shop, away from the main road with traffic, and the environment suddenly became much quieter. On both sides were six-story buildings built in the 1980s and 1990s.

A unique style at the end of the last century. On the community wall composed of stone bricks and iron fences, many branches, leaves and flowers protrude from the gaps, like naughty children teasing passers-by.

Everyone walked along the small alley for almost a hundred meters, turned a corner and arrived at their destination.

"This is the old house we are going to visit today, Lin's former residence." Zhou Peimin stood at the door and unlocked it and said.

Zhang Jin raised his head and looked around. This old foreign-style house had red tiles and white walls, a pointed roof, semi-oval black iron-framed windows, and a white lightly printed curtain behind the lattice glass windows.

Through the fence of the gate, you can see a large number of plants in the yard. In the center of the yard, there are several towering old trees with lush branches and leaves, providing a shade. There are no flowers in the garden, leaving only wild weeds and long grass.

They all cover both sides of the gravel road.

Bang! Squeak——

Zhou Peimin unlocked the printed black iron door, reached through the gap in the fence and pulled the iron latch behind the door, pushed the door open, then turned to everyone and said, "Everyone, please come in."

After actually walking into the yard of this old foreign-style house, Zhang Jin saw clearly how messy the garden was. There were not only weeds in the flower bed, but also accumulated fallen leaves, some of which were rotten and mixed with soil.

After passing through the yard, Zhou Peimin took everyone into the old foreign-style house to visit. While he popularized architectural aesthetics to everyone, he also talked about the cultural history of the old foreign-style house.

The humanistic and historical stories of Lin's former residence are relatively ordinary, with almost no attraction.

The Lin family fled to Southeast Asia after the war and experienced various hardships. Their descendants achieved some success in Malay. They needed funds to return to their hometown for development, so they planned to sell this old house.

This old bungalow is not the work of a famous architect. The architectural layout is quite regular, so in the eyes of professional investors, the investment value is not high.

However, even if the investment value is not high, it is still an old house after all, and no one will give up buying it as an investment if possible.

The upper and lower floors of Lin's former residence are nearly 300 square meters, and the tour was completed in less than half an hour.

"That's the end of my introduction. You can walk around and visit as you like. If you have any questions, you can come to me. I'll be waiting in the lobby on the first floor." Zhou Peimin announced with a smile.

Everyone immediately dispersed and went to explore the places they were interested in.

Zhang Jin did not do the same as others, but walked out of the door to the yard outside the house, and walked along the gravel path in the garden around the old house. It was not that he had any special views, it was mainly because he was free.

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Instead of chatting with those competitors inside who don't talk to you, it's better to breathe more fresh air outside.

Half an hour later, Zhou Peimin led everyone away from Lin's former residence. On the way back, he told everyone the seller's intended price, which was about 150 million.

"Haha, Manager Zhou is joking, 1.5 billion to buy the old house here? If I have this money, I might as well buy Gong's Garden!" A middle-aged man in his forties laughed and opened a folding fan for himself

Fanned.

"That is to say, how can it be so expensive? The descendants of the Lin family have just returned from abroad and do not understand the market. Manager Zhou, please remind them more so that they don't lose the house and cannot sell it!" said a middle-aged lady!

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The words of the two people immediately caused other people to agree with each other, and they all said that the price was too exaggerated.

"Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely pass on everyone's suggestions to Mr. Lin." Zhou Peimin said with a smile.

Everyone talked again and again, and then they dispersed.

After bidding farewell to the others, Zhou Peimin turned to look at Zhang Jin aside: "Mr. Zhang, is there anything else you want to consult?"

"Manager Zhou, you are a sensible person. No one will buy it at a price of 1.5 billion. The tax and land transfer fee alone will cost 20 million, plus the cost of renovation and regularization, even if it is a specialty

Investors in old bungalows also need to think carefully.”

Zhang Jin smiled and said, "I'm just a newbie who has just come into contact with old bungalows. However, according to the information I collected, an ordinary old bungalow like Lin's former residence has a construction area of ​​nearly 300 square meters and a yard of similar size.

The market price is usually about 300,000 per square meter, which is a total price of 100 million."

Zhou Peimin said noncommittally: "What does Mr. Zhang mean?"

"One hundred and twenty million, the price I can accept. If the seller, Mr. Lin, insists on asking for a price higher than this price, Manager Zhou doesn't have to bother to inform me."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, I understand."

"Thank you. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." After Zhang Jin finished speaking, he turned and left.

After leaving Zhou Peimin, Zhang Jin went to a nearby street parking lot. Before he could walk in, he saw a group of people surrounding his convertible, holding up mobile phones and selfie sticks, seemingly taking pictures.

Zhang Jin slowed down and waited for a while, and found that the group of people seemed to have no intention of leaving, so he walked over with a slight frown. After walking in, he vaguely heard the voices of the men and women, who seemed to be live broadcasting, probably outdoor anchors

some type of.

These male and female outdoor anchors were all focused on the live broadcast, and they didn't notice Zhang Jin until he walked in.

One of them took a look at Zhang Jin, who was wearing a gray T-shirt, a plaid shirt, jeans and white sneakers, all of which were popular, so he smiled and said, "Brother, are you here to take pictures?"

"I don't take pictures." Zhang Jin waved his hand to deny.

"Oh, so you're here to take a look? Do you know the brand of this car? Aston Martin DBS, you haven't heard of it!" the man said with a smile.

Zhang Jin was a little surprised. It was not surprising that he could recognize the Aston Martin brand, but it was a bit strange to know that it was a DBS model. You must know that this car is far less well-known than the Vantage and DB11, and its sales volume is even lower.

, ranking almost at the bottom among mainstream sports car sales.

Seeing the surprise on his face, the man smiled smugly and said: "Actually, this convertible supercar is very popular abroad, but domestic consumers only know about Obenma and Bofa Niu. It's too vulgar.

I don’t understand the classicness and chicness of this British car at all. I bought this car just to reflect my unique taste. After all, I’m tired of driving the Mercedes-Benz BMW.”

Suddenly, a female anchor who was dressed in a very artistic and fresh style came over from the side. She held up her selfie stick and cell phone and interrupted: "Brother Jia, come and say hello to the water friends in the live broadcast room!"

"Hi! Hello everyone! I just took you to visit the old house cafe run by my family. Later we will take you to go shopping in my Aston Martin sports car, okay! If you like it, please follow

Wave 666, don’t stop giving gifts! Thank you Mr. Bi for the gift! No problem, Mr. Bi, I will open the convertible and take everyone for a ride later!”

"Thank you Mr. Bi! Thank you!" the female anchor said in a cooing voice.

After saying these words, the male anchor named Jia Ge left the camera and said to Zhang Jin: "Brother, if you don't want to take pictures, then leave first, we have something to do here."

"You are busy with your business, then I will leave first." Zhang Jin nodded, "By the way, please give way."

"What?" Jia Ge was a little confused, "The sidewalk is over there, and we are not your road."

"But you blocked the car."

Zhang Jin pointed at the female anchors who were broadcasting live from the front of the car, and then in full view of everyone, he took out the car key from his pocket and unlocked it, then opened the door and got into the cab.

There was a sound of engine starting, and several female anchors who were stunned at the front of the car also reacted and stepped aside.

Seeing that no one was blocking him, Zhang Jin drove away, leaving only a few dumbfounded figures in the rearview mirror.

In the next few days, Zhang Jin cooperated with Xiaoyue to register the car while waiting for Zhou Peimin to contact him.

Another week passed, and the convertible sports car had its license plate registered, but there was no movement from the old house. I don’t know whether the seller didn’t plan to sell it, or the price was 1.2 billion higher, so he was not notified.

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Zhang Jin is not impatient. As long as Zhou Peimin doesn't take the initiative to look for him, he will not take the initiative to look for him.

The sale of an old house is not something that happens overnight. It involves hundreds of millions of funds, and it is not unusual for it to take three to five months.

Investment in old houses here has been temporarily stranded, but stock funds on the other side are progressing smoothly.

After Zhang Jin got the reliable financial institution recommended by Lei Qiu after asking his elder sister, he found time to consult and inquire about it. After comprehensively comparing several companies and institutions, he finally decided to sign a contract with one of the companies of Haina Financial Investment.

A sum of 100 million yuan was handed over to them for investment and trading, and the contract was signed with a guaranteed return.

After deducting this amount, there was still about 460 million left in his account.

After thinking for a long time, he transferred a few million to Lei Qiu, treating it as an investment in the other party's game studio.

As for my parents, even though they are just ordinary demolished households, 20 million is enough for my parents to live a colorful old age, and whether I give them money or not is not that important.

And to be honest, based on his understanding of his mother, he would definitely nag about the use of giving money. It would be better to give it to a daughter-in-law and grandson, so as not to be too boring. Every day he is not dancing in the square, playing mahjong or listening to his father playing suona.

It’s so annoying!

During this time, Zhang Jin also learned a lot about his family’s situation from WeChat Moments and the people who love each other as a family. His father’s life after retirement was really exciting. He also reached new heights in playing the suona and became the stage performer of the elderly performance team in a nearby square.

Zhuzi often competes with my mother's square dance team for the right to control the square's voice.

The senior performance team and the senior square dance team often fight each other. If they don't agree, they will perform an impromptu head-banging with musical instruments. The whole thing is quite passionate!

Seeing such a colorful life in his later years, Zhang Jin felt dumbfounded for his parents and at the same time felt relieved!

At least they are not like other retired old people who stay at home all day with nothing to do, urging their children to get married and have children and grandchildren. They give young people who are almost crushed by the blessings of work to let go of the last moment of stress that is crushing their nerves.

Root straw.

But now Zhang Jin can be considered wealthy and free, and the blessings of work are not his turn, but the existence of the system makes him hesitant to go out to find a girlfriend.

The half-month break passed quickly. One night, after drinking and celebrating with Lei Qiu and the members of his studio, Zhang Jin received the latest dungeon challenge from the system.
To be continued...