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Chapter 117 The bed is yours and the mattress is mine(1/6)

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Manager Wang stood respectfully at the door, looking at Boss Zou on the sofa in the mansion with a professional smile.

This is Manager Wang's big customer.

Boss Zou made the greatest contribution to Lianjia’s sales championship last year.

Boss Zou is very rich and has a wide range of investments. As an intermediary, Manager Wang naturally likes to deal with such rich bosses. If you have any investment projects in shops and residences, please contact Boss Zou.

If people are happy and use the spare money they have to invest, a shop or a house is only worth a few dollars to them, and if they just take it, it will be a performance for Manager Wang.

Rich people are very keen on investing.

Manager Wang recommended several investment projects to Boss Zou, including: this house, Guanlanting Villa, two shops opposite Wanda Plaza, and a house in the old city that is about to be demolished, which Boss Zou obtained from the demolition

According to the news, I asked Manager Wang to help negotiate a dozen sets of storefronts in advance.

More than a dozen facades were demolished by the government and replaced with new ones. Their value is self-evident.

The current annual rent for the two shops opposite Wanda Plaza is more than 3 million yuan, which can be recovered in a few years.

The money of the rich is like a snowball, growing more and more. The gap between the rich and the poor is getting wider and wider. Manager Wang becomes more and more respectful when facing the rich, and the smile on his face becomes more and more flattering.

At this time, I came here specifically to say hello and recommend shop investment to Boss Zou, also to strive for performance for myself.

"Which shop?"

Zou Qianqian sat on the sofa, put down her coffee, and continued to enjoy sunbathing. Qianqian slid her fingers across the screen to play Xiaoxiaole.

A conversation between a capitalist and a worker.

Yes, Zou Qianqian is a capitalist, and rich people are capitalists.

Manager Wang, a migrant worker, would not be so conceited as to think that Boss Zou’s high profile would hurt his humble heart. No, rich people are really arrogant. After all, they are not of the same class. They serve the rich and serve them.

Rich people invest, rich people make money and invest, and they get a little commission, which is very equal.

"The entire first floor of Hope Building, Section 3, Yuanxi Road, was mortgaged by the developer to the contractor, who had to pay wages, so he had no choice but to sell it. The price was 80 million. There was room for negotiation, but the full payment was required. We were in a hurry to pay.

salary."

Manager Wang stood at the door and reported.

"Hope Building..." Zou Qianqian calmly played the mini game and thought for a while, "Oh... I remembered it. I took a look when I passed by that day. The surrounding area has not yet become popular, and the price is still so high. I don't have the money to buy it.

I'm sorry."

"Boss Zou is really good at joking."

"Not interested, money is tight recently, so I won't buy it."

"Uh... Okay, sorry to bother you, if Boss Zou needs anything, just give me a call, Xiao Wang."

Zou Qianqian nodded in response.

"I went over and there were clients looking at the house."

"What customer."

Zou Qianqian said lightly, and Manager Wang immediately understood the meaning - rich people care about neighborhood relations, especially who their neighbors are, which affects whether they will continue to stay here or sell their houses.

Rich people have many houses. If they have a disagreement with their neighbors or don't like them, they won't quarrel. They will either live in the house or rent it out or sell it to make money.

It can be said that rich people are hypocritical. They are hypocritical because they are willful and will not wrong themselves.

"Don't worry, Boss Zou, the person who comes to see the house is a young man."

"Whose young master is this?"

East Lake One is a local high-end real estate, and the people who live here are the top local wealthy people.

"I don't know who the young master is from. Anyway, I just heard in the group that he is a big local internet celebrity."

"Internet celebrity? What Internet celebrity?"

"Lin Xianyu."

Zou Qianqian's finger paused on the screen, then she said "Oh" and continued playing the game.

"Boss Zou, I'll go over first, and I'll close the door for you."

"No need to turn it off. Aunt Liu will come back after throwing away the garbage. Just leave it on like this."

"OK, all right."

Manager Wang turned back to 2302.

Zou Qianqian was still sitting on the sofa playing Xiaoxiaole, and the voice of Manager Wang lobbying Lin Xianyu in room 2302 came to her ears.

It's true, he's the man whose mouth I bit.

I just don’t know when I will come back?



2302.

Lin Xian walked around and returned to the living room.

"What do you think, Mr. Lin?"

"This set is not bad, I am very satisfied."

"Then how about this, I call the landlord?"

"Don't worry, let's look at two more houses. Where else are they?"

"There's another set up there, 2401, I'll take you to see it."

"OK."

The two walked out of 2302, Manager Wang locked the door, and Lin Xian walked straight to the elevator without even looking at 2301. What's so nice about other people's homes?

Zou Qianqian glanced at the door from the corner of her eye and saw Lin Xian walking through the door of her house with her hands in her pockets.

Haha... Now that I have become a big internet celebrity, I am going to become a big brother. It’s so aloof.

I couldn't help but scream in my heart, so I wouldn't take the initiative to call him.



Lin Xian and Manager Wang were chatting about the house at the elevator. Manager Wang saw that Lin Xianyu really liked this community and was a prospective customer who wanted to buy a house.

"Mr. Lin's approximate budget?"

"I really haven't thought about the budget. I like the first thing."

"Yes, yes, money can't buy it. I like it, right?"

Manager Wang followed Lin Xian's thinking and reconsidered.

But I said in my heart: Only rich people dare to say this. How dare ordinary people put [like] in the first place? Price is the first place.

This house costs nearly five million, and Lin Xianyu's expression is as calm as when Boss Zou bought the house - it feels like the house is not a home, but just a commodity in their eyes.

Ding~ The elevator door is coming.

"Huh?"

Aunt Liu who walked out first recognized Lin Xian at the door.

"Lin Xian, why are you here?"

"Who are you……"

Lin Xian felt familiar, but didn't know where he had seen it before.

"I am the nanny of the Qianqian family."

"Oh...Aunt Liu."

Only then did Lin Xian realize that it was this aunt who helped wash the dishes last time she made desserts in Guanlanting.

Aunt Liu has been working in the Zou family for almost 30 years. Zou Qianqian came to Qin City without bringing anything with her, so she brought Aunt Liu with her.

"Aunt Liu, why are you here?"

"Qianqian has a suite here. Aren't you here to find Qianqian?"

Aunt Liu thought Lin Xian knew that Zou Qianqian was staying at No. 1 East Lake today.

"No, I came to see the room. I didn't expect Qianqian to have a room here."

"Yes, 2301 is hers."

Manager Wang next to him said: "Mr. Lin, do you still know Boss Zou?"

Now the fake fans are exposed.

Zou Qianqian is Lin Xianyu's rumored girlfriend.

"Hehehe..." Aunt Liu smiled, "I thought you were here to find Qianqian, Qianqian... Qianqian, look who I met..."

Aunt Liu shouted several times into the house.
To be continued...
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