Gujiao is a third-tier city, and a resource-based city with minerals as its pillar industry.

With the depletion of mineral resources and the long-term decline in domestic mineral prices, the economy of Gujiao City gradually declined.

The development zone is in the worst situation. Not only are there many unfinished projects, but the vacancy rate in the community is also relatively high, and housing prices have been stagnant for nearly a year and a half.

Wang Yan’s target is small shops near Xiawa Village.

Xiawa Village will be demolished sooner or later. There is only such a urban village in the entire XC District. It has reasons for the need to be demolished in terms of emotion and reason, and the appearance of the city.

Once it is really demolished, Wang Yan’s parents plan to buy back the new community, and they are hard to leave their hometown, so they are reluctant to leave the Feng Shui of Xiawa Village.

So buying a shop nearby is a killing two birds with one stone.

Before demolition, you can find a living for your parents, and you can enjoy appreciation after demolition.

There are small shops of more than 10,000 square meters everywhere in several nearby streets, with an average price of about 10,000 yuan, which is completely within Wang Yan's tolerance.

Take a walk around, go to the nearby agents, and find the target quickly.

Just south of Xiawa Village, crossing a road, there is a row of bottom shops, with a width of over 20 square meters, 3-long and 8-inch square apartments.

Xiawa Village is now deserted, and those shops can only do half a street business, one by one, and many of them are dying. Many of the shops have words for sale on their faces.

Wang Yan was happy and felt that it was just right for his home situation.

Even if you don’t do business, it will be a waste. Just treat it as a gift for your parents. If you really have no luck in Xiawa Village for ten years, you will admit that you have lost money.

How much money is it?

After making up his mind, Wang Yan called a sales phone number directly.

When the homeowner heard that someone wanted to buy it, he was so anxious that he rode a small electric bike to kill him in less than 5 minutes.

The guy has a bad temper. Seeing Wang Yan's age, he looked at his big vest, big shorts, flip-flops, and put down his face on the spot.

"You want to buy a house?"

Wang Yan was so angry that he wanted to pull his pants down, revealing his pants, and pointing out his logo: Brand! Do you see it? Who do you look down on?

Of course, the situation was not so bad. Wang Yan calmly raised his right hand and pointed at the shop: "Are those two shops yours?"

Fruit 6 is not that powerful, but at least it can prove that Wang Yan is not as bad as he looks and is not here to spend time.

The owner looked much better and nodded: "Yes, it's all mine. When the demolition was brought back, I didn't want the house behind me. I wanted two more shops, but I was so sorry!"

Oh, what a brother who made his fortune by demolition?

No wonder he is so rough.

Realizing that the other party’s experience and ability may not be stronger than that of him, Wang Yan felt confident and asked directly: “How much do you plan to sell for it?”

"300,000!" The bearded homeowner blurted out.

If these two shops were replaced from the north to the south of the community, no one would want them 300,000,000, not to mention 400,000.

Now...

“200,000.”

Wang Yan cut down one-third of the time he opened his mouth, using his valuable experience in street stalls for many years.

The bearded homeowner was about to get angry when he glared at him.

Is it too harsh to cut?

Wang Yan felt it seemed a bit too much, so he quickly added: "I want both rooms!"

The owner's face was gentler and shook his head: "That's not OK. How could you buy a house like this? Do you think it's buying cabbage? At least 280,000!"

It seems that this is also a person who is not good at doing business, and the price reduction is too easy.

Wang Yan started to fight to the death. It didn’t matter how much he would continue to grind, but the important thing was the process.

When the mill was about 9 o'clock, the single room became 270,000 yuan, and the two rooms were added with one 530,000 yuan.

The two shops, one selling spicy hot pot and the other making lunch boxes, were almost calm, and the bearded man insisted on pulling Wang Yan in to see the house.

It was time for Wang Yan to go home to read the book, and waved his hand to refuse: "Let's read it tomorrow, tomorrow!"

In fact, there is basically no difference between 270,000 and 240,000.

The days that I used to feel distressed about spending 10 yuan have completely passed, but now I spend all the money from the blood-sucking company, and I don’t feel it at all.

But, the process of bargaining with the owner is very exciting. It is the rare kind of chess-like chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing chess-to-playing

Now I pay for a house. Where can I find such a chubby to exercise myself?

Anyway, it takes a day to upgrade, at most, thanks to the 11520 system money, it doesn’t matter if you have the money from a small loan.

Wang Yan smiled and waved goodbye to the homeowner. Looking at the other person's depressed expression, he felt relieved.

Liu Liudada returned to his home. His father had not finished playing mahjong, but his mother was at home.

"Son, I will total your school entrance banquet. How about it on the 8th? It's Saturday."

"Okay, I have no objection."

"Your father said that he had booked it in Shenglong Pavilion. Just ask me to say Millennium. Shenglong Pavilion is so expensive. Besides, booking it a week in advance, how could there be a place..."

Listening to his mother Wang Xiufang's thoughts, Wang Yan felt a little sad.

My family has never been well-off and has not been able to live. However, there are tuition, house, marriage and other mountains that are under pressure. My mother is always careful in spending a penny and can't bear to spend more money.

The trouble is that Wang Yan now has no reason to spend money to subsidize his family income.

It’s not a good deal if you take too much, but there is no reasonable excuse for you to take too much.

Wang Yan's plan is: when he saves 5 million, he will buy a lottery ticket and give his parents 2 million. The rest will be rude and say that it will be invested, and he will be able to make continuous investments for his parents in the future.

If you really can't receive the lottery, then confess the loan fraud to your parents, and say that you use the loan as capital and start a business, which is very profitable.

Otherwise, there is no way to win the trust of others.

Moreover, investment is a must-do. Now it is 10,000 yuan a day, and in the future it may be 50,000 yuan a day. With such a large amount, the transfer process is safe, but there must be a way out when spending it, right?

Well, let’s talk about the future, and now I still have to squint.

"Mom, I think Millennium is enough, and the food is affordable. Our family has this condition, so there is no need to hold on to face. Besides, I was not admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, just that's the point."

Wang Xiufang looked up in surprise: "Son, aren't you afraid of losing face in front of classmates?"

"Your son has no face to lose!"

Wang Yan laughed and said self-deprecating words, but his tone was not sour and resentful.

"My friends who can make will not look down on me because I am poor now; friends who can't make will go to eat and drink even if they are booked in Dongyuan International, and they will not appreciate it. Mom, don't worry, just millennium!"

Wang Xiufang smiled so hard that she couldn't stop talking: "Okay, okay! Then let's get a thousand-year-old. When your dad comes back, mom will make a list of invitations with him!"

"Okay, I don't have many classmates, it's enough to have two tables. You can do the rest. I'll go read the book."

Wang Yan turned back to the bedroom of the east room. Wang Xiufang looked at her son's back, feeling both surprised and relieved.

My son is sensible, and she is not good at expressing her feelings, and she can’t praise her even if she wants to, but she feels sweet in her heart and feels that life is full of success.

When my son graduated from college and passed the civil service exam, and then talked about a wife, how beautiful would that day be?

She didn't know that Wang Yan's heart was so big.
Chapter completed!