All the houses were sold out in less than an hour.
Its hot scene opened the eyes of all the people of Chang'an.
In the afternoon of that day, people who bought houses began to move into the cement bungalow community.
I heard that in order to welcome the landlords to move in, some property management companies even gave each household a bag of rice.
People outside are envious.
The people inside were very satisfied.
Something else came out in the afternoon. I heard that someone bought a house for sixty taels of silver in the morning and sold it for a high price of one hundred taels of silver in the afternoon.
When a house changed hands, I made forty taels immediately.
That’s money that many people can’t make in several years!
Now some people are really jealous. They didn’t expect that buying a house can make so much money.
Everyone is regretting why they didn’t queue up, why didn’t they have such luck?
That night, some people didn't believe it and went to ask around.
As a result, two or three more houses were resold, and they also made dozens of taels of silver.
The news spread like a tide, and the community housing built in the city became the focus.
When there are no more houses in the community in front of them, people's attention will naturally turn to the next round of sales.
The circulation of these houses was obviously operated by Bai Song himself.
The left hand turns to the right hand, and it is a play.
After experiencing this house sale, Zhang Liang was completely convinced by Bai Song.
After months of being on tenterhooks, I finally felt a little calmer.
After the property sales event was over, Mr. Zhang forced Bai Song to come to his house as a guest, set up a banquet, and the two of them sat across from each other to celebrate.
Zhang Liang was very happy. He held up his wine glass and praised Bai Song repeatedly: "Bai Song, Bai Song, no wonder you have always been confident. It turns out that you have thought of a backup plan a long time ago! Where did you find so many people to line up? How did you think of that?
A scene where the left hand takes over the right hand?"
Bai Song explained with a smile: "As long as you have the intention, think hard, and prepare carefully, there is nothing you can't accomplish. Those are just some small means to stimulate the market and cannot be put on the table. And today is the first day of our long march of thousands of miles.
One shot..."
"The first shot of the Long March?"
"Well...it means that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."
"Oh, I understand. I just can't relax yet. Today's sale is only the smallest real estate in the city."
Bai Song nodded: "Yes, now people's eyes are fixed on the next real estate opening. I wonder how long we will have to wait for the next place?"
Asked about the progress, Zhang Liang was much clearer than Bai Song, and immediately said: "In five days, there will be a piece of land near the imperial city in the north of the city, with more than 1,700 suites. It is one of our largest slum areas."
"Five days later..." Bai Song frowned slightly, "He remembered that there was a large piece of land there, but he didn't expect that it would be built recently."
Zhang Liang said: "That is a piece of land under the emperor's nose. It must be completed as quickly as possible. We must leave a good impression on the emperor."
"In this case, the next opening should be more grand."
"Bai Song, what are your plans now?" As he said that, Zhang Liang was still a little worried. After all, today's property sales were just a test, and the next one would be the real deal.
Bai Song still looked relaxed and at ease, pointing to his brain: "Don't worry, it's all pretending here."
"By the way, what did you say before about taking out a loan to buy a house to meet the housing needs of some people who don't have enough cash? What do you think about this? I have seen today's situation. Most people are willing to buy a house, but without exception they think it is too expensive.
Yes. I think it would be better if I could get a loan to buy a house."
Hearing this, Bai Song frowned slightly.
It is indeed his suggestion to buy a house with a loan, and it is feasible to a certain extent.
But Bai Song has always been hesitant about this matter. Not all modern business logic can be applied today.
Although taking out a loan to buy a house can meet the needs of some people who want to buy a house, it will also increase the debt of the people.
In a world where many people cannot afford to have enough food and clothing, excessive debt will cause many problems.
Can Datang’s economic development keep up with the pressure placed on people by mortgage loans?
Bai Song didn't dare to gamble.
If this matter is not handled well, it will arouse public resentment.
In addition to making money by building houses, Bai Song's original intention was to benefit people's livelihood. He couldn't just ignore everything by raising housing prices.
Everything must move forward steadily.
Bai Song shook his head: "We'll talk about this later. There's no need to think about it now."
This time it was Zhang Liang's turn to be puzzled. He looked puzzled: "Why? I hear your idea very well. It's a good idea."
"There are many rich people in Chang'an. The 10,000 houses we have here are enough to sell for a while in Chang'an, a city with a population of 80,000. We don't have to be so anxious to clear out the houses in our hands. According to my estimation, as more and more people
A large number of immigrants have entered Chang'an. In recent years, Chang'an's population will have grown tremendously. By then, with these houses in our hands, we will be able to earn more."
Zhang Liang seemed to understand: "If you don't talk about the population of Chang'an, I still don't know how many houses there are. Listening to what you say, can our 10,000 houses be sold out? How can you be sure that the population of Chang'an will be the same in recent years?
What about growth?”
"Visibility and intuition can make people's minds more open. I trust my own judgment and there will be no problem with these 10,000 houses."
Bai Song's vision was too long-term. Zhang Liang was ashamed of this and could not say more, but he also expressed his support.
After saying that, the two looked at each other, smiled, and continued drinking.
Behind the door, Zhang Yuhan poked out a pair of eyes and watched secretly.
Seeing Mr. Bai chatting happily with his father, he felt happy in his heart. Unfortunately, it was not convenient for him to appear there on such an occasion.
Thinking about it, Zhang Yuhan quietly retreated.
…
More than 400,000 taels of silver have been invested in the entire slum renovation plan.
It is expected to add 10,000 housing units.
Based on the estimated house prices starting today, the average price per house is sixty taels.
It can recover 600,000 taels of capital.
Based on the profit rate of ordinary commodities, a profit of 50% is already quite generous.
But for real estate, this kind of income is definitely not enough.
First of all, the existing investment does not represent the final investment. In addition to planned investment, such a huge industry also has unexpected investment.
Costs are difficult to calculate accurately.
After putting so much effort into such a big project, countless people are waiting to eat.
If you don’t make more money, you won’t be able to cope with changes that may occur at any time in the future.
For the next round of sales of nearly 2,000 houses, we must be more prepared.
Otherwise, all the efforts made today will be in vain, and the housing prices in Chang'an City have already started to show signs of fire.
In the next round, Bai Song will pour a ladle of oil on the flames.
The real estate in Chang'an City must be made popular.
