Chapter 187 Buying a Building 【Seeking Monthly Pass】
"Zhao Mingyang, what do you mainly do in Shanghai?" a girl asked.
"Doing marketing, advertising and marketing." Zhao Mingyang didn't want to explain too clearly to them that this industry would still not exist in this city ten years later.
"Did you know? Our former class beauty seems to be married to an older man who is more than ten years older than her."
"Yes, I heard about it too. There is also the former student union president of our high school. Do you know what he did? He was caught and sentenced. He did a very despicable thing and was sentenced to nine years.
He just violated a woman, you really know the person but not the heart..."
Zhao Mingyang listened to a circle of people chatting and gossiping. No one wanted to drink, so they just drank.
Zhou Qiang's son inherited his father's business, and Wu Tong is now a substitute teacher in an elementary school. I heard that he has been trying to find a way to become a full-time teacher. The three girls all work part-time, spending three days fishing and two days working online. They get together to go shopping when they have nothing to do.
People in this circle seem to get together for dinner occasionally, and there are a group of other people who are not free tonight.
After eating and drinking, Zhao Mingyang didn't go to check out. After all, this was Zhou Qiang's shop. He wouldn't let anyone else pay. If he came to eat alone, he would have to pay. Everyone would bring others to spend money if they had something to do.
Zhao Mingyang took out several bottles of perfume from the car and gave them to the three girls, all from Chanel. He also gave two boys belts and wallets, which were gifts from Armani.
"Hold the grass! Zhao Mingyang, you are just as we expected. You are rich, aren't you! This is the Armani I often see in novels. Do you have Versace? Give me some, brother." Zhou Qiang held the belt and smiled.
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"That's necessary. I'll bring you some next time I come back." Zhao Mingyang smiled.
"This car is nice. It's okay. I'm jealous. Don't forget to take me with you when you get rich." Wu Tong said.
After Zhao Mingyang chatted with them for a long time, everyone left. Zhou Qiang's store was busy and Wu Tong had to go to class. Zhao Mingyang sent the three girls home.
The tall and thin man invited Zhao Mingyang to go shopping, but Zhao Mingyang declined.
Zhao Mingyang actually didn't plan to have dinner with these three women. It was mainly because Zhou Qiang made an appointment because Wu Tong liked the tall and thin one and was pursuing her. She didn't agree. Her purpose was actually that Zhou Qiang and Zhao Mingyang had said that they wanted to find someone.
Those who have a mine at home should be rich.
Wu Tong's family had no mine, so Zhou Qiang persuaded Wu Tong to give up, but Wu Tong refused to give up.
Zhao Mingyang felt that it would not be difficult for him to win over this woman, but how on earth would he meet Wu Tong in the future?
Moreover, Zhao Mingyang really didn't want anything to do with this woman. She was a classmate and would never see her again without looking up.
There is no need to ruin yourself just for the sake of a moment of pleasure. The key point is that this girl is indeed good-looking, not that beautiful.
Zhao Mingyang probably didn't want to have anything to do with her after one night with her, which might have ruined his reputation.
Back home, Zhao Mingyang's parents were watching TV in the living room and waiting for Zhao Mingyang.
"You're back, haven't you had a drink?" Mom asked.
"No, let's have a dinner together. Mom and Dad, let me discuss something with you. Dad, please take the time to move your household registration back to the town. I went home and heard from my cousin that the land must be redistributed according to household registration.
Since our family lives in the city, we may not be able to divide the land, so we have to move our household registration back home." Zhao Mingyang said.
When my parents heard this, they really took this matter seriously. Dad said they would go and get it done in two days.
Zhao Mingyang chatted with them for a while and then went back to sleep.
As for his parents, Zhao Mingyang doesn't want to interfere too much in their lives. If they suddenly become rich now, it will disrupt their peaceful life.
Just give your parents a little money regularly and ensure that they don't have to worry about money every day.
"Son, I sorted out all the books you asked me to sort out for you last time. I was so busy that I forgot to send them to you. You just happened to take them back this time," my mother said.
When Zhao Mingyang heard this, he suddenly remembered this matter. Zhao Mingyang hurriedly checked his previous books and diaries.
I really found a diary. Zhao Mingyang flipped through the diary, picked up a pen and started writing overnight. He started to write a diary. He started to make up for it after the college entrance examination. He wrote some things, firstly to sort out his memory, but also to practice calligraphy.
, make up some stories to improve your writing skills.
This is very important. Zhao Mingyang wants to use this to break through the defense and open Xu Qingqing's heart.
Zhao Mingyang really writes hard. Fortunately, the pen holder on the desk in his room has many types of pens, so he can use a different pen to write a few chapters.
Zhao Mingyang didn't dare to stop, because if he stopped, the notes would be the same. If he wrote for a long time, his wrists and fingers would hurt. In this case, the written words would be easily deformed. Zhao Mingyang wanted this effect.
In two hours, Zhao Mingyang almost wrote about some interesting things that happened during his four years in college. He will write about work tomorrow night.
A diary entry should be limited to one hundred words or less. There is not a single true word in the thick diary. Zhao Mingyang has not written any truth since he knew that the diary was going to be checked by the teacher. He is not afraid of his parents peeking into the diary.
Early the next morning, after Zhao Mingyang had breakfast cooked by his mother, he was ready to go see a house.
But before that, Zhao Mingyang made a pot of tea, poured the tea into a watering can, watered the flowers with the small watering can in his hand, sprayed some on the diary he wrote last night, and then separated the pages with chopsticks.
If it's not enough, use pens to separate them and place them under the balcony where the light can shine.
When I came back to collect it in the evening, it almost felt like it had aged.
After everything was settled, he went out to look at houses. His target was very clear, the East District and the New City area.
At this time, the housing prices here are really not expensive, the average price is only 5,000 to 6,000, and it is still a house in an urban school district.
At this time, the housing in good school districts in Shencheng is already more than 100,000 square meters, and the gap is indeed huge.
Of course, the gap between here and Shanghai is also huge. At this time, there were no buildings over 40 floors in this city, but soon there will be hotels over 40 floors, and most of the residential areas are still six floors.
Zhao Mingyang's car stopped at a sales office. The ladies in the sales office were all really good-looking, especially the sales ladies recruited by big developers, who all had requirements for height, appearance, and figure.
Why is this? In fact, just like the female salesmen selling cars in the early days, there were basically no male salesmen selling cars in the early days, because most of the people who bought cars were men. The same goes for selling houses. In the later days, there were men selling cars and houses.
The salesperson introduces to female customers, and the female salesperson introduces to male customers.
Of course, many female salespeople end up becoming the wives or gun carriers of male customers. This is not a secret in this industry.
"Sir, are you planning to buy a wedding house or invest in it?" a beautiful female salesperson looked at Zhao Mingyang and asked.
This was also chosen by Zhao Mingyang himself, and it is indeed the most beautiful thing here.
"Can you show me the area within 100 square meters?" Zhao Mingyang said.
The saleswoman's attitude has changed subtly. People who buy this type of apartment generally don't have much money, and the commission is indeed not as good as that of larger apartments. The most important thing is that at Zhao Mingyang's age, it is not like he can afford it, and his family may decide.
However, the saleswoman still took Zhao Mingyang to the sandbox to look at the model and introduced: "These buildings all have small apartments, ranging from 100 square meters to 80 square meters. If you buy now, the house will be delivered in two years at the latest.
If you pay in full, you’ll get a five-point discount.”
Zhao Mingyang glanced at her and smiled: "Are you married?"
"No." said the saleswoman.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Zhao Mingyang asked again.
The saleswoman glanced at Zhao Mingyang, rolled her eyes and said, "This is my privacy."
"Yes or not? If yes, I won't buy it from you. If not, let's talk about what discounts there are for buying this building? That young lady doesn't seem to have a boyfriend?" Zhao Mingyang pointed.
asked a short-haired girl who introduced the house to a client.
"A building??? Are you kidding me?" the saleswoman looked at Zhao Mingyang and asked.
