mtl008 Let's sell one set of Chapter 218.
Let's sell one set of Chapter 218.
When the call came in, Deng Xiuzhen was serving soup to Qin Yanlin. She glanced at the caller ID but didn't answer immediately. Instead, she continued with what she was doing.
"Who is it? Why aren't you answering?" Zhao Shuliang, who was drinking soup with his head down, looked up and asked in confusion.
"The real estate agent kept trying to persuade me to sell the house all afternoon," Deng Xiuzhen explained.
"So, are you going to sell it or not?" Zhao Shuliang sat up straight.
"I have that plan..."
“You really have that plan?! Are you short of money? No wonder Wenjing called me. Being short of money isn’t shameful. Your uncle can help you out, so why do you have to hide it from me?” Zhao Shuliang interrupted Deng Xiuzhen.
“I’m not short of money, but I feel that Xiao Qian Leming, oh, you know, the real estate agent who persuaded me to sell my house, might want to buy it.” Deng Xiuzhen placed the soup in front of Qin Yanlin and wiped her hands with a tissue.
“If you don’t need the money, don’t sell. House prices are rising every day, especially courtyard houses, which are extremely hard to find,” Zhao Shuliang advised.
“Originally, I didn’t plan to sell, but then I thought about it and realized that this house has already made money, and the price increase shouldn’t be limited to just one city. Our whole family is now in Shenzhen, so instead of waiting here for the house price to rise, we might as well sell it and buy a house in Shenzhen. This way, we can improve our family’s housing conditions without affecting our income from the house price increase.” Deng Xiuzhen didn’t hide anything from Zhao Shuliang and told him all her plans.
“What you said makes a lot of sense, but…” Zhao Shuliang originally wanted to ask Deng Xiuzhen whether she planned to sell one or two properties, but after looking at Qin Yanlin, he changed his approach: “You only have this one property. If you sell it, you won’t have any more properties in Kyoto. Will you generally not come here anymore?”
Deng Xiuzhen was taken aback. Although Zhao Shuliang might not know that she had bought four courtyard houses, he at least knew that she owned more than one. Looking up, Zhao Shuliang glanced at Qin Yanlin and winked at Deng Xiuzhen.
Deng Xiuzhen understood and continued, "Our family isn't from Kyoto. We have no relatives or friends in Kyoto, and our children don't stay there. It's fine for us to come visit occasionally, but we won't come often."
"I don't like what you're saying. What do you mean by 'no relatives or friends'? Are you treating me like an outsider? I treat you like my own daughter, and you treat me like an outsider. You have no conscience!" Zhao Shuliang pretended to be angry.
"Uncle Zhao, what are you saying..."
Ring ring, ring ring. The phone rang again, interrupting Deng Xiuzhen's words. But she didn't press the answer button immediately; instead, she waited a few seconds before answering.
"Hello, Mr. Deng! Have you had dinner yet?" Qian Leming greeted him solicitously as soon as the call connected.
"I'm eating, what do you want?" Deng Xiuzhen pretended not to know.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry to disturb your meal. Shall I call later?"
Deng Xiuzhen scoffed inwardly: If she really intended to wait and say it later, would she have asked this question?
However, since she was planning to sell the house, she had no intention of playing with money. After nodding to Zhao Shuliang, she said casually, "It's okay, I won't bother you. Just tell me what you need, I'm listening."
"Is there anyone else next to you?" Qian Leming asked carefully.
Deng Xiuzhen smiled and said, "There are no outsiders."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shuliang couldn't suppress a smile.
"Here's the thing, I'd like to buy your house, is that alright?" Qian Leming originally planned to say that it was a relative's purchase, and that his wife's name would be on the property certificate so that he could negotiate the price more easily.
Upon further reflection, I decided to be honest. I couldn't lie to Deng Xiuzhen; she had Boss Zheng backing her, and things might come to light. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to continue managing Deng Xiuzhen's house, and I might even get myself into trouble.
Since prices are rising every day anyway, if I buy it a day earlier, I don't need to worry about haggling over the price.
It's risky to try and negotiate a lower price. It's better to buy it sooner rather than later.
"Ah? Hmm..." Deng Xiuzhen feigned surprise, then pondered.
“You’re selling to whoever you want, right?” Qian Leming was uneasy, unsure of what Deng Xiuzhen meant. He regretted his words and said, “What if things hadn’t been exposed?”
"But I don't want to sell..."
"Mr. Deng, don't worry, you won't be cheated on the price. We have the transaction prices for courtyard houses here. You can also ask other real estate agencies for prices..." Qian Le knew he was at a disadvantage and had committed the cardinal sin of haggling, but thinking of the message his brother-in-law had sent half an hour ago, he now had only one goal: to buy the courtyard house. He absolutely had to buy it!
Finally, the two reached an agreement: they agreed to meet the next morning to discuss the house sale in detail.
After the meal, Zhao Shuliang insisted on taking Deng Xiuzhen and the others back to their hotel, saying he wanted to check on their accommodations.
Deng Xiuzhen understood that Uncle Zhao had something to say to her that he didn't want Qin Yanlin to know, so she didn't refuse.
Back at the hotel, after arranging for Qin Yanlin to watch TV, the two moved to a place where Qin Yanlin couldn't hear them. Zhao Shuliang whispered, "How exactly is his condition?"
Deng Xiuzhen lowered her voice as well: "The doctor said it will take time, and there's a chance he can recover, but the situation isn't ideal right now. I'm planning to take him back to Pucheng to see if he can recover sooner in a familiar environment. You didn't come all this way just to talk about this, did you?"
snort!
Zhao Shuliang snorted coldly and said, "Do you think I'm that bored? I have two things to tell you:
Firstly, since you don't want others to know about your assets, you should keep them away from Yanlin. It's not that I don't trust him. It's mainly that with his current mental state, he's easily tricked into revealing information.
And your three children, they're quiet and intelligent, but their emotional intelligence is just average. If they act impulsively, they could easily become negative.
Wen Xin is too cunning, Wen Yu…
Looking up at Deng Xiuzhen's pale face, Zhao Shuliang paused and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about how many children there are. You know the answer in your heart."
The second thing I wanted to ask you was, what do you think of the future market for these electronic products? Is it worth the large investment?
"Ask me?" Deng Xiuzhen asked in surprise.
Zhao Shuliang rolled his eyes at her and didn't say anything.
Deng Xiuzhen thought for a moment and asked, "Are you asking this on behalf of someone else?"
Zhao Shuliang laughed: "Your brain is still working."
Deng Xiuzhen laughed and said, "Since life has gotten better, I have more free time than before. There are also more TV commercials, and I have to sit in front of the computer to play a game. Sometimes I think, if mobile phones had these functions, then whether I'm waiting for the train or lying at home, I would never be bored."
Zhao Shuliang frowned slightly, as if deep in thought.
Deng Xiuzhen continued, "And then there's the matter of housing. I sold my courtyard house because I wanted to buy an apartment for each of my three children in Shenzhen. Times have changed now; no siblings live together anymore. As long as they have money, they all want to move to a better place."
"Okay, your analysis is excellent! I'll head back now. We'll talk again tomorrow!" Zhao Shuliang's eyes lit up as he excitedly walked out.
"Thank her for me!" Deng Xiuzhen shouted.
"Okay!" Zhao Shuliang agreed without turning around and left.