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Opening his mouth, Wang Zhonglei was about to speak, but Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "Brother Tong, to be honest, I can't accept your price."
After a pause, he shook his head: "To be honest, if I bought this courtyard for 400 million yuan, I might as well go directly to buy a commercial house, what do you think?"
The man surnamed Tong fell silent for a moment, obviously, he knew that what Zhao Fusheng said was correct, and he also knew better that his behavior of opening his mouth like a lion just now did not hide it from the other party's eyes.
"Old boy, you are not authentic. I have brought friends to join me, what are you doing?"
What he said was half-truth and half-false. After all, they were all businessmen, asking for prices all over the place, and paying back the money on the ground. This kind of thing often happened, whether it was Zhao Fusheng or Wang Zhonglei, it was more of an attitude at this time.
The man surnamed Tong also understood this truth, and he didn't mind what Wang Zhonglei said, but looked at Zhao Fusheng with a smile: "In this case, tell me, how much money do you think is appropriate?"
Obviously, he was asking Zhao Fusheng to bid.
Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and stretched out three fingers.
"300 million?" The man surnamed Tong was startled, and then his face became ugly: "Brother, are you kidding me?"
In his opinion, the bid of 300 million yuan is simply nonsense. Even according to the market conditions, the price of his courtyard house is definitely more than 300 million yuan.
"Brother, you made a joke first, of course I can also make a joke, right?" Zhao Fusheng replied with a smirk. Prepare yourself to scrape off a layer of skin.
Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, the man surnamed Tong suddenly became embarrassed.
Zhao Fusheng's words are correct, he was the one who asked for the price indiscriminately first, and now when people counter-offer, he will naturally be more ruthless, so it is understandable to say so.
"No, it's too low." The man surnamed Tong looked at Zhao Fusheng: "At least 380 million."
"Three million and fifty thousand."
"Too little, really, 370 million, how about it?"
"310."
"Brother, you can't add 360 to [-]. In this way, let's make friends, [-] million, how about it?"
Obviously, the psychological price of a man surnamed Tong should be around 350 million.
Zhao Fusheng chuckled and didn't speak at all.
At this time, Fan Baobao said, "Fu Sheng, forget it, let's not buy it yet."
When these words came out, Zhao Fusheng secretly laughed in his heart, but the face of the man surnamed Tong became ugly.
He was anxious to spend money, so he sold this courtyard house. He also contacted some buyers before, but the price offered by them was relatively ordinary, and his asking price was not low, so the negotiation was not successful.
Now there is finally a buyer who looks very serious, but Fan Baobao plans not to buy it after saying a word.
"Well, we can still talk about it." The man surnamed Tong said to Fan Baobao with a wry smile.
He could see that this young girl actually didn't understand anything, and she really spoke because she felt that she was always talking to the lion. On the contrary, it was Zhao Fusheng and Wang Zhonglei who were silent at the side, both of them were shrewd characters.
But at this time, the more young people are, the more difficult it is to deal with it. The reason is very simple. If you are talking with Zhao Fusheng or Wang Zhonglei, it is a serious business discussion. But if a little girl like Fan Baobao was really angry, she would definitely leave as soon as she said it.
Fan Baobao glanced at Zhao Fusheng, found that he didn't speak, thought for a while, and said to the man surnamed Tong: "But your price is too high, I don't think it's appropriate."
"Then tell me, how much is the right amount?" The man surnamed Tong found out that Zhao Fusheng and Wang Zhonglei definitely did it on purpose, otherwise how could he have been silently watching Fan Baobao bargaining with himself.
Fan Baobao tilted his head and thought for a long time, finally gritted his teeth and said: "340 million, if you agree, we can sign the contract today, otherwise we will leave."
The man didn't say anything for a long time. After a long time, he raised his head and sighed: "Forget it, 340 million is 340 million, deal!"
"it is good!"
Fan Baobao was very happy, turned his head to look at Zhao Fusheng: "Honey, is it okay?"
"Okay, you have the final say." Zhao Fusheng had a calm smile on his face, but his stomach hurt from laughing in his heart.
This is true, because even Zhao Fusheng himself did not expect that Fan Baobao could cut the price by 340 million. Originally, according to Zhao Fusheng's psychological expectation, 360 million was the normal transaction price.
Unexpectedly, this girl actually gave me a surprise.
ps: Going out to do errands at noon, there are at least three chapters today, and there will be updates in the evening.
Chapter 971 listed?
It will undoubtedly make people feel happy to miss such a thing.
Fan Baobao is in a particularly good mood right now.
It is said that people fight for one breath and the Buddha receives one stick of incense. To a large extent, it is because people want clothes and Buddhas want gold clothes. Whoever wants to be famous will return home with clothes. These eight words easily break through the most fundamental reason for the intrigues and intrigues in the long river of history.
The same is true in modern society. People must have something to pursue in life, otherwise it would be too boring.
Fan Baobao also has a pursuit deep in her heart. She hopes to live a happy life with Zhao Fusheng, and her family will no longer worry about money and have no place to stand.
Looking at the real estate certificate in her hand, one can imagine the joy in her heart.
Zhao Fusheng is alright, maybe because of his experience, or maybe because of too many successful rebirths, he doesn't have the sense of accomplishment that Fan Baobao has for this courtyard house.
In Zhao Fusheng's view, this is just an investment.
After all, apart from him, no one knows how much the courtyard house in this location will be worth in the future.
"You said, this courtyard house will really appreciate in value?"
Holding the real estate certificate in his hand, Fan Baobao sat in the car, looked at Zhao Fusheng in disbelief and asked.
Obviously, this girl still can't believe it.
Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly: "It will not only increase in value, just look at it, it won't be long before the price of the courtyard house will definitely increase."
What he said was the truth. When he was doing Beidiao, he lived in a courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing at the very beginning, and he heard a lot of rumors.
The clearest example in my memory is that some people say that after the millennium, the courtyards in the capital will increase every year.
What is a step up every year, that is to say, the price of a courtyard house every year will increase by at least [-]% from the previous year.
In other words, the courtyard house purchased by Fan Baobao and himself may actually become 400 million by this time next year.
Fan Baobao has always believed in Zhao Fusheng's words. Although she thinks that Zhao Fusheng may be a little too confident, she is still willing to believe what he said just now.
"That's good, that's good." Fan Baobao blinked and said contentedly.
Obviously, for her, as long as the value of the house in her hand rises, that is a happy thing.
"By the way, the game "Legend" seems to be getting more and more popular." Sitting in the car, Fan Baobao suddenly remembered something, and asked Zhao Fusheng: "Is Shengda Technology going to be listed? "
Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Well, that's it."
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