The Richest Man Yang Fei

　　 Even if it is a small apartment, the sales performance of this property is not outstanding.

　　The wage level in southern province is generally not high. It takes more than ten years for ordinary cadres and workers to buy a small house without food or drink. The average family can't afford it. What they hope is the welfare distribution of the unit.

　　 Those who can buy a small-sized commercial house are not lucky or expensive, and they belong to the group of people who get rich first.

　　 a small two-bedroom of 50 square meters, a small three-bedroom of 80 square meters.

　　 Yang Fei felt a little small, he was considering whether to buy two sets on the same floor, and then get through and decorate together.

　　At this time, the staff member introduced: "Comrade, we also have a number of villas, which are large in size and expensive, more than twice the price of a building."

　　 "How big is the area?" Yang Feiru received the treasure.

　　 He didn't ask about the price, because he knew well that in this era, no matter how expensive your house price is, where can it go?

　　 "The villa has two floors, four bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms and one kitchen. Each floor has a construction area of ​​308 square meters. The price is 1,680 per square meter. It is sent to the front and back gardens."

　　The staff felt that the area was important, but the price was more important. When she said the price, she felt very embarrassed and felt that she was robbing people of money.

　　 Ordinary workers, with a monthly salary of only more than 300, do not eat or drink, and save more than half a year to buy one square meter!

　　 A large villa of several hundred square meters costs more than half a million, and ordinary people have to save for two lifetimes.

　　 Yang Fei was not moved. In the next ten years, housing prices will not change too much. If it is pure investment, it is not worthwhile.

　　 Besides, the villa in the city center is actually not good. It is equivalent to being exposed in the eyes of others and being watched by countless people from tall buildings all day long. There is no privacy at all. It is better to live in a quiet building.

Just when he hesitated, a woman next to the house kept paying attention to him. At this time, he looked at him a few times and asked: "Comrade, I have a 160-square-meter senior house for sale. It is a fund-raising house for the unit. , It's Banlou, from 1991, would you like to think about it?"

　　 She thought that Yang Fei could not afford a villa, and she thought the area of ​​the new house was too small, so she asked.

　　 Yang Fei thought that the fund-raising house in 1991 was so large that it would be nice to buy it as a dormitory.

　　 He asked: "Sister, where is the room you are talking about?"

　　 In this era, people who can afford to live in a senior house are absolutely powerful and powerful. They are not the top leaders of the unit, or the big leaders of the factory, at least the cadres above the division level, and they must be good units.

"Do you know Xijiang Elementary School? Not far from here, just two stops by bus. If you walk, it will take 20 minutes." A woman in her thirties, well-maintained, her face glowing, he saw Yang Fei intentionally said, "I have only three people in my family. The house is too big, but it is not suitable. I want to sell the house and buy a small third house in this community."

　　 Yang Feinao made up what she said, and asked, "Is it opposite to Wanhua Building?"

　　 "Yes, it's over there, just across the road from Wanhua Building."

　　 "Sister, can I take a look at the room?"

　　 "Yes, I can take you to the house now."

　　 She said to the sales office staff: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I will look at this room another day."

　　 The Xiaoyu smiled and said, "It's okay, Sister Wan, you come anytime."

　　 Yang Fei came out with Sister Wan and asked, "Are you driving or?"

　　 "I came here by calling."

　　 "Then take my car."

　　 Yang Fei asked her to get in the car and asked, "I heard them call you Sister Wan, so I will call you Sister Wan."

　　 "It's okay. My name is Wan Aimin, little brother, what do you call it?"

　　 "My name is Yang Fei."

　　 "Look at you like this, unlike someone who works in a unit, do you become your own boss?"

　　 "Sister Wan is really accurate in seeing people. After graduating from technical secondary school, I was assigned to the Southern Daily Chemical Factory, and now I am out to do a little business."

　　 "It's good to do business. There are a few dead wages in the unit, and there is no money to buy a house."

　　The community where Wanaimin's family is located is hidden under a tall phoenix tree. Between it and Wanhua Road, separated from a primary school, away from the main road, it seems more secluded.

　　 There was a guard at the door, but he saw an unfamiliar vehicle but did not let it go.

　　 Wan Aimin poked his head out and shouted: "Old Gu, it's me."

　　 The door guard was in his fifties. He had eyes higher than his top. When he saw Wan Aimin, he smiled and nodded and let Yang Fei in.

　　 Yang Fei further confirmed his conjecture, this Wan Jie, either an official or a bully husband.

　　 Near the community, although there is no sign, Yang Fei feels that this is the family area of ​​a large unit.

　　 There is no one in Wan Aimin's house, so she took Yang Fei to look inside and out.

　　 Yang Fei noticed that there were a few photos on the desk in her study. The man in the photo was wearing a police uniform. It was a wedding photo. The person looked very young, and he could not guess the status from the police rank.

　　 However, Yang Fei knows that this is definitely not the family area of ​​the Municipal Public Security Bureau, is it the provincial department?

　　 After contacting the guard's attire, he suddenly realized that this was definitely a newly-built family room for the provincial government.

　　 Wan Aimin said: "If you like it, I won't move the furniture inside, it's a gift to you."

　　 Yang Fei smiled and said: "Then I'm picking up big bargains. Does the fund-raising house have a title certificate? I heard that it will take how many years to transfer from public to private."

　　 Wan Aimin said: "This is the house from the previous year. There was no title certificate. We got the real estate certificate in advance because we wanted to resell it ~www.ltnovel.com~."

　　 Yang Fei thought, the rules are dead, and as long as people have the right, everything can be obtained in advance.

　　 The two negotiated a price, and Yang Fei found it acceptable to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy such a large house.

　　 Wan Aimin also feels that it is a bargain to sell the old house that is not applicable and move into a high-end commercial housing complex.

　　 Yang Fei couldn't find out the identity of Wan Aimin's husband face to face, and said, "Sister Wan, are you going to discuss it with your family?"

　　 "No need, it's been discussed a long time ago. You can sign a contract at any time if you find it suitable."

　　 "Then tonight, I'll withdraw the money and sign the contract."

　　In the evening, her husband should be at home.

　　 did not wait until the evening, at six o'clock in the evening, Yang Fei took the money to Wanaimin's house.

　　 The guard only saw Yang Fei once, and remembered him, perhaps because he remembered his eye-catching red off-road vehicle, and let him go as soon as he saw it.

　　 Even though he had only been here once, Yang Fei found the doorway accurately, came to her house, and knocked on the door.

　　 The one who opened the door was a little girl with pink makeup Yuzhuo, about ten years old, with a long double ponytail, wearing a pink princess dress, as cute as the princess in a fairy tale.

　　 "Uncle, who are you looking for?"

　　 "Little sister, are your father and mother at home? This is Yang Fei."

　　 The names of the two are a little messy, but after listening to each other, they don't think they are different.

　　 Wan Aimin smiled inside, "Comrade Yang Fei is here, please come in."

　　 Following the voice, she had already reached the door and invited Yang Fei into the house.

　　 "Jiang Ziqiang, come out." Wan Aimin shouted to the study.

　　 "What's the matter? I'm busy!" Following the voice, a slightly bald middle-aged man walked out with his belly straight.