Even for small apartments, the sales performance of this property is not outstanding.

The wage level in southern provinces is generally not high. Ordinary cadres and workers do not eat or drink, and it will take more than ten years to buy a small-scale house. Most families cannot afford it. What they hope for is the welfare distribution of the unit.

Those who can buy small-scale commercial housing are not lucky enough to be expensive, and they belong to the group of people who get rich first.

A small two-bedroom apartment of fifty square meters and a small three-bedroom apartment of eighty square meters.

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

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

"How big is it?" Yang Fei felt like he had a treasure.

He didn't ask about the price because he knew very well that no matter how expensive your house price was in this era, how expensive it could be?

"The villa has two floors, four bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms and one kitchen. The building area of ​​each floor is 308 square meters, and the price is 1,680 per square meter, and it will be given to the front and rear gardens."

The staff felt that the area was important, but the price was even more important. When she said the price, she felt very unconfident and felt that she was simply grabbing someone’s money.

The average worker's monthly salary is only more than 300 yuan, and he doesn't eat or drink. He saves more than half a year to buy a square meter!

A large villa worth hundreds of square meters costs more than 500,000 yuan, and ordinary people have to save it for two lifetimes.

Yang Fei was not moved. House prices will not change much in the next ten years. If you invest simply, it will not be cost-effective.

Moreover, the villa in the center of the city is actually not good. It is equivalent to being exposed in the eyes of others, being watched by countless people on high-rise buildings all day long, without any privacy, so it is better to live in a quiet building.

Just as he was hesitating, a woman looking at the house next to him kept paying attention to him. At this time, she looked at him a few times and asked, "Comrade, I have a large four-bedroom apartment of 160 square meters for sale. It is a fundraising house of the unit and a ban building. It is a nine-year-old. Do you want to consider it?"

She thought Yang Fei could not afford a villa, and she thought the new house was too small, so she asked this question.

Yang Fei thought about it. The 99-year-old fundraising house is so large, it is good to buy it as a dormitory.

He asked, "Sister, where is the room you mentioned?"

In this era, people who can afford to live in a senior four-bedroom house are definitely powerful and powerful. They are either the top leaders of the unit or the big leaders in the factory, at least at the department level or above, and they must be good units.

"Do you know Xijiang Primary School? It's not far from here, and you can only take two stops by bus. If you walk, it's about twenty minutes." The woman is in her thirties and is well maintained, with a radiant face. When he saw Yang Fei intentionally, he said, "My family has only three people. The house is too big, which is not suitable. I want to sell that house and buy a small three-bedroom in this community, it's just right."

Yang Fei thought about what she said and asked, "Are you opposite Wanhua Building?"

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

"Sister, can you see the room?"

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

She said to the sales office staff: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I'll see this room again."

The smile of Xiaoyu said, "It's okay, Sister Wan, come at any time."

Yang Fei followed Sister Wan and asked, "Are you driving or?"

"I can call it."

"Then take my car."

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

"Everything is OK. My name is Wan Aimin, little brother, what do you call it?"

"My name is Yang Fei."

"Looking at how you look, you don't look like someone who works in the company, are you the boss yourself?"

"Sister Wan is so accurate. After graduating from technical secondary school, I was assigned to the Southern Daily Chemical Factory. Now I am going to do some small business."

"It's good to do business. In the unit, I have to pay a few dead wages and I don't have any money to buy a house."

The community where Wan Aimin’s family is located is hidden under a tall French sycamore tree. Between Wanhua Road, there is a primary school far away from the avenue, and it looks even more quiet.

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

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

The guard was in his fifties and was already above his eyes. When he saw Wan Aimin, he immediately smiled and nodded and let Yang Fei in.

Yang Fei further confirmed his guess that Sister Wan either became an official by herself or her husband was bull-like.

Although there are no signs near the community, Yang Fei could feel that this is a family area of ​​a large unit.

There was no one in Wan Aimin's family, so she took Yang Fei to see it inside and out.

Yang Fei noticed that there were several photos on the desktop in her study. The man in the photo was wearing a police uniform, which was a wedding photo. He looked very young and could not be seen from the police rank.

However, Yang Fei knew that this was definitely not a family district of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, was it from the Provincial Department?

When he contacted the guard's outfit, he suddenly realized that this was a newly built family room from the provincial department.

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

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Then I'm getting a big bargain. Do I have a property certificate for the fundraising house? I heard that it will take many years to convert public to private."

Wan Aimin said: "This is the house from the previous year. There was no property certificate. Because we wanted to resell it, we got the property certificate in advance."

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

The two agreed on the price, and Yang Fei felt it was acceptable. He spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy such a big house.

Wan Aimin also thinks it is cost-effective. If you sell an inappropriate old house, you can move into a high-end commercial housing community.

Yang Fei couldn't ask Wan Aimin's husband in person and said, "Sister Wan, do you want to discuss it with your family?"

"No need, it has been agreed on a long time ago. If you think it's appropriate, you can sign a contract at any time."

"Then let's go tonight. I'll withdraw the money and sign the contract."

Her husband should be at home at night.

Before he could wait until the evening, at six o'clock in the evening, Yang Fei took the money to Wan Aimin's house.

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

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

The door opened was a little girl, with her pink makeup, about ten years old, with long ponytails and 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 mom at home? I'm Yang Fei."

The names of the two were a bit messy, but after hearing them, they didn't feel anything strange.

Wan Aimin laughed inside and said, "Comrade Yang Fei is here, please come in."

As she spoke, she had already walked to the door and asked Yang Fei to enter the house.

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

"What's the matter? I'm busy!" As the words were heard, a slightly bald middle-aged man walked out with his big belly.
Chapter completed!