Wang Yifan and Fatty Ye climbed up the circular staircase.
On the wall along the stairs, every fifth step there is a wall lamp with a black iron structure and dark green glass, which has been wiped spotless.
Fatty Ye carefully held on to the brown handrail, as if he was worried that his weight would overwhelm the antique-looking stairs.
The entire small foreign-style building is divided into three floors. The second and third floors are a duplex structure. There is only one room on the third floor, plus a small platform.
In fact, the decoration of the entire building is not magnificent, but it is very charming, highlighted by the old character.
It may be a problem left over from history. There are some nondescript partitions inside, and there are many traces of paint or peeling off the walls on the edges of the corners.
But these small flaws still can't change the "noble" atmosphere that the whole house brings to Wang Yifan and Fatty Ye.
Yuan Tianming took advantage of the gap to pull Lin Beiqiang aside and asked softly: "Old Lin, tell me seriously, do you think this can be done?"
Lin Beiqiang spread his hands, "Then how did I know? You are a professional house seller. You should be better than me in this aspect!"
"It seems that they are quite sincere. However, some of the questions these two people asked seemed like they were amateurs!"
Yuan Tianming glanced up the stairs and still spoke in a low voice.
"How many experts can afford to buy a house here?" Lin Beiqiang looked dumbfounded. "You think everyone is engaged in real estate! In short, you can rest assured about the financial situation. I am the account owner of that person.
After passing the goal, the set you have is more than enough! As for whether it can be settled, it depends on your gold medal sales skills!"
"Hehe, I've got to tell you a joke, Lao Lin, as you know, our company has owned this house for several years. We have finally solved all the problems. We can't find the one we like at the moment.
A powerful buyer, when you called me, I thought you were joking with me!"
Yuan Tianming rubbed his hands with excitement on his face.
"I rarely see this kind of customer, so seize the opportunity!"
"Don't worry, I promise to greet you with 1,000% enthusiasm. As long as this sum can be achieved, it will be enough for me to eat for many years. Why don't I hurry up!"
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Lin Beiqiang was talking to his friend Yuan Tianming, and Fatty Ye and Wang Yifan were also chatting.
The two people stood on the third-floor platform of the bungalow. At a glance, they could see the chaotic old-style buildings and lush trees around them, as well as the asphalt road hidden in the shade.
"Brother Fan, if I follow you, I will learn more!"
Fatty Ye quickly flattered him.
"How do you feel?"
Wang Yifan held on to the jade-white railing in front of the platform, feeling quite uneasy in his heart.
"I think it's great. If I could have such a house in Shanghai, I would be able to laugh even in my dreams. However, after all, I have benefited from Brother Fan first!"
"You mean, can I buy it?"
"I've heard people say before that there are no more than ten sets of old-style houses that can be traded in the Shanghai market. Sometimes even if you have the money to buy one, you can't buy it!"
"Okay, then buy it!"
Wang Yifan slapped his hand heavily on the railing, looking like he was spending money like water.
"But I have a good relationship. The garden downstairs needs to be neatly organized. I don't know what the real estate company thinks. It doesn't know how to make it more beautiful when it brings people to see the house."
"If you want to retain the original flavor of the walls and roof, you can also clean them a little. Over time, they will just look a little shabby!"
The house hasn't been sold yet, but the two of them started talking freely about renovating and decorating the building in the future.
If someone who doesn't know what's going on hears it, I'm afraid they'll laugh out loud.
When the two came down from upstairs, Yuan Tianming greeted them and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, what do you think of this house? This is the best house in our company. Looking at the entire Shanghai market, there are not many people like it.
It is comparable, if Mr. Wang has this consideration, it is really a very good choice!"
Wang Yifan touched his chin.
Yuan Tianming also took him to see another old bungalow before. Generally speaking, this one was more complete, and the decoration of the building was more upright, which was in line with his aesthetics.
"If Mr. Wang has any other concerns or questions, you can ask me, and whether you would consider some newly built commercial housing or second-hand housing in other luxury real estate in Shanghai, which are also relatively popular..."
"That's it!"
Yuan Tianming, who was talking endlessly, quickly stopped talking.
The ordinary-dressed man in front of him is an out-and-out wealthy man. Even if he doesn't like the two houses, if he can like other houses, he can still make a lot of money. He doesn't want to give up such a good opportunity.
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"Are you sure?"
Yuan Tianming felt that his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
"There are no ambiguous problems in this house, right?"
"That's absolutely not the case. Don't worry about this. We are professionals. Um, um, wait a moment. I, I will get the house purchase agreement right away. Wait a moment..."
Yuan Tianming felt awkward speaking for a moment, slapped his forehead hard, and hurried out of the small bungalow to pick up the documents he had left behind in the car.
When he ran out of the gate, he stumbled on the grass and almost fell.
Lin Beiqiang smiled and shook his head, "It seems that Lao Yuan will not be able to escape this year's top spot!"
Fatty Ye smiled and said: "If I had known that Brother Fan was going to buy a house here, I would have gone directly to Mr. Yuan's company to apply for a sales job. I am also happy. It's not a big deal if I fall!"
Lin Beiqiang didn't take Fatty Ye's words seriously. Anyone who could be friends with Wang Yifan must at least have some wealth.
"Mr. Wang, our bank will open an account for you when the time comes. You can then pay the deposit for the house. All subsequent fund transfers with the real estate company will be handled by our bank. What do you think?"
Lin Beiqiang was very thoughtful. In fact, the money sitting in their bank account for a few days was also a great achievement.
"Excuse me, President Lin. Today he is accompanying me to look at the house and he is also thinking about financial management for me!"
"You're welcome, you are a VIP of our bank!"
The smile on Lin Beiqiang's face became brighter and brighter.
After signing the agreement and paying the deposit, you only need to deposit the remaining funds into a fixed account, and then go to the real estate center to apply for the real estate certificate.
Fatty Ye did some calculations for Wang Yifan and found that the funds needed to purchase the entire building were about 120 million, which can be said to be a real spendthrift.
As Yuan Tianming's car drove onto the asphalt road next to Yang Tower, Wang Yifan glanced at the house through the rear window.