Investing in real estate started in 1982 and will continue until 40 years later. As long as you invest in big cities, you will make money anytime.
When thinking about future development and investment directions, Yu Tian immediately thought of the courtyard houses in the capital.
The price of courtyard houses in the hutongs under the Imperial City is quite high nowadays, about RMB 70,000 to RMB 80,000 per unit.
He plans to find some of the most iconic and perfect ones for investment, buy a set and keep it for now, as it will be a small guarantee for his family in the future.
The two chatted for a while, then returned home and fell asleep.
A night of silence.
The next day.
The family got up early and went to Yu Haiming's house at the east end of the village to have breakfast.
Hearing that Yu Tian was going to buy a villa, Yu Haiming raised his beard in excitement.
"purchase!"
Yu Haiming slammed the table and said loudly, "Son, dad won't stop you from buying anything. You earned the money yourself, and you can spend it as you should. Remember, we can live a poor life, but we can't look poor.
, Wanrou and her relatives look down on us mud-legged people, don’t we? Then let them see this time that we mud-legged people can also live here, live in...what?"
"villa."
Li Wanrou said with a smile from the side.
"Yes! Villa! Okay, okay, go! You will live in the villa from now on, your mother and I will stay in the village!"
Yu Haiming laughed loudly and asked Yu Tian to go do business quickly.
Yu Tian spent 5,000 yuan to help his father renovate the house in the village.
My father and mother intended to build a place similar to a nursing home where Zhao Tiezhu's house used to be, so that the old buddies and sisters-in-law around him could gather together, play cards, relax, and enjoy their old age.
Chug tug tug.
Saying goodbye to the two elders, the family of three set off in a car and headed straight to the provincial capital.
Two large packages have been loaded into the back seat of the car, filled with piles of big unity.
After one hour.
"coming?"
You knock on the door and enter the villa, and are greeted warmly by the butler.
Entering the front hall on the first floor, the housekeeper eagerly made a few cups of good tea, then motioned to Yu Tian to wait for now, and said with a troubled face, "Wait a minute, there may be something wrong with the purchase of the villa. I informed you two days ago.
Our master, she means...she doesn't really want to sell to a nouveau riche like you..."
The decoration of the villa is very elegant and simple.
It's completely old-fashioned style and antique.
In the living room, there is an old-fashioned piano, a wooden calligraphy table, and many paintings by famous artists hanging on the wall. The owner's literary quality is evident everywhere.
Yu Tian frowned slightly.
I think this kind of scholar really has a bit of a sour character.
Selling a house is selling a house. Why are there so many requirements?
Not long after.
The sound of high heels came from the stairs on one side of the hall.
A woman in her thirties, wearing a black cheongsam and with elegant hair, was walking down slowly with elegant steps.
She has a very good temperament and exudes the temperament of a wealthy family from the inside out.
Slowly walking to Yu Tian's family, she sat on the opposite side of the sofa with a smile on her face. She first looked at a few people carefully.
"Do you want to buy it?"
The woman's name was Liu Yin. She introduced herself first and then asked politely.
"Yes."
Yu Tian secretly laughed in her heart. The attitude of intellectuals looking down on others was different. She would definitely have to take a detour next.
As expected.
Liu Yin only asked if she wanted to buy it, and then started chatting about home affairs, all about high-end literary literacy, which showed her own noble temperament.
"The villa is different from the countryside..."
She drank tea lightly, put it down slightly, and added, "Life in the countryside is free. You can raise chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs at home. The pursuit of the environment and Feng Shui is far less than that of a villa. Don't you know, this building
There is a reason for the villa. It was built in 1958 as the temporary residence of Zhang Lingling, a famous writer at that time, in our Spring City. Look at the rockery in the garden and the shadows of trees and flowers behind the house. Everywhere is carefully designed and requires a lot of effort.
..."
The implication.
I'm afraid that after buying it, Yu Tian's family will hold a rural party here, have barbecue meat skewers, raise some chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs, etc., and ruin the tranquility.
"That's what literature is all about."
Yu Tian disagreed with this and said slowly, "I also know a lot about literature. Most of the so-called writers sing praises of spring and snow in their articles and poems, but few of them sing about us lower-level people. As everyone knows, there are no
We poor people are working hard, how can they live a pampered life? Thoughts should be independent and free. I respect your opinions and hope you can understand mine."
That was said in a polite way.
Liu Yin was noncommittal, shook her head slightly, and pointed to a famous painting hanging on the wall and said, "This painting is the most expensive one in my villa. It was painted by Zhang Daqian. Of course, it is not random.
It is sold together with the villa. I just want you to take a closer look and appreciate the rare style of a famous artist."
Yu Tian didn't even look at it.
In his previous life, he collected more than one famous painting?
Seeing that Liu Yin was still talking about how to live in a villa, and even occasionally uttered a few words in English to show off her literary qualities, Yu Tian became a little impatient.
He interrupted Liu Yin and asked politely, "Ms. Liu, we are just buying a house, and we don't want to hear so much from you. Just tell me whether to sell it or not. If you don't sell it, forget it."
"Sorry."
Liu Yin pretended not to hear clearly and asked Yu Tian in English if she could repeat it again.
"never mind..."
Li Wanrou gently grabbed Yu Tian's sleeve and whispered, "No, let's go buy something else. I think the house at the foreign trade company is not bad..."
Yu Tian didn't answer, and squeezed Li Wanrou gently.
Then he stood up, his eyes darkened, and he repeated what he had just said in a very authentic London accent.
Liu Yin didn't react at first, so she spoke again in a mixture of English and Chinese.
But in a blink of an eye.
Then she found out.
The nouveau riche in front of me can speak English very well, and it sounds like he has really lived abroad!
"..."
Liu Yin was silent.
But what surprised her even more was yet to come.
But Yu Tian slowly walked to the piano and put his big hands on the keys. Soon, a melodious piano music filled the whole room, which made Li Wanrou very surprised and looked at it with extremely disbelieving eyes.
.
Just play the song.
Yu Tian stood up and returned to Liu Yin, "It's not that the lower Liba people lack cultivation and self-cultivation, it's just that they don't need to show it. If you're still not satisfied, you might as well discuss the issue of literature and books with my wife. She knows a lot about it.
."
"..."
Liu Yin was shocked by this sudden reversal. She reacted for a moment and said in surprise, "Can I sell your house to you? Can we make friends? I think you are very interesting. You are completely different from ordinary rural people."
It's okay to make friends.
But you have to finish buying the house.
"Sign the agreement first."
Yu Tian picked up two bags of large dough and put them on the table.