After looking at the room and feeling good about it, Mother Zhao started asking about the price.
"This house looks okay."
"How much does it cost per square meter?"
As soon as the salesman heard this, he came, looked at the house, and then negotiated the price.
"The price of this house is 4,700 per square meter. If you buy it now, you only need a down payment of 130,000 and a monthly payment of 2,800. In addition, we will give you a special discount of 200 per square meter. Calculated, it is 4,500 per square meter..."
Before he could continue, Zhao Ma shook her head.
"No, no, this price is too expensive."
"Oh, Mrs. Zhao, it's really not expensive anymore. It's really a good deal to be able to buy such a good house at this price."
"Don't give me false promises. I still know the price. My friend just went to Jinling Garden and bought a set similar to this one a few days ago. The price is much less than this." He said nonsense seriously.
, making friends out of nothing.
"If nothing else, let's just say that this bathroom is a bit close to the kitchen, which gives people a bad feeling. Also, my husband is the one who lays the tiles himself, so the kitchen and the floors here are not.
In place..."
Next, it’s time to bargain. In a well-decorated house, Zhao’s mother can always find faults, and what she says is so clear-cut that no one can refute it.
Especially Father Zhao, who has been working on construction sites all year round, his eyes are like a steel tape measure, he can always find some small problems. In short, even the gaps on both sides of the wardrobe are different, they have picked them out.
Cut off a hundred.
Cut off a hundred.
Cut off another hundred...
Even the salesman who has been selling houses for so many years can't help but want to say, 'What a talent.'
In the end, the price was reduced to 4,000 per square meter, which is not cheap according to the current house price. However, this is the city, and the house price is just like this. No matter how little it is, it is indispensable.
"Okay, I'll sell it to you, I'll sell it to you... Sir, your wife is really amazing. To be honest, the lowest price in my mind is just here, and I can't sell it any cheaper."
"Then, if there are no problems, we will proceed to the next step and sign the house purchase contract. Excuse me, have you brought your ID card and household registration book?"
"I brought it."
Seeing that his parents were satisfied and had decided to buy it, Zhao Qinglan, who had not expressed his opinion before, stepped forward.
She slightly raised her eyes to look at the salesman and asked, "Have the seventh and sixth floors been sold?"
Xi Ying didn't expect to ask this question suddenly, but she still smiled and replied. "Well, the sixth floor has been booked, but the seventh floor has not been sold yet. The apartment type is the same as here." This kind of large apartment.
, they are all one-unit units on one floor, and except for the roof on the first floor, the rest of the units are the same.
Hearing his daughter ask this, Zhao's father couldn't help but ask: "Yao'er, do you want to buy the sixth floor? Do you think living on the eighth floor is a bit high?"
"No..." Zhao Qinglan is good at Qinggong herself. Let alone living on the eighth floor, it doesn't matter if she lives on the 18th floor. It will have no impact on her.
Glancing at his parents, Zhao Qinglan whispered: "I'm going to buy the lower two floors together."
Father Zhao: "..."
Zhao’s mother: “…”
It's because they are too small-minded and can't understand what their daughter means.
"Lanlan, do you really want to buy the lower two floors together?"
If someone else had said this, they would definitely think it was a joke. But it was her daughter who said it, so she was serious.
In the past, their idea was to buy a house big enough for the whole family. Now, her daughter wants to buy three houses.
Not to mention others, even Zhao Jun and his wife could not help but choke.