Chapter 47 Biography of Wenzhou Real Estate Speculators (3)
Time has unknowingly entered December of the Gregorian calendar. 2018 is about to pass and 2019 is about to come. Today, everyone from the Shanghai Financial News gathered together to hold the last plenary meeting of the newspaper in 2018.
At the end of the year, no matter what the results of the year are, it seems that everyone feels the atmosphere of the New Year and everyone's face is relaxed.
"Old man, haven't you bought a house yet?" the deputy director of the Human Resources Department jokingly called to Lao Li. He was also from Shanhai and was one of the few fellow villagers of Peng Bo in this newspaper office.
"How can it be so fast? This is a lifetime event. This is not a child's play. Look again, look again." Lao Li sat down on his seat, but his face was not calm.
"Look again, you still don't have enough money in your pocket, and housing prices are about to rise again." The director of the newspaper office said with a smile.
"Oh, I haven't been to a real estate project I was optimistic about for a week, and the price has increased by 200 yuan per square meter, 200 yuan per square meter." This made Lao Li and his wife feel very distressed and regretful.
"You don't know, I went to Huadong Xinfu today. I originally had a house. I have a bankbook that expires this week. I wanted to buy a house this week. But they suddenly said it was almost sold out. I didn't expect it to sell so well.
." A female reporter in her thirties looked helpless.
"Oh, then you want to keep paying attention to this real estate?" Peng Bo smiled, snatched the cigarette from Bearded Beard, took out one and lit it for the Director of Human Resources, "Director, please smoke."
"You little red guy, you don't need to borrow flowers from me to offer Buddha's blessings," Bearded Beard gestured and raised his hand. Peng Bo had already run to the seat behind. Bearded Beard smiled and picked up a lighter to light for him.
"It's almost sold out. What else is Alas paying attention to? The key is that it has increased by almost 400 yuan per square meter!" The female reporter was still immersed in regret, "I can only look elsewhere, but Huadong Xinfu is really good, the location,
There is a shopping mall to the east and Huamao Primary School to the south. Alas, what a pity..."
Peng Bo sat quietly in the back row, watching the leaders take the stage one after another. He slowly took out his mobile phone when no one was paying attention, and sent a message, a very simple message.
"The current average price in Huadong Xinfu is 4450."
Damn it, for the first time since his rebirth, Peng Bo wanted to curse, these Wenzhou guys... Alas, this is the power of capital!
A few years later, another group of real estate speculators with strong strength and low profile was even more aggressive than them. They not only bought houses, but also the sales girls. They drove luxury cars, bought luxury houses, and haunted the most high-end real estate in the capital.
It was very popular, but it once alarmed the Ministry of Construction. They were the "Shanxi Real Estate Speculation Group" with coal bosses as the main force.
People from Wenzhou went north and people from Shanxi went south, thus establishing the speculation pattern of the two major real estate speculator groups.
Peng Bo looked at Bao Zheng who was making a summary on the stage with great joy, and quickly edited the text message with his fingers, "Okay, I'll take a look, there's still half a month left."
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In December 1998, two months ago, the GM Buick New Century rolled off the assembly line.
Looking at this old-fashioned car in front of Peng Bo, on the day it rolled off the assembly line, countless people exclaimed that it "created a new speed in the history of Chinese automobiles", and was also doubted by many car enthusiasts: "The earliest batch of cars,
In fact, it is equivalent to being fully imported.”
"Mr. Peng, we have optional packages here. You can see leather seats, tires, and audio options..."
From this moment on, American cars have officially entered the car purchase package for Chinese people, and have officially opened the door to the domestic mid- to high-end car market.
Peng Bo didn't answer the female clerk. He circled around the car and encouraged, "Qianyu, get up and drive it."
"Ala can't drive it," Wu Qianyu smiled and waved her hand, "but it would be good to go up and sit for a while."
"The driving school will be idle for a period of time after the Spring Festival. You and Yusen will both go and get certificates. I will reimburse you in the future."
"Okay, company, what is the name of our company?"
"I haven't decided on a name yet, but the company will be established as soon as possible after the new year, so that the new year will have a new look."
The two of them seemed to be no longer paying attention to the car, and the female clerk could only wait patiently. The new car had just come out, and there were many people coming to see it, but the volume of transactions was not much. Finally, a customer came, and she was very optimistic about it.
"By the way, our editor-in-chief has taken a fancy to this car." This Buick New Century is the one Bao Zheng has taken a fancy to. But the editor-in-chief didn't buy a car, but bought a house. "But now, instead of buying a car, I choose to buy a house.
That’s right.”
"Then, sir, do you still want to buy this car?" the female clerk asked cautiously.
"Buy, of course, I'll pay now." Peng Bo said immediately, "White top, I like white, yes, pearl white, all optional packages are installed for me."
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Travel smoothly, the east wind is strong and smooth.
" I fall in love with you, Watching Casablanca , Back Back row of the drive-in show..."
The car's audio system was still good. Wu Qianyu put in the cassette of Oscar hits given in the store, and the rich and penetrating voice of "Casablanca" lingered in the car.
Just like Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman, riding in a convertible through the boulevards of Paris, now only Wu Qianyu is beside Peng Bo, and the car is driving quickly on the Yan'an Elevated Road in Shanghai...
"On the long and hot summer's night ,I thought you you fall in love with g Casablanca…”
For a long time, Wu Qianyu didn't speak, and Peng Bo didn't speak either. Only the music continued to echo.
"Look, there," Peng Bo pointed to a property outside the window, "that Wenzhou native bought twenty houses there."
There are twenty sets of commercial housing. The location of this property is very good and the transportation is convenient. I have to say that Ding Dong’s vision is that he furnishes each unit with furniture and rents it out. The monthly rent of each unit is several thousand yuan to cover the mortgage.
You can also make a net profit of tens of thousands.
Two years later, house prices doubled, and all the houses were sold. This story of real estate speculation is a classic case, and it was followed by many real estate speculators twenty years later.
"Eastern China New Mansion!"
Peng Bo's car slowly slowed down. He now admired the Wenzhou people's vision.
"Look at the banner in front." Wu Qianyu pointed to the door of the sales office.
"All the houses in this community will be sold out soon. Anyone who wants to buy should hurry up." Wu Qianyu read.
"Grandma, how much is the house price here?"
"It's almost 5,000, and I still can't get it. The key is that the location is good, the apartment size is good, everyone..." As she was talking, someone called her mother, and she hurried away.
"Qianyu, if you were rich, how many houses would you buy?"
"Ala wants to buy three houses, one for me, one for my nephew, and one for my mother. She will definitely get married in the future." She sighed and changed her mind, "I don't have that much money to pay.
With the money left behind, I’d better buy a set.”
"Three sets," Peng Bo said without hesitation, "Listen to me, that's right, buy them here."
"Isn't it almost sold out here? The price has gone up ridiculously."
"I'm not asking you to buy it now. It's the time when we are at a high level, but now it's time for us to take action." Peng Bo slowly started the car again, "Qianyu, you contact Lu Yusen and Yan Ning. It will take half a month.
Finally, I’m going to buy a house. I’ll give you the down payment. You can buy a few of the houses you like. The remaining houses will be sold next year and you won’t lose money. Or you can just keep them in your hands. These days, houses are hard currency.