Zheng Qian and others returned to the sales department. Dou Liqi took out a calculator and explained it to Zheng Qian in detail. The unit price was still 9,800 yuan per square meter, but the total price was based on the Dragon Boat Festival discount price, giving 3% of the total price.
Discount, because it is a villa, so
With a minimum down payment of 40%, Dou Li smiled so hard that she couldn't see her eyes when she saw Zheng Qian handing over the 100,000 yuan deposit on the spot. The service was extremely considerate, and she promised that all the procedures would be handled on her behalf, and then she nodded and bowed to see Zheng Qian off.
Get in the car and leave.
Wang Gang watched the whole process and was a little stunned by Zheng Qian's generosity. As he drove, he said hesitantly: "Brother Qian, I think the total price can be a little less..."
"No need."
Zheng Qian said: "I don't plan to live in this villa at this stage. It's purely for investment and I don't plan to decorate it. If I buy it now, it will at least double in two years. It's not worth worrying about some trivial details."
Wang Gang thought he heard wrongly and looked stunned.
Triple in two years? A villa with a total price of nearly five million will triple in two years?
This was simply beyond his level of cognition.
Seeing the determined expression on Brother Qian's face, he did not dare to speak for fear of exposing his ignorance.
Zheng Qian tapped his fingers on the seat, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.
You should make more money.
The houses in Shencheng are indeed good. After the NS District developed in a few years, the prices of houses have become sky-high. However, houses in super first-tier cities such as Beijing and Donghai are also more worth buying. If you take more commercial performances, one house per month is definitely a stable value.
Steady.
When he thought of this, Zheng Qian felt the source of struggle coming from the bottom of his heart.
In the evening, Zheng Qian met with the company commander Zhang Peng, had a meal, and talked about their feelings. They learned that Zheng Qian would enter the camp tomorrow to participate in the Dragon Boat Festival condolence performance. Several comrades were a little excited and sang a red song on the spot.
Ask Zheng Qian how he sings and whether he has the potential to become a civil servant.
Zheng Qian's face was speechless. A group of rough men with red faces and rough necks roared and roared. It was common in the army, but it was too trivial to put it on the stage.
He didn't take it seriously and shook his head with a smile.
Zhang Peng slapped them on the back of the head and scolded them with a smile: "You are just old guns, how can you compare with Zheng Qian? Are you ashamed? You don't have any self-awareness!"
A group of people laughed, but their eyes were full of envy. It is easy to change jobs but difficult to change jobs. Many comrades are actually envious of civilian cadres. They have high wages, good treatment, and the speed of promotion is obvious to all. Anyone in the army who has some talent, who can
Don’t want to join the art troupe?
That night, Zheng Qian and others were unable to drive because they were all drunk, so they found a hotel in the city to stay.
Before going to bed, Yang Hongyi, the director of the Kukai Political and Art Troupe, called and asked Zheng Qian to provide his address. They would drive to pick him up early tomorrow morning to join the camp and join the unit's main force.
In the early morning of the next day, Yang Hongyi arrived on time and drove an SUV to pick up Zheng Qian.
Yang Hongyi was wearing a light blue shirt, dark blue trousers, and sacred epaulettes on his shoulders for this business trip. It looked like the work clothes of the air administration unit. The same was true for Zheng Qian, and because he was going to perform on stage, he put them on early in the morning.
Wearing the uniform of an air officer and a large-brimmed hat on his head, his whole person exuded solemnity and majesty.
When I walked out of the hotel, I was quite eye-catching.
However, before heading to the airborne army camp, Zheng Qian had to pass by Gongming Town first. The large and small packages of northern specialties in his suitcase could not be stored for a long time and had to be taken home first.
The performance was in the afternoon, so there was enough time, so Yang Hongyi readily agreed and also visited Zheng Qian's parents.
Zhang Peng and others also have to return to the team today. It’s not too particular about the registration date. They can return sooner or later. Especially last night at the wine table, they drank too much and talked a lot of nonsense. The relationship between a few people deepened, so they also started shouting.
Let’s go to Zheng Qian’s house to have morning tea together.
What could Zheng Qian say? He could only agree. He called his home in advance and learned that his mother Liang Rong was at home, so three cars with Guangdong military license plates drove in front of Zheng's house.
It was around seven or eight o'clock in the morning, and the neighbors were still wandering around doing morning exercises and exchanging neighborhood gossip.
"Zheng Wei's career has been booming recently and he often disappears from sight. But I heard that someone from the food safety supervision department is investigating him!"
"Isn't it? We have been drinking Duowang fresh milk from Uncle Wei's family for several years. It is very safe!"
"Yes, it tastes much better than the boxed milk on the market and won't cause diarrhea!"
"Yes, we have been drinking it for a long time when Uncle Wei's house was still a small workshop. At that time, Uncle Wei hired a few people to deliver fresh milk to our neighbors door to door. Now he has become the general manager of Duowang Dairy. It's really
Don’t tell me, his milk just tastes better than those so-called big brands!”
"Haha, I saw him a few days ago. His hair was combed back and shiny."
"You don't know yet! Zheng Wei seems to be planning to take out a loan to build a factory. It's really getting bigger and bigger!"
At this time, everyone suddenly paused. Because they were far away, they saw three military vehicles parked at Lao Zheng's house. This scene immediately aroused a lot of discussion among the neighbors.
However, when they saw Zheng Qian in military uniform stepping out of the car, the entire street seemed to pause, and some people couldn't help but whisper to each other.
That young officer looks familiar!
An old man was riding a bicycle and passed by Zheng Qian. He jumped off the seat and stared at Zheng Qian with his eyes wide open: "What are you doing?"
Zheng Qian turned around and saw an old man with a wrinkled face pushing a bicycle looking at him with excitement, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am Duoduo, good morning, second uncle!"
"There are so many!"
The old man's mouth trembled with excitement. He parked the car, stretched out his hand and held Zheng Qian's hand tightly. Looking at Zheng Qian's military uniform, his slightly muddy eyes lit up: "I haven't seen you in these years.
Ah, you actually went to be a soldier?"
"You can say that! Second uncle, how is your health lately?"
Zheng Qian completely remembered his identity as an old man.
In the early years, my second uncle had been selling morning tea on the street. Although he was not related by blood, he could be regarded as a neighbor who watched Zheng Qian grow up. When he was a child, Zheng Qian always went to his second uncle's morning tea shop and often ate without paying.
"Okay, very good!"
When the second uncle saw that Zheng Qian still remembered him, he was so happy that he couldn't help but say, "You kid, good! Good! You are promising, not bad, very good!"
The excitement outside the door obviously alarmed the Zheng family. When her mother Liang Rong opened the door, she saw a group of soldiers standing together. Her heart skipped a beat, but she felt relieved when she saw Zheng Qian, especially when she saw Zheng Qian in military uniform.
, and immediately remembered what Zheng Qian said when he went home last time.