Chapter 21 Buying a House
It can be said that both Zhao Wei and himself are very satisfied with the path arranged by Fang Junhong for him.
He didn't have much cash of his own.
He gave away all the jewelry to others. Of course, the person who got the jewelry also slept with him in various positions N times.
What he was holding was a secondary card given by Zhao Wei.
As long as he can swipe his card, he has no limit at all, just swiping.
More than two weeks have passed, and the only useful thing Fang Jinglei got is that Fang Junhong has indeed been to Haidong District twice.
Fang Hongjun has been out drinking and playing with young female students since the day after the college entrance examination.
The evidence in her hands proved nothing at all.
If his father Fang Junhong just had a lover outside, this kind of thing would be of no importance at all.
This is really a common thing among wealthy families.
As for Fang Hongjun, even if he rapes an innocent girl, it will not have any impact on the Fang family.
No matter which one it is, she won't care, because it won't have any impact on the other party's family.
She is still waiting for the latest news.
She was very disappointed with her eldest sister's inaction and paid a few people to help her keep an eye on her.
The result she wants is evidence that Fang Hongjun and his father appeared together in Century Garden.
Although Fang Ping'an has explained their relationship clearly, it is of no use if there is no solid evidence.
What she is most angry about is not directed at Fang Hongjun, but at the fact that her father Fang Junhong has kept the whole family in the dark for nearly twenty years.
What kind of man can act like a harmonious and loving husband and wife in front of his children for more than 20 years?
This is simply unimaginable.
She once thought that her father and mother might be enemies, or that something happened more than twenty years ago that caused her father to have Qin Bailian outside.
But everything requires evidence.
Deep down in her heart, the evidence she hopes to find more is to prove that Qin Bailian has nothing to do with Fang Hongjun.
As for his father, Fang Junhong, he just kept a woman outside.
After all, this woman is much better than her mother in appearance and figure.
Being kept is normal.
The only problem is that the one who broke the news was Fang Ping'an, her brother from the same mother.
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Compared with everyone now, Fang Pingan will have an information advantage over the next fifteen years.
But he is still an eighteen-year-old boy without any social experience. This is an irrefutable fact.
He himself knew this very well.
So when he walked into the real estate agency, he did not take the initiative to speak. Instead, he just looked at the real estate information on the wall at first.
He also has no plans to buy new properties.
Intermediary companies are usually chain stores.
What he chose was Ma Ya House, the largest real estate agency chain in Yuncheng.
Except for the two people who stayed behind, the others in the room were probably looking at the room outside.
"Sir, do you want to rent a house?"
A round-faced young lady stood up and greeted with a smile on her face.
"Please sit here and I'll get you a cup of tea."
Her service attitude made Fang Pingan feel very comfortable.
Sitting shyly at the small glass round table, he continued to stare at the information on the wall.
Most were residential and not in the location he wanted.
Soon a cup of tea was placed in front of him, and the young lady also sat down and brought a thick folder in a very professional manner.
"Well, I don't want to rent a house, I want to buy a few houses."
The inexperienced Fang Pingan spoke.
The smile on the round-faced girl’s face became more sincere.
“Okay, how much area do you want, and are there any requirements for the structure of the house?
Which area of houses do you prefer? "
Although she didn't really believe that the big boy in front of her really wanted to buy a house, but who knew?
Fang Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said a little embarrassedly:
"Do you have a map? It's better for me to tell you on the map."
The young lady didn't say anything, just nodded, got up and left for a moment. After a while, she walked to the big conference table in the room with a large map.
Fang Ping'an followed.
"Sir, please sit down," she continued, "I need to register your information. This is company policy. Please understand."
Fang Pingan thought for a while and then said his name and contact information.
After registering, the young lady showed her work badge to him and said, "My name is Zhou Yuanyuan."
Fang Pingan stood up and looked at the map to identify it.
New subway lines will be approved next year and construction will begin soon.
He had seen the map more than ten years later. At this time, he just needed to compare and confirm which main streets the line mainly passed through.
Soon he determined the location of the subway.
"Can you give me a pencil?" He said, staring at the map without looking at Zhou Yuanyuan.
Zhou Yuanyuan has been observing this potential customer.
He looks like a college student or high school student, but he is certainly not a white-collar worker.
Shy, indicating that he has no social experience, and further confirmed that he is a middle school student.
But middle school students come to buy a house, and the first thing they say is "buy a few units." Although this sounds a bit ridiculous, what if it happens?
Although it is not as good as first-tier cities like Beijing, the housing prices in Yuncheng are not low at all for ordinary people.
The average price of second-hand houses is close to 20,000, and the highest price of new properties has reached 50,000.
Of course, apartments are much cheaper.
Fang Pingan drew two lines on the map, but they were concentrated in the current main city area.
And it's not the most prosperous area.
Zhou Yuanyuan asked slightly cautiously: "Mr. Fang, is he buying a house to live in or for investment?"
Fang Ping'an replied casually: "I want to buy a few residential houses in the old city, and the others are apartments."
He looked back at Zhou Yuanyuan and said, "I want to buy a few residential houses here or near here, with an area of about 140.
For apartments, you can choose here, here, or here. If there is one, it is better to be a newer apartment. "
Zhou Yuanyuan somewhat believed it when she heard what he said.
Obviously this young boy really wants to buy it.
Whether she is a rich second generation or anything else, it has nothing to do with her.
As long as she can close the deal, she can get at least hundreds of thousands in commission!
She carefully looked at the locations selected by Fang Pingan, including Jiangshan District, Gulou District, and Haixi District.
But there is none in Haicang District, across the river.
"Mr. Fang, please wait a moment. I'm going to get some information."
She turned around and trotted to her work station.
"Big money?" a colleague asked in a low voice.
She shook her head quickly and said in a low voice: "I don't know, it's just that the request is strange and I don't serve you well..."
The colleague smiled and continued to lower his head and browse the phone.
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In a week, Fang Ping'an followed Zhou Yuanyuan to four of the five districts north of the river. Haidong District was not part of his plan.
