Chapter 55 The Fifty-Fifth Day of Not Running Away The Fifty-Fifth Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 55 The Fifty-Fifth Day of Not Running Away The Fifty-Fifth Day of Not Running Away...

Jiang Zihan touched her face. "Really?"

Zhao Dan nodded: "Yes, absolutely! Xiao Jiang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Zihan shook her head. "No, it's just that it's too noisy around my house."

Zhao Dan said "Oh," and then said, "Why not come back to the hotel? The room is already open anyway."

The waiter came over and asked them what they would like to drink. Jiang Zihan was too embarrassed to order anything else, so she just asked for a glass of plain water. After the waiter left, she said, "I've been having some troubles at home lately. I'm so upset that I can't sleep well even when I get back."

Jiang Zihan had spent a lot of time with Wen Chan and knew that Wen Chan was a free-spirited person, which is why she dared to talk to Wen Chan about her family.

Wen Chan put down the milk she was holding. "What's wrong with your family? Are you alright?"

Jiang Zihan said, "My family is moving to a new house, and we'd like to move to the Huaihai Road area."

Zhao Dan and Liu Yan were both somewhat surprised.

Liu Yan has been running around a lot these past few days, so she's practically a Shanghai expert. How could she not know what kind of area Huaihai Road is? "Houses there aren't cheap. It would be suitable for your family to buy there."

“Yes, putting everything else aside, there are many shops around that place, it will definitely be valuable in the future.” Zhao Dan also has a good eye. “Just like Shenzhen, housing prices have been rising year after year. When we first came to Shenzhen in 1984, houses were only two or three hundred yuan per square meter, but now they have risen to more than a thousand, and good locations are more than two thousand.”

Jiang Zihan said, "I know the location is good. To be honest, if we could move there, our family would be transformed. My nephews and nieces would be able to go to good schools in the future, unlike when we were young and the teachers at our school couldn't even speak English."

"Is it because you're short of money or something?" Wen Chan asked with concern. "How expensive is that house?"

Jiang Zihan went to see the house with her parents. The house wasn't big, only 31 square meters, and it was just right to be divided into two bedrooms and a living room. For the Jiang family, this house was perfect. It had steel windows, waxed floors, and snow-white walls. The living room had a balcony that faced the main road outside, so the air was fresh.

The kitchen has a gas stove and a large sink, and the living room is spacious.

When Jiang's mother walked into the room, her eyes were red.

Women from lower-class areas dream of living in an apartment building their whole lives.

Especially when she saw the toilet and bathtub in the private bathroom, Jiang's mother said to Jiang Zihan, "Your father and I are so old. From when I was a little girl to when I married your father, I first cleaned toilets for ten years, and then the government built public toilets, and I went to public toilets for more than twenty years. I have always wanted to have my own toilet at home."

These words weighed heavily on Jiang Zihan's heart.

When she left the house, she realized that her parents' hair had turned white, especially her mother's. When she was little, she remembered that her mother was the most beautiful girl in the alley. Back then, when she walked through the alley in a white polyester dress, everyone praised her for being beautiful.

But time flies, and the former alleyway beauty has become a grandmother. The desire to compete for attention is long gone, and all she thinks about now is where to buy fresh vegetables and what her family likes to eat.

“The apartment is 31 square meters and costs 30,000 yuan. My family is short about 4,000 to 5,000 yuan.” Jiang Zihan said, “I can come up with that money, but I’m a little hesitant.”

Jiang Zihan fiddled with her fingers, unsure of what to say.

The money was given to her family. To be honest, she went with Wen Chan to be her assistant, and she didn't know how long it would be before she came back.

Let's talk about giving her one-third of the property rights. But who knows how many years it will be before her parents pass away? Besides, will her older brother and sister-in-law really be willing to give her one-third of the money or the house then?

Jiang Zihan may be young, but she is a girl who has been out in the world for a while. She could be innocent when she was fifteen or sixteen, but can she still be innocent now?

Wen Chan took a sip of milk and said, "A house for 30,000 yuan, on Huaihai Road, come on, take me to see it. Sister Zhao, are you interested?"

Zhao Dan had plenty of money and nothing to do, so of course he was happy to keep her company.

Liu Yan also wanted to see houses in Shanghai, so she and her group, along with Fatty, bodyguards, and bag carriers, took a taxi there.

I must say, the location of that house is really good. It's right on Huaihai Middle Road, surrounded by department stores and all sorts of shops. There's a vegetable market across the street, and I heard that subway construction is going to start nearby in September.

If Wen Chan was somewhat hesitant before coming, she made up her mind after arriving. The building was newly built, consisting of two detached buildings, about ten stories high. The ground floor units were small, about 31 square meters, while the upper floors had larger units, the largest of which was 100 square meters per room.

In addition, there is an elevator in this building.

The saleswoman was dressed smartly in a suit and skirt. When she saw them coming, she enthusiastically introduced the property, saying, "Don't be fooled by how expensive this place is; the prices will be much higher in the future."

The fat man couldn't help but say, "Miss, this place costs a thousand per square meter, that's too expensive! The average wage is only two or three hundred these days."

The saleswoman reacted quickly, recognizing his Beijing accent, and said, "Sir, housing prices in Beijing are much higher than here. While average wages are lower now, there are many wealthy people, and many business owners come to buy houses here."

She took out the company's floor list and handed it to them, saying, "Look, more than twenty apartments have already been sold here, most of them to small business owners from Zhejiang. They buy several at a time."

Zhao Dan and the others took a look, and it really wasn't an exaggeration.

Zhao Dan and the others thought that the 100-square-meter apartment upstairs was something most people wouldn't be willing to buy, since 100 square meters would cost 100,000 yuan.

How many people can come up with 100,000 yuan these days, let alone just to buy a house?

Surprisingly, a lot of people bought it.

Wen Chan took a pencil and sketched four or five 100-square-meter houses and about ten smaller houses on it. "I want all of these."

The saleswoman was stunned for a moment, not reacting at first, and even exclaimed "Ah!" Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she stared at Wen Chan, "Ms. Wen, you must be joking."

Wen Chan laughed and said, "Why would I joke like that? I really do plan to buy it. Even people with out-of-town residency can buy it, right?"

"I...I don't understand. Please have a seat, I'll go get our manager." The saleswoman said a few words to her colleague, then ran upstairs like a shot to find the manager.

The colleagues were also surprised and asked everyone to sit down, pouring them a glass of water.

Liu Yan looked at Wen Chan in disbelief, holding her water glass, and whispered, "Wen Chan, why are you buying so many houses? Are you going to live here in Shanghai?"

Wen Chan said, "Why do I need to live here to buy a house? I can just rent out these houses after I buy them."

"Rent it out?!" Zhao Dan said, "The rent for this place is at most thirty yuan a month, which is not worth it. Girl, don't be impulsive. The interest earned by keeping this money in the bank is much higher than the rent."

Wen Chan's purchase of seventeen or eighteen houses in one go is an incredibly extravagant move; it must have cost at least seven or eight hundred thousand yuan.

Just as they were discussing, the manager in a suit rushed over. He was sweating profusely, but he didn't bother to wipe it off. He greeted everyone with a big smile, "Hello, may I ask who is Miss Wen?"

Wen Chan stood up, and Manager Lin showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. Then he said, "Ms. Wen, are you really planning to buy so many houses? Current policies allow non-locals to buy houses in Shanghai, but are you really planning to buy so many houses at once?"

"Of course," Wen Chan said. "I'm not here to make fun of you. Are there any discounts for buying so many houses together?"

Manager Lin immediately replied, "Yes, of course, I can give you a 10% discount."

Wen Chan looked at Jiang Zihan, "Xiao Jiang, call your parents over tomorrow and buy it together. They should be able to scrape together the 10% discount."

Jiang Zihan then realized something was wrong and was about to nod when she realized something was amiss.

Did Sister Wen buy all these houses for her sake?!

Jiang Zihan bit her lip, glanced at Manager Lin, and pulled Wen Chan aside. "Sister Wen, don't do anything rash. This is seven or eight hundred thousand yuan. It's not worth sacrificing so much for my family's house."

ah?

Wen Chan was stunned for a moment.

When she came to her senses, she was both amused and exasperated. She wasn't doing it for Jiang Zihan at all; she would never do something like throwing away seven or eight hundred thousand yuan for a few thousand yuan.

Wen Chan was drawn to this location, which would later become a famous commercial street in Shanghai, with countless luxury brands setting up stores here, and major foreign companies opening branches in the surrounding area.

This place is a worthwhile investment.

"You're overthinking it. I want to buy it myself." Wen Chan looked at Manager Lin: "It's settled then. I'll bring my bankbook tomorrow, and you can arrange to meet with the bank and staff so we can sign the contract."

She left her address and phone number with Manager Lin.

After seeing that Wen Chan was staying at a famous hotel, Manager Lin became even more polite to Wen Chan, and even personally called a taxi, prepaid the fare, and sent them back.

Zhao Dan, Liu Yan, and the others were still reeling from the shock of Wen Chan buying more than a dozen houses in one go, especially Liu Yan.

She knew Wen Chan was rich, but being rich and being willing to spend money are two different things.

Liu Yan wanted to persuade Wen Chan but didn't know how to bring it up. Jiang Zihan, on the other hand, hesitated for a moment after arriving at the hotel, and only after confirming again that Wen Chan really wanted to buy it did she ask Wen Chan for leave to go home and talk about it.

Zhao Dan was very puzzled and kept asking Wen Chan why she bought so many houses during dinner.

Wen Chan said, "Invest and earn rent."

“How high can the rent be?” Boss Ye earnestly persuaded, “Look, the rent for our factory over there is only a little over three thousand a year. Girl, the rent for this house is even cheaper. We rent an apartment in the community for only a little over one thousand a year.”

Wen Chan said, "The present may not be the same as the future. The rent can go up. A subway station is going to be built nearby. When the area becomes prosperous in the future, the rent may rise to more than a thousand a month, or even more than ten thousand."

"Who would be willing to rent a place for over ten thousand yuan?" The fat man almost spat out the water in his mouth.

Wen Chan ate a yam and said casually, "The monthly rent for an apartment in New York is 50,000."

The fat man and Zhao Dan and the others fell silent.

Wen Chan said, "After so many years of reform and opening up, it's only a matter of time before housing prices are liberalized, and prices will definitely rise. If we don't buy now, when will we? If we buy now, we can negotiate the price together. If we can get an 80% discount, wouldn't we be making a profit?"