Chapter 106 The 106th Day of Not Running Away The 106th Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 106 The 106th Day of Not Running Away The 106th Day of Not Running Away...

"Two million is absolutely impossible!"

Hu Cheng said through gritted teeth.

Chen Bozheng and Liang Wenxuan exchanged a glance. Liang Wenxuan said, "If you can't pay, then forget it. Go ahead and sue."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Sun Yue to leave.

Seeing that the group was about to walk out of the restaurant, Hu Cheng quickly said, "Wait!"

He stood up, trembling all over, and said, "I'll give you a maximum of 1.8 million. Take the money and get a divorce immediately."

Liang Wenxuan looked at Sun Yue, and Sun Yue nodded.

Hu Cheng's money was transferred from his account to Sun Yue's savings account. The two got their divorce certificate. When they came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Hu Cheng had a dark face and pointed at Sun Yue, saying, "I guess I misjudged you. I didn't expect you to be just as materialistic as other women!"

Sun Yue looked at him, remained silent, and said nothing.

Once she got the money, the first thing Sun Yue did was ask Liang Wenxuan for help to buy a courtyard house near the Liang family's home. She moved in, but she didn't do much renovation. She and her daughter only needed two rooms, and rented out the other rooms.

In addition, Sun Yue also set up a breakfast stall, specializing in selling steamed buns and soy milk.

Liang Wenxuan privately told Chen Bozheng, "My younger sister has always been timid and afraid of trouble. This time, she was probably provoked by her mother. I didn't expect her to dare to set up a stall."

"This is a good thing. With her abilities, she could easily run a small restaurant."

Chen Bozheng said that Sun Yue's cooking skills were indeed quite good.

Liang Wenxuan thought for a moment and shook his head. "Taking too big a step can easily lead to trouble. She's just starting out in the workforce and earning money. Let her set up a breakfast stall first to practice. We'll talk about it later. Anyway, the two of them aren't short of money now."

One million eight hundred thousand is not a small amount.

It's fair to say that even if Sun Yue and her mother never work again, they could live a comfortable life on the bank interest alone.

But Sun Yue clearly wanted to do something to show her mother and Hu Cheng.

"Ring ring—"

Chen Bozheng's mobile phone suddenly rang.

He answered the cell phone, and upon hearing the voice on the other end, his expression changed, and he smiled: "Okay, Mr. Deng, no problem, we'll head over to the neighborhood right now."

After Chen Bozheng hung up the phone, Liang Wenxuan asked curiously, "Who called? Why were you so excited?"

Chen Bozheng said, "Our big client, Mr. Deng, the wealthy Hong Kong man I mentioned before, has returned from Shenzhen!"

Upon hearing that it was Deng Chaotian, Liang Wenxuan's eyes lit up like an owl's, and he quickly hailed a yellow taxi with Chen Bozheng and rushed back.

When they arrived at their destination, Chen Bozheng and the others saw Deng Chaotian and his group waiting at the entrance of the residential area from afar.

Chen Bo hurried over, saying, "Mr. Deng."

Deng Chaotian, holding his cane, turned his head to look at him and smiled: "Little Chen."

"Mr. Deng, this is our partner, Mr. Liang Wenxuan," Chen Bo introduced them, then said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Why don't you go in? We have colleagues in the sales office."

As he spoke, he led the group inside.

Construction is underway in the residential area, with constant thumping sounds of construction workers pushing carts, carrying cement, and unloading sand.

The place was very dusty. As soon as Chen Bo entered the sales office, he immediately found a few masks and handed them to Deng Chaotian and the others. "There's a lot of dust during construction, so please make do with these."

"It's alright, we've already gotten used to it in Hong Kong."

Deng Chaotian didn't seem to care, took the mask and stuffed it into his pocket. "Hong Kong is under construction everywhere right now, there's dust everywhere."

"Really?" Chen Bozheng smiled and said, "What kind of house would you like to see? We have two types of apartments, the larger one is over 130 square meters and the smaller one is 60 square meters. We also have a model apartment."

"Let's go take a look at the model home first."

Deng Chaotian said.

The people he brought were dressed in unusual attire, like wealthy people. However, they were all arrogant and didn't talk much after arriving. Even when Hua Lingfeng poured water for them, they just glanced at it and didn't say thank you.

Hua Lingfeng quietly pursed his lips as he walked away.

"This is the model room. It faces south. In Beijing, we believe that a north-facing room has good feng shui, and look at the sun here..."

Chen Bo was showing the exhibits to Deng Chaotian and the others in a very open and generous manner, without showing any resistance to doing odd jobs.

The wealthy people barely glanced at the house's decor.

One of the men, a thin, elderly man, said, "This place is quite nice. How much per square meter?"

“1,610 square meters,” Chen Bozheng said.

The old man exchanged glances with his friends, then shook his head: "It's a bit expensive, two hundred yuan per square meter more than the ones next door. And yours are still unfinished, so it's not worth it."

“It’s only 1,800 yuan per square meter in the Asian Games Village,” Deng Chaotian said. “They even include decoration and finishing there. Why are you selling it for so much more here?”

Liang Wenxuan and Hua Lingfeng were both a little nervous.

Chen Bozheng said, "Because we can guarantee that we use only the best materials. I can take you down to see our building materials. It's no exaggeration to say that all the building materials used in our community, whether it's cement, steel bars, or even the thickness of the floors, meet the highest standards in China. Living here, the sound insulation is excellent, and it's earthquake-resistant. There will absolutely be no situation like when there's an earthquake in other places, but here, even a little aftershock causes the floor slabs to crack and leak."

Is it true?

The old man questioned again, "We're all in business, we're all experts, don't try to fool us."

“That’s right. Some people in Hong Kong make it sound nice, saying that everything is made with high-quality materials, but in the end, they use seawater to build the houses. After a few years, the steel bars corrode, and the buildings become shoddy constructions. We can’t renovate them, and we can’t rent them out. The houses are stuck in our hands.” A stylish old lady chimed in.

The more picky these elderly folks were, the more confident Chen Bozheng felt.

Those who complain about the goods are the ones who actually buy them.

If you don't want to buy it, why bother picking and choosing?

Chen Bozheng said, "If that's what everyone says, then let's go check out the construction upstairs and see if they're using good materials. If I'm lying, I'll give each of you six an apartment today!"

Deng Chaotian laughed when he heard Chen Bozheng's words, "Young man, don't talk nonsense. We're serious about giving away houses. Don't be reluctant to pay for it yourself later."

"That's impossible. Although I'm not a big shot, I'm a man of my word, that's the most basic principle."

Chen Bo shook his head and said directly, "It's all pointless for us to say anything more here. Go upstairs, and investigate however you want. If you find anything wrong, I mean what I say!"

These elderly men and women were quite interested and followed Chen Bozheng upstairs to see the construction site. They verified the cement, steel bars, red bricks, and sand one by one, and even watched the workers' craftsmanship.

The tour alone took two hours.

These people are really picky and really good at finding fault.

Hua Lingfeng admired Chen Bozheng's good temper. He was exhausted from running errands with him and was getting impatient. Chen Bozheng was responsible for showing the place, explaining things, and answering these elderly men and women questions about where the landscaping was planned, where the parking garages would be built, the traffic conditions, and how many primary schools, middle schools, and hospitals were nearby.

By the time everyone finished reading and asking questions, it was already dark.

As everyone was about to leave, Chen Bozheng asked, "How about I treat you to dinner?"

Deng Chaotian waved his hand, "No need, we've had a long day for you, it's not fair for you to treat us. Besides, we have some things to do too."

Chen Bozheng understood that the other party had politely declined, so he did not insist.

Once they left, the sales office became completely quiet.

Liang Wenxuan handed Chen Bozheng a bottle of Coke, "Have some Coke, this dinner is on me tonight, Xiao Chen, I'm impressed by you, how can you be so good-natured."

Chen Bo took a sip of his Coke. He thought installing a refrigerator in the sales office was the best thing he could do. Without this refrigerator, where would we get iced Coke?

He wasn't without fatigue, but he had to keep going just now because "when someone wants to buy a house, I have to explain things clearly to them."

"But if they don't buy, we'll have wasted a whole day."

Hua Lingfeng frowned and said, "Those old men and women, relying on their money, really treat us like donkeys."

Chen Bozheng laughed out loud, choked, coughed a few times, and took a few tissues from the table to wipe his mouth: "What you're saying is, if every person who looks at a house can buy one, then how can we make money in this industry? I'm not afraid of them being picky, I'm afraid they won't look at any houses. At worst, we can just consider it building connections."

Liang Wenxuan gave Chen Bozheng a thumbs up: "Dude, you're really something. If you make a fortune, then it's only right."

Chen Bo chuckled, "Stop being silly, let's go eat. I'm starving. You're treating tonight, I won't stand on ceremony."

That evening, they ate at a nearby Sichuan restaurant, ordering twice-cooked pork, cold dishes, stir-fried shredded potatoes with green peppers, and Mapo tofu.

These men had huge appetites, and they ate in large bowls. The rice was probably brought from the owner's hometown, steamed until the grains were distinct. The Mapo Tofu was spicy and fragrant, and the cold dish included thinly sliced ​​beef with peanuts, cucumber, walnuts, and pig's ears. The various textures blended together, and the meat coated in red oil rolled in the rice. It was incredibly appetizing.

Just as everyone was engrossed in their meal, Chen Bozheng's phone rang again, this time with good news.

Deng Chaotian and his friends have discussed it and decided to buy the building.

"Buy a building?!" Chen Bo suddenly looked up, sat up straight, and pulled out a few tissues to wipe his mouth. "Mr. Deng, I don't quite understand."

Deng Chaotian said, “What don’t you understand? It’s very simple. We’ve looked at your neighborhood and the location is good. You guys are also conscientious; you didn’t use shoddy building materials. We plan to buy a building. In the future, you can help with the renovations, and it would be best if you could also help with the rental arrangements. Just make sure the money is transferred to our company account on time.”

Chen Bo was somewhat dizzy from being hit by this huge pie.

He glanced at the people around him and said in a low voice, "Mr. Deng, first of all, I am very grateful for your support, but I must remind you that each of our buildings costs at least ten million, and some units in each building have already been sold, so we cannot contract them out to you."

Deng Chaotian thought for a moment and said, "If it's sold, it's sold. It's alright. You can discuss with them and we'll add 200 yuan per square meter to buy it back."