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Chapter 107 Buying a House
Sometimes, the more you get along with dogs, the more you like dogs, and people...

That depends on how pretty she is.

Gan Jing didn't realize that Zhang Zhenzhen's appearance had the magic power to make her change. It was like that at the beginning, so now she doesn't need to be too deliberate.

This trip to Huayi actually made him more certain of one thing.

It seems that I don't need an agent for the time being, at least for now, having such an agent does not make me happy.

Gan Jing didn't like Huang Yong's slightly philistine behavior. He is relatively a young man who can distinguish right from wrong—adults judge pros and cons, and children distinguish right from wrong.

The childish Gan Jing took the dog all the way back to the hotel, not thinking whether Huang Yong would be talking about him behind his back, nor thinking about how Zhang Zhenzhen would think about the scene just now, he just suddenly felt that he needed a nest?
It's okay to live in Hilton like this now!
The most important thing is that if you spend money like this every day, you won’t be able to get anything when you leave in the end. It’s better to buy a place to stay.

After thinking about it like this, he really thought in his heart that if he has money, he can buy something to preserve his value. Now he is no longer a small security guard.

Now I am a big security guard!It's a security chief!

Can the head security guard buy a house to live in? !

That night, Gan Jing suddenly had a change in his perception of his identity.

The young man was quick and straightforward, with a crispness all over his body.

So... In the next few days, those real estate agents saw such a scene. A young man wearing sunglasses often wandered around the store with a golden retriever. Ask about this property today, and ask about that property tomorrow , it is very exhilarating.

The intermediaries answered the questions enthusiastically at first, but later saw that he always did not make a move and then lost their minds, and only answered his questions out of professionalism.

Coincidentally, there was a new real estate information posted on this day. The owner was planning to sell the house and immigrate abroad. When he came to the agency to register the information, one person and one dog were browsing the listing information.

When he heard that this person's house was on the second floor of a small high-rise in CY District, Gan Jing paid attention and directly inquired about the price.

In 09, the house price in CY District was about 200. This house is more than 280 square meters, and the balcony is half free. The total cost is more than [-] million.

Gan Jing was a little hesitant, but when he saw the real photos taken by the homeowner's camera, he was immediately moved by the big balcony on the attic - this balcony is really wonderful for the dog to bask in the sun.

"Can it be cheaper?" Gan Jing asked the price while stroking the golden retriever's head.

The homeowner is a middle-aged man with a gentle personality. He said: "If you can pay the full price, it can be cheaper. The sooner the time, the better."

The agent Wang Qiang lowered his head to register the information, posted the house on the Internet, and said with a smile: "If I can give it now, it's not a problem if it's cheaper by a hundred thousand?"

The homeowner nodded after thinking for a while, and said to the agent: "If someone can pay in full in these two days, they can give 270 million."

"Really?" Gan Jing interjected and asked.

"Hey, Xiao Gan, if you buy it now, I'll give you another [-] yuan cheaper." Wang Qiang squeezed out a sentence, but Gan Jing didn't realize that Gan Jing had this ability.

Gan Jing regained his energy completely, and looked at the owner with flickering eyes.

The middle-aged homeowner hesitated for a moment, looked at Gan Jing who was wearing sunglasses, thought for a while, and thought that it would be good to find a buyer face-to-face in this way - now it is said that the real estate outside is rising, and time is also a cost.

"That's right, do you want to buy it?" The homeowner looked at Gan Jing expectantly, but nothing could be seen from the sunglasses.

"Wait a minute, let me ask."

After saying this, the agent and the homeowner saw Gan Jing lowered his body slightly and said to the golden retriever he brought: "Would you like to bask in the sun on the balcony in the future?"

After a few seconds, Gan Jing stood up straight, nodded and said, "Okay."

The agent Wang Qiang didn't react, and the owner was also stunned.

it is good?What good?
Immediately, the two saw Gan Jing take out the bank card from his pocket, and handed it over: "Let's transfer the money. What about the contract? Do you want to sign a contract? Transfer ownership? By the way, how about the decoration? How about your photo?" Show me."

A series of questions came along with the ICBC bank card.

Wang Qiang swallowed, what the hell?

So you want to buy a house casually?Why don't you go for a field trip?

You asked that golden retriever just now, can this dog answer you?It knows a fart!Can be your master?
Wang Qiang took the bank card expectantly, and asked hesitantly, "Are you really going to buy it?" He couldn't help adding honorifics to his words, which appeared again after the first meeting.

"Of course, Gouzi said he likes it very much." Gan Jing stroked the golden retriever's forehead and watched it stick out its tongue, as if expressing joy.

Wang Qiang swallowed his saliva, glanced at the owner of the house next to him who was also stunned, and knew that he was not the only one who felt weird.

"Then...then..." In his panic, he didn't even know the working procedure.

"Contract, yes, contract. Come, the two of you sit inside." Wang Qiang found the corresponding contract and led Gan Jing and the owner into a private meeting room.

An hour later, Gan Jing walked out with the golden retriever refreshed.

He shook hands with the landlord and said goodbye, and agreed to meet again when other formalities were completed.

"Gan Jing, his name is Gan Jing..." Wang Qiang walked to the door and muttered to the owner.

"That's right, didn't you just read his ID card?" The homeowner was a middle-aged man, and he didn't understand what the agent was thinking when he said the name.

"I seem to know who he is..." Wang Qiang smiled wryly.

"Who is it?" Gan Jing's sharpness left a deep impression on the homeowner, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

A gust of wind blew, and a crumpled newspaper happened to blow nearby.

Wang Qiang pointed to the blurry photo on the newspaper and said, "Here, it's him!"

"Who is he?" The homeowner became more and more curious, walked a few steps, picked up the newspaper on the ground, and looked at it carefully.

Wang Qiang didn't read the newspaper, and said to himself: "He is Mei Lanfang, he is a poisoned milk powder, he is a gambling god, and he is a bad-tempered actor. Hmm...he doesn't seem to have a bad temper."

"..." The homeowner couldn't accept such information for a while, looked at the newspaper in confusion, and said after a while, "Is it just a third-tier star?"

Third-tier stars?
Wang Qiang was also confused. Sometimes we can see news about this person, but he has only made one movie, is he considered a star?Is it a third line?
There is no answer to this question, and for Gan Jing, he will now go to the United States with another identity.

An invitation letter to the premiere ceremony of "The Hangover" appeared in front of Gan Jing, sincerely inviting the Chinese investor to come and give guidance.

Mr. Gan Jing happily agreed to the invitation and will be traveling soon.

(End of this chapter)