Reborn in 2009, earn 500 million first

"By the way, you still said that this shopping mall belongs to your family? Darling, how much does it cost? It's so annoying to compare people to each other." Wu Feng exclaimed when he thought about what he had just said that this mall belonged to his family and did not require rent. stand up.

"The annual rent collected is only tens of millions. There are only three shopping malls like this, which account for the majority of profits. Other small companies cannot make so much," said Chen Zhiqiang.

Wu Feng finally understood the power of real estate. No wonder later generations said that those in the industry could not make more money than real estate. Real estate was indeed a hugely profitable industry.

"Okay, okay, stop showing off your wealth. Look at your strength, I really can't stand you." Wu Feng interrupted him.

"You are just jealous. Oh, I can't help it. Reincarnation is a technical job. I am the proud son of heaven. I can't help it. But I don't dare to show off my wealth in school, otherwise I will have no friends. Xiaofeng, I tell you as a person who has been there. You have to keep a low profile when it comes to money, otherwise you don’t know whether the people around you are sincere or fake, you know?" Chen Zhiqiang said with an expression of educating Wu Feng.

"I know, I've made hundreds of millions, and I don't go around making any noise," Wu Feng said. Chen Zhiqiang's family was richer than him, so he didn't mind hiding it.

Chen Zhiqiang smiled and shook his head after hearing this. This Xiaofeng boasted and boasted, and he made hundreds of millions. He must be fooling the devil!

It was already one o'clock after the meal was finished, and everyone was enjoying themselves. In the end, Chen Zhiqiang left the roast duck restaurant without paying. This restaurant really belonged to him.

"Is there a villa area nearby? I saw that there is a villa group in the community next to where Brother Ye lives. Let's go over there and see if there are any villas for sale," Wu Feng suggested.

"You are talking about the villa group next to Yushui New City? Yushui Villa District? That was also developed by my family. What? You want to buy a villa? Come on, I will take you to the sales office." Chen Zhiqiang opened the door and got in the car. .

Wu Shihao was guided by Chen Zhiqiang to the east gate of the villa. Next to the east gate was the sales office. The four of them got off the car and entered the sales office.

"Chen Shaohao", "Chen Shaohao", "Chen Shaohao"...

As soon as I entered the sales office, I was greeted by all the salespeople saying hello. It turned out that I was really an awesome rich second generation.

"Well, get your manager here and I'll show my friends the villa," Chen Zhiqiang said in a serious manner as soon as he entered the sales office.

"Okay, I'll call the manager over now," a young sales lady said as she looked at Chen Zhiqiang with stars in her eyes.

"Damn it, I looked at that sales lady just now. The way she looked at you, she wanted to eat you up. You've fallen into a spider's nest. Look at that, she's at least forty years old, right? She's still staring at you. Look, does she want to have sex herself or does she want to introduce her daughter to you?" Wu Feng whispered in Chen Zhiqiang's ear.

"Fuck you, that's my aunt. She's so busy with nothing to do at home that she insists on coming here to sell the villa. But I feel like my aunt is looking at you. My aunt has a daughter who is 26 years old. My aunt probably wants to introduce her to you. Here it is, seeing that you can afford a villa at such a young age, my aunt would be happy to meet you," Chen Zhiqiang said jokingly.

When Chen Zhiqiang said this, Wu Feng took a look and realized that he looked a bit like his aunt.

The manager came shortly after. He was a slightly fat middle-aged man.

"Mr. Chen, what brought you here? It's really a blessing to have you come to our sales office," the middle-aged man said flatteringly as soon as he came over.

"Oh, I said Uncle Liu, I came to my own house, and it was so bright." Chen Zhiqiang was obviously very familiar with the manager.

"Oh, Master, you see I said something wrong. What do you want Master to do when you come here?" the fat manager said, changing the subject.

"Goodbye, young master. I've said it so many times. It's so corny. I brought a friend over today and said he wants to buy our villa. You show my friend." Chen Zhiqiang said the purpose of his trip.

"Looking at the villa? It's a good relationship. You are a distinguished guest, and you are friends with our young master. The price must be the best." The fat manager took Wu Feng and the others to the sand table.

Wu Feng saw the rows of villas, there were about twenty or thirty, single-family villas, and two or two townhouses.

"How much does the villa here cost per square meter? Is it ready to move in with a bag?" Wu Feng asked the key to the problem.

If you still want to decorate it yourself, it will be time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it will take a long time before you can move in.

"They are all finely decorated, and they also use the most advanced constant temperature system, which means that the home has a constant temperature all year round. There is no need for air conditioning at all, but the annual cost is relatively high, a year," the fat manager explained .

"Okay, show me which villas haven't been sold yet," Wu Feng said.

"This way, this way, and this big area." The fat manager pointed at several places.

"Huh? What's going on with our villa? Why is there still a large piece of it that hasn't been sold out?" Chen Zhiqiang asked curiously.

"Master, you don't know. Last year's financial crisis hit our real estate industry hard. We originally paid deposits for several villas. Later, the buyers went bankrupt and had no money to pay, so they broke the contract. They didn't want it anymore. If it weren't for us, The company's reserves are sufficient, but the capital chain is broken. Now those shareholders can't wait and want the funds to flow back, so the sales price is not high," the fat manager explained.

"A group of short-sighted people who only rely on my house to suck blood," Chen Zhiqiang cursed in a low voice.

"Xiao Feng, take a look and choose whichever one you like. I'll give you the lowest price. Uncle Liu, how much does a villa cost per square meter now?" Chen Zhiqiang asked.

"The peak price in 07 was more than 08 per square meter, and in , it was more than per square meter. Now shareholders are eager to recover their funds. There is no other way, and the price is per square meter." The fat manager reported the price.

It was more expensive than what was sold on China Southern Airlines. Wu Feng thought about the surrounding development, and it was indeed much better than what China Southern Airlines had. But after five or six years, Wu Feng knew that there would be no difference, and the price was quite cheap. .

If I buy them all, how much will it cost?

"How much is your villa?" Wu Feng asked, how much does one cost on average?

"The big one is more than square meters, the small one is more than square meters, and there are also more than square meters. It all depends on which type you want," the fat manager explained.

"It's more than four hundred square meters! How many buildings do you have left here that haven't been sold? How many square meters are they in total?" Wu Feng asked.

"409 square meters requires 237 million. Our young master brought you here today. I will give you 230 million and erase the fraction," the fat manager said in a dignified manner.

"How many buildings do you still have that have not been sold out?" Wu Feng asked the question again. If possible, it doesn't matter if the rest are covered. Anyway, he will make a profit without losing money.

“啊？246平的有七栋，358平有4栋，409的有3栋”胖经理报出了没卖出去的别墅信息。

Wu Feng weighed it in his mind and realized that the total amount was less than million. It would not be a loss if he took it all in. It would not be long before the price started to rise.

"I want them all. How much is the total?" Wu Feng said nonchalantly.

He didn't care, but that didn't mean he didn't care about what he heard. At this time, they all looked at Wu Feng dumbfounded, thinking that they heard wrongly.

"What...what...you...you...you...want...all of it?" the fat manager asked stammeringly.