Chapter 500 Understanding

"Of course I imagined you to be young and handsome, but I didn't have enough imagination. I didn't expect you to be even younger and more handsome. When I sell houses, most of my clients are over forty years old. Like you It’s rare to see a house by yourself at the age of twenty-nine.”

April told the truth, after all, the houses in their Jingyan Group were not cheap, and a casual one would cost 18 million. In today's social environment, thirty years old is considered a young person. According to the normal trajectory, I graduated at the age of 22 and earned a down payment of 3 million in eight years. Even with the help of my parents, I still have to be able to repay the monthly payment of 40,000 yuan, which is not easy.

She called Wang Yan to sell the house, and of course she had general information. Twenty-nine years old, engaged in finance, living in Tomson Yipin, she saw the car she drove just now, it cost more than two million, which was quite sufficient.

"You are more beautiful and exciting than I imagined." Wang Yan responded with a smile and stepped forward: "Let's go and have a look."

"Please come this way." April waved, stepping on her high heels to lead the way.

The two of them went in and went through the sales process normally. They talked about the sand table and map first, and then took them to the model room. Speaking of which, Jingyan Group's sales are quite complicated. The sales office has a dedicated sales team. April said she sometimes comes to the project to sell on site, and sometimes she works outside to attract customers, and she still sells her own projects. Also, the salespeople are a bit too glamorous. But it’s still a fictional TV series. Since that’s how the company operates now, that’s what it’s all about.

"Our current model apartment is 130 square meters with three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms. Knowing that you will not live in it yourself when buying a house, I have inquired about the current rental prices in XH District. For an area like this, it is about 9 About 1,000. Our company has a decoration business and can decorate according to your requirements. The sales are quite good. You can also see the current model room in the sales office, and there are many customers..."

April's professionalism is very good. According to Yang Ke's high regard for April in the play, when he later went solo, he even made April the sales manager. This 'manager' cannot be just called a salesperson. The title is a real sales leader with actual power. From this point of view, Aipel should be a top-selling player with an annual income of one million. Even if it is not that much money, it should not be a big problem to earn hundreds of thousands per year. Therefore, the golden years are really gilded, and the conditions of those who appeared, even Zhang Anren, who was criticized, and Yuan Yuan, who falsified her academic qualifications and resume, were not bad.

Wang Yan followed her around and looked at several different apartment types. He returned to the sales office and found a seat to sit across from each other. He started taking the floor plans and found a house on a high floor with a better view and calculated it on the spot. money.

"In the end, it's exactly 14.5 million. What do you think?" April pushed the house plan full of numbers in front of Wang Yan.

After glancing at the various so-called discounts above, Wang Yan shook his head and took a sip of the lemonade provided by the water bar here: "You know that I am in finance, right? What are the returns and benefits you calculated, or something else, for me? It is useless. My return rate in the past three years is 53%, which means that in three years, this 14.5 million will become 22 million. My performance is not good and cannot reach this level, but with the current situation of the real estate industry, this house will not be worth 20 million in three years. I am here with you today. I am just a little idle. I understand. It’s just what’s going on with real estate now.”

April was still smiling like a flower: "I know Mr. Wang that you are a financial expert, but after you buy the house, you can mortgage it to the bank. With your high return, isn't it just a house for nothing? But Mr. Wang, you don't It doesn’t matter if you fall in love with this one, as you said, you need to understand the market. In just over a month, the project we are developing in Pudong, called Dongli, will be positioned as a high-end residential property. It’s carefully crafted by a powerful customer like you. If you have time, would you be interested in going there to learn more about it?”

"I heard that I was here to entertain you, but my expression didn't change. It's amazing. No matter what, it's a sin to entertain a beautiful woman like you. It's noon, I'll treat you to dinner, let's go." After that, Wang Yan laughed. got up and left.

To make it clear, not only did he not want to buy a house, April actually didn't want to sell the house. Now it's time to make an appointment in advance and get closer to each other, so as not to burn incense when the house is sold.

Seeing Wang Yan getting up and leaving, April closed her open mouth, reluctantly picked up the bag on the seat, got up and followed. This man doesn't give you a chance to say no...

After getting in the car and not leaving in a hurry, Wang Yan grabbed his cell phone and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

April smiled and said: "Your treat is of course up to you."

"Don't always be yours, yours, it sounds uncomfortable." Wang Yan shook his head: "Then just have a bite on the Bund. I happened to see your Jingyan Group working in the Central Building, not far from where I live. I'll send it to the company for you. You told me on the phone before, so I picked you up right away."

"I was here at that time. Besides, we are in sales. If we don't pick up customers, it means we haven't done our job well. How can we get customers to pick up our work?"

"Oh, when you say that, there is another thing wrong with me. You have to eat and drink freely. Don't be polite to me."

"I am a weak woman, how much can I eat if I let go? Besides, you know it, right? It will be hot soon. We women should lose weight and wait for beautiful clothes. Summer is the battlefield for women."

"You are wrong." Wang Yan shook his head, started the car and drove away from the sales office, speeding on the road: "Summer is the battlefield for beautiful women."

Apel smiled back appropriately: "Thank you Mr. Wang for your approval."

Chatting all the way, Wang was humorous and the two had a good chat. It was also during this process that some information about this Apel was extracted by him.

The woman's real name is Jin Ya, she is 28 years old and her hometown is Hebei Province. After graduation, she worked as a clerk for a while. Later, she felt that she didn't make enough money, so she joined the sales industry. Finally, she applied to work under Jing Yan and Yang Ke for four years.

Soon, the two went to Weijing Pavilion on the Bund, a high-end Chinese restaurant, where a meal costs 1,000 yuan. Jin Ya symbolically ordered two dishes that were neither cheap nor expensive, and Wang Yan ordered the rest for a table.

Watching the waiter leave, Jin Ya shook her head and said, "You ordered too much. There's no way the two of us can finish it. It's a waste."

"No, I've always been a big eater. And in restaurants like theirs, the boss only has one plate with so many dishes. The main thing to eat is the taste. How can you be full if you order less?"

Jin Ya raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Then I want to see how big you eat."

Soon, one dish after another was served on the table, and the two began to eat and drink. Of course, it was mainly Wang Yan who was eating. After all, Jin Ya had to pay attention to her eating manners, and she seemed to be really losing weight, so she barely ate a bite.

Jin Ya looked at Wang Yan who was eating strangely. He ate so fast and so deliciously, but he gave her a sense of elegance. It's not like she hasn't eaten with other rich people before, but she was the first one like Wang Yan. Unable to figure it out, she stopped thinking about it: "You usually exercise, right? Otherwise, you shouldn't eat so much?"

"Of course, to keep healthy. Didn't we perform that skit? The greatest sorrow in the world is that people die without spending their money. Although I don't have a lot of money, I am rich enough. I strive to spend a few more years in good health, that's what I pursue." Wang Yan smiled and nodded: "But I won't be like those who exercise, and make myself suffer in eating and drinking. Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, mainly for my own comfort."

"You are less than 30 years old, it's too early to say those things now." Jin Ya shook her head and laughed, as if Wang Yan's words were very humorous.

"Don't talk about me. When you were in the car before, you said you were 28 years old. Looking at you like this, you don't have a boyfriend, right?"

Jin Ya tried her best to control herself, just looking at Wang Yan with a puzzled look on her face.

Seeing her like this, Wang Yan drank a sip of water and smiled at her: "You think wrong, don't be so nervous, I definitely don't mean to say that you are selling yourself for money. I can feel that you are a persistent woman. Although it is inevitable to smile, you can also make money. It's just that what you are doing now should be very difficult to find a boyfriend. You are in contact with rich and powerful men every day, and you probably don't like ordinary men. Not to mention that your income is not low, this also involves the issue of trust.

When ordinary people see a beautiful woman like you who is dressed brightly, they will take it for granted that she is either related to many men or to a man who has relationships with many women. As long as you continue to do this job, you will always be suspicious. If two people are dating, if there is suspicion, why should they be together?

And if you find a rich man, You have met many people, and there should be some who want to support you, right? Or they say that you have a commission for buying a house, and they say something like sleeping with you. Oh, you look disgusted, I am right, so you dare not believe rich people. You look down on the inferior ones, and the high ones are hard to reach if you don't want to put yourself in a difficult position. You are stuck in the middle. If you are not single, who will be single? "

"Isn't it? You are right." Jin Ya smiled bitterly and nodded: "But I have let it go. So let it go. It's best to meet someone, but if not, forget it. I can live well by myself."

"It's all a good life. You eat, don't just look at me, losing weight doesn't matter if you eat this meal..."

Wang Yan has never made a mistake in judging people. Although Jin Ya acted very open-minded in contact with him, she was actually very far away from him. If she doesn't want to make money standing up, what else can she be? After all, he, Wang, is still rich and young, and he is young and rich. If you want to make money without doing anything, a young and strong player like him is definitely a good target, but Jin Ya didn't send any signals.

After a meal, the distance between the two of them narrowed a lot. The main reason is that Wang Yan can speak colloquialisms, and Jin Ya is professional, so she can find something to say when she has nothing to say to avoid the embarrassment of the sudden silence in the air. She has learned archery, tennis, golf and other messes, although she is half-baked, but she can speak colloquialisms, and other operas, anyway, she can say a few words about useful and useless things, so naturally they have a good chat.

The car stopped steadily at the entrance of the central building. Dabolang stepped out of the car in high heels and bowed to Wang Yan in the main driver's seat and waved: "We agreed that we can't stand up the Dongli opening. Even if we don't buy it, it's good to learn more about it."

"I'll wait for your news."

"Goodbye, drive slowly." Dabolang gently closed the passenger door, smiled with big white teeth and waved to herself in the anti-peep film until the car drove away, then she lifted her hair and turned to go into the building to return to the company.

But as soon as she turned her head, she was caught off guard by a man standing a few steps behind her drinking coffee. She was startled and patted her chest to comfort herself. She threw her bag and hit him angrily: "Brother, don't you know that scaring people to death?"

Hidden for a while, Yang Ke gestured in the direction where the car had just left: "What do you mean? A new love?"

"Go, I don't even have an old love, how can I have a new love?" Jin Ya smiled and said: "It's Wang Yan. I called and made an appointment to see the house in Jinxiu Huafu this morning."

Frowning and recalling the information he had learned, Yang Ke said: "Tangchen Yipin, Jin The one from Rong? How is it? "

"That's him." Jin Ya walked into the building and said, "If it was sold, wouldn't I have sent you a war report in the group? What else can I do? I went to find him to see Dongli in advance. He came because he was free and came out to learn about the real estate market. Is he a financial elite? He told me that he had a return of 53% in three years. The house payment of 14 million yuan turned into 22 million yuan in his hands in three years. He also said that with the current real estate market, it is impossible to increase to 20 million in three years. Although he was very conservative, I still felt that he was bad-mouthing the real estate market, and Dongli probably had no hope. "

"Then why did you send it back? ? Look, did you have lunch together at noon?"

"He is quite overbearing. He said we would eat and he didn't give me a chance to refuse. We went to Weijing Pavilion. But he is also very nice. He doesn't talk down to me. He is quite humorous and well-mannered. He makes people feel comfortable and natural."

"Such a high evaluation?" Yang Ke said with a smile: "You are not attracted to me, are you? You'd better be careful not to be fooled. People in finance are very smart, and your skills are not enough. As long as you don't agree, I will back you up. If I can't do it, I still have the company."

"Don't worry, after so many years, you still don't know me?" Jin Ya Lifting her big waves, she blinked her big eyes at Yang Ke: "I know everything."

"Hmm..." Yang Ke was struck by you, and he pulled away from her, tilted his head and looked her up and down: "If you could let it go, you would have bought a house and a luxury car. But if you really let it go, I would have lost a general. I tell you, you can't, you have to keep it."

Jin Ya rolled her eyes: "I'm too lazy to care about you."

The two talked about some other customers' situations, muttered about Dongli's opening, and waited for the elevator to go upstairs...

Back home, Wang Yan made another pot of tea and picked up a book from the bookshelf to read. Human spiritual wealth is very rich, really vast. He has been reading books for so many years, but there are still many books he hasn't read. Of course, flipping through books is his habit. Even if he has read a book, he will still flip through it to keep the habit. This can fill the emptiness in his long life, which is a good thing.

It just happened that he had just read a book for a while, and the phone rang with a message notification. He picked it up and took a look, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It was a WeChat message from Jiang Pengfei, asking him if he had time to treat him to dinner and some wine in the evening. Of course, he did not refuse, saying that he had not arranged for dinner, and he must be there on time...

In the blink of an eye, it was night, and Wang Yan drove to the door of a time-honored local restaurant that he had agreed to meet. He saw Jiang Pengfei smiling and waving from a distance. The old guy also came over to help him watch the car to avoid scratches.

"Brother, you are too polite." Wang Yan smiled and shook hands with him.

"It's all right. You must be hungry at this time, right? Come in, come in, let's talk while eating. Let me tell you, the local dishes in this restaurant are very good. It has been a time-honored brand for many years."

Wang Yan followed suit and sat down at a scattered table in the corner of the first floor. Jiang Pengfei had already ordered the dishes, but he still wanted to order a few more dishes.

Although it is a bit noisy here, it is actually quite good. It is in this atmosphere that it is good to drink and talk. Moreover, if two old men are really quiet, it will feel strange. The price of the dishes is not cheap, and the wine they drink is also two bottles of Maozi that Jiang Pengfei brought himself, which is not bad.

Watching the waiter leave, Jiang Pengfei opened the wine while talking: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I told you yesterday that I would introduce my daughter to you, but now it is a weekday and she is still in school, so it is not convenient. But she will come back on her day off. This Saturday, do you have time? I will treat you to dinner again and introduce you to each other."

"I can do it anytime." Wang Yan smiled and pushed his wine dispenser over, holding his hand and letting him pour the wine: "You are going to introduce your daughter to me, so don't call me Mr. Wang. I am a generation lower than you, so it's too polite. Just call me Wang Yan. It is fate that we can know each other. No matter what happens to your daughter, we will not be delayed. Come on, Uncle Jiang, have a sip first."

What dishes have not been served yet, the two of them took a big sip from the wine dispenser. Jiang Pengfei's alcohol tolerance is obviously average, and he is not used to drinking straight. He coughed twice and recovered after a while: "I am old, and I haven't drunk like this for a long time, please don't be surprised."

"It's okay, we are not drinking socially, just be moderate, the main purpose is to have fun."

"That's right." Jiang Pengfei clapped his hands: "That's it, life is to be comfortable and happy."

Obviously, he was talking about himself. Jiang Pengfei's family is well-off. Although his biological father is dead in the play, I think his father dotes on him just like his mother. He has never suffered from hardship or fatigue since he was a child. Now that his family business is about to fail, isn't he comfortable and happy?

He paused and said, "I didn't ask you where you live before. Is this place convenient?"

"I live in Tomson Yipin." Wang Yan didn't care about his innocent inquiry about the address. He smiled and said, "It takes less than half an hour to get here. It's not inconvenient."

"Tombson Yipin?" Jiang Pengfei's surprise was beyond words: "I remember it was 200,000 yuan per square meter? Then your house must be worth 100 million?"

"Not that much, about 90 million. We met in Fuxing Park yesterday. I think you live nearby? Judging from your and your mother's temperament, you should live in a small Western-style building from the Republic of China period. To be honest, a house like yours is more comfortable."

"Then we envy each other. I think it's more comfortable to look at the Bund from a high place."

The dishes were served quickly. The two of them didn't talk for a while before they were all on the table. As expected, Jiang Pengfei's words turned to stocks again, asking for information in his words. He did his homework. On the one hand, he learned more about Wang Yan's private placement information in detail, and on the other hand, he prepared some questions. Of course, his question was very simple, which stock would rise or not, and whether it could rise or not, and then there were some market trends or something.

Wang Yan remembered that in the play, this old guy was Li Yifan, the securities analyst who introduced Jiang Nansun. The reason why he introduced Jiang Nansun was definitely because he looked down on Zhang Anren and wanted to know about the information about stocks, which was probably the same as his current situation.

By now, the purpose of Jiang Pengfei looking for him to drink today was very clear. On the one hand, he wanted to understand the strength. A house worth 90 million and a car worth 2 million were obviously enough. On the other hand, it was the inside information of stocks that this old guy was obsessed with.

As for the mission goal, Wang Yan's patience was still very good. While eating and drinking, he talked to Jiang Pengfei in a simple and easy-to-understand way from the world situation to the national situation, to the industry dynamics, and then to the domestic A-share market. Of course, his words were targeted. In fact, there was not much difference from what he said to his fund manager yesterday, except that he did not specify which companies' stocks.

But obviously, Jiang Pengfei was not satisfied. He had already borrowed money and placed bets, and the gambler mentality had come up. What he wanted to know was whether the stocks he was optimistic about would rise. What he wanted to hear from Wang Yan, a professional, was the answer he had already thought of in his mind...

Of course, Wang Yan still advised him to withdraw his investment quickly. Wouldn't it be good to use the money to buy Wang's fund? After all, his performance is 53% now, and it will be 70% by next year. If it grows longer, it is not impossible to double it. The prospects he talked about are also very good. After all, he has been a professional fool for hundreds of years, and what he said made Jiang Pengfei feel a little moved. Not much, just a little.

"Then let's make a deal, Wang Yan, see you on Saturday night, I will tell you the time and place on Friday. My daughter is very beautiful, you will know when the time comes."

At the door of Jiang's house, Jiang Pengfei was swaying and leaning on the car window to talk to Wang Yan.

"Okay, I'll wait for your news, Uncle Jiang, go back, let's go." Wang Yan patted the driver's seat, and the designated driver stepped on the accelerator and left here, leaving Jiang Pengfei swaying and waving his hands foolishly, with a smile on his face, probably not facing the rear of the car that was going away, but thinking of the moment when he would make a comeback.

After all, I can't drink much, so a little is too much...

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