N-M Chapter 85 The House Forced into My Hands
Chapter 85 The House Forced into My Hands
Chapter 85 The House Forced into My Hands
"Here are the keys we need. There's one for every door, even this cabinet. Keep them. — Let's go, that's all for today. Let's have dinner first, then we'll go back."
After noting down today's tenants, Mao Xiaoyu put away her notebook, locked it, and handed a spare set of keys to Li Gang. As for her own keys, she would definitely keep them with her.
Li Gang knew what he was about to do, so he didn't stand on ceremony and casually took the keys.
Then the two of them went downstairs.
"There's a China Construction Bank branch over there. If you have a China Construction Bank card, you can deposit your large bills into the ATM every day and just carry some small change with you."
Also, you need to keep a clear record of the daily accounts. I might have to settle accounts with you someday, since I don't know when I'll be back.
"So from now on, no matter what you use or buy, you have to keep track of it every day, otherwise the money won't match up and you'll have to pay out of pocket." Mao Xiaoyu said, pointing to the China Construction Bank on the side of the road after she came down.
"Understood, Mr. Mao. I did this kind of thing every day when I was selling vegetables at home, and I'm used to keeping accounts every day." Li Gang glanced at the Construction Bank and then agreed.
"And when you get back, I'll give you the electric scooter too. With the electric scooter, it will be more convenient for you to go anywhere, not to mention coming to work. You can just ride the electric scooter here."
At this moment, Mao Xiaoyu had already gotten on the electric scooter and was waiting for Li Gang to sit behind her when she spoke to him.
"Understood, Mr. Mao," Li Gang replied once again.
"Wait a minute, we'll..." Just as Mao Xiaoyu finished speaking, her phone suddenly rang.
Hearing her phone ring, Mao Xiaoyu stopped talking, took out her phone, and saw that it was Sister Liu calling. Although she didn't know what Sister Liu wanted to call at this time, Mao Xiaoyu had to answer it since it had called.
"Hey Xiao Mao, it's me, Lao Ma. Are you done with your work? Come over for a drink if you are!" Lao Ma called out as soon as the call connected.
"I'm done, I'm just finished. If you had called any later, I would have been ready to leave," Mao Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"I was lucky to be here early, but I was lucky to be here at the right time. Since it's such a coincidence, come over and have a drink." Old Ma laughed heartily from across the table.
"Okay, I'm coming over." Mao Xiaoyu hung up the phone.
"Li Gang, let's go. Someone's treating me to drinks today. Since that's the case, when I get there, you take the bike. I'll be relying on you for the time being. I'll call you again if I need you to come back." Mao Xiaoyu said as she drove.
"It's alright, Mr. Mao. I think doing this is much simpler than being a middleman."
Li Gang is quite satisfied with his current job. The 120 yuan a day is a stable income, and it includes room and board. Moreover, the business seems promising.
After all, he only got 10 yuan, while Mao Xiaoyu got 50 yuan. Li Gang planned to work for a while first to see if he could take over.
Li Gang guessed that Mao Xiaoyu had made a lot of money this time, and that Mao Xiaoyu's business would only grow bigger and bigger in the future, and that she might not be able to do this kind of small business anymore.
After all, Mao Xiaoyu now has tens of millions in assets, would she still come here every day in the wind and sun to bail people out?
You know, after working hard for a month, you only earn 10,000 to 20,000 yuan, or 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. For Mao Xiaoyu, she was exhausted, but she earned too little.
But for me, earning 10,000 or 20,000 a month is also acceptable.
After all, to earn 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a month as a real estate agent, one needs to be a seasoned agent. I can't guarantee whether I can become that kind of seasoned agent.
But it was an easy job, and the money was quite good. In Li Gang's opinion, if he were given this job, he would be rich.
However, Li Gang also knew that if he wanted to do this business, he had to own his own house. Even if Mao Xiaoyu eventually quit and wanted to sell the house to him, if he didn't have the money to buy it, wouldn't that wealth just pass through his hands?
Therefore, in Li Gang's view, he still needs to work harder and earn more money so that he can make a down payment and buy Mao Xiaoyu's house with a loan. Then he can earn at least tens of thousands of yuan a year.
Mao Xiaoyu had no idea what Li Gang, sitting behind her, was thinking.
Of course, even if Li Gang thought so much, Mao Xiaoyu thought it was normal. After all, people strive for higher positions and water flows downhill. As long as you can make money, why should others do it but you can't?
As long as it doesn't harm others, and if you can do it, others can do it too, then it's fine. At worst, you can just do it in another place. After all, there are many hospitals in Shanghai, so this business will never run out.
After riding for about 10 minutes, Mao Xiaoyu finally arrived at the building where Old Ma and Sister Liu lived.
"Drive carefully on the road. Remember, come back at noon tomorrow." After getting off the car, Mao Xiaoyu handed the electric scooter to Li Gang and couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Okay, Mr. Mao, I'm off." Li Gang put on his helmet, said this, and then rode away on his bike.
Watching Li Gang leave, Mao Xiaoyu shook her head and then went into Lao Ma and Lao Liu's house.
"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang."
"They're here, they're here."
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Mao Xiaoyu had only knocked twice when she heard Sister Liu's voice from inside.
"Quickly, quick, Xiao Mao, come in quickly." As soon as the door opened, Sister Liu warmly invited Mao Xiaoyu in.
"Sister Liu, I'm sorry to bother you." Mao Xiaoyu said apologetically as she walked in.
When Mao Xiaoyu went inside, she saw that neither Lao Guan nor Lao Zhang were there. This made her realize that this meal was probably specially prepared for her.
Why did you invite me over at this time? Is it because of the house?
After all, in Mao Xiaoyu's opinion, apart from the house, there didn't seem to be anything else she and Sister Liu needed to discuss privately.
Could it be that Sister Liu's house hasn't found a buyer?
That shouldn't be the case. Even if hospital buildings are difficult to sell, they should be able to be sold, right?
Mao Xiaoyu was a little confused, but she knew that the answer would come soon.
"Come on, Xiao Mao, don't be shy, have a seat. You've been here a few times already, make yourself at home."
Seeing that Mao Xiaoyu was still standing, Sister Liu warmly invited her to sit down.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm sitting down now." Mao Xiaoyu found a stool and sat down.
"Your brother Ma is cooking in the kitchen. It'll be done soon, just one more dish. I'm usually not a very good cook, otherwise I would cook for you. It's always your brother Ma who cooks for me."
Seeing that Mao Xiaoyu was sitting there looking a bit bored, Sister Liu offered an explanation.
"It's okay, it's okay. That's what Master Ma does. The capable are always given more work, it's normal," Mao Xiaoyu said awkwardly.
"What do you mean by 'the capable should do more'?" Old Ma asked as he came out of the kitchen carrying two plates of food.
"Xiao Mao is still praising you, saying that whether at home or outside, you are always the one who does the most work."
Seeing the dishes that Lao Ma brought out, Sister Liu quickly cleared the table and then praised him.
"There are two more dishes in the kitchen. Bring them over and we can eat. Xiao Mao and I will have some drinks first." As Lao Ma said this, he started taking disposable cups and liquor from the counter.
"Come on, Xiao Mao, sit down. Don't be shy, make yourself at home," Sister Liu called out again, then hurried to the kitchen to bring out the dishes.
"Come on, come here and have a couple of drinks with me. I've been drinking alone every day for the past few days, it's not very interesting. It's not easy to have someone here, so have a couple of drinks with me." Old Ma also shouted.
Hearing the two greetings, Mao Xiaoyu came to the table and sat down next to Lao Ma, watching Lao Ma pour her wine.
After the wine was poured, Lao Ma picked up the glass and said to Mao Xiaoyu, "Here, have a sip to moisten your throat."
It's unclear whose throat he was trying to soothe, but Old Ma picked up the wine, poured a mouthful into his mouth, and then showed an expression of enjoyment.
Mao Xiaoyu, however, dared not do that. She could only gently pick up the wine glass and take a small sip.
"Come on, eat up. Don't be shy." At this moment, Sister Liu brought out two more dishes from the kitchen and greeted Mao Xiaoyu when she saw her drinking.
"Mmm, mmm." Mao Xiaoyu picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.
And so, they started by toasting and drinking, and after half an hour, when everyone was half full, the atmosphere at the table was just right.
"Xiao Mao, have you thought about Sister Liu's house these past few days? Do you want it?" Old Ma asked enthusiastically.
"Brother Ma, Sister Liu, it's not that I don't want it. If the price is market value, I definitely will. But 5000 yuan per square meter is really too high. You know, I'm still young, and I don't want to be tied down by one thing. My focus will gradually shift here, and I might do something else in the future."
"So, regarding houses, I think if the price is cheap, I don't mind spending some money to buy it, but if the price is higher than the market price, then I don't want it," Mao Xiaoyu said honestly.
Hearing Mao Xiaoyu's words, Lao Ma and Sister Liu exchanged glances and frowned. Then Sister Liu gave him a look, and Lao Ma had no choice but to ask again in a low voice, "Then what do you think is a reasonable price per square meter?"
"Didn't I say? 4300 per square meter, that's my price. To be honest, I've already given a high price. If Sister Liu comes to see my house, you'll see that my house is well-decorated and spacious, but how much does it cost per square meter?"
"It's only 3900 yuan per square meter. But your apartment isn't as well-decorated as mine, and it's a bit older. If it costs 5000 yuan, I really can't afford it," Mao Xiaoyu said, waving her hand.
"Xiaoyu, don't laugh at us, we didn't really want to sell it for such a high price, but we don't have enough funds. The rehabilitation hospital is asking us to pay them a deposit of 250 million yuan and renovation fees in the next few days."
"But the time is too short, and they're asking us to pay so much money all at once. We wouldn't have that much money even if we sold everything we own. I'm so worried about this. So, what do you think—?" Old Ma said with a troubled expression.
"That's easy. Have we registered our company yet? If we have, we need to pool our money and use it as a deposit for renovations. After all, this is everyone's business; we can't run away from it or avoid it," Mao Xiaoyu said casually.
"I didn't expect them to be in such a hurry for the money. Both I and my two partners need to mortgage the house to the bank. But it usually takes 10 to 15 days to get the money back after mortgaging the house. I don't have time for that, so I want to sell the house for a higher price to raise more money," Sister Liu said with a troubled expression.
"Okay then, I definitely won't raise the price of the house. It'll be 4300 per square meter. Either sell it to me at that price, or you can go ask around outside. As for how much you'll need after the house is sold? That's easy, I'll lend it to you, but you'll need to use the property certificate as collateral. But even so, I can only lend it to you for two months. After two months, I'll need the money myself," Mao Xiaoyu said.
Hearing that Mao Xiaoyu was so easy to talk to, Lao Ma and Sister Liu exchanged glances, both of them a little tempted.
"We're probably short about 20 yuan. Xiao Mao, do you really have that much money to lend us?" Sister Liu asked.
20?
Mao Xiaoyu never expected that the other party would actually ask to borrow 20 yuan.
Mao Xiaoyu saw that the house price he was asking for was hovering around 5,000 to 4,000, and assumed that the other party only owed 350,000. Now that he was asking for 200,000, it seemed a bit too much.
But I'd already drunk the alcohol, and without thinking, I blurted out the question about borrowing money. Now it's going to be difficult to get it back.
"Okay, I'll lend you 200,000 yuan, but you have to pay it back in two months. If you don't, don't blame me for taking your house." Mao Xiaoyu had no choice but to agree.
"It's alright, we've already calculated it. At worst, we can get the remaining two houses appraised and mortgage them together. We can get 20 yuan in two months, that shouldn't be a problem. The main reason for borrowing money this time is that the loan won't be approved anytime soon, otherwise we wouldn't be making things difficult for you," Old Ma said with some difficulty.
Although Mao Xiaoyu didn't know whether Lao Ma was telling the truth or not, since the other party had said so, she decided to take it as true.
"How about this? Tomorrow, you take both property ownership certificates and come with me to the housing management bureau. Use one certificate to sell the house to me, and use the other to register the mortgage at the housing management bureau. Two months later, we'll go to the housing management bureau together to cancel the mortgage. What do you think?" Mao Xiaoyu asked.
When Lao Ma and Sister Liu heard Mao Xiaoyu's words, they looked at each other and finally nodded silently.
"Okay, then I'll thank you, Xiao Mao. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to find anyone else to borrow this 20. After all, those who could lend money have already invested it this time, and those who couldn't lend money couldn't lend me that much either. I've been so worried about this money these past two days," Old Ma said with a helpless expression.
"It's alright, money is just like that. Although I need the money urgently, it's not a big deal for the next month or two," Mao Xiaoyu said politely.
"Well, I won't say anything more, everything is in the wine." As he said this, Old Ma picked up his wine glass, clinked it with Mao Xiaoyu's, and then drank it all in one gulp.
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