Old Man Wang, who had been bragging about his son, felt a little embarrassed. He forced a smile and said, "Qiang is back too. Hahaha … You guys chat, we'll go back first."
Old Man Wang's son was actually very envious of Qiang's luck. Even though he was ignorant and incompetent since he was young, he had met such a noble person.
"How much is this Ferrari?" Old Man Wang's son felt that he had to regain some face. At least, he had to publicly prove that this car was not something that he, Qiang, could afford to buy and drive.
Qiang had long passed the stage of hypocrisy. When he first drove the Passat, he was very concerned about his face. He had to tell everyone that this was his car and that he was not the driver.
But now, Qiang did not care anymore. He really did not care about other people's opinions.
After he came into contact with so many people in high society, he realized that some things that he thought were important might be worthless in other people's eyes.
Some people felt that they were awesome when they held an iPhone, but some people only used their phone as a tool. Those people might use more luxurious phones like the Veitu.
Some people drove Audi and BMW, but lived in very ordinary residential buildings. Some people drove Haval Honda, but lived in luxurious villas and gardens. These were not rare, really not rare.
Perhaps some people would think that if they could afford to live in a villa and gardens, why would they care about a car that cost a few million?
But Qiang really knew a tycoon in Shen Jiang who lived in a villa worth more than 200 million. He drove an ordinary Tiguan that cost more than 200 million. Everyone's pursuit was different.
Everyone was different. Qiang did not care about how others looked at him.
"How can I afford it with my little money?" Qiangzi smiled. "I just want to drive it and feel what this supercar tastes like."
Old Man Wang's son felt much better. "I heard that you are doing well in Shen Jiang. Have you bought a house? Are you planning to settle down? "
As a second-hand house dealer, he was well aware of Shen Jiang's property prices. Compared to Beijing, it was almost the same.
He had been in Yanjing for six to seven years, and now he had the money to buy a house in Yanjing's Fifth Ring Road. No matter how good Qiang was, he wouldn't be able to afford a house in Shenjiang.
Speaking of this, Mr. Wang's son had a sense of superiority. After all, he was about to buy a house and had a car of his own.
He felt that he had the right to be proud since he was able to make it this far in Beijing after coming out of the slums!
"I'm going back this time to buy a house in Beijing." Old Man Wang's son said, "Now that the interest on the loan has dropped to the lowest point in history, if you don't make a move now, you will suffer a loss. You have to hurry up."
Qiang smiled. "A while ago, when the stock market fluctuated and affected the property prices, I bought it in advance."
Old Man Wang's son was a little embarrassed. Qiang had only been away for a year! He bought a house just like that?
But he couldn't say anything for the sake of his face. He could only reluctantly say, "Then you will suffer a loss. At that time, the interest hadn't dropped yet. Every month, it should be quite a lot, right?"
"I don't do any business, so there's no need to keep the money on hand. I just paid the full amount." Qiang said, "There was an event at that time, so they gave me a 10% discount on the full amount."
Old Man Wang's son was really embarrassed this time. "How much per square meter … you paid the full amount?"
"Shenjiang Green City. Because of a friend, after the 10% discount, they gave me a 0.5% discount." Qiang said, "It's about forty thousand, a 108 square meter house."
Old Man Wang's son was stunned. In Shen Jiang Green City, it was already very, very good for a 108 room mistress to reach his price. This time, it was close to 5 million! Five million! Full amount?!
What did Qiang do this year?!
Did he sell drugs?! What kind of industry can't earn five million in a year?!
Qiang indeed couldn't earn five million. He only had a little more than one million in his hands, so he was still short of three million.
He thought of taking a loan, but it was quite troublesome. When he issued the salary certificate, his bank account didn't have six months' worth of cash flow. Ye Fala directly gave him three million for him to use first.
Anyway, with this amount of money, if Qiang did well in Xingkai Hotel, it would be enough for two to three years' worth of salary and dividends.
Therefore, Qiang directly paid the full amount.
"This … this …" Old Man Wang's son laughed dryly. "Hahaha, you are still the best!"
Qiang really didn't think much and didn't think that Old Man Wang's son wanted to show off to him. "How about you? How much is the house that you want?"
"My place isn't worth much." Old Man Wang's son laughed dryly. "More than twenty thousand per square meter. I asked for an 83 square meter two-bedroom."
"Not bad. After all, it's Yanjing." Qiang said, "You are also in the real estate industry. You definitely won't lose out."
Old Man Wang's son could only laugh dryly and nod. He only paid a down payment of five hundred thousand for this house that was worth 1.7 million. He still had to bear the pressure of a thirty-year mortgage!
Old Man Wang's son had always thought that he was doing pretty well. Old Man Wang's son had always thought that he was doing pretty well.
It wasn't easy for him to get to the position of a real estate agent manager, but he still had to pay a mortgage of more than five thousand per month.
"Brother Qiang, you are doing so well. In the future, you should help me more. If I can't survive in Yanjing, I can go to Shenjiang to seek refuge with you," said Old Man Wang's son.
Qiang laughed. "Don't joke around. All of our neighbors know that you are the most promising since you were young. You even bought a house in Yanjing. How can you still seek refuge with me? I have high hopes for you! "
Old Man Wang's son laughed dryly and then quickly left. He didn't know how big of a blow he would receive if he continued.
Now, Old Man Wang's son could only show off the things he bought for Old Man Wang and the expensive Yanjing Roast Duck.
In the end, the things that Qiang and Xu Yun took out for Old Man Chen in the car completely defeated him. Tea leaves worth seven to eight hundred per catty, wine worth a thousand per bottle, donkey-hide gelatin worth a few thousand per box …
Qiang didn't even need to spend his own money. It was Xu Yun who came to see the things that Old Man Chen brought.
Old Man Wang was immediately suppressed by Old Man Chen's status. Old Man Wang knew that he couldn't compare at all, so he didn't say anything to annoy his son.
He could only urge his son to hurry up and go home. Now, Old Man Wang really regretted buying the same house as Old Man Chen.
What people feared the most was comparison. Once compared, his son, who was originally quite good, suddenly became a piece of trash.
Old Man Chen didn't care about these things. He also didn't care if his son could afford a house in Shenjiang or how much money he earned. He only wanted his son to be healthy and come back to visit more often.
Perhaps this was the common wish of all parents in the world.
"Old Man Chen, go home and drink a few cups of the Wuliangye that CEO Xu bought for you. Later, tell us what it tastes like! Hahaha! "
The neighbors' jeering made Old Man Chen embarrassed.
Qiang called out, "Let's go. Everyone, come to my house. Let's drink together!"
Everyone knew in their hearts that Old Man Chen rarely came back, and they weren't that useless. Those who were craving for that mouthful of wine all knew that they had to have a good chat with Old Man Chen.
After rejecting Qiang's invitation, everyone continued to talk about Xu Yun, Qiang, and the Ferrari downstairs.
Someone said something that would make Old Man Wang furious.
"Just one wheel of his car is enough to buy Little Wang's car, right?"
"Wheel of a car? You think too highly of Little Wang's car. This is a domestic Volkswagen that costs more than a hundred thousand. Qiang's car is called a Ferrari. One wheel is enough to buy Little Wang's car. One wheel has to have a rim. "
"That's called a wheel hub! Do you think it's a bicycle? What rim … "
The conversation was still going on harmoniously.
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