"Miss Wen, you just came back from Australia, so you don't know. In recent years, domestic housing prices have been rising rapidly, and the country has introduced several restrictions on housing purchases. First tier cities like G City are very strict. Tens of thousands of yuan can't be registered, but hundreds of thousands can still be found. Xiao Zhang, I am an honest man, so I suggest you don't waste this money. In Foshan, fifty or sixty thousand yuan can be registered, and the housing prices are half of G City's. There are lots of greenery and new buildings.
The long-haired woman standing on the balcony hangs up the phone, sighs, and looks into the distance. The Pearl River is like a silver chain, on the left is the tall tower of G City, and on the right is a building that looks like a copper coin.
All the experienced people in the industry will teach you that when you visit a house for the first time, you can do nothing but go to the balcony to look at the scenery. There is water, mountains, and greenery. If the housing prices are not low, you can easily spend tens of thousands of yuan on decoration materials.
Wen Liangliang flicks the dust off her fingers. Recently, she has been visiting real estate. Although she is stuck in social security for five years, it is not a waste of time. This house used to be a penthouse, but now it is forcibly changed into a single story. The ceiling is more than six meters high, but it is in a good location in the city center, and the view is rare. It is worth tens of millions.
However, the client seems to be difficult to deal with. She glances at the old lady sitting on the sofa and frowns slightly. Any house that is related to Xuanhuan is arduous and unrewarding.
The old lady's round and friendly face stretches out of the glass door, and she waves her hand with lake blue nail polish in the air like a fan, inviting her to come in for tea.
The client, Miss Wang, is far away for filming, so she asks the old lady to open the door for her. Wen Liangliang feels that the old lady looks familiar, as if she is a very rich relative.
She replaces tea with water, and there are two bottles of Evian mineral water on the table.
The old lady politely opens the bottle cap and hands it to her. "Sorry, my son and his wife are not at home. They are busy with their careers, and no one cleans the house. The refrigerator is empty all year round, and there is only mineral water. Come to my house when you are free. My wife brought delicious chocolate from Italy, and you must like it! "
Wen Liangliang smiled and waved her hand, saying, "You're welcome." Treating her to a bottle of mineral water that cost more than ten yuan wasn't too shabby.
"My son is busy with work and often spends the night at the office. His wife is always filming outside, sometimes for web dramas, sometimes for Qing Dynasty dramas. A few days ago, she went to Hengdian. We didn't stay in this bridal room for many days. "
The old lady's mouth was like a faucet with a broken valve, nagging non-stop. Wen Liangliang chatted with her while she was busy with her work. She drew the layout of the house in her notebook, marked every functional area, and even recorded the inspiration that suddenly rushed to her head. Her notebook was full of notes.
"My son's friends have already given birth. In two years, they'll be 35. If they start giving birth at that time, they'll be laughed at for having a child at an old age. So, I advise the couple to renovate this place and do things that can't be delayed earlier. Only then can their lives settle down. Don't you think so?"
Wen Liangliang nodded. As a mother, her worries were all the same. Generally speaking, there were three steps. Urging her to go on a blind date, urging her to get married, and urging her to have a baby. A few days ago, she was urged by Mother Wen as well.
The work was almost done. The only thing left was the master bedroom at the end of the corridor. Although she knew that there was no one inside, Wen Liangliang still knocked on the door with a professional attitude. She looked up and saw the wedding photo hanging on the bedside table.
She was slightly stunned, but not to the point of being absent-minded.
The old lady came over and pointed at the person in the wedding photo. She introduced, "This is my son. When he was young, he was a small local star. He acted in sitcoms and appeared on TV shows. He was always surrounded by female students at school. So many gifts were sent to him that the storeroom couldn't hold them all. He had an uncle who said that he was popular and compatible with the entertainment industry. In the future, he would be very popular. Unfortunately, his rebellion came early and he didn't want to be a star. "
"Oh, your son … has an imposing appearance and looks like a talent." Wen Liangliang turned her neck stiffly and pretended to be careless. She looked at the old lady. The mother and son looked similar. No wonder she found them familiar.
"The master said that he has a good life. No matter where he goes, he can do well. Currently, he is working as a leader in a well-known domestic internet giant, TC Company. He gets two salaries. The company pays one and the team pays the other. But money alone is meaningless. He can't miss the age to have a child. You can't blame me for being anxious, right? "
Wen Liangliang raised the rangefinder to take a photo. "If I were you, I would be anxious too. Auntie, you have to show your authority as a parent and strictly criticize and supervise him."
"Aiyo, it's rare to see a young lady with good values these days! You … are not married, right? " Old Lady Zhou smiled so widely that her eyes could not be seen. She looked at Wen Liangliang from head to toe. At first glance, she thought that Wen Liangliang was beautiful. She wasn't skinny and had round places. Especially her butt, which was perky and bulging. It was obvious that she would be a good mother.
China's aunties loved to worry about other people's affairs. A few days ago, Wen Liangliang was asked by the auntie from the food stall next door if she would consider becoming her daughter-in-law. To increase the temptation, the auntie showed her two months' worth of business statements and hinted that she would be a mistress after marrying her.
Wen Liangliang smiled and said, "Auntie, don't introduce me to anyone. I'm probably a different kind of person. I like to be self-reliant. After I settle my five years of social security, I'll buy a small house and adopt an orphan. "
Old Lady Zhou rolled her eyes. Maybe she thought that her idea was too trendy. After a while, she said, "Buying a house depends on luck. I know an expert who can help you calculate for free …"
Wen Liangliang blinked. She could do that? With a skeptical attitude, she told him her birth date. Old Lady Zhou was efficient and quickly made a phone call.
Wen Liangliang finished her work quickly. Before she left, Old Lady Zhou politely gave her a red packet and said that it was a good start. She said enthusiastically, "Next time you come, I'll prepare delicious food for you!"
Wen Liangliang hesitated for a moment. Miss Wang had asked for a plan in a week. She wasn't worried that she wouldn't be able to finish it, but she had never met Miss Wang before. She was afraid of the celebrity's weird temper and fussiness. After careful consideration, she told Old Lady Zhou, "I have other work, so my colleague Xiao Huang will be here."
She lifted her feet and put them into her flat shoes. Actually, it didn't take much effort or time, but she took a long time.
Old Lady Zhou looked regretful. Wen Liangliang apologized again and again. When she turned around to open the door, she suddenly heard Old Lady Zhou's strange voice.
"In fact, there is a way to get the qualification to buy a house without spending money, but you have to pay a price."
Wen Liangliang turned around in confusion and met Old Lady Zhou's strange eyes.
Old Lady Zhou lowered her voice, "A fake marriage."
"With whom?"
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