"Are you really giving it to me?"
Su Mingcheng asked cooperatively.
"Of course. I have to thank you for helping me sell my house. Ten thousand yuan won't be a small sum.”
Su Mingcheng laughed loudly, seemingly very happy.
"Brother, don't just laugh. Hurry up and call your friend.”
Su Mingcheng took out his phone and deliberately moved a few steps to the side. The young man let go of Su Mingcheng's arm with an anxious expression.
He had bought this house from someone else. There was no real estate certificate, only a purchase contract.
He had originally thought of selling it after it appreciated in value to earn some money. After all, this was a school district house.
However, he did not expect that he would not be able to sell it.
He went to find an intermediary, and the other party said that unless there was a buyer willing to buy it, it might not even be sold for 500,000 to 600,000.
When he first bought it, he spent 500,000 yuan. He only earned 100,000 yuan when he sold it for 600,000 yuan. If he could sell it for 700,000 yuan, he could earn 200,000 yuan.
The higher the price, the more he earned.
Because of this lousy house, he couldn't even find a girlfriend.
Girls nowadays were too realistic. If he said that he had a house, the girl would say that they could talk.
He turned around and left.
"Hello, Sister Lili. I'm Little Su.
Yes, didn't you ask me to find you a house in the school district? I really found it after looking around for an entire morning.
Yes, but without the property ownership certificate, it would not affect the child's school attendance.
The other party was very straightforward. He said that he could sign the contract today and he wanted 900,000 yuan. Now that the owner said 800,000 yuan in full, he would agree.”
Su Mingcheng called his wife, Julie, and he told her everything.
Ever since she met Su Mingcheng, he had never called her Sister Lili.
Julie was a little confused. What nonsense was her husband talking about? Something about a school district house that cost 800,000 yuan.
"Sister Lili, you said we can buy it? Then come and meet the owner. What? You're going overseas for a business trip. Okay, okay, I understand.”
Su Mingcheng hung up the phone, looked at the young man, and explained,"My friend doesn't have time to come over. She asked me to sign the contract with you. You promised to give me 10,000 yuan.”
"If you agree, print a copy of the house purchase contract and transfer it to the bank."”
"Brother, you're really something. No problem. The house purchase contract is ready.”
Su Mingcheng and the other young men took out the house purchase contract from the house and asked,"My friend is coming over to see the house tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”
"I can move out today. The things in the house are not valuable, so I don't want them.”
The young man half-jokingly said,"I'll give you everything in my room. I'll give you 10,000 yuan as a reward."”
Su Mingcheng and the young man laughed and went downstairs to the bank. Things went very smoothly.
Su Mingcheng transferred 800,000 yuan to the young man, and the other party took out 10,000 yuan and gave it to Su Mingcheng.
After leaving the bank, the young man left without looking back. Su Mingcheng even heard him humming a tune. It seemed that he was in a good mood.
Su Mingcheng drove back to the Su family's old residence. He didn't see his father, Su Daqiang, his mother, Zhao Meilan, and the two nannies preparing lunch.
"Mingcheng, your dad is so angry. He doesn't lock the door when he goes out. What if he loses something at home?”
Su Mingcheng thought that the most precious things in the Su family's old residence were you and my father, Su Daqiang.
The Su family's old mansion did not have any valuable furniture or antiques.
The door was wide open, and even thieves in broad daylight wouldn't come in.
Su Mingcheng handed the two purchase contracts to his mother, Zhao Meilan, and smiled."Mom, a gift for you."
Zhao Meilan looked at the purchase contract and flipped through it. She said in surprise,"Where did you get more than a million yuan to buy back the Su family's old house? Does your wife, Julie, know about this?”
Su Mingcheng shook his head and sighed."Mom, when Big Brother went abroad to study, you sold one house. When I was working and buying a wedding house, you sold two more houses. Now that I'm earning money, of course I have to buy back the house that I sold.”
Zhao Meilan clutched the house purchase contract tightly. Her mind was in a mess. Ten years ago, her daughter, Su Mingyu, ran away from home because she sold the house.
"There's only one house left that we haven't bought. There's no one there. Mom, there's a house that can be cleaned up now. The other party said that he doesn't want anything in the house.”
Meilan agreed immediately and put the contract back in her room.
Su Mingcheng accompanied Zhao Meilan to the house that the young man had bought. It originally belonged to the Su family's old house.
The cleanliness in the room was very messy. Dirty clothes were thrown everywhere, and there were not many valuable ones.
"What's the smell in this room? It's too pungent.”
Zhao Meilan frowned and couldn't help but walk out.
Su Mingcheng asked the two nannies to clean up the room and throw away all the dirty clothes that could not be used.
"Young Master Su, you don't want all these bedding and clothes?”
Qian Qian looked at Su Mingcheng and asked.
"I don't want it. I'll clean up the house first. I'll buy new furniture.”
Sister Hua and Sister Yue looked at each other. The two of them worked very hard.
The originally dirty room only took two hours. At least it looked much cleaner than before.
"Young Master Su, there's a wooden box in the corner of the wall. Do you want to throw it out?”
The nanny, Sister Hua, asked for Su Mingcheng's opinion.
"Wooden chest? If it's empty, throw it out."
Su Mingcheng was standing at the door, chatting with his mother, Zhao Meilan.
He casually replied when he heard the nanny, Sister Hua's question.
"Young Master Su, you should come over and take a look. There are many books in the wooden box.”
the nanny, Sister Hua, shouted.
Su Mingcheng and his mother, Zhao Meilan, entered the house. Looking at the entire wooden box of books, the mother and son felt a headache.
"Old sir, who are you looking for?"
"Me? I'm looking for the owner of this room."
The conversation between the nanny, Sister Yue, and an old man came from outside the house.
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