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Seeing Zhao Shucheng's serious expression, Gong Xianjun smiled and said, "There is no problem with the property rights. This house belongs to our family. My distant relative's husband died of illness, and they couldn't make ends meet in the countryside, so they came to Shanghai to live with their relatives. My great-grandfather felt sorry for them, so he built a small house next to the house and lived there for more than 40 years. Later, they didn't move out until our whole family moved out, and the money to buy the house was borrowed from my grandfather."

However, Zhao Shucheng knew that this family had no gratitude at all. Later, when they found out that Gong's Garden was going to be sold, they moved their entire family into this small house, which almost ruined the deal.

"So is there any record of this house on the property certificate, other design drawings or other documents?"

Gong Xianjun shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know about this."

Zhao Shucheng frowned when he heard this and said, "Wait a moment!"

Zhao Shucheng picked up his phone and looked through the information about the old villa saved in his mailbox.

"Mr. Gong, are you sure that you didn't sell this house to them, or sign any documents like a rental agreement? Also, did they pay back the money they borrowed to buy the house?"

Gong Xianjun said: "I'm sure, there shouldn't be. But everyone has a few poor relatives, and our family doesn't care about the little money they borrowed."

Zhao Shucheng said: "You don't care about this little money, but they can't help but care about it. They have never thought of paying the money back, which shows that they value money as their life and even forget their principles when they see money."

Zhao Shucheng looked at the sky, then at the workers who were moving, and said directly: "Mr. Gong, since we know that their family is greedy for money, in order to avoid any problems in future transactions, this problem cannot be ignored. Besides, a good western-style house with such a bungalow is actually unsightly and not conducive to negotiating the price."

Gong Xianjun said anxiously: "What should we do then?"

"The best way is to demolish the house and take away all the garbage. Don't leave any traces behind. Then just decorate it a little bit and it won't be visible at all."

Gong Xianjun looked at Zhao Shucheng with some confusion and said, "Mr. Xu, what are you doing?"

"On the one hand, the unique architectural style of the old house is more valuable. On the other hand, as the saying goes, a little bit of kindness leads to a lot of resentment. Your great-aunt's family has lived under someone else's roof for more than 40 years, and they have never paid rent or returned the money they borrowed to buy the house. It can be said that you have owed them a lot of kindness."

"But since you moved, have they come to you and asked for repayment? Do you think they are good enough to be trusted? If they knew you were planning to sell the house and your company was in financial crisis, do you think they would turn a blind eye or take the opportunity to blackmail you? What if they move back here and even claim that they have always lived here and have ownership of the house? What will happen then?"

Since Gong Xianjun could become a company manager, he was not a fool. He knew what Zhao Shucheng said was possible, and according to his understanding of that family, it was very likely to become a reality.

"Well, the house is fully entrusted to you anyway, so you can do whatever you say."

Zhao Shucheng nodded and said, "Everyone, stop for a moment. We don't need this house anymore. Start demolishing it immediately. But be careful not to damage the walls of the house."

After seeing the workers start to move, Zhao Shucheng looked at Gong Xianjun and said, "Mr. Gong, this house cannot be demolished in a short time, so I suggest you find a security company and hire some security guards to ensure the smooth demolition of the house and prevent unauthorized personnel from breaking in."

Gong Xianjun hesitated and said, "No way? This is our own home, we have the right to dispose of it. Besides, our family has done them such a great favor, and we are relatives, so we don't need to do this, right?"

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "Mr. Gong, you are a big businessman, so you may have seen good things. But we are in real estate sales, doing business with ordinary people, so we have seen too much evil in the world. There are brothers and sisters who go to court for the house left by their parents, and there are people who commit murder for the house. The crimes in between are beyond your imagination."

"Mr. Gong, let me ask again, has the title deed of this house been replaced with a property ownership certificate? You know, in real estate transactions, especially old houses, the most taboo is unclear division of property."

Gong Xianjun said: "It has been changed a long time ago. The property certificate is written in my grandfather's name. Our family has been a single-line family for three generations."

Zhao Shucheng said, "If it's convenient, show it to me, especially this bungalow, to see if it appears on the property certificate. If it does, then we may not be able to demolish it now."

Gong Xianjun's face suddenly changed, and he stammered that he was not quite sure either.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Shucheng was confused and sighed.

However, Zhao Shucheng guessed that when the real estate certificate was applied for, because it was relatively early, there was no staff to personally come to measure the house. All changes were made directly based on the previous title deed, so there should only be the old villa on it.

"Now I need you to get the property certificate and see if this bungalow is on it. Also, it's best to hire security guards to come here as soon as possible to protect this place."

"There's no need to be so anxious, Mr. Xu. Are you worrying too much?"

Gong Xianjun felt that the Gong Family Garden was their ancestral home, and he didn't believe that his great aunt's family would really break off relations with them.

Zhao Shucheng said, "Mr. Gong, we are not afraid of ten thousand, but we are afraid of one. It is always better to be prepared. They have lived here for decades and have long regarded all this as their own. If they knew that you were selling the house, they might come out to make trouble."

"What if they break in and live in the bungalow? Are you going to chase them away? Even if you want to do so, but they refuse to leave, what can you do? You have to know that you are in urgent need of money now, and you can't afford to delay, but they have plenty of time to waste with you. So it's better to be prepared from the beginning to avoid them from causing trouble."

"Besides, the price you pay for hiring security guards is only tens of thousands of yuan a month, but compared to the cost of this house, this amount of protection money should be nothing?"

Gong Xianjun hesitated for a moment, but knew that Zhao Shucheng was doing this for his own good, so he nodded and agreed.

He called his wife directly and asked her to take a photo of the property certificate and send the image to him. He then took Zhao Shucheng and the others to continue visiting the old house.

"The bedrooms are upstairs. This is the master bedroom. There is also a patio here. In front is the kitchen. This kitchen has not been used for a long time. It smells a bit strong. There is also a small yard at the door where you can store some miscellaneous things."

Zhao Shucheng nodded and said, "After so many years, almost nothing has changed."

Gong Xianjun said, "Manager Xu, have you been here before?" "There used to be a small stool made of huanghuali wood."

Gong Xianjun was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, pointed at Zhao Shucheng and said excitedly: "Are you Achang?"

"Yes, you remember?"

"Oh, Ah Chang, I was wondering why you look so familiar! We haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, right? Do you remember when your father was making Buddha Jumps Over the Wall here, we squeezed in at the door and grabbed a small stool."

Zhao Shucheng said: "I recognized you from the beginning."

"Oh, really, I didn't recognize you at first sight. My dad took that little stool back to his new home. The two old men were drinking tea together a few days ago. To be honest, your dad is really an extraordinary person. With his cooking skills, if he opened a restaurant, it would be very popular in Shanghai. How is your dad doing recently?"

Zhao Shucheng smiled and didn't say anything. After all, Xu Wenchang's relationship with the old man has always been awkward.

Although Zhao Shucheng himself was still a scumbag, he still felt that Xu Wenchang's father was worse. After all, for the sake of his mistress, he didn't even attend his son's birthday party, and even forced his original wife to death. But when he got old, he wanted to enjoy the happiness of family life, so he had to recognize his son back.

Zhao Shucheng was different from Xu Wenchang, who could reconcile with his son over a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. After all, in his opinion, since Xu Wenchang's father chose the mistress and ignored his son, there was no need to regret it.

A few hours later, the workers cleaned up the Gong Family Garden. All the construction waste, household garbage, broken furniture, dead trees and weeds were cleared away. The small bungalow was also flattened, leaving no trace.

After the cleanup, the Gong Family Garden changed dramatically. From being lifeless at the beginning, it became full of vitality and ancient charm.

Fang Sijin said with emotion: "It is said that this house is meant to be lived in. Now that it has been cleaned up, it feels like it has come alive."

“Not only keep it alive, but also make it vibrant.”

At the same time, the security guards hired by Gong Xianjun also arrived. There were five people in total, and the remaining five worked in shifts to guard the old house 24 hours a day.

Zhao Shucheng said, "The purpose of asking you to come here is very clear, which is to prevent any outsiders from entering. Except for me who brought clients to view the house, no one else will be allowed in, no matter who they say they are or what their relationship with the owner is. If you do a good job, you will get a bonus. If you let irrelevant people in, I will complain to your company."

"We guarantee to complete the task!" Seeing that Gong Xianjun had no objection, the security guards agreed in unison.

Fang Sijin was standing nearby. After hearing what Zhao Shucheng said, she looked at Gong Xianjun hesitantly, but could only suppress her emotion and wait until she got back to the store.

After returning to the store, Fang Sijin found Zhao Shucheng and said, "Manager Xu, why did you let the security guards stop everyone? Only the customers you bring can go to see the house? In fact, if our customers are interested, we can also take them to see the house."

Zhao Shucheng glanced at Fang Sijin and said, "Manager Fang, if you still want to learn the business of old houses from me, then do as I say. Of course, if you want to do it yourself, then I won't interfere, but this house is my client, my house, and I have the final say on how to deal with it."

Fang Sijin looked at Zhao Shucheng angrily, but because she knew the relationship between Gong Xianjun and Zhao Shucheng, she also knew that even if she really found the client, she might not be able to bypass Zhao Shucheng, so she could only leave angrily.

Zhu Shanshan looked at Zhao Shucheng curiously and said, "Aunt, you are not usually such a domineering person. What happened today?"

Zhao Shucheng said, "Special cases require special treatment, and the old house business is not something that ordinary people can do. This house looks good, and there must be a lot of people who want it, but you can't tell the difference between those who really want it and those who are just reselling it. What's more, you don't know some situations, so it's possible that you mean well but end up doing something bad."

Zhu Shanshan looked at Zhao Shucheng blankly, not understanding what Zhao Shucheng meant.

The old man looked at Zhao Shucheng thoughtfully, shook his head at the others, and asked them not to disturb Zhao Shucheng.

Seeing that everyone else was silent, Zhao Shucheng returned to his seat, directly posted the house number of Gong Family Garden on the Internet, and then left it alone.

Fang Sijin was a little surprised and asked, "Manager Xu, didn't we take a lot of beautiful photos of the interior of the old house? Why are you only sending out the house number? If the buyer can't see what's going on inside, how can they be willing to buy it?"

Zhao Shucheng said: "Manager Fang, you don't think that old houses are the same as ordinary houses or villas, right? People like them can afford old houses, so they are not short of money. People like them pay more attention to their privacy and naturally don't want others to see the situation of their homes."

"In ancient times, there were screen walls in large mansions, temples, palaces, and government offices. Although there were feng shui and decorative factors, the more important thing was to block the view and protect privacy. Some old houses also have such screen walls, but they are rarely seen now."

Zhao Shucheng is not really a man who cherishes his own things, so he will still tell Fang Sijin some things that can be told to avoid any problems later.

The listing of Gong Family Garden for sale immediately caused a stir in the circle. For ordinary people, a house with only one sect would naturally not arouse curiosity, but for people in the circle of old houses, this is a completely different meaning.

The Gong Family Garden has been passed down for four generations. Although their family has only one son for three generations, they have always been good at business. In the eyes of some people, the feng shui here is suitable for family living.

So in the following period of time, many people called and asked to go to the site to view the house. Among them were people who had a special attachment to old villas, as well as middlemen engaged in the transaction of old villas.

Just now, a customer called Fang Sijin and asked whether Gongjia Garden was listed for sale.

Fang Sijin didn't expect someone to call so quickly to inquire, and was a little surprised. She didn't expect that not long after the old house was put on the market, interested customers took the initiative to contact her. It seems that the emperor's daughter is really easy to marry, and it seems that the old house business is not as difficult as imagined.

"Yes, Gong's Garden, no problem, you can come and see the house anytime you have time..." (End of this chapter)