The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1463 Broke the scene
The first thousand and 460 six chapters smashed the scene
I would like to?

This sentence almost killed Shen Bancheng and the others.

"There are still seven days left for an unconditional refund for buying things, and you still haven't refunded me for buying a house?"

"Three hundred houses, [-] million, legally purchased, you say whether to refund or not?"

Ye Fan ignored everyone's gaze, and was very straightforward: "If you withdraw, give me the money as soon as possible!"

A member of Wanshang Alliance was furious: "Presumptuous, how did you talk to Mr. Shen?"

Ye Fan ignored him, just stared at Shen Bancheng: "Will you retreat?"

"Sorry, this house cannot be returned."

Shen Bancheng took a step forward, looked at Ye Fan coldly and said:

"The international real estate properties of the Peninsula City-State are all permanent property rights, and overseas customers will also enjoy certain tax incentives."

"Once it's sold it can't be checked out."

"You can auction it, you can transfer it, but you can't check it out. Of course, the auction and transfer must also be overseas customers."

"Don't say you just bought [-] sets, even [-] sets, and you can't refund it today."

Three billion is a trivial matter, but when it comes to the confidence of customers and the sale of [-] houses, he can't let Ye Fan dampen his morale.

Otherwise, the concept of the first rich district will be greatly reduced, and the peninsula city-state will not be able to become a hit today.

"Tsk tsk, didn't Mr. Shen boast just now that ten years of gold will turn 1000 million into [-] million in the future?"

Ye Fan was noncommittal: "I'm giving you a chance of 300 billion, 30 billion, but you don't want it."

"Are you not confident in yourself, or are you just fooling people?"

"Or, you don't have any funds in hand?"

"If the money is not enough, I can sell it to you at a loss of [-]%."

This agitation immediately made many customers frown.

Yes, the real estate is so good and so promising, check out as soon as you check out, or [-]% off, earn [-] million once you check out.

Why didn't Shen Bancheng retreat?
It seems that this real estate is not only rising but not falling as stated in the propaganda, but there are still risks to some extent.

The enthusiasm of customers who bought houses with sacks has been reduced a lot.

This kid is really vicious.

A cold light flickered in Shen Bancheng's eyes, and a few light words could shake everyone's heart to buy a house.

No wonder Xiangshahu and his son suffered in Hong Kong City, and no wonder the Fubang family wanted Ye Fan to die. This guy is really tricky.

But he quickly regained his composure, squeezed out a smile and said:
"Foreign customers involve some laws, regulations and preferential policies, which involve investment policies at the national level."

"It is clearly stated in the contract that you cannot check out within three years, and the transfer or sale objects are also limited to overseas customers."

"Young man, you can't enjoy various discounts and then return the house."

Shen Bancheng coughed: "If you really want to pay it back, it's not the price..."

Ye Fan stuck to the topic: "[-]% discount, any discount is enough to offset it, is it refundable?"

"This is not only a price issue, but also involves contract execution!"

Shen Bancheng's face darkened: "If you can really check out or buy and sell with Xiang Guo people, I will personally pay 30 billion to buy it back with you."

"The same goes for the customers present. If you buy a house and it doesn't increase after three years, I'll buy it back at the original price."

"Because I firmly believe that it will rise sharply in the future."

The sound of Shen Bancheng's landing has boosted the confidence of the customer a lot. It's not that the room cannot be checked out, but the policy is stuck.

Ye Fan asked impatiently: "Is it really impossible to retreat?"

"Everything should be done according to the contract."

The corner of Shen Bancheng's mouth twitched into a joke: "Young man, take care of these three hundred houses, it will bring you surprises."

"I really want to make a move, and check out to me after three years, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it then."

He has already made a decision in his heart, cut off the water, electricity and lighting of Ye Fan's house, and let Ye Fan's houses fall into his hands.

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "I'm afraid that you will beg me to sell you."

Shen Bancheng didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry, my mind won't get flooded like this."

"Okay, three hundred houses can't be refunded, so I will announce a decision now!"

Ye Fan also turned around and stood on the high platform, facing all the guests, he shouted:
"These three hundred houses, I will turn them into columbariums to store the ashes or coffins of the dead!"

"And immediately live in a thousand urns!"

"Welcome to live and die together!"

After speaking, Ye Fan made a gesture.

In the next second, dozens of houses in the peninsula city-state suddenly burst into a series of fireworks.

The sky is bright, attracting everyone's attention.

Then, the curtains of the three hundred luxurious houses were torn down.

The color of the window stood out instantly, and it was projected on the big screen, catching the eyes of everyone in the audience.

Countless people were shocked to find that the edge of the window turned black at some point.

The middle of the windows is all blocking one side of the coffin, and there is a photo of the mourning hall in the middle of the red one.

The surroundings of the photo are also inlaid with animal teeth used to sacrifice the dead, and the sides are embellished with white bulling.

The sides of these red coffins not only have the smiles of the dead, but also just form a big word 'death'.

It was frightening, and it also conveyed a sinister aura that made people tremble.

Several old men and women saw this scene, their hands and feet trembled and they almost fainted.

It's terrible, it's bad luck.

"I divided these three hundred suites into three thousand cells."

"A room of 100 million yuan is enough for [-] people from three generations of ancestors!"

"You can't buy a 1000 million house for living people. You might as well spend 100 million to rent a house to honor your ancestors."

Ye Fan raised his left hand again:
"Permanent leasehold right, priority right to buy a house, enjoy dignity with living people, what are you waiting for?"

Ye Fan said a few words, but it moved many people's hearts, yes, if you can't get a house, it's not bad to buy a cubicle for the ancestors, and it's cheap.

Bai Ruge took the opportunity to send out hundreds of business cards.

Countless foreign journalists and media snapped pictures.

"President Shen, I can't check out the room, so I can only reduce the loss myself."

"Permanent property rights, absolute private space, I am the master of my site, you have no right to stop me from renting it out."

"The contract also doesn't prohibit the house from keeping ashes and coffins."

"So I hope you don't play tricks, and abide by the spirit of the contract that wind and rain can enter and elephant kings cannot enter."

"Otherwise I will sue you..."

Ye Fan walked up to Shen Bancheng and handed him a business card:
"Just get to know each other. If you're interested, I'll give you a cubicle."

He said softly: "A family of ten is more than enough."

Seeing Ye Fan's appearance, everyone exclaimed again.

Except for those who wanted to rent a cubicle to honor their ancestors, the rest of the customers frowned, and the strong idea of ​​buying a house receded like a tide.

And the bigwigs of the Wanshang Alliance were even more furious, wishing they could rush up and strangle Ye Fan to death.

If it is done like this today, no matter whether three hundred houses are smashed or not, the peninsula city-state may find it difficult to sell the houses.

After all, which owner would not feel uncomfortable thinking of being next to a dead person or ashes?

What's even more frightening is that this incident has been broadcast live. In the future, when people think of the peninsula city-state, they will definitely not talk about the richest district, but only the place where the dead live.

This also develops a hammer.

"President Shen!"

Ye Fan stuffed the business card into Shen Bancheng's hand: "Keep it well, maybe you really need it!"

"Evan-"

Shen Bancheng smashed his business card, staring at Ye Fan like a murderer: "I'm going to tear your corpse into thousands of pieces!"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Ye Fan took out his phone and smiled: "Let Qi Manqing and the others out."

Shen Bancheng sneered: "You ruined my place, and you still want me to let someone out, am I out of my mind?"

He also decided to kill Qin Shijie and others later to vent his hatred.

"Today there are 8000 people if not [-]!"

Ye Fan pointed to the crowded scene:

"Tell me, if I shouted that there was a thunderstorm, how many people would be trampled to death..."

(End of this chapter)