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Chapter 1596 How much does this cost?

"Everyone, come upstairs with me. Our building has six floors. The first floor comes with a small garden and a basement, the sixth floor comes with a loft, and the second to fifth floors come with extra-large balconies..."

A beautiful female salesperson, wearing a black suit with a small stand-up collar, light makeup on her face and her hair tied up in a high bun, walked on high heels and led a group of consumers who came to buy real estate to the building that had just been topped out and was undergoing interior painting and decoration. She introduced it to everyone in a light and sweet tone.

"Our building adopts an expensive shear wall structure, with the weight of the entire building supported by load-bearing beams. The compartments inside each house can be freely dismantled and changed without affecting the load-bearing strength of the entire building..."

"As for the floor slab, we laid it in strict accordance with the construction standards, and added an additional five-centimeter sound insulation layer on the basis of the national building standards. The overall thickness of the floor slab reached 15 centimeters, ensuring that it can effectively isolate the noise from upstairs and downstairs..."

Secretary Fang also mixed in the crowd and followed the sales lady upstairs. He looked around with his hands behind his back. He was used to living in a brick and tile house, so when he came to this reinforced concrete structure building, everything he saw found new!

As for the basement and attic that were given on the first floor and top floor, he was more interested!

Isn’t this equivalent to buying one floor and getting one floor free?
Don't be too cost-effective!

I really want to do something to him!
"You're tired, aren't you?"

He stood at the stairs, watching the group of house viewers go downstairs and go to the sales office to choose the apartment they liked. He took out a handkerchief, handed it to the sales lady, and said something with concern.

"Huh...husband, what I just said was pretty good, wasn't it?"

"Very good!" Secretary Fang laughed, "Isn't this more profitable than selling clothes?"

"That's right. Boss Qian said that he would give us a commission of 500 yuan for every house we sell. I have sold two houses this month, so I will get 1,000 yuan soon. It is more than your salary for half a year!"

"My wife is amazing. My husband will depend on you for food from now on!"

Secretary Fang hugged his wife, and they stood quietly in the unfinished house, squinting their eyes slightly, enjoying the quiet space for two.

"Honey, do you think we should buy one too?"

Xie Qingqing raised her head, looked at her husband with her big eyes, and whispered something. Secretary Fang thought for a moment and shook his head, "Let's wait for the next issue. Housing for workers in the city is quite tight right now. As a leader, I shouldn't join in the fun... Let's talk about it later..."

He smelled the fragrance of powder emanating from his wife's body, and couldn't help himself. He lowered his head and kissed her, which earned him a coquettish cry from his wife, "I hate you, don't let anyone see it!"

"There's a family quarters being built in the north of the city. We'll probably be able to get housing by next spring. There's no rush!"

"That's right...husband, do you think the quality of the houses in the family housing estates is as good as these commercial houses?"

"They should be about the same!" Secretary Fang let go of his wife, walked to the wall, stretched out his hand and patted it. The reinforced concrete wall was harder than stone, and it made his wrist numb!
"Look at the house that Qian Bancheng built. It's really genuine!"

"Oh, it would be nice if we were given a first floor with a small yard where I could plant some flowers and grass, and Lao Wang, Lao Li and Lao Zhang would also have a place to play..."

"Can you change the names of those cats? My heart skips a beat when you call them that!"

"I called, what did I call? Lao Wang, Lao Li, Lao Zhang... come out to receive customers! Hahahaha... look at your narrow-mindedness!"

The lively and cheerful Xie Qingqing hugged his neck and kissed him several times, "Jealous Old Fang, my name is Lulu!"

Secretary Fang’s old face twitched like an eggplant hit by frost!
After saying goodbye to his wife, he rode his three-wheeled motorcycle and rushed to Nahe River. Seeing that the autumn harvest had begun, he came to supervise and inspect the work.

By the way, talk to Sun Jianping about the house.

“Have all the old customers gone back?”

The county compound was quiet. Most people were sent to the countryside by County Magistrate Sun to help farmers complete the autumn harvest. Secretary Fang was not polite and walked straight into his office, pulled a chair and sat down, and asked.

"Well, this year's mountain product season is over."

Sun Jianping poured him a glass of water. Secretary Fang chuckled and asked, "Did Lao Bai make any money from his restaurant?" "From what he said, he has recovered his investment..."

"He is always a step behind in everything he does. I remember that his brother Bai Guizhou urged him to be the deputy county chief, but he was reluctant to do it. Now the grass on his brother's grave is two meters high, and he has just made it..."

"It's a good thing he didn't do it. If he had, the grass on his grave would probably be taller than his brother's!"

"That's right!" Secretary Fang looked out the window, looking mysterious, and lowered his voice, "Guess how much your father-in-law can get from this?"

"millions?"

"Several million more, how did you come up with that? At least this amount!"

He raised two fingers and said, "Didn't I send your sister-in-law to work as a salesperson in their real estate company? She said there were too many people buying houses and they lined up in the middle of the night. Do you believe it?"

"Is it true? We have to queue up in the middle of the night?"

"That's right! Your father-in-law is really good at business. He knows that many people can't afford houses, but he still limits the sales. He sells out 150 houses a day, not even one more. He forces these workers to pack up and line up in the middle of the night to buy houses!"

Secretary Fang grabbed the teacup and took a sip. "I have to wait in line to pay for things. It's almost like a supply and marketing cooperative!"

"Haha, there's a term in foreign countries called hunger marketing, which is about artificially creating a tense atmosphere, so that many people who can't keep their composure will panic and go to give money to others with their bags."

"Your old man is really born to make money. I am convinced!"

"Haha, how else can people make a lot of money?"

Sun Jianping glanced out the window and said, "It's not even October yet, but the mountain product season is over and the streets are deserted!"

"You still want a busy city 365 days a year?"

"Yes, of course I do!" Sun Jianping sat down again and threw him a big apple. "Our apples mature very late. They can't be picked from the trees until mid-October. I'm afraid there will be a frost during this period. The apples will freeze and rot."

"Seriously, now all the counties and cities are competing for the economy. Among the nine counties under our city, only yours is showing some improvement. The rest are all rubbish. You keep shouting about development but you don't have a penny in your pocket. What's the point of development?"

"Haha, that's not the case. At least the overall environment is good now, and the people are very motivated."

Sun Jianping took a big bite of the apple. Apples in autumn began to accumulate sugar and were not as sour as before.

"I would like to ask you, what are your plans for the future? Are you going to ask your father-in-law to come over and build a building or..."

"We need to build some buildings, but we are building greenhouses." Sun Jianping took out a county town planning map and slapped it on the table. "Here, from the bus station to the hotel in the north, we will build greenhouses to facilitate the trading of mountain products."

"How much does this cost?"

"It's probably a few yuan per square meter, and the total cost is less than 10,000 yuan."

"Tell me the truth, kid. How much did you earn this mountain product season?"

Secretary Fang asked half seriously and half jokingly.

"It's not much, just 30,000 or 50,000 yuan. You see, we don't charge for accommodation, but basically we collect taxes from merchants... Now that the stores are sold out, we can collect some taxes..."

"That's really good. No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it's still meat!"

Secretary Fang glanced outside and said, "When will your processing plant start operation? I heard that the provincial government is very concerned about your project and even called to inquire about the progress a few days ago!"

(End of this chapter)