1990, Reborn as a Beachcomber, From Rascal to Brilliant Guy

After saying that, Lin Qiming leaned back in his chair, picked up a cup of tea, and slowly sipped it, a cold smile creeping onto his face.

snort!

What an arrogant young man!

Keep in mind, this is 20, not 200 yuan.

Based on the average monthly income of local workers, it would take seventy or eighty years of saving without eating or drinking to accumulate 20 yuan.

Even if converting the money to US dollars is inconvenient, and even if it can help him achieve something in front of the old man, this price is still a bit too high.

Moreover, besides him, is there anywhere else that can afford such a high price?

Just when he thought he had Lin Shuisheng cornered, Lin Shuisheng reached out, picked up the teacup, poured out the tea, and then slammed it upside down on the tea table.

It means you don't know the value of a product, and since we can't agree on a price, I'll have to look elsewhere.

This way, compared to speaking directly, it retains a sense of decorum.

"Ahem!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Qiming's expression froze, and he choked on his tea.

He didn't expect Lin Shuisheng to be so tough, wanting to take the goods and leave without saying a word of bargaining.

Little did they know, Lin Shuisheng was now completely debt-free.

For him, finding out the price of the Dragon Ball was enough; the rest was just a matter of how much to sell and when to sell it.

Moreover, the most important thing in doing business is who can take the initiative.

If you don't want to accept it, then don't accept it. Who are you threatening?

If he couldn't sell them for a good price, he could simply keep the beads, borrow some money from his family to tide him over, and then sell them for a big profit when the auction records came out in 03.

Even if it doesn't sell for $270 million, it can still fetch at least several hundred thousand, enough for him to buy a large villa for each of his two sons in Shancheng city.

Of course, if he could sell it for 100,000 or 200,000 yuan now, he would have enough capital to buy a boat, a house, start a business, and let his family live a better life sooner.

"Uncle Qiming, excuse me!"

Seeing that Lin Shuisheng had already put the Dragon Ball away and stood up to leave, Lin Qiming finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Young man, you'd better think this through. I guarantee that once you walk out of this door, you won't find a buyer in the entire city who will offer a higher price than me."

"It's alright, I can apply for a family visit visa and go to Hong Kong to ask my uncle for help. I'll see if I can visit your grandfather."

Lin Shuisheng smiled slightly, his expression very calm.

"you..."

Lin Qiming's expression changed, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Shuisheng.

If his grandfather found out that he had personally let a precious dragon ball escape, he probably wouldn't be able to become the next heir of the family anymore.

After all, his grandfather didn't only have him as his eldest son, who was left behind on the mainland.

He didn't know if Lin Shuisheng was bluffing him, and he didn't dare to gamble on whether Lin Shuisheng could meet his old man.

After thinking for a long time, he gestured for Lin Shuisheng to sit down and said earnestly:

"20 won't do, that's the most I can give you."

As he spoke, he gestured with his hands to indicate a ten and a five, which is 15.

He originally wanted to lower the price to 8, but because of Lin Shuisheng's words, he had no choice but to reluctantly raise it to 15, which was almost double the original price.

If this price isn't right, then he'll have something to say when he meets the old man.

Just as he was wondering whether he wanted Lin Shuisheng to agree or not, he saw Lin Shuisheng's lips slowly curl into a smile, then he nodded and said firmly:

"make a deal."

Seeing Lin Shuisheng's happy expression, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He then reached out and took the dragon ball, examined it closely, and finally shook his head, letting out a soft sigh.

"Sigh! These young people these days, the new generation is really pushing the old one aside!"

After saying that, he untied the key hanging from his waistband, turned to the side to open the safe, but suddenly stopped and looked up at Lin Shuisheng.

"Young man, I still have a three-and-a-half-story arcade building on Shengping Road. The building faces the street on three sides, with a width of 16 meters and a depth of 8 meters, and a total construction area of ​​more than 460 square meters."

Although it looks a bit dilapidated, with a little money spent on proper repairs, it will be a great place to use as a shop, for personal residence, or for rent.

Now, one square meter there sells for over 600, but since we're all relatives, I'll give you a discount of 500, making the total price 23.

Aside from this Dragon Ball, all you need to do is give me an extra 8 yuan, and I can take you to transfer the ownership tomorrow.

What do you think?

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Lin Shuisheng frowned, looking at Lin Qiming with some annoyance.

"Now everyone knows that a big venue is going to open on Jinsha Road in the east next year. The arcade buildings here are dilapidated and old, and many merchants have already moved over there. Are you planning to dig a pit for me to jump into?"

They want me to pay an additional 8 yuan? You'd be more like asking for 8 yuan.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qiming's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Then it's a deal. I'll give you an extra 8, plus 15 for this Dragon Ball, making a total of 23. Once the property is transferred tomorrow, we'll be even."

"No, no, I don't want the house, I just want the money."

Without even thinking, Lin Shuisheng shook his head vigorously.

Others may not know, but how could he not know how terrible these old arcade buildings are?

Putting aside the fact that the business here has been declining since last year, people are pouring tens of thousands of yuan into rent for a few hundred or a thousand yuan a month, only to find that the return is not as good as depositing the money in a bank to earn interest.

Furthermore, after the turn of the millennium, due to policy changes, the vacancy rate here skyrocketed.

If you suddenly need money and want to sell, you might not be able to find anyone to take over.

In short, this is a huge pitfall.

"Okay, I'll reduce the price by another 5 for you. Consider it my way of supporting the younger generation as an elder."

Seeing Lin Shuisheng's resolute attitude, Lin Qiming's expression hardened, and he immediately offered a rock-bottom price.

On average, it costs just over two hundred yuan per square meter.

It has to be said that Lin Shuisheng is now genuinely wavering.

However, he really couldn't think of any other kind of shop he could open besides a place to live.

After all, this isn't a fish market or a street that specializes in selling dried seafood; it's mostly gold shops, ginseng and antler shops, cloth shops, and department stores.

If you rent it out, you not only have to put effort into finding tenants and managing the property, but after deducting various expenses such as repairs, you can only collect eight or nine thousand yuan in rent per year, which is one or two thousand yuan less than depositing 10 yuan in the bank to earn interest.

The only advantage is that the price is cheap enough, similar to those dilapidated arcade buildings on back streets that can't collect rent, and it can still satisfy his idea of ​​sending his two children to study in the city.

In addition, the remaining 5 yuan is almost enough for him to buy a boat, start a business, and build a new house.

Thinking about this, he became conflicted again.

After all, whether in the future or now, buying a house is a deep-seated desire for a better life in everyone's bones.