In the small courtyard, Zhang Yuan revealed his bargaining strategy to Brother Qian.

"Will it work?" Brother Qian showed a worried look.

"Don't be nervous, I'll take care of everything, you just need to help and cooperate."

After that, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Xiaoli, where are you?"

The person he was greeting was Zhou Xiaoli, the makeup artist whom he met on the set of "The Untold Story".

The next day, Zhang Yuan wanted Brother Qian to take him to the high-rise residential building he bought.

At the same time, he also brought Shu Chang.

"Hello, Brother Qian." Shu Chang greeted him obediently.

"Hello." Brother Qian looked at Changchang, then at Zhang Yuan, and after moving closer he quietly asked, "Why did you ask her to come?"

“To buy a house.”

"How old is she to buy a house?"

“If it’s a few years later, the price will go up.”

Zhang Yuan knew that one had to be 18 years old to get a real estate certificate, but he also knew that in two years, the housing prices in the city would increase by at least 30% to 40%.

So he turned and asked Shu Chang.

"Sing, you must have saved a lot of money over the years."

"Woo..." Shu Chang leaned close to his ear and whispered something.

Zhang Yuan: …

"Sing."

"what?"

"Why don't you support me?" Zhang Yuan sighed.

It would have been better if you debuted earlier!
Shu Chang has actually saved over three million!
"Changchang, do you believe me?" Zhang Yuan asked seriously.

"Of course." Shu Chang's eyes showed no doubt.

She had always trusted Zhang Yuan before, and after what happened at the Central Academy of Drama, she had no doubts at all.

Even if Zhang Yuan said he was a virgin, she would believe it.

Just say how well behaved she is.

"Then listen to me and use all your money to buy a house. It will definitely appreciate in value."

"Ah?" Shu Chang thought for a moment and said, "But I want to live with my family."

"Buying a house is for investment, not for living." Zhang Yuan tapped her forehead with his index finger.

"If one day you don't want to act anymore, you can still live a good life as a landlady, understand?"

Since you have taken her into the fish pond, you have to plan for her future.

"Will the house be valuable?" Changchang thought with his head down.

Zhang Yuan didn't have the time to explain to her concepts such as inflation, capital reservoirs, and large-scale infrastructure. He only mentioned two things.

"The capital successfully applied for the Olympic Games in 01, and will host the Olympic Games in 08."

"Throughout world history, whenever a city has hosted a world-class event, housing prices have skyrocketed."

Shu Chang nodded.

"One more thing, you should have watched Hunan TV's Happy Camp."

"I love watching it and often watch the show with my family." Chang Chang replied with a smile.

Any memories involving her family would make her smile.

"Well, you recognize the host, Li Xiang."

"Ah."

"But what you don't know is that she has already bought dozens of houses in the imperial capital."

"Ah!" Shu Chang's jaw almost dropped in shock.

Zhang Yuan remembered that this lady should have bought more than 70 houses, all of which were purchased before 00. At that time, the properties located in the third and fourth ring roads were still very cheap, so she used her own and her family's money and took out a loan to go on a shopping spree and made a lot of money... This story sounds very inspiring and cool, right?

But please look carefully, as I just said, she was able to buy dozens of houses with money from her family and her own loans.

Among them, the family's money probably accounts for more than 90%...

His father is the secretary of a certain armed police detachment in southern Hunan, and his mother runs a 4S shop in the local area. They are a typical wealthy family with a combination of officials and businessmen.

Ordinary people can never copy other people's success.

However, following her suggestion, her good friend He Jiong also bought more than ten houses in the capital.

So, how important it is to have a good friend!

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand!" Shu Chang's eyes became unusually firm.

After all, it is a top-notch intelligence, and you can understand it with a little analysis.

"You are not old enough. Pay the deposit today, and then find your most trusted relative to register with you as your guardian."

"But remember to write down the proportion clearly, the other party only holds the minimum proportion of 1%, and write a good agreement. When you come of age, the other party must actively cooperate in changing the ownership, and there must be no additional conditions."

Zhang Yuan was very serious and explained word by word.

"Brother Yuan, my family won't..."

"Did you hear that?" Zhang Yuan raised his voice and repeated it.

It was the first time that Changchang saw him being so strict with her, and she nodded a little nervously.

"After you buy the house, you must let me review the property certificate and the agreement. If you don't do it right, I will never talk to you again."

Shu Chang hurriedly nodded vigorously to show his assurance.

Her biggest fear is losing her family.

To her, Zhang Yuan is no different from her family members.

Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Shu Chang would be deceived. After all, her character weaknesses were too obvious.

After everything was explained, the two of them, together with Brother Qian, were led by the salesperson to visit the real estate sand table and several of the most expensive model apartments.

In the end, he and Shu Chang each paid a deposit.

He bought one set, and Shu Chang bought three sets, and his back teeth were almost showing due to his salesmanship.

Brother Qian, who was standing by, had his eyes twitching.

He originally thought that it was astonishing enough that Zhang Yuan wanted to buy two houses when he was only in his twenties.

Here comes another one who is only 16 and buys three sets at once...

Brother Qian felt that he was basically a waste.

After going out, the three of them took a car back to the courtyard.

Along the way, Zhang Yuan explained many things to Changchang.

"Next time I have money, I will buy houses and gold."

"If it's stocks, I'll buy them after the Qingming Festival next year. The Moutai that Qian Ge and I both love to drink has been rising in price in recent years, so the stocks will also rise, so you can buy them."

He could only speak slowly and of course could not tell the other party directly that after April next year, Moutai would fall to the early 20s, but 20 years later its highest point would rise to more than 2600, an increase of more than times.

However, this is only suitable for small investments by individuals like Shu Chang, who can make millions or even tens of millions of shares.

Zhang Yuan himself is not suitable.

On the one hand, he believed that he could definitely earn more with his ability to work hard.

On the other hand, if you go all in on the stock market, once your funds reach a certain level, it is easy for you to be targeted by institutions and be slaughtered like pigs.

If you want to be an institution and slaughter pigs.

That is true, but I am afraid that the wrath of thunder from above will strike you into black ashes.

Zhao Yanzi tried it, but she failed to get the white gloves and her image was completely ruined.

Simply put, stocks, like lottery tickets, have built-in anti-crossing mechanisms.

When we returned to No. 10 Pi Tiao Hutong, makeup artist Zhou Xiaoli was already waiting outside the door.

Zhang Yuan led her in and helped himself and Brother Qian put on makeup.

After several hours of struggle, the two of them were in completely different states.

Brother Qian not only looked several decades older, his face was covered with corpse spots... no, age spots, and he also changed into a gray and white wig, although his hair was still curly.

There are wrinkles everywhere on the forehead, cheeks, and neck.

He also changed into an imported suit and picked up an ebony cane, looking like an old gentleman who had returned from overseas.

Zhang Yuan, who had just returned from the crew and still had a bald head, now had the same long ponytail as Gong Hanlin.

She also dyed a lot of colorful hair on her long black hair.

She wore black-framed glasses on her nose, put on eyeliner and lip gloss, a suit with a big pointed collar and a white shirt, and a pair of big pointed leather shoes on her feet.

His image was modeled after the first generation of Korean idols in the millennium. If viewed from the perspective of later generations, it is indeed non-mainstream. After both of them were dressed up, they walked to the courtyard and faced each other.

"who are you?"

"who are you?"

He and Brother Qian asked in unison, and after they realized what was happening, they burst into laughter.

"Xiao Li, there's nothing wrong with your special effects makeup, it looks great!"

Zhang Yuan hurriedly took out a red envelope of one thousand yuan and handed it to the other party, but Zhou Xiaoli refused to take it.

"I was poisoned by the carbon stove on the snowy mountain, and you carried me out. If I ask for money for such a small matter, you are shameless."

Seeing that the other party was persistent, he stopped forcing him and took the money back.

At this moment, Shu Chang also covered his mouth and walked up while laughing.

"How about singing?"

"Brother Yuan, if you were dressed like this, I would just pretend not to know you if I met you on the street."

Zhang Yuan: …

Is it so embarrassing?
But it doesn’t matter, it means the makeup is particularly successful!
After asking the two girls to leave the courtyard and locking the door, Zhang Yuan made a phone call. Then he and Brother Qian pretended to be strangers and waited quietly outside the door.

Half an hour later, a real estate agent hurried over with the landlord Xin Xiangmei.

"Hello!" The landlord came forward and greeted them in Mandarin with an old Beijing accent.

The landlord learned from the agent half an hour ago that two foreigners wanted to see the house, so he hurried over.

"Hello!" Zhang Yuan deliberately replied in awkward Mandarin, and then pointed to Brother Qian beside him: "This is Mr. Park Renmeng, the owner of the famous adult products company in our Dahanming country."

"I'm his translator. My name is Jin Taixi."

"British?" The landlord glanced at the agent standing beside him.

The young man nodded vigorously and almost collapsed.

As the saying goes, even those who work in carriages, boats, and shops can be killed even if they are innocent.

The intermediary belongs to the brokerage firm.

In ancient times, these industries were prone to corruption because they all had a certain degree of regional monopoly.

The same is true for today's real estate agents. To a certain extent, they monopolize housing information.

In this big drama that Zhang Yuan carefully prepared today, the intermediary is also one of his actors.

The young man had been bribed by him a long time ago, and he promised to give him a reward of 10,000 yuan after the task was completed.

Money makes the world go round. The other party not only agreed readily, but also cooperated actively.

"Mr. Xin, Koreans are very rich. You know, Samsung, LG, Hyundai, they are all big Korean companies."

"Yes, yes, yes. The people of England turned to the United States because they have money. If we Chinese had turned to the United States, we would have been rich a long time ago."

Zhang Yuan: …

This typical idea of ​​nourishing human germs has existed for so long.

"Park Renmeng, Jin Taixi... there seems to be a causal relationship between your two names." The landlord muttered softly.

I was too much of a whore, so it's all gone...

"You are dressed like this, are you a translator?" The landlord took a look at Zhang Yuan's appearance and did not recognize him at all.

"Yes, all Korean men look like this, neither male nor female." Zhang Yuan replied righteously.

landlord:……

"The boss of an adult products company?"

"Yes, our products are specially exported to Dengta, which was founded by the old chairman Park Yisheng, who is also the father of Mr. Park Renyong." Zhang Yuan has become more and more talkative since he met Teacher Liu.

One focuses on quantity, the other focuses on quality... The landlord recalled the names of the two presidents.

Zhang Yuan glanced at Brother Qian and motioned for him to say hello as well.

Brother Qian burst out with the acting skills he had accumulated over more than ten years of hard work in the film and television industry, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

"If the front wheel doesn't turn, the rear wheel will turn."

"Mr. Park says hello." Zhang Yuan acted like a traitorous translator.

"Hello, Mr. Park..."

"Kimchi is not delicious if it's not spicy." Brother Qian said while waving his hand.

"He said he wanted to go in and take a look."

"Why does this Mr. Park look somewhat similar to Mr. Jin in the north?" The landlord felt that he looked more and more familiar.

Zhang Yuan thought to himself that it was true, Brother Qian didn’t even need to put on makeup, he could just wear sunglasses and go to North Korea to be the leader.

Several people stepped over the threshold and entered the house.

"Gudu Gulu ate too many pickles and had to drink water." After Brother Qian came in, he looked around and said with a serious expression.

"Mr. Park said that the house he wanted must have a wide-beamed front door, with a door light on top and a lazy bench below, a reception room, a management office, and after entering the front door, there is a second door, with four screens on the second door, painted green and sprinkled with gold stars, and four red squares with the words "Zhai Zhuang Zhong Zheng" and "Serious and Neat" on the back. After entering the second door, the ground is paved with square bricks, and the courtyard is paved with sea bricks. Xia Jingtian has built a 36-foot-high awning: the four red plugs mean "Auspicious Star Shining High"..."

Brother Qian on the side nodded after hearing this.

Zhang Yuan's "Praise for the House" is really true...

"Did Mr. Park say so much?" the landlord wondered. Why did I feel like he only said a few words?

"I'm a translator. I need to be faithful, fluent and elegant. That's what Mr. Park meant." Zhang Yuan has also pushed his acting skills to the limit in the past two years.

"But my house doesn't have what he said, right?"

"That's not important." Zhang Yuan came to the landlord with a smile: "Mr. Pu Renmeng wanted to see your house specifically for only one reason."

"what?"

"Because this is Wang Zhihe's former residence!" Zhang Yuan shook her ponytail and explained to him.

"Back then, on the Korean battlefield, Mr. Park In-meng's father, Mr. Park Yi-sheng, the founder of the company, was captured by Chinese soldiers."

"It was at that time that Mr. Park first tasted Wangzhihe stinky tofu from a soldier in the imperial capital, and he was amazed by it ever since."

"Mr. Park's taste is quite strong." The landlord looked conflicted. He was shocked after taking a bite of Wangzhihe. How terrible must the food in your country be?

Brother Qian, who was standing aside and acting like an old entrepreneur, was praising him in his heart.

"Zhang Yuan has a quick mind, and he can talk nonsense as soon as he opens his mouth. It would be a pity if he didn't tell a crosstalk."

“So, from then on, Mr. Park always missed Wang Zhihe. Until his death, he still wanted to have one more bite of it. What a pity…” Zhang Yuan said, lowering his head and wiping away his tears.

"Please accept my condolences," the landlord advised.

"What a pity, the old man survived and didn't die."

Brother Qian held back and almost gave his usual supporting role.

landlord:……

"Therefore, the old man formed an indissoluble bond with Huaxia because of a bottle of Wangzhihe and has always wanted to invest in Huaxia."

“Upon learning that Wang Zhihe’s former residence was for sale, we immediately sent Mr. Park In-meng to discuss the matter.”

"We are sincere and willing to offer you a good price."

"After all, for Park Group, this is just a small amount of money."

Damn!

When the landlord heard this, he felt happy!

"What price would you offer?"

Zhang Yuan pretended to get close to Brother Qian's ear and said a few words, then said seriously.

"Mr. Park Renmeng said that he thought the house was well maintained and clean, and it met his requirements."

“So he was willing to pay 20 to buy it!”

When the landlord heard this number, he staggered and his face turned pale on the spot.

"Are you kidding me?"

Xin Xiangmei put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "I offer others 130 million, but you only offer 20."

"Neuropathy!"

"Wait!" Seeing the other party cursing, Zhang Yuan was not in a hurry at all and raised his hand to interrupt.

"The 20 we are talking about is a knife." Zhang Yuan snapped his fingers.

"Why is there still a knife thing?"

"It's not a knife, it's a knife music." Zhang Yuan rubbed his fingers: "The money that Americans use!"

"Oh oh oh!" The landlord's anger instantly turned into joy.

"Daole, we're here..."

“As soon as Master Park comes, the money will arrive!”

"Ha ha ha ha……"

For a moment, the courtyard was filled with a happy atmosphere. (End of this chapter)