Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

With the intention of buying someone else's house, Song Pan'er didn't argue with the old man about these few words. He didn't even eat any noodles, so he sat and watched the old man drink.

"This little girl is nice and kind!" Seeing that the old man's words were so unpleasant, Song Pan'er wasn't angry when the landlady saw her, so she couldn't help but praise her.

Having finished wiping the cucumber shreds, the proprietress picked up the basin and walked to the back kitchen. As he walked, he said: "If you don't like his house in a while, you can come back to me. I also have a house for rent."

"His sister-in-law, you are not honest! How can you grab business in front of someone." The old man quit after drinking a small wine cup, "If you don't want to eat, go, I will take you to see the house."

The old man didn't even settle his account, so he put down his chopsticks and left.

The two of them seemed to be acquaintances at first glance, and they dared to leave without giving them money, but Song Paner did not dare. He took out five dollars and put it on the table, then shouted toward the kitchen: "Put the money on the table, boss."

Seeing that the boss's wife came out again, she dared to follow the old man and leave. The proprietress muttered from behind: "You are so brave to pluck out your hair and rent out that shabby house!"

Gaobei Village is really not small. After walking for about ten minutes, Lao Shengtou stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard gate.

The yard is not big, but there are so many houses. There are small pigeon-cage-like houses on three sides, which look dilapidated. Song Pan'er roughly counted, there must be seventeen or eight houses.

"Go ahead and pick. Tell me which house in the photo is occupied. The one with the lock on the door is already occupied. Feel free to look at the other houses." Lao Shengtou stood in the middle of the yard, pointed around and said.

Song Pan'er glanced at it and saw that there were only two locks on the door, and thought to herself: This old man's business is not doing well!

Slowly opening the door of a room, she didn't have to go in. She could see the whole house by standing at the door and looking around.

The walls were dark and the floor was paved with red bricks. There was only an iron bed, a set of tables and chairs, and nothing else.

The only advantage is that it's big enough. A single room of about twenty square meters is quite spacious.

I changed to another room and it had the same layout. Only the main house had two rooms that were slightly better, with a small kitchen and bathroom separated inside.

Song Pan'er pointed to the most 'luxurious' house, "Uncle, how much does this house cost per month?"

"That house is precious! Three hundred and eighty." Lao Sheng leaned his head against the door wall of the upper room, rolling a dry cigarette, and replied with a downcast look.

"What about a house without a kitchen and bathroom?" Song Pan'er asked.

"Another three hundred."

Song Pan'er raised her eyebrows when she heard this, it was quite cheap.

"Uncle, this house of yours looks very dilapidated! Why don't you renovate it? What should you do if it rains and falls and hurts people?" Song Pan'er was also vicious enough, and her words hit the old man's heart.

Lao Shengtou has been worried about this for a long time. He asked someone to look at it and found out that the house could not last more than a few years and had to be demolished and rebuilt. He has only saved tens of thousands of yuan by renting out houses in recent years. If he builds a new house, he will not have any money left, and he is afraid that he will have to borrow more money.

Although he understood in his heart, Lao Shengtou refused to admit it and said: "This house is fine. The courtyard in front is just like this one. I live like this myself."

"Besides, if this house is bright and beautiful, can I rent it to you with these two dollars? Don't you see what kind of land this is?" Lao Sheng took a puff of dry cigarette and sat down against the wall.

"It's cheap, but it's really dangerous and can easily kill someone!"

Song Pan'er squatted down with her schoolbag in her arms, observed the old man's expression, and tentatively said, "Will this house be sold?"

The old man's eyes, which were looking at the sky and the ground, turned away from Song Pan'er. Finally, he turned around and looked at Song Pan'er from her hair to the soles of her shoes.

"Do you really want to buy it? What kind of job do you do?" The old man stared at Song Pan'er without moving his eyes.

"I'm in the media business and want to build a few studios here."

Song Paner made random remarks. Little did she know that she really hit the mark. In the near future, this village would soon become a gathering place for film and television companies, with various star studios gathering there. Gaobei Village, which was originally a dilapidated village, has transformed into the most beautiful village in Beijing.

The old man didn't understand what media and studio meant, but he could roughly guess that Song Pan'er wanted to buy a place to do work.

Ouch! This is incredible, this is still a boss. Lao Shengtou finally stopped looking at Song Pan'er back and forth and asked hesitantly: "What kind of media are you talking about? Is it so profitable?"

Song Pan'er was in a bit of a dilemma. She said she was worried that the old man would ask too high a price if she wanted to make money. But she was worried that the old man would not believe that she had the ability to buy his house if she said she was not making money. At this moment, she felt tired from talking to the Huaishu Village intelligence team.

"I'm still in the entrepreneurial stage, and I earn quite little. So what, uncle, how do you sell this house?" Not wanting to dwell too much on this topic, Song Pan'er brought the topic back to the main line.

"How much do you want to buy it for?"

"I don't dare to give this, I'm afraid you'll kick me out." Song Pan'er first set the tone of bargaining, and then continued with a smile: "You quote a price, if it works, I'll buy it, if it doesn't, I'll leave. .”

Boss Lao Sheng was embarrassed and began to lower his head in thought.

If the house is not sold, I can earn 2,560 yuan a month from rent, which is 30,000 yuan a year. I have already saved over 100,000 yuan. If I save another 20 to 30 years, I will become a millionaire.

But thinking about it again, this house still needs to be renovated. This money is too much to spend, and my son is not able to do anything. I am afraid that he will have to do the work himself. Thirty years! Can I still get out of bed by myself?

After smoking a pack of cigarettes, Lao Shengtou finally thought about it.

"I have four yards, all of the same size. The price is 1.2 million."

Song Pan'er clicked her tongue, and she also fell into deep thought.

But she was just pretending to be thoughtful, and there was nothing to think about. The price was a bit higher than normal, but it was nothing to Song Pan'er, especially since she knew this place was a piece of pie. The faster she started, the more she would eat.

After about half a pack of cigarettes, Song Paner finally opened her mouth.

"I only have 1.15 million, so you have to leave some money for me to repair the house! Just 1.1 million!"

Old Shengtou listened to Song Pan'er's stupid words and put his trembling hands behind his back. "That won't work. I won't sell it for even one cent less."

Song Pan'er was secretly amused that the old man was still hiding his hands. He didn't know that he blinked when he was excited. Now he blinked once every three seconds.

The business is almost done, but the price negotiation process must be gone through, otherwise things may go wrong.

"Then I don't have that much money. It's only 1.15 million in total. Forget it's not enough. You can sell me three of them! I'll give you 900,000." Song Pan'er imitated Han Mengyao's look, her eyes showing clear expressions. madness.

Houses in this village are sold normally, and a house worth 200,000 yuan is considered high price. Even if it is 1.15 million yuan, it is still a profit. It is a big bargain.

Lao Sheng gritted his teeth and stood up straight, "Okay, I'll sell it to you for 1.15 million, four sets."

Song Pan'er didn't dare to show any joy, and sighed thoughtfully, "I don't have a penny left after buying the house, and the opening of the house has to be postponed again. Alas~"

"Okay, I'll make a lot of money when the time comes, and I'll earn back this little money in a few months."

Lao Shengtou is very happy now. I wonder how he will feel after the news that this place will be demolished comes out some time later.