After looking at the front yard, I looked at the house, and then I looked at the backyard.
The backyard is divided into three parts. The first part is the 4-acre villa yard, which is equivalent to about 24 acres. It is so big that you will be out of breath while running.
The second part is the staff dormitory, which is single-story and overall C-shaped, containing a total of eight two-bedroom apartments.
The third part is the hotel, a two-story concrete building with eight rooms in total, located next to the edge of the land and half suspended on the hillside.
The hotel is the finishing touch. It can be a hotel to earn extra money, or it can also be a guest room.
Dormitories and hotels are built outside the villa walls, completely separated, and privacy is guaranteed.
"The backyard is 4 acres, with a bicycle path, children's play area, swimming pool, leisure area, barbecue party area, pet room, two pavilions, and a transparent landscape facing west and east. It has the best location in Los Angeles." Jesse Ka Gong spread his hands and embraced the sky, looking passionate.
"How much does the landlord sell it for?" Zhang Jing asked.
"87 million yuan," Jessica Gong introduced. "There are houses of the same type with similar area, and there is another one that sells for 100 million yuan."
Zhang Jing's heart was beating hard. The stuff was good, and it would not be an exaggeration to say it was the best.
But it’s really expensive. It’s ridiculously expensive. Just imagine that Kanfen Farm has 5,000 acres, 17 kilometers of coastline, two reservoirs, three large villas, 1,100 beef heads, and more than 1,000 acres of orchards. The total purchase price is only 110 million meters. Yuan.
There are only 11 acres here, but it is sold for 87 million yuan. Is it because this is Beverly?
"It's so expensive," Zhang Jing complained, "I have to think about whether it's worth it."
Jessica Gong didn’t expect Zhang Jing to buy it today. After all, it wasn’t cheap. She chatted and said, “If you are interested, please feel free to contact me.”
On the way back, the scorching sun had turned into sunset. Zhang Jing was driving when he suddenly thought of something and asked: "What's the tax rate here?"
"1.25%," Wang Sisi replied, "The property tax for the house where my mother and I live is 105,000 yuan in April, plus insurance and maintenance costs, another 50,000 yuan."
Zhang Jing was secretly surprised. Compared with the house in Longguo, not only did he have to buy a house in Citigroup, but he also had to pay rent every year, and the rent was not cheap.
Kanfen Farm is better. The tax on agricultural land is the same as that on land picked up. Counting agricultural subsidies, not only does it cost you nothing, but you can also make some money.
Of course, the house on the land also has to pay taxes, but it is relatively low. After all, it is very remote and the valuation is not that high.
There was a long silence. Wang Sisi and Fan Simin sat in the back row and kept quiet.
"Sisi, how do you feel?" Zhang Jing asked, breaking the silence.
Wang Sisi said without thinking, "I think it's not good. It's too big and too delicate. It's impossible to keep the house in good condition all the time."
"What do you think, Fan Simin?" Zhang Jing asked again.
"Me?" Fan Simin didn't expect Zhang Jing to ask herself. She noticed Wang Sisi's blinking eyes and said disapprovingly, "I don't think it's good either. Such a big house requires a lot of money in real estate taxes every year, and it has columnworms."
Zhang Jingshen nodded in agreement, everything he said made sense, and he also believed that the house had shortcomings.
Moving forward an hour, when Zhang Jing was looking at the house, Mike and Edjia drove a pickup truck and followed Sun Guo, who used a pseudonym, to Irvine. The specific address was No. 306 Paso Robles.
This is a wooden villa located in a non-gated community.
Sun Guo and Kangxi, who used pseudonyms, came straight back here after parting ways on the Santa Monica beach.
"I'll go in and arrest people," Edjia put a loaded pistol in the waist of his hand and told Mike, "You keep driving forward and come back in a minute."
Mike nodded.
Edjia quickly got out of the car, stepped on Sun Guo's heels, and broke in through the door in broad daylight.
The door was bolted from the inside. Edjia was so strong that he kicked the hinges and broke them.
Sun Guo had just sat down and was frightened by the sound of the door breaking. He hurriedly planned to go to the kitchen to find a gun. When he took out the shotgun from the kitchen cabinet, Edjia was already in the living room. "Put down the gun and turn around slowly. I just want to Find some money to spend and take me to the safe.
"
Whenever possible, Sun Guo didn't want to get into a gunfight with others, let alone being pointed at a gun from behind, so he cooperated and obeyed.
He slowly put down the gun and turned around, only then could he see clearly that it was a masked woman.
Edjia stepped forward in two steps, tied Sun Guo behind his back with a strap, held his back collar and left the house directly, and got into the car that Mike had already turned around. The whole process took less than two minutes.
"To make a long story short," Edjia immediately interrogated Sun Guo from the back row, "Who is your boss? Where are the others!"
"I don't..."
"Crack!" Edjia instantly cut off the middle finger of Sun Guo's left hand, and at the same time covered his mouth with her other hand.
Cold sweat broke out on Sun Guo's painful forehead. He wanted to scream, but was blocked by the woman's big hand. ..
"Who is your boss? Where is he?" Edjia asked for the second time.
"Shimenford No. 590, he is at Shimenford No. 590 today." Sun Guo recruited very quickly, but he couldn't do it quickly. He was not a hero.
"How many bodyguards does he have around him?" Edjia asked.
"Three, take turns to protect him."
As Mike drove, Edgar said, "Go straight for about 300 meters and turn left; drive about another kilometer, and that's it."
"Are you going to fight hard?" Mike asked.
"We've alerted him, he might run away."
Mike didn't say anything, drove the pickup truck smoothly, and quickly reached the destination.
Worried that Sun Guo might cause trouble, Edjia first sealed his mouth, then tied his neck and calves together, and fixed them to the rear safety belt in a strange posture, so that he could not make any noise in the car. No sound can be made.
In short, bundling is a technical job that ordinary people cannot do.
Talented people are bold. When they get there, Edjia takes a deep breath and goes straight up to knock on the door of the target's room. Mike stays in the car to answer the call.
The bodyguard opened the door, a bald African-American. Without waiting for the other party to say anything, Edjia sent a dagger into the other party's heart at the speed of closing his eyes.
He behaves decisively, moves sharply, and has a tough mentality.
He supported the stabbed body back into the hall, slowly placed it on the ground, and closed the door from the inside.
"Ross," someone called the bodyguard's name in the living room, "who is it?"
Looking for the voice and holding a pistol, Edjia saw the man behind the scenes who was having dinner. He was an Asian, middle-aged man with a pair of sharp eyebrows.
In addition to the male protagonist, there was a mixed-race boy in his late teens and a white-skinned woman at the table.
This situation was beyond Edja's expectation.
"Who are you?" The sword-browed man stood up quickly, protecting his wife and children behind him.
"Do you know Sun Guo?" Edjia asked.
"I don't know. If you just want money, I can give it to you. There are about 20,000 meters in the safe."
"K," the phone call was on, and Edjia asked for support, "Come in."
K is just a code name. Mike quickly entered the house and was slightly startled when he saw the woman and child. This was something he had not expected before.
After thinking for a second, Mike stepped forward, bound the three people, sealed their mouths, and forced the father and son to leave the house and get into the pickup truck.
After Mike left, Edjia had a clear idea, stepped forward and decisively stabbed the woman to death, took away the two mobile phones on the dining table, and then entered the kitchen and turned on the gas.
After a short search, I found the surveillance system terminal in a small room, violently dismantled it, and took away the host computer as well.
Finally, ignite the bedroom sheets and use them as a delayed fuse.
When the pickup truck drove a hundred meters away, the wooden villa burst into flames and exploded.
Moving forward, after passing an intersection, the pickup truck passed by two police cars. Worried about encountering policemen later, Mike drove the truck back to Sun Guo's residence and hid the pickup truck in the garage.
He behaves very boldly and very carefully.
