As he said, everyone is a slave to his own desires.
Some people are eager for knowledge, and some are eager to pursue the past.
When Chen woke up after a night's rest, he checked his phone.
The previous commission had been paid long ago, but after many days of hard work, he was unable to care.
The commission income of more than 200,000 yuan is already close to the sky-high price, but considering the local housing prices, it doesn't seem to be much.
After a morning of inquiries, Chen Qing agreed on a property located at the foot of a suburban mountain.
The houses here are quite old and were built in the early days to expand the urban area. It's just that the subsequent development was not as good as expected, investment was not attracted, the business district was gone, and the popularity gradually began to decline.
Following the occurrence of several vicious cases, housing prices here began to plummet.
If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely not settle here. After all, you have to drive to the city for twenty minutes to go shopping; but for someone with ulterior motives like Chen Qing, it is perfect.
He left the city and suddenly remembered that today seemed to be a working day.
He hesitated for a while, then continued in a direction away from the school.
Jiang Wan and the others have not been told about the heir, and he does not plan to tell them now.
Now that so many people have died, they must be allowed to vent their stress.
He walked all the way to the outskirts, and after arriving at a community called Bishui Villa, he stopped and called the intermediary.
"Speaking of which...it feels like this name can be found all over the country." Chen Qing muttered in a low voice, taking in a clear view of the surrounding environment.
After exiting the gate of the community, there is a highway at the door. Although there are sidewalks on the left and right sides, there are very few shops.
The few stores selling groceries and daily necessities are still popular, but there are none that ask for more.
There are no food, convenience supermarkets, or even fast food restaurants.
desolate.
He waited for about three to five minutes before the agent came running from the community. His face was a little haggard and he looked like he had been busy for a long time.
He looked at Chen Qing, his expression calming down at an imperceptible speed.
"Do you want to see the house?"
He asked Chen Qing, and after seeing Chen Qing nod in response, he continued: "Then let's go in and take a look now. It's very big inside. Please wait for a while and wait for the parking car to come over."
His mind was a little wandering, at least not entirely focused on the present.
He fumbled for his phone and after checking dozens of messages, he came back to his senses and asked Chen Qing: "Are you here to view the house by yourself?"
Chen Qing nodded and replied to him: "A person. If the house purchase is confirmed, will the contract be signed with you?"
"That's not the case. They signed a contract with our company and then signed two tripartite agreements."
“Does the purchase amount have to be signed through the bank?”
"There's no guarantee, that's mainly. Of course, it's okay if you fund it all yourself."
Chen Qing nodded, which was quite considerate.
After all, no bank would lend money to an eighteen or nineteen-year-old kid.
After boarding the parking car, the two set off to the depths of the community. During the chat with him, the agent asked Chen Qing's name, surname, and age, and also told him that his surname was Zhang.
The person driving the car is a driver specially hired by the property management company in this community.
It seems that they are specially hired to facilitate the sale of the house.
"There don't seem to be many people living in this community." Chen Qing looked at the surrounding environment and felt a little surprised.
"I've probably walked about a kilometer from the time I walked in to here, but only half of the villas in the community have been decorated, and even the paint on the doors has peeled off." He pointed to the villas passing by, but the agent just listened. , then he smiled and shook his head, with a disapproving smile on his face: "Although there are few people and the location is remote, I can't stand the bargains here."
He smiled happily before continuing: "Most of the people here work as freelancers and may not go out once every ten days and a half. Even if there is someone at home, it is difficult to tell from the outside.
As for this community... the occupancy rate is probably 30%. Not bad. "
Chen Qing said "Oh?" and looked at the buildings in front of him as the parked car stopped.
In front of him was a two-story single-family villa.
His eyes wandered, constantly observing his surroundings.
About one kilometer away is the end of the community. There is an exit at the end, but more importantly, next to the exit is a famous mountain here.
There is no development on the mountain, and it is basically a wilderness. If someone is following you, escaping into it will be the best choice.
But similarly, if someone were to peek there, it would be difficult for me to find it.
"Is the public security in this place not good?" He murmured in a low voice, asking Bu Zhaozhao.
But when the agent on the side heard this, he immediately came up and retorted: "Don't worry! The properties here are patrolled by security guards! You don't have to worry about safety at all!"
Chen Qing smiled when he heard it, but didn't say anything.
But on the side, Bu Zhaozhao's expression became a little strange.
"It seems... there are a lot of people watching you. Be careful."
His expression was normal, but his eyes were already wandering. The apartment building on the left looked very old. The windows on the second floor were open, but it didn't look like there was anyone in the house.
Moss has grown on the windowsill on the third floor, but the dust in the upper left corner has been wiped extremely clean.
It was windy at the moment, but the clothes hanging on the fifth floor were motionless.
There is also a villa building next to it. The two buildings form one block. The plants in the yard of the other villa are all dead, but the corners of the yard are full of fertilizers and pesticides.
"That's wrong." He muttered in a very low voice, but even though he said this, he didn't move very vigilantly. This was not like a surveillance method with extraordinary abilities. This is more like facial recognition installed by some institutions.
Of course, the worse situation is nothing more than a criminal organization.
Chen Qing laughed happily, followed the agent, opened the door and walked into the house.
The villa is quite large, with an area of 130 square meters, two floors and a basement.
However, the basement area is slightly smaller, and there is a high probability that it will not be able to meet Bu Zhaozhao's needs.
He pushed open the basement door, and the stairs going down were on the right side of the entrance. They were probably used as storage closets and cloakrooms.
As he walked downstairs, the stairs creaked under his feet and he screamed miserably.
In the basement, after turning on the lights, there are only walls around.
It's not too big, but it still has a space of ten or twenty square meters.
The dust on the ground is relatively thick, about two to three millimeters high. Apparently no one has been there for a while.
He turned around and went up the stairs, but when his fingers held the handrail, Chen Qing was slightly stunned.
The handrails were clean, but there were no footprints in the dust on the ground. This is unreasonable.
He went upstairs. There was nothing interesting to see in the large flat floor on the first floor. It was very empty and he could see as far as the eye could see.
Going upstairs again, after going up the stairs and around the corner, you can see six or seven rooms at a glance.
He walked through the rooms one by one, and in the master bedroom at the end he saw a bed mattress that was obviously blackened and old.
Several dried instant noodle bowls were placed nearby.
"Don't you know what trash is?"
"After all, we are just an intermediary..." He smiled awkwardly, and then asked Chen Qing to look at other rooms: "The price of this house is good, the total price is only about 800,000 to 900,000, if not Considering commuting, this is definitely the perfect first apartment.”
Chen Qing was surprised when he heard this. He still knew something about the housing prices in his city.
As he said, if it only costs 800,000 yuan, it is indeed very cheap.
"When can I sign the contract?"
The agent was stunned for a moment and didn't react: "Huh?"
"When can the transfer of ownership occur!" He emphasized again.
"Within the month! Just within the month!"
Listening to Chen Qing's inquiry, the intermediary's eyes almost gleamed. He knew it in his heart and had heard this kind of thing too many times. Chen Qing's tone was different from casual questions. He was the kind of person who would spend money to buy.
He swallowed, his mouth a little dry.
"If you wish, you can sign a three-party agreement first, and then you can start decorating directly. At the end of the month, once the money is settled, the ownership will be transferred directly!"
Chen Qing frowned slightly, thought for a moment and then shook his head: "No. This would be too much trouble." He thought for a while, then said to the agent: "Just one month. I just need to purchase some. Things. I can leave a deposit first, and then I should pay the full amount in one lump sum for the foreign exchange purchase. Is that okay?”
"No problem! Of course no problem!" Mr. Zhang's face was filled with joy. He nodded happily, and his attitude changed from distant to friendly in only half an hour.
Twenty minutes later, when the two of them left the villa together, Chen Qing raised his head and glanced at the surrounding buildings, and suddenly laughed out loud.
"What's wrong, Mr. Chen?" The intermediary looked at Chen Qing's strange smile and was curious.
"No..." He shook his head and said nothing to the agent.
But Bu Zhaozhao was in the sky, but he followed Chen Qing's line of sight and saw what he was laughing at.
The windows on the third floor were covered with newspapers, and all the clothes on the fifth floor were put in...
The group of strangers gave up monitoring this place.
"Is it the Beyonder Organization?" Bu Zhaozhao's face turned a little pale.
He shook his head and did not directly answer Bu Zhaozhao's words, but he turned to look at the intermediary to stop the other party from sending him away. He walked towards the gate of the community on the pretext of visiting the community: "No."
"Are you so sure?"
"This kind of surveillance method is too backward. It cannot be an extraordinary organization." Chen Qing glanced at the surrounding buildings. It seemed that after leaving the villa group, the situation of being monitored was much better: "I guess it is What kind of criminals are there? Just ask Jiang Wan to check it out if there is a chance."
But just as he was slowly walking out, a text message interrupted his thoughts.
There were only a few short words in the text message, but it made him frown.
"Help—come quickly. Zhang Lan."
