"Master, Mr. Lin is not very satisfied with the old bungalow you recommended to me." After returning to the store, Fang Sijin found Xiang Nandao, "What he wanted was the kind of small red building with a hemispherical roof and high A bungalow with high gables, a large terrace, long windows, and black iron doors is best the house where various kings lived in those days. Do you have this type of house?"
"No." Xiang Nan refused coldly, "I won't tell you if I do, so as not to complain again."
"Master, don't be so stingy." When Fang Sijin saw it, he quickly smiled and said, "Please, tell me."
"Auntie, just say it." Zhu Shanshan also begged quickly.
"I really don't have this kind of house." Xiang Nan curled his lips and said, "The house Lin Maogen wants probably looks like this..." He took out a pen and paper and started drawing quickly.
He inherited Chen Xiaozheng's architectural design knowledge, and it was easy for him to draw architectural sketches. Soon, he drew the prototype of an old bungalow.
"Wow, Master, you draw so well~" Fang Sijin said in surprise, "Why haven't I seen you draw before?"
She feels that Xiang Nan is really versatile. He can cook, do Chinese medicine, draw, play the piano, sing, and sell houses... Life is really colorful.
Her life was rough in comparison. Apart from eating, sleeping, and selling houses, life has no color at all.
"I know a lot of talents, am I going to show you all of them?" Xiang Nan rolled his eyes at her and said, "Let's see, does he want a house like this?"
"That's right, aunt, this is the kind of house the old uncle wants." Zhu Xianxian nodded immediately.
Fang Sijin also nodded in agreement.
"Let me tell you, this type of architectural style is called [eclecticism]." Xiang Nan explained, "Look at the Roman columns, large terrace, and dome, coupled with the high gables unique to Chinese architecture. In short, it is European style. The architecture incorporates localized Chinese elements. This architectural style was very popular at the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century."
"Hey, isn't this just a mix and match?" Fang Sijin said with a smile.
Xiang Nan rolled his eyes at her and said, "According to what you said, a sandwich is just a bun with meat, a pizza is just a pie with meat, and sushi is just finger rice? Do you know what you call it? You have no knowledge!"
Fang Sijin was scolded by him and suddenly felt embarrassed.
"I'm teaching you something, just messing around with me. Later, when you show guests the house, and they ask you to introduce it, you call eclecticism a mix and match. You see, they won't laugh at you." Xiang Nan said again.
"Master, I was wrong. Please continue teaching me. I promise not to talk nonsense." Fang Sijin begged quickly.
"Humph~" Xiang Nan rolled his eyes at her again, "Remember, eclecticism transcends the limitations of classicism and romanticism, and can arbitrarily choose and imitate architectural styles from various periods and regions.
Then recombine them into unique architectural forms. Look at the Paris Opera House and the Sacré-Coeur Cathedral, they are all such masterpieces. "
"But where can I find such a mix? Notre Dame de Paris and Sacred Heart Cathedral are not in Hujiang." Fang Sijin said gloomily, "Besides, they don't have red brick walls."
"Listening to what you said, it's like Lin Maogen can afford the Paris Opera House and Sacred Heart Church in Hujiang." Xiang Nan curled his lips and said, "Actually, what he wants is clear water, red brick walls and red tiles. ."
"Qingshui red brick walls and red tiles?" Fang Sijin still asked in confusion.
"Look, don't you understand? You always think you are so smart." Xiang Nan glanced at her and said, "The so-called clear water red brick wall is a wall made of red bricks, which only needs to be cracked. There is no need to do any decoration on the outside. This requires much higher skills than a concrete wall, and it shows the skill of a mason."
"Auntie, you know a lot." Zhu Shanshan said with admiration.
"I remembered, I seem to have seen it before in that book you wrote." Fang Sijin's eyes lit up immediately and he ran over to flip through the book.
…
Soon, Fang Sijin found a similar bungalow in the book "Dream Back to a Ten-mile Bungalow" written by Xu Wenchang. Then she followed the picture and ran straight away with Zhu Xianxuan.
Once there, she was busy taking photos and gathering information. However, Zhu Xianxian noticed that there were several people nearby who were like Fang Sijin, wearing black suits, riding small electric cars, and looking like real estate agents.
She couldn't help but walked over in confusion, but heard that they were also looking at the bungalow, and they were talking while looking at it, "Mr. Lin wants this type of bungalow, with red brick walls, a large terrace, and a dome..."
"Not only that, but also high gables and black wrought iron gates." Another person added.
When Zhu Xianxuan heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly ran back to Fang Sijin, "Manager Fang is not good, they are also looking for a house for the old uncle."
Fang Sijin was stunned and quickly asked for details.
After listening to Zhu Xuanxuan's account, she couldn't help but be surprised.
Because Lin Maogen clearly told her that he only trusted them and entrusted them exclusively to help find a house.
Now there are so many people suddenly appearing, all looking for a house for him. It is obvious that Lin Maogen lied.
…
"Lin Maogen is really cunning. He keeps saying "I only believe you" and "I entrust you exclusively", but it turns out they are all lies.
I estimate that there are at least fifty real estate agencies in Hujiang City now looking for a house for him. "Fang Sijin returned to the store and complained to Xiang Nan.
"So, do you still think that the old house business is easy to do? Is it easy to make money?" Xiang Nan glanced at her and said, "Let me tell you, being rich is unkind. The richer a person is, the more cunning he is.
You have to be extremely careful when dealing with them. Otherwise, just wait to be sold and help count the money. "
"I really didn't expect that the old uncle would actually lie to me, but I always thought he was a good person." Zhu Shanshan also said a little aggrieved.
In her impression, Lin Maogen was still the kind, kind-hearted old uncle who would buy her water when he saw her handing out leaflets on the road.
She never expected that he would actually cheat on her. It was said that she was exclusively entrusted with finding a house, but it turned out that she had to find a large group of people. She thought she was the only one favored.
"So, from now on, don't be so naive. Compassion does not govern soldiers, and justice does not manage finances. Lin Maogen's growth from a little boy selling vegetables in the countryside to the current feed king must have been full of thorns and corpses.
How can a rich man of this level be so simple? Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "He just said that because he wanted you to serve him harder." "
"Yeah, it's almost becoming a real estate agency skills competition now. We are racing against all the agents who deal with old houses." Fang Sijin nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, the more fierce the competition, the more motivated I will be! This deal , I must grab it.”
