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Chapter 580 "Ghost Lane" (1 update)

Chapter 580 "Ghost Lane" (1 update)

After hearing Wen Yan say this, the agent said happily: "You are so generous, sir, okay! One million and two hundred thousand..."

The fat man roared: "One,250,000!"

The agent was startled and turned to look at him.

Wen Yan smiled: "One and a half million."

The fat man's forehead swelled: "You are doing it on purpose! One million,550,000!"

The agent shook his head in his heart when he heard this.

OnePlus has more than 200,000 yuan, and this fat man has 50,000 yuan at a time, and he looks heartbroken. He is really more angry than others.

Wen Yan thought about it and simply said: "Two million."

The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead without saying a word.

The agent couldn't help it: "Mr. Jiang, do you still need to increase the price?"

The fat man looked at him and then looked at Wen Yan, and suddenly showed a sudden expression: "I understand! This kid was asked by you, right? Haha, I almost cheated by you two. Two million? I thought the money was so good.

What you earned? If you have the ability to shoot two million, I will give up!"

The agent was stunned and wanted to speak. Wen Yan suddenly raised his hand to stop him and looked at the fat man with a smile: "Absuming defeat? When it comes to losing, there must be a bet, otherwise it will be boring."

The fat man snorted coldly: "If you can really shoot it, I will pay 2.5 million yuan to buy this house!"

Wen Yan said laughing and cryingly: "You are really sick in your brain, right? What a bet? Forget it, you are going to lose, so how about climbing out of here and reaching the entrance of the alley?"

The fat man was stunned and then laughed: "Haha, want to scare me? OK! I agree! Are you going to lose?"

Wen Yan said as if nothing happened: "I'll climb out too."

The fat man shook his head: "No, if you want to lose, this house will be sold to me for 600,000 yuan!"

Wen Yan couldn't help but smile: "Okay." This guy has not forgotten the price and is really tempted by money.

The fat man said coldly: "It's useless for you to say it, I want him to promise me."

Wen Yan was about to say, "No need to agree. You pay 600,000 yuan by then, and I will make up for the remaining money." But the agent suddenly said, "Okay! If he loses, I will be responsible for telling you the price.

Six hundred thousand, if the owner refuses, I will pay for it myself!”

The fat man was overjoyed and shouted, "One word is a matter of course! Take out the money!"

Wen Yan looked around: "Are there any banks around here?"

The agent immediately said: "Yes, there is a home trip to the right of the alley entrance. I'll take you there."

Two minutes later, the three of them arrived at the bank and took a number. After arriving at the number, Wen Yan took the two to the service window and sat down.

"What business do you want to handle?" the bank staff inside asked politely.

"Get money." Wen Yan took out the wallet that he had almost been stolen before, took out the Qinglong card, and handed it in.

The staff member had just glanced at him and his face suddenly changed. He looked up at Wen Yan: "Sir, you can't use this card here."

The fat man behind laughed out loud.

Damn it was revealed as soon as he came, but this guy was just a helper!

Wen Yan said in surprise: "Why can't it be used?"

The staff member's expression turned respectful instantly: "The Qinglong Card is used by our most honorable guests, so please go to the VIP room. Xiao Zhang and take this gentleman to the VIP room!" As he said that, he handed the card in his hands with both hands.

Come out.

The fat man's smile froze instantly.

The agent was also very surprised. When he saw a security guard next to him coming to ask Wen Yan over with respect and politeness, he hurriedly pulled the fat man and followed him.

VIP Room is a small room of about ten square meters, with a simple and elegant layout. When you arrive at the VIP Room, Wen Yan sat down on the comfortable sofa after entering and said casually: "You can sit too."

The agent was flattered and hurriedly sat down next to him.

The fat man hesitated and said, "I..."

Wen Yan didn't even look at him.

The fat man didn't sit down consciously. It was obvious that the other party had no good feelings for him. It was better not to do anything randomly before the situation was unclear.

After the security guard left, the door on the other side was gently pulled open. A beautiful woman in her thirties walked in with a sweet smile, bowed slightly to Wen Yan before smiling: "

Hello, sir, I am the VIP service specialist here. Do you have any needs?"

Wen Yan's eyes swept over the other party's Fengting's chest, and he immediately felt good about Dasheng and handed over the Qinglong card: "Get some money."

The waitress smiled and said, "Okay, what is the amount?"

"Two million." Wen Yan said simply.

"The amount has reached the safety line. Sorry, I need to check your identity." The beauty apologized slightly in her smile, "It's very soon."

"Okay." The gentle words are not so authentic.

On the side, the agent couldn't help but glance at the fat man.

The fat man's heart sank.

This kid actually dares to check his identity. Is he really a rich guy?

...

In less than ten minutes, the beautiful service specialist handed Wen Yan a hand-held safe filled with two million cash, and then returned the Qinglong card with both hands: "In addition to the cash withdrawn and the handling fee, the card balance is 2,700 yuan.

More than one million, Mr. Wen, please check it.”

Wen Yan was stunned: "How many?"

The beautiful service specialist immediately took a portable inquiry machine and asked him to swipe his card to check.

After a while, Wen Yan looked at the amount displayed on the LCD screen and was completely stunned.

He would use this card because his other cards did not have enough money, but the Qinglong card itself has an overdraft function and can pay overdraft. He used this card very little, and the last time he checked it, it was still negative.

, Why did you suddenly have so much money?

Not only him, but both of them were stunned.

The beauty service specialist asked with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

Wen Yan came to his senses and put away the card: "It's okay, thank you."

After leaving the bank, Wen Yan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and stopped.

He finally remembered where the money might come from - it was definitely Leo who fulfilled his promise and transferred it to his account!

The fat man next to him smiled and said, "Brother, I won't disturb you from completing the procedures. Then, I'll leave first."

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and stopped him: "Don't be anxious, where is the lost bet?"

The fat man's face changed drastically and he smiled and said, "Brother, this... is crawling on the street in broad daylight, a little... a little..."

Wen Yan said slowly and rationally: "Integrity is the basis for being a human being. If you agree, you must do it. Otherwise, this intermediary must have your information, right? I'll find someone to go to where you will go to to promote the fact that you have no credit.

.”

The fat man said with a sad face: "You are cruel! I'll crawl!"

Five minutes later, Wen Yan and the agent who returned to the Sihe Courtyard watched him climb to the entrance of the alley, then smiled and said, "This lesson should be enough for him to remember for the rest of his life."

The agent next to him said carefully: "Mr. Wen, are we going through the procedures now or..."

Wen Yan looked at him and suddenly said, "Tell me the truth, how many can you draw for this business?"

The agent was stunned, and saw that he looked like he was joking. He subconsciously said: "If you get a commission of two million, I can get about 40,000... forty thousand in total."

Wen Yan thought for a while and said, "I will give you one million yuan for this house, one million yuan for the contract, and the rest will belong to you."

The intermediary was shocked and stuttered, "Don't you want two...two million?"

Wen Yan said with a smile: "You can get 40,000 for two million, and how much can you get one million and one hundred million?"

The agent was stunned for a few seconds and nodded suddenly: "Okay! I'll listen to Mr. Wen!"

Wen Yan smiled slightly and asked, "I heard what you meant just now. There are still many houses to sell on this street?" There is at least one more, the one next to it with a price of 3.9 million yuan.

The agent nodded and said, "There are at least ten households registered in our agency alone. As far as I know, at least half of the houses on this street are ready for sale. Mr. Wen, you ask this, is it..."

Wen Yan interrupted him: "Why do so many people want to sell houses? Do they all want to go abroad?" This is obviously unreasonable. There are dozens of courtyard houses on this street, and it is impossible for everyone to go abroad suddenly.

The intermediary hesitated for a moment.

Wen Yan said lightly: "Don't worry, what you said will not affect my decision to buy a house. In fact, I intend to buy all this street, but to buy things, you must first understand what happened here. Are you right?

?”

The agent said in a lost voice: "The whole street?!"

Wen Yan said lightly: "What? Do you think I can't afford it?"

"Of course not!" the agent hurriedly, hesitated for a while, finally made up his mind and said seriously, "Mr. Wen is not like an ordinary person, so I just said it. Do you know that there is another alias in this 'Boy Alley'?"

"This is the first time I know this name, who knows what alias it has?" Wen Yan remained silent.

"It's called 'Ghost Lane'." The intermediary said solemnly.

"Oh?" Wen Yan had no strange colors at all, "What's the origin?"

"To be honest, this name has only been launched in the past two years. Two years ago, Tongzi Lane was regarded as a symbol of 'richness'. If you can own a courtyard house here, it is definitely something that rich people can do.

Things. Like the house you just bought, on the third ring road of Yanjing Dong, do you know how much it can be sold at the normal market price?" The agent said slowly, "This house is 250 square meters, and the minimum price per square meter is three.

With an average price of 10,000 yuan, this house alone can be sold for at least 7 million yuan!"

"Is that?" Wen Yan was still completely different. In fact, the reason why he was tempted to buy this house was because he had already known about the housing prices in Yanjing earlier and spent one or two million to buy such a house.

Definitely worth the money.

"Also, the house here has independent land rights, and with these intangible values, it is normal for a house to cost tens of millions." The agent smiled bitterly, "Originally, this was the golden house area that our agent hoped to get the most, and even had the strength.

The agent paid for his own money to buy the house here for resale. However, since two years ago, all kinds of strange things have happened here. I don’t know who posted the situation here online. Now Tongzi Lane has become

A nationwide renowned 'ghost alley', who dares to buy a house here?"

"What exactly happened?" Wen Yan was also curious. It is absolutely extraordinary to be able to turn ten million into one million.

"Two years ago, someone discovered a 'ghost' here." The agent said helplessly.

"Ghost?" Wen Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

"Once again and again, some people found that after dark, there was a shadow shaking in the dark, and it disappeared in a flash." The agent said seriously, "Someone saw a ghost floating from the house to the yard, and suddenly disappeared.

No matter how hard you look for a lamp, what is it? But these are all trivial matters. In the past two years, more than ten murders have occurred on this street!"

Wen Yan felt something was wrong no matter what he heard, and frowned and said, "What does murder have to do with ghosts?"