Reborn in 2005, starting with repairing mobile phones

Chapter 154 Viewing Houses: Flagship Store in the City Center CBD

But there's no rush now. Let's get the aluminum materials sorted out first.

He picked up his phone, found Anderson's number, and dialed it.

It rang twice, then I answered.

"MagicLin!" Anderson's voice boomed from the receiver. "I've been waiting for your call! How's the shipment going?"

Lin Dong leaned back in his chair, a slight movement of his lips: "It's done."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Anderson's voice changed: "All done?"

"It's all settled," Lin Dong said. "Jamal took 35%, Wu Ming took 40%, and I kept some for myself. Your goods are all sold."

Anderson took a deep breath and said into the phone, "Lin, you're truly my magician. A hundred million worth of goods, and you handled it all in one day?"

"It wasn't just one day," Lin Dong said. "I just made a phone call."

Anderson laughed, a laugh filled with relief: "Anyway, you saved my life again. If this shipment had stuck with me, I would have gone bankrupt."

Lin Dong didn't respond to that question. After a pause, he said, "Anderson, there's something I want to tell you."

"you say."

"Could we change the payment method this time? I'll pay the down payment first, and then transfer the rest to you once I receive the payment."

Anderson didn't speak, and Lin Dong didn't urge him either.

He knew Anderson was calculating, weighing, and gambling.

He was betting that Lin Dong wouldn't renege on his debts, that the goods would sell smoothly, and that he wouldn't be dragged into this mess again.

"No problem," Anderson said crisply. "You've taken care of the goods for me, so this is no problem for me."

"How much is the down payment?"

"30%."

"Okay," Anderson said. "You pay 30% when the goods arrive at the port. The rest, you can pay me whenever you receive payment."

No rush.

Lin Dong's heart skipped a beat.

No rush. When Anderson said "no rush," he didn't really mean it; it meant he trusted him.

This shipment represents Anderson's entire fortune; anyone else would have been eager to receive the full payment as soon as the goods arrived at the port.

But Anderson said, "No rush."

This trust is more valuable than money.

"Thanks," Lin Dong said.

"What are you thanking me for?" Anderson laughed. "You got the goods sorted out for me, I should thank you. Lin, from now on, your business is my business. Just say the word, and I'll cooperate fully."

"This time, you should contact Wei'an directly. She's in charge."

"OK," Anderson said. "I'll call her tomorrow. I'll coordinate the whole process with her: goods arriving at the port, customs clearance, and shipment."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Anderson asked a few questions about the phone, and Lin Dong gave a brief explanation. Anderson said, "I definitely want to go to the launch event," and Lin Dong replied, "Okay, I'll save you a seat." Then they hung up.

Lin Dong put his phone on the table, thought for a moment, then picked it up again, found Chen Wei'an's number, and dialed it.

I answered it after it rang once.

"President Lin," Chen Wei'an's voice came through the receiver, crisp and clear.

"The aluminum materials are all sorted out," Lin Dong said. "Everyone's been contacted. Jamal gets 35%, Wu Ming gets 40%, and we'll keep some for ourselves. You keep an eye on things over there."

"Okay," Chen Wei'an said. "I'll follow up on all the processes, from the goods arriving at the port to customs clearance and shipment. I'll keep you updated on the progress."

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"The payment method is a little different this time," Lin Dong said. "We'll pay a 30% down payment first, and then settle the rest once we receive the funds."

"Okay. I'll check the accounts with Anderson, and I'll let you know once the down payment amount is confirmed."

"Okay," Lin Dong said. "Also, let me know the arrival time and shipment time as soon as possible."

"clear."

Lin Dong paused for a moment: "Thank you for your hard work."

Chen Wei'an's voice softened slightly: "Of course. Mr. Lin, is there anything else?"

"That's all."

"Then I'll hang up."

"it is good."

The phone hangs up.

Lin Dong put his phone on the table and leaned back in his chair.

He picked up his phone and dialed another number.

Uncle Cai's.

"Uncle Cai".

"President Lin." Uncle Cai's voice came through the receiver. The background was a bit noisy, so he was probably still at the company.

"I've arranged to see the apartment tomorrow. It's in Futian CBD, around 2000 square meters, facing the street, very conspicuous. You find the agent, you set the time, tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Uncle Cai said. "I'll arrange it tonight, and we'll meet at nine o'clock tomorrow morning in the Futian CBD area."

"Also," Lin Dong said, "let's not make any appointments with the distributors yet. I have other plans."

Uncle Cai didn't ask why, he just said, "I understand. Then I won't contact them for now, I'll wait for your notification."

"Um."

He put down his phone, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

The aluminum material is secured.

We don't need to worry about money anymore.

I'll go check on the shop tomorrow.

The person hasn't been found yet, but there's no rush.

There is still time before the press conference.

The next day, 8:50 AM. Futian CBD.

Lin Dong left the company and walked south along the roadside. Zheng Hao followed half a step behind him. Uncle Cai walked over from the other side, carrying a folder with several documents inside. He was wearing a light-colored jacket and his hair was neatly combed.

"Mr. Lin, the agent has made an appointment and is waiting for us at the intersection ahead."

"Let's go."

The two walked along the roadside.

The real estate agent was a man in his early thirties, wearing a white shirt, dark trousers, and polished leather shoes. He was carrying a file folder containing several shop documents.

Seeing Lin Dong and the others approaching, he quickly went to greet them, a smile plastered on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Lin! I'm Xiao Li. Manager Wang and I made an appointment." He extended his hand, and Lin Dong shook it.

"Show us around," Lin Dong said.

"Alright!" Xiao Li opened the file folder, pulled out a few sheets of paper, "Mr. Lin, I've picked out a few shops for sale in Futian CBD that meet your requirements. They're around 2000 square meters, street-facing, and eye-catching. Please take a look at the information first, and we'll look at them one by one."

Lin Dong took the documents and flipped through them.

The first unit is 1800 square meters and faces the street, but its location is a bit off, not on the main road.

The second unit is 2200 square meters and has a good location, but it's on the second floor, not the first floor.

The third unit is 2500 square meters, located on the ground floor facing the street, at a corner of an intersection, making it very conspicuous.

He pulled out the third set of materials: "Let's look at this one first."

"Okay! This set is just ahead, a five-minute walk."

The three people walked along the roadside.

Xiao Li walked ahead, introducing the property as he went: "Mr. Lin, this shop is in one of the best locations in Futian CBD. It's at a crossroads corner, with glass curtain walls on three sides, so the lighting is excellent."

The property is 2500 square meters, with two floors. The first floor faces the street, and the second floor can be used as an office or storage. The owner is from Hong Kong; he bought it as an investment and now wants to cash out. The price is negotiable.

Lin Dong didn't say anything, just walked and looked around.

Construction was still underway on both sides of the road; some buildings had just been topped out, while others were still under scaffolding. Workers walked back and forth on the construction site, wearing hard hats and shouting something.

The machines were making noise—mixers, cranes, chainsaws—all humming together.

There was a lot of dust, and when the wind blew, I squinted.

After walking for about five minutes, Xiao Li stopped and pointed to a building by the roadside: "President Lin, this is it."

Lin Dong looked up.

A twenty-story office building with shops on the ground floor and a glass curtain wall that extends from the first floor to the top, reflecting sunlight.

The shop is located at the corner of the intersection of Ganzi Road, with two sides facing the street, offering a very open view.

There is a small square at the entrance, paved with tiles that are not completely dry yet, with several bags of cement piled up on the side.

The roller shutter door was closed, and there was a sign that read "Prime Location for Rent" on it, but Xiao Li said it was for sale, not for rent.

Xiao Li took out the key and opened the roller shutter door.

The roller shutter rolled up with a whooshing sound, and dust fell from above, dancing in the sunlight. The door opened, revealing an empty interior—nothing but a cement floor, white walls, and fluorescent light tubes overhead.

The space is vast, stretching as far as the eye can see, with pillars standing in the middle, dividing the space into several areas.

The first floor is about 1500 square meters, and there is another 1000 square meters upstairs, for a total of 2500 square meters.

Lin Dong walked in, his footsteps echoing in the empty space.

He walked to the window and looked out through the glass.

At the crossroads, traffic from four directions converges.

Across the street was an office building still under construction, the scaffolding still in place, the green safety netting billowing and deflated in the wind. Next to it was an office building already in use, with several men in suits smoking and chatting at the entrance.

In the distance, you can see the civic center under construction, its steel roof gleaming in the sunlight.

He stood there for a moment, then turned and walked around. He walked from one end to the other, and back again. His footsteps echoed clearly in the empty space, one after another.

Uncle Cai followed behind him without saying a word. Little Li stood at the door, also without speaking.

Lin Dong stopped and looked up at the ceiling.

The fluorescent tubes were arranged in rows, some lit and some off.

He looked down at the ground.

The cement floor was rough but flat, as it hadn't been polished yet.

He turned around, walked to another wall, pushed open a door, and found a small room that could be used as an office.

Pushing open another door, I found myself in the bathroom, which hadn't been fitted with fixtures yet, and the water pipes were exposed.

He walked out, stood in the middle of the hall, and looked around.

2500 square meters.

1500 for the first floor, 1000 for the second floor.

At the corner of the intersection, there are three glass curtain walls.

There is a small square in front of the entrance.

Across the street is the future civic center.

This location, this area, this structure—that's exactly what he wanted.

"How much?" Lin Dong asked.

Xiao Li opened the documents and gave a number.

The price is 9500 yuan per square meter, and the total price is 2375 million yuan.

The unit price is 9500, which is 500 cheaper than when I bought the office building last year.

Last year, an office building cost 1 yuan, and this year a shop costs 9500 yuan. This is reasonable, as the shop market hasn't heated up yet and prices haven't risen.

2375 million, down payment of 30%, approximately 712 million.

The remaining amount will be divided into 24 installments, with each installment costing approximately 70.

The account balance was 3000 million, minus 712 million, leaving 2288 million.

enough.

He glanced at Uncle Cai.

Uncle Cai nodded, meaning the price was still negotiable.

Lin Dong turned to look at Xiao Li: "What's the lowest?"

Xiao Li glanced through the documents, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The owner's asking price is 9000 per square meter, for a total of 2250 million. If you can make a decision today, I can help you negotiate further."

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Lin Dong didn't respond.

He turned around and walked in a circle, from one end to the other and back again. His footsteps echoed in the empty space. He walked to the window and stood there for a while.

Outside, the sun is shining brightly.

At the intersection, there aren't many cars yet, but there will be many more in the future. Across the street, the Civic Center isn't finished yet, but it will become a landmark of Shenzhen.

The office buildings still under construction nearby will become the headquarters of major companies in the future.

This place will become one of the most expensive areas in Shenzhen in the future.

Now, he can buy it for 9000 per square meter.

He turned around: "Go back and talk to the owner. The total price is 1900 million. If we can reach an agreement, I'll sign today."

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment.

The total price is 1900 million, which is equivalent to 7600 per square meter, much lower than the owner's asking price.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say, "This price is impossible," but seeing Lin Dong's expression, he swallowed his words.

"Mr. Lin, this price—I'll ask the homeowner for you." Xiao Li took out his phone, walked to the side, and dialed a number.

Uncle Cai walked over to Lin Dong and lowered his voice: "Mr. Lin, isn't 1900 million too low? The homeowner might not accept it."

Lin Dong didn't look at him, staring out the window: "If you don't accept it, we can talk again. I'm not in a hurry. He's the one who's in a hurry."

Xiao Li hung up the phone and walked back, a little embarrassed: "Mr. Lin, the homeowner said 1800 million is too low, he can't accept it. The lowest he can accept is 2100 million."

Lin Dong didn't say anything.

He looked out the window, stood there for about ten seconds, then turned and walked outside.

"Let's go, let's look at the next one."

Xiao Li paused for a moment, then quickly followed up: "Mr. Lin, the 2100 million is negotiable, the homeowner said."

"Next one." Lin Dong didn't turn around.

Xiao Li opened his mouth, then swallowed the rest of his words and quickly walked ahead to lead the way.

The second property is 2000 square meters, priced at 1 yuan per square meter, for a total price of 2000 million yuan.

The location is also good, on the main road, but not at an intersection, there are no corners, and only one side faces the street.

There's no small square at the entrance, and the sidewalk is very narrow; it gets crowded with just a few people standing there.

Lin Dong went inside, looked around, didn't say anything, and then came out.

"Next set."

The third property is 3000 square meters, with a unit price of 8500 yuan per square meter and a total price of 2550 million yuan.

The location is a bit off-center; it's not on the main road, but on a side road.

Although it is also in Futian CBD, it is not on the main street, and the traffic and pedestrian flow are much different.

The street frontage is narrow, with only one side facing the street and the other three sides blocked by other buildings.

The space was large enough, but the location was poor. Lin Dong glanced at it from the doorway but didn't go in.

"Next set."

The fourth property is 2200 square meters, with a unit price of 9800 and a total price of 2156 million.

It's located at an intersection, but not at the corner; it's on one side of the intersection, with only one side facing the street.

There's a shopping mall under construction across the street, which should have good foot traffic in the future, but right now there's nothing there.

I went inside and took a look around. The structure is okay; the first floor is 1500 square meters and the second floor is 700 square meters.

However, the lighting is poor, the windows are small, and it's a bit dark inside.

Lin Dong stood in the middle of the hall, looked up at the ceiling, then down at the floor. He didn't say anything and left.

By the time I finished watching the fourth set, it was already noon.

The sunlight shone directly down, making one's scalp tingle.

Lin Dong stood by the roadside, holding the documents in his hand, looking at them over and over again.

The first unit is 2500 square meters, located at a crossroads corner, with three sides of glass and a small plaza in front. The price per square meter is 9500, and the owner's minimum price is 2250 million.

The second property is 2000 square meters, located on a main road with one side facing the street. The price per square meter is 1 yuan, and the total price is 2000 million yuan.

The third property is 3000 square meters, in a remote location, with a unit price of 8500 and a total price of 2550 million.

The fourth unit, 2200 square meters, is located at an intersection but not a corner, with poor lighting. The unit price is 9800, and the total price is 2156 million.

He closed the document.

The first one is the best. Location, size, structure, lighting, and the small plaza in front are all top-notch. The downside is the price—2000 million. But the price isn't the downside; it's the downside. Not having enough money doesn't mean the shop is bad.

He turned to Uncle Cai and said, "Uncle Cai, for the first unit, you negotiate with the owner for 2000 million. If you can reach that price, you take it. If not, add another 50. The maximum is 2050 million. That should be the owner's bottom line."

"Okay, I'll go talk to them."

Lin Dong handed the documents to Uncle Cai: "I'll go back first. Let me know if there's any news."

Uncle Cai took the documents and nodded.

Lin Dong turned and walked towards the car. Zheng Hao had already driven over and parked the car on the side of the road. He opened the car door, got in, and leaned back in the seat.

"Brother Dong, shall we go back to the company?" Zheng Hao glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"Go back.

The car started and merged into the traffic.

Lin Dong had his eyes closed, but the shop was still on his mind.

2500 square meters, located at a crossroads corner, with glass on three sides, a small plaza in front, and the future civic center across the street.

This is what he wanted.

2500 square meters. It doesn't face the street on one side, it faces it on three sides.

It's not just an ordinary shop; it's a landmark.

After the press conference, all the media photographed the Oriental Technology flagship store, a brightly lit glass curtain wall building with a prominent logo.

What users remember is not "a store in Futian CBD", but "that big glass building at the corner of the intersection".

He opened his eyes, took out his phone, and sent a text message to Uncle Cai: "First deal, negotiate as soon as possible. If we reach an agreement, sign today."

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Uncle Cai replied instantly: "Okay."