In the entertainment industry, the silly system claims it's the immortal realm.

Chapter 107 One House, One Wife Policy

Time ticks by.

Two weeks have passed.

At the foot of the Western Hills of Yanjing.

Mu Tingting dragged Wei Yi along, spending two whole weekends visiting various real estate developments.

From Chaoyang Park to Haidian District, from the Third Ring Road to the Fourth Ring Road, she examined every property meticulously, finding even more questions than the real estate agents.

"The lighting in this apartment is poor. It's cold and damp in winter, and you're likely to catch a cold after filming night scenes."

"This renovation is so outdated. Tearing it down and redoing it is such a hassle, it's expensive, time-consuming, and troublesome. It's not good."

"This location is too remote. It's almost in the next province."

"This apartment has a bad orientation, and the window ratio is also not good."

The real estate agent was a woman in her thirties surnamed Liu, who was following behind, wiping her sweat.

She's been selling villas for five years, and this isn't the first time she's encountered such a difficult client, but it's rare to see one so young and so difficult.

Not the kind of person who's picky and difficult to deal with, but the kind who leaves you speechless and unable to refute anything they say.

Even stranger is...

The person who was supposed to be in charge of paying remained completely silent throughout the entire process.

He followed behind the woman with his hands in his pockets, nodding at everything she said.

He would occasionally look down at his phone, then occasionally glance up at her, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The key is that he's also incredibly handsome; she thinks many male celebrities aren't as good-looking as him.

And he looks even younger than a woman.

Liu, the intermediary, couldn't help but whisper to Mu Tingting, "What does your husband do?"

The drama "Palace Lock" starring Mu Tingting hasn't been released yet. It's still in post-production.

Wei Yi is also a director. Although he is very famous now, he is not a celebrity face that you often see on the screen.

When the two go out, they won't be easily recognized unless they run into reporters from the industry.

Mu Tingting was inspecting the baseboards of a house, not even looking up: "He's not my husband. He's my boss."

Liu, the intermediary, was stunned.

The boss accompanies his employees to buy houses?

And you didn't say a word the whole time?

She glanced at Wei Yi's excessively youthful face, then at Mu Tingting's focused profile.

She felt she understood.

She decided to stop asking.

In the end, she didn't take the house. Mu Tingting thought the basement was too damp.

The fourth set. The fifth set. The sixth set.

Wei Yi didn't rush him at all.

He only added one more thing when Mu Tingting hesitated about the orientation of a certain apartment: "Just choose whichever one you feel comfortable in. Don't try to save me money."

Liu, the intermediary, listened from the side, his eyelids twitching.

That tone is like someone buying cabbage at the market.

Finally, in the ninth set.

The core area of ​​the Xishan villa district. Xiangshan Qingqin (Fragrant Mountain Serenade).

Mu Tingting stood in the courtyard and wouldn't leave.

It's a detached house with two bedrooms and one apartment, a total of five bedrooms, all ensuite rooms. The building area is 450 square meters, and the yard is 800 square meters, which is considered small in the community.

But the persimmon tree in the yard, in September, was covered with small red fruits, like little lanterns that hadn't been lit yet.

She pushed open the door and went in, walking from the first floor to the second floor, from the second floor to the basement, and then back to the first floor, standing in front of the living room's floor-to-ceiling window.

I opened the window. The outline of the Western Hills stretched far into the distance, the September sunlight gilding the mountain ridges with a golden edge.

"This is it."

She turned to look at Wei Yi, her eyes sparkling.

"I've calculated it. It takes about twenty minutes to drive to school and a little over half an hour to the company. You like to sleep in the car, so you can take a nap on the way. The west side has been developing in recent years, so prices will definitely rise in the future. The persimmon trees are especially beautiful in autumn, and you can have tea in the yard when you come back from filming—"

She was still talking. Wei Yi took her hand and turned to Wang Xiao, saying, "Xiao Wang, talk to the agent about the contract. Full payment. Both names on it."

Wang Chi nodded and left. Mu Tingting stood there, staring at him with her mouth agape.

"Two names?"

Didn't you say "our home"?

Wei Yi pushed open the French windows in the living room, and sunlight flooded in, bathing the empty room in gold. He glanced back at her.

"Come and take a look, you can see your favorite persimmon tree right here."

Mu Tingting stood still, struggling to hold back her tears.

However, when it came time to sign the contract, Wei Yi changed his mind.

I won't pay the full amount anymore.

It's not that we don't have money.

It was only after talking to a bunch of real estate agents and people from real estate companies that I realized how outrageously lenient the housing policies are these days.

Down payments can be as low as 10%, interest rates are low, approvals are lenient, and the practice of using mortgages to pay off other mortgages has not yet been restricted.

He sat on the sofa in the sales office, staring at the loan contract in his hand for a long time.

In my past life, I was a civil servant in a county town. I watched helplessly as housing prices rose from a few thousand to tens of thousands, and my meager salary couldn't even cover the down payment.

Later, when he made money writing novels, housing prices had already skyrocketed.

He now holds tens of millions in cash, standing on the runway before takeoff.

I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't take advantage of it.

The key point is that, apart from acting and writing novels, he doesn't really remember many opportunities to make money in the future.

Real estate is one example, and Bitcoin, which is still a few years away from being released, is another.

Moutai stock, Apple stock, and Tencent stock can also be considered as examples.

He only had a general idea about the mobile internet boom that followed, and the short video boom that followed even further.

He had no idea how to play the game or what to invest in.

Although he was aware of the global financial storm that arose from the 2008 US subprime mortgage crisis.

But how should we play, when should we enter, from which place should we enter, and when should we leave?

He knew none of these things.

The cunning system only knows how to cultivate immortality and focuses solely on the so-called "immortal realm".

Without any system cheats, his cautious nature meant he only dared to take risks when he was confident of success.

For example, the real estate market right now, and the BitCity a few years from now.

He's made up his mind.

Take advantage of the fact that the Olympics haven't started yet and housing prices in the capital haven't skyrocketed.

First, stockpile dozens or even hundreds of properties in the capital, and then expand this business nationwide.

As long as you clear out the houses before the masks arrive, this business is guaranteed to make a profit.

And once Bitcoin is released, I'll quietly hoard ten or twenty thousand of them.

You don't need to do anything after that; becoming a billionaire is no problem.

What? You're only stockpiling ten or twenty thousand? That's so stingy?

Haha, do you think the bookmakers are idiots?

If they know someone holds a large amount of Bitcoin, hundreds of thousands or millions.

Therefore, it's highly unlikely that Bitcoin will be the one whose price rises to tens of thousands of dollars in the future.

Instead, it will be something like Artcoin, Sterlingcoin, or Newtcoin.

So stock up on ten or twenty thousand, and take advantage of the opportunity to enjoy a big piece of meat.

Want to eat half a leg?

That's definitely overthinking it.

Thinking about this...

He put the contract aside and made a phone call to Li Hua.

"Senior, help me register a property investment company. The business scope should be listed as real estate investment. Use your name as the legal representative, but I'll be the actual controller."

Li Hua, who was editing the post-production of "Palace," was taken aback upon hearing this: "You want to get into real estate?"

"Yeah. Take advantage of the good policies these past two years, buy a bunch of houses and hold them. Get the down payment as low as possible, and use the loan money to buy more, let it grow."

"Are you trying to take advantage of the bank?"

"You're getting a windfall from the future. In two years, housing prices in the capital will skyrocket, so buying now is like picking up free money. The company will give you dividends when it makes a profit."

""

Li Hua was silent for a moment: "Junior brother, tell me the truth, did you even calculate how much the housing prices will rise next year?"

"almost."

Li Yi hung up the phone. He decided not to ask for details.

If you ask him further, he'll definitely be shut down with the same answer: "I got a perfect score on the college entrance exam."

Discussing details with a monster like this who got a perfect score on the college entrance exam is just asking for trouble.

However, Li Yi decided to go home and discuss it with his wife, and ask his family for some more money.

Seeing the business opportunity that Wei Yi had his eye on, Li Hua gritted his teeth and decided to give it a shot himself.

The purchase intention agreement was signed on the same day.

Mu Tingting stood in the courtyard, looking up at the persimmon tree.

The setting sun filtered through the tree branches, cutting the shadows on the ground into tiny pieces of gold.

She took out her phone and took a lot of photos.

After returning to my dorm at Beijing Film Academy, I turned on my computer, uploaded the photos, opened my Sina blog, and added eight words as a caption.

"Our home. Autumn is so beautiful."

I didn't tag anyone. I'll go make tea after posting.

When she returned with the tea, she received a flood of private messages from her blog friends.

Zhang Jiani was the first to comment: "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, where is this?! Tingting, you bought a house?!"

Zhang Xuan followed with a long string of exclamation marks: "Holy crap. A villa. Western Hills. Persimmon trees. Fragrant Hills and Qingqin? My parents looked at this neighborhood before, it's over 40,000 yuan per square meter, there's no way they could afford it. Senior sister is awesome."

Zhang Xiaofei cautiously sent a smiley face: "Congratulations, senior sister. The courtyard is so beautiful."

Yuan Shanshan added a comment: "Are those persimmon trees edible?"

The four girls from their dormitory, along with Mu Tingting, are all starring in this palace drama.

Apart from Yang Mi and Mu Tingting, the other three all have a fairly good relationship with Xiao Mu.

They also frequently interact on their blogs.

However, despite their interactions, Zhang Xuan knew in private that Mu Tingting couldn't possibly afford it.

She's only played the lead role in one drama.

There are very few celebrities in the industry who can afford to buy a villa like this on their own.

What's more, Mu Tingting's movie hasn't even been released yet!

It could only have been bought by Wei Yi.

Yang Mi was not in the dormitory.

Zhang Xiaofei whispered, "So—have Senior Sister Mu and Director Wei gotten their marriage certificate?"

Yuan Shanshan quickly added, "Impossible, the boss is only nineteen years old, he's too young."

"Don't talk nonsense," Zhang Xuan quickly added. "It must have been bought for her by the boss, after all, she's his first girlfriend. I have no doubt about Senior Sister Mu's status now."

besides----

Hehehe, Mimi will be so upset if she finds out!

Gee!

Zhang Xuan didn't say this aloud.

She couldn't help but feel a surge of secret pleasure.

Then, an uninvited guest, Huo Shiyan, commented on Sina Blog with a smiley face emoji: "What a beautiful courtyard, congratulations, Sister Tingting."

Actually, she is older than Mu Tingting.

Mu Tingting stared at the comment for a few seconds but didn't reply.

I picked up my teacup, took a sip, and started watching pirated dramas.

Fan Binbin called after she had finished drinking half a cup of tea.

Mu Tingting glanced at the caller ID and answered the call.

"Feed".

"You bought a house?" Fan Binbin's voice was calm, but Mu Tingting could hear the suppressed anger in his tone.

"Yes. The contract for Xishan was just signed today."

"He paid for it?"

"Two names."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone. Fan Binbin's voice suddenly changed, no longer a question, but more like a statement: "Fine. You're amazing."

Then it hung up.

Mu Tingting put her phone on the coffee table, picked up her teacup, took another sip, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

What she didn't know was that after Fan Binbin hung up the phone, her next call went directly to Wei Yi.

Fan Binbin called Wei Yi, and his first words to him were very flat: "I heard you bought Mu Tingting a villa? And you put both our names on it?"

Wei Yi was driving back to the Beijing Film Academy faculty dormitory from the company: "You're quite well-informed."

"She even posted it on her blog! The whole internet saw it! A nine-grid photo collage: eight pictures of houses, and one of your back!"

"They even posted my name?"

"The point isn't that you were posted here." Fan Binbin took a deep breath. "Do you know what this means? Gao Yuanyuan just called me and said, 'Bingbing, Xiao Mu has a family now. Let's go celebrate her new home.'"

"Isn't this great?"

"Great my ass! She's out of her mind, she can't see the point. But I'm not, I'm perfectly clear-headed! Wei Yi, I want a house too, I want a villa too!"

Wei Yi was silent for a moment, then said, "Alright, I'll buy you a set too."

I was just about to start a property management company, and here it is!

Hehe, they might even be able to use their acting fees to pay off their mortgages.

They call it joint investment!

Tsk, not bad, not bad.

"Hmph! That's more like it. I want a villa too, a detached one!"

"Okay, then let's buy a villa."

"I don't want to buy a house in the same neighborhood as her. She's in the Western Hills area, so I'll buy one in the Central Villa District!"

"Okay, sure."

"I want one that's bigger and more expensive than hers."

"Buy, buy, buy, buy!"

'

After hanging up the phone, Wei Yi sat in the trunk of his Mercedes, staring at the roof, thinking that if the system were to pop up a message at this moment, it would definitely say:

[Fan Binbin's jealousy level has exceeded the limit, warning of a chaotic situation.]

But the system stubbornly remained unresponsive, displaying only one line of text on the panel:

[The host should make their own judgment; this system does not provide mediation services for relationship disputes.]

Wei Yi put his phone back in his pocket and continued to close his eyes to rest. Wei Hanwu, who was driving in the front, glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"Uncle."

"Um.

""

How many aunts do I have?

Wei Yi opened his eyes and looked at the square face in the rearview mirror: "Why do you care about this?"

Wei Hanwu remained silent, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

After a long pause, he spoke again: "My dad says you've always been popular with girls. I don't believe it."

"What else did your dad say?"

"They even said you were reincarnated from an ancestor, that you have innate wisdom."

Drive carefully.

Wei Hanwu shut up.

Gao Yuanyuan called him when he was almost at his dormitory.

The background noise on her end was very low, like she was at home; you could occasionally hear the sound of pages turning.

"Tingting's house is very beautiful."

"Do you want one too?"

"don't want."

Gao Yuanyuan's refusal took Wei Yi by surprise, but her next words almost made him choke on his cigarette: "I'd be scared living alone in a big house. I'll just live with you."

Wei Yi coughed twice: "Are you sure you don't want it?"

"No way. Next time you go to see Tingting, I'll go with you. Anyway, her house looks really big, there should be lots of rooms, so giving me one shouldn't be a problem."

Wei Yi remained silent for a long time.

"Have you said this to Tingting?"

"Not yet. I plan to tell her when I visit her in a couple of days. I'll also bring her a potted pothos. Pothos are easy to care for and can absorb formaldehyde in a new home."

"You absolutely mustn't tell her."

Why?

"She's rather stingy. She's not like Fan Binbin, and she certainly doesn't have your magnanimity."

"You're only just realizing how open-minded I am?"

"Of course I know."

Otherwise, such an idea would not have been possible.

Tsk, she's staying at her boyfriend's other girlfriend's house.

Only you, Gao Yuanyuan, would dare to think like that.

the next day.

Wei Yi was indeed taken by Fan Binbin to look at apartments.

The central villa area along the Wenyu River.

It's a detached house with three floors, a basement, and an attic. It has a European-style facade and a 1,200-square-meter garden, which is almost half again as big as Mu Tingting's house.

Fan Binbin, dressed in a black dress and high heels, stood at the villa entrance, linking her arm with his and leading him inside. As they walked, she said, "I've checked. This place is close to the airport, so your business trips won't be a hassle. There are three international schools nearby, making it convenient for our future children. The basement can be converted into a home theater, the second floor into a study, and the third floor—"

She glanced back at him, then suddenly laughed: "Whatever. You don't care about these things anyway. As long as it's bigger than hers, it's fine."

Wei Yi followed behind her with his hands in his pockets, nodding occasionally.

After touring the entire house, Fan Binbin stood in the center of the living room, looking up at the high crystal chandelier, and suddenly asked, "How many names should be on the contract?"

Wei Yi leaned against the doorframe: "Whatever you want."

Fan Binbin took out a pen from her bag and handed it to him: "Then two will do."

It’s okay.

In any case, I will only sign on behalf of "Sole Property" in the end. In the end, the house was actually bought by Sole Property, Fan Binbin, and Mu Tingting together.

Moreover, they would have to pay the mortgage together, and Wei Yi would only pay 10% of the down payment!

Wei Yi would also find ways to take out loans for the house, and use the loan money to buy more houses and make investments.

Thinking about it that way...

Wei Yi suddenly felt that he had to buy a house for Gao Yuanyuan.

I have to buy Yang Mi too.

Implementing a policy of one house, one wife, and one wife, one house, can serve as both an investment and a way to win them over.

This deal is a success.

So, without waiting for Yang Mi to speak, that afternoon Yang Mi came to the fifth floor of Hehuan Film and Television to discuss the "Scarlet Heart" project with him.

"Honey, should I buy you a house?"

"Huh?!" Yang Mi was stunned.

She almost thought she had misheard.

"It's about you buying a house. Your sister Tingting and sister Bingbing have both bought houses. So I'm asking you, do you want one?"

"Me, me—I have one too!" Yang Mi exclaimed in shock.

"If you want to buy it, then it's available."

"Of course I want to!"

Yang Mi answered almost without hesitation.

The house itself is more significant to females than to males.

Moreover, this is the capital city, and Yang Mi already knows that Wei Yigang bought a house for Mu Tingting and Fan Binbin.

Now that she heard that she was also in a share, she was naturally shocked and excited, overwhelmed with joy.

"Then buy it. Go and choose whatever you like, anything under 20 million."

Wei Yi paused, then added, "However, I have limited funds right now. So I'll pay the down payment, and you can pay the loan yourself, or we can pay it together. The deed will be in both our names, just like your sister Tingting and sister Bingbing."

"How is it?"

Wei Yi looked at her: "Do you still want to buy it?"