Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

After walking into the house, Song Pan'er took a first look and had only one thought: It's so clean!

It doesn't look like a house I've lived in for ten years. It's like a model room for people to show off. It's so neat and tidy.

Wang Qinghua followed Song Paner and waited for her to look everywhere before speaking.

"Little girl, I have two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. The interior is 90 square meters, plus a balcony of 12 square meters. If you want to buy it, I will give you the balcony. The price is 810 square meters, a total of 72,000 .”

After Song Paner took a closer look, she was even more satisfied. It had a standard apartment layout, with transparency from north to south, and windows in the kitchen and bathroom.

But she still had some concerns, so she turned back to Wang Qinghua and asked:

"May I ask, does your wife live here? He..."

"Ah, my old man retired long ago and lived with my son." Liu Qinghua said this with some indignation.

"Hey~ That damn old man dislikes my mysophobia and says he doesn't feel comfortable living with me."

After complaining, he immediately returned to the topic.

"Little girl, look at how well-kept and clean my house is. It costs 800 square meters, but it's not expensive at all."

Song Pan'er was not in a hurry to reply, and turned around to continue looking. As long as the old man was still alive, he didn't care about the rest.

After walking around again, I returned to the door.

After standing next to Mrs. Xu, Song Pan'er said: "It is impossible for your old house to sell for 801 square meters. It is too expensive! The new building of Jinxiu Manor is only 751 square meters. This The price of nearby Wanjin Aster is only 600. By the way, when can I hand over the house?"

Wang Qinghua felt nervous, this kid knew the market very well! Not easy to fool.

"I will retire next month. Give me two days to move. It will be around the end of next month... No, I can hand over the house in the middle of the month."

Wang Qinghua tried his best to shorten the delivery time as much as possible.

Song Pan'er was quite satisfied with the time, but still showed a hesitant expression.

"The delivery time is a bit late, but the main reason is that the price is too expensive! You have to make more concessions before we can continue the negotiation."

"Old Wang! Are you still discussing this? How about I take the little girl to look elsewhere? The old man above me also said that he was selling his house a few days ago. He wants to live in a new house."

Mrs. Xu, who was standing next to her, suddenly spoke to help Song Pan'er.

She was a little unhappy. The one who was helping her was not even allowed to enter. What was wrong? How smelly can my feet be? How can you, Wang Qinghua, be smoked to death!

"This..." Wang Qinghua hesitated a little, thought for a moment and said: "In this case, I can't give in to the delivery time. What about the house price? I'm also 751 square meters. Little girl, take a look. If it works, it will work. If it doesn't work, it will work. Pull down.”

Wang Qinghua said in an awe-inspiring manner.

But Song Pan'er still heard a guilty conscience from her tone. Just as she was about to speak, Mrs. Xu next to her spoke again.

"I'm not telling you, Tsinghua University, you are just dishonest. Your old building is priced at the same price as other people's new buildings. Do you want to sell it?"

After hearing what Mrs. Xu said, Wang Qinghua had a look on his face, and the situation suddenly froze.

Song Pan'er quickly took over the conversation: "I'll pay 661 square meters for your old house. The total house payment is more than 59,000, so I'll give you 60,000.

The delivery time can be postponed to the end of next month. I don’t want any furniture in the house, you can take it away. If it works, we'll sign the contract tomorrow. If it doesn't work, I'll go buy a new building. "

Wang Qinghua thought for a long time, gritted his teeth, and made the final decision.

"Six hundred and eighty square meters, all the furniture will be given to you."

Seeing that Mrs. Xu wanted to speak again, Song Pan'er quickly said:

"Okay, then I'll just buy your old furniture."

Song Pan'er's psychological price is 721 square meters. If the appreciation of the house in the school district is also taken into consideration, this house can be bought at 2,001 square meters without losing money. She should just take it when it is good. What's more, this house is already lower than her psychological expectations.

The two agreed to sign the contract tomorrow, and Song Paner helped Mrs. Xu downstairs.

As soon as she arrived downstairs, Mrs. Xu started talking.

"Kid, you talk too fast. You can definitely get it cheaper."

Mrs. Xu was still a little unwilling.

"Let me tell you, Wang Qinghua only has small calculations and no big insights at all. He is quite easy to fool."

"Grandma Xu, that's about it. If it gets bad, I won't be able to live in such a good community like ours."

Song Pan'er felt as if she was having a conversation with Grandma Qian, and patiently persuaded her all the way.

After sending Mrs. Xu back to the small square, Song Paner said goodbye and left.

She had already walked far away, but she could still hear the old lady complaining, saying that Qian Qinghua was evil-minded, uncouth, and rude, and would not let her in.