Chen Feng drove Sun Xiaorui to the International Trade Building ten minutes early. At the entrance, they t Cai Zhixin, who also brought a female companion—a woman with a typical internet celebrity face, long legs, and a tall figure.
The two did not engage in much small talk. After a simple greeting, they went in to view the property together.
The property was on the fourth floor, room 407, with an area of 220 square ters. While waiting for the elevator, they listened to Cai Zhixin introduce that the current market price for office buildings here is generally over 40,000 yuan per square ter. If Chen Feng wanted to buy, he could offer a flat rate of 40,000 per square ter.
Before coming over, Chen Feng had done so research online, and the price seed about right, proving Cai Zhixin wasn’t lying about this.
However, the rental price for office space here wasn’t very high, only about three to four yuan per square ter daily. Calculating it that way, the rent for this property would only fetch a little over 800 per day, or over 20,000 per month, amounting to just 200,000 to 300,000 annually if rented out all year.
Chen Feng would have to spend over 8 million to buy it, and at this rental rate, it would take 20 to 30 years to recover the cost.
Of course, Chen Feng could always wait for property prices to increase and sell it for a profit.
But looking at the real estate market of recent years, a significant price hike is almost impossible, especially for office buildings, where the potential for price increase is very limited.
Thus, Chen Feng said, "The rent here is a bit low. For a property like this, yearly rent is just over 200,000, right?"
Cai Zhixin couldn’t argue and nodded with slight embarrassnt, "More or less. I collected nearly 300,000 in rent last year."
As they conversed, they stepped into the elevator and soon arrived at the fourth floor, reaching room 407. The entrance had four glass doors, with the middle two doors currently open, as many young won were entering and exiting.
The company’s na on the glass doors read: Etiquette and Model Agency.
A modeling agency, no wonder so many young won were coming in and out.
"Let’s go in," Cai Zhixin told the three, taking the lead to enter.
At the reception, a twenty-sothing woman in professional attire saw them walking directly in and imdiately stopped them, "What are you here for? Do you have an appointnt?"
Cai Zhixin glanced at the woman with a not-so-good tone, "I’m the landlord here, bringing soone to take a look."
After saying this, he ignored the dumbfounded receptionist and continued leading Chen Feng inside, stopping at the central office area. At this point, there were over ten won filling out forms, seemingly applicants, along with two female employees wearing na tags.
Although these won were curious about Chen Feng and the others, they didn’t co over to ask anything.
Cai Zhixin didn’t care about their gazes either, and introduced to Chen Feng, "Look, the area here is quite large, and the current layout is decent. It can accommodate dozens of employees. From those floor-to-ceiling windows over there, you can see the East Lake scenery, and downstairs there are various shops, a food court, and a large supermarket. The property prices here have been rising steadily and have rarely dropped. Buy it now, and in a few years, selling it will surely yield a profit."
Chen Feng and Sun Xiaorui surveyed their surroundings; the interior was quite clean and tidy, with tiled floors and freshly painted walls. As Chen Feng was about to look from the floor-to-ceiling window, a middle-aged fat man cheerfully ca out from an office, eagerly greeting Cai Zhixin from afar, "Young Master Cai, you’re here! Why didn’t you notify so I could co out to welco you?"
Cai Zhixin gave the middle-aged man a cold look and unceremoniously said, "I’m bringing soone to see the property. Stay out of the way if you have nothing to do."
The middle-aged man wasn’t offended, continuously nodding with a smile, "Alright, I won’t disturb you then. But my lease still has over two months. If you sell the place, my lease term shouldn’t change, right?"
Cai Zhixin rolled his eyes at him and turned to Chen Feng, "That depends on my friend’s decision. If he doesn’t let you renew the lease, there’s nothing I can do. At most, I’ll refund the remaining rent to you."
The middle-aged man imdiately beca anxious, with a bitter face, he said, "Young Master Cai, we have a signed contract. By rule, even if you sell the property, my contract should still be valid."
Cai Zhixin sneered, throwing a cold glance, "Are you really going to argue contracts with ?"
The middle-aged man stamred and couldn’t continue his argunt.
Chen Feng curiously glanced at the fat man but quickly lost interest, walking over to the floor-to-ceiling window himself and looking out to East Lake, about two to three hundred ters away. Although the view here was inferior to the East Lake Villa he bought, it had its own charm, with a touch more of the urban bustle.
The street below was bustling with cars and people, very lively.
This inevitably reminded Chen Feng of his years as a worker. During those initial years, he was full of drive, passionate about his work and life, and once considered saving enough capital to start his own business and beco his own boss.
In fact, this property was quite suitable for the kind of office building he had once wanted for starting a business.
Unfortunately, he now completely lacked entrepreneurial passion, and wasn’t particularly interested in making money, as he felt his current wealth was sufficient. Too much money might be troubleso, attracting disasters.
"How about it? The view from here isn’t bad, right? I bought it for its convenient location and proximity to East Lake," Cai Zhixin comnted.
Just then, a commotion broke out at the entrance with a woman shouting, "Fraud! They’re frauds! Don’t believe them; they trick you into taking modeling shots. Don’t believe it. The contract offers are fake too. I signed it, and it’s been over half a month without any work."
"Sa here, they take your money for modeling shots and then ignore you."
"Gu Xin, co out and return my money, otherwise I’ll call the police."
...
The middle-aged fat man was Gu Xin. His face turned dark as he hurriedly approached, shouting, "What’s with the shouting? Who are you calling a fraud? Be careful of a defamation lawsuit. Also, do you realize your shouting already disrupts our company’s normal operations? I can call the police on you and even file a lawsuit against you for economic and reputational damages to our company."
Upon Gu Xin’s shouting and threats, the two won who were yelling fell silent.
Sun Xiaorui curiously pulled Chen Feng over to watch, just in ti to see Gu Xin glaring unpleasantly at the two tall and relatively pretty young won at the entrance.
"I don’t care, you have to refund , or I won’t let this go."
The first woman, with a determined face and resolute deanor, stared at Gu Xin, clearly not ready to back down until she achieved her goal.
The other one showed a notably weaker personality, staying silent and not daring to face Gu Xin directly.
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