Chapter Twenty-Four The Old House Has Ghosts

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  It seems that with Wen Fei's eyes, there is no difference between this old house and other old houses in the city. They are all old, gloomy-looking houses. These courtyards are almost all very large, similar to Beijing's siheyuan, usually after the founding of the country, they were divided among a dozen or so families living together, chaotic as can be imagined!

  "Doing business in this haunted place? Are you crazy?" Wen Fei looked at the courtyard, which was almost devoid of sunlight even during the day, and felt a chill run down his spine as if there was an eerie presence lurking around.

  "Look, if we tear down these houses that were later renovated and rebuilt, as well as all this clutter, we can probably restore the house to its original appearance!" Zhang Yu looked at it with great interest: "Don't say I'm not telling you something good, this kind of courtyard, in ten or twenty years, selling for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions wouldn't surprise me!"

  Wen Fei rolled his eyes, although the housing prices in this city have been rising over the past few years. However, the intention of planning a new district within the city is very clear. Rather than spending so much effort on demolishing and renovating old cities, it's more convenient to build a new one from scratch! The lessons learned from the demolition and relocation efforts over the years are already numerous, so the city has decided to develop a new district, which has already taken shape.

  This old town area has been preserved under the guise of protection, but in reality, it is almost forgotten.

  "Am I deceiving you? Do you know what a traditional Beijing courtyard house looks like?" Zhang Yu said disdainfully.

  Wen Fei vaguely remembered seeing some old Beijing siheyuan on TV, and it seemed similar to this place.

  "Do you know what price those siheyuan are now? Over a million per square meter, and still no one is selling." Zhang Yu said calmly.

  Wen Fei was convinced, he knew that Zhang Yu's vision and brain were much broader than his own. This fat man is just lazy, without the motivation to strive for excellence, otherwise he would have become a big rich man by now. Even now, as long as he messes around with something, he can still live a comfortable life, and his days are spent leisurely!

  "Although our place can't compare to Beijing, it will develop in the future. When there are more rich and romantic people, a courtyard like this one can sell for tens of millions, no problem! We'll buy it, open a private restaurant, and even if we don't make money, we'll have this house in the future... Hehe..." Zhang Yu winked at Wen Fei.

  Wen Fei's heart moved, and he hesitated: "This yard is so big, it will cost at least a few million to buy it? I don't have the money, do you?"

  Zhang Yu burst out laughing: "It shouldn't be that expensive, I estimate it can be had for one million."

  "So cheap?" Wen Fei was shocked, this place is in the old city district, it's almost a forgotten corner of urban development, but it occupies at least several acres. For only 1 million to take over, isn't that almost like picking it up for free?

  "Of course, when have I ever cheated you!" Zhang Yu said with a straight face: "However..."

  Wen Fei's heart was stirred up by this fatty's provocation, but as soon as he heard the two words, his heart felt a bit cooler. Things were definitely not that simple!

  "Have you ever felt that there's something different about this yard?" Zhang Yu asked in a low voice.

  "Unlike what? What's unlike?" But then he reacted, just as a gust of wind blew through the hall, and that familiar chill crept up his back again.

  Wen Fei shivered with a chill: "You mean...?"

  "Aren't you acquainted with someone influential? The one you took wine to make amends with... Invite him over to take care of the house..."

  Just as they were talking, a piece of tile suddenly fell from the roof. Luckily, Wen Fei was quick and pulled Zhang Yu out of the way just in time. The tile hit him on the back instead of his head. Fortunately, this chubby guy had thick skin, so he only winced in pain but didn't get hurt.

  Zhang Yu was inexplicably looking around and even raised his eyes to gaze at the rooftop. Wen Fei's face changed drastically, and he grabbed Zhang Yu, pulling him out without a word.

  "What's wrong, what's wrong?" Zhang Yu was still somewhat perplexed.

  Wen Fei's face turned serious: "You're doing a good deed yourself, what are you asking me for? Didn't that tile just now hurt you?"

  Zhang Yu was startled and his voice changed: "You're saying that just now... wasn't a coincidence!"

  "Nonsense!" Wen Fei said seriously: "If it's a coincidence, it wouldn't be sold to us so cheaply!"

  "Ah!" Zhang Yu, this fatty, valued his life as gold. As soon as he heard there was danger, he began to retreat. Anyway, this guy didn't have a strong character. However, he had an extremely good relationship with Wen Fei, they grew up together since childhood, and were very familiar with each other. Upon hearing the tone, he immediately became anxious: "Really? You still want to buy that house?"

  "Hey, how much money can you take out?" Wen Fei was different from this fat guy, his interests were very broad and fleeting. Probably due to family circumstances, he had everything he wanted since childhood, although not from a billionaire's family, but still raised with a somewhat spoiled personality. But Wen Fei was different, without Zhang Yu's vision and insight, once he set his mind on something, nothing could change it. Maybe that's why the two of them had such different personalities, which is why they could play together from childhood to adulthood.

  "Are you really going to buy it?" Zhang Yu muttered, looking at Wen Fei's determined gaze, and knew that Wen Fei had already made up his mind. Immediately excited again: "I only have over 300,000 yuan in my hand, I can borrow another 500,000 from my parents. How about it? Are you really able to find a master to deal with the things inside? At that time, you will be counted as a technical shareholder and come up with 100,000 yuan!"

  Wen Fei fell silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Alright, it's settled. I'll take care of the house matter, you buy the house. I still have over 700,000 yuan on me...you know that. When the time comes, I'll ask my family for a few tens of thousands."

  Wen Fei earned more than 700,000 yuan recently by smuggling through time and space; otherwise, he really couldn't take it out.

  "Don't worry, this matter won't get away!"

  Wen Fei suddenly thought: "To open a private restaurant, it would cost at least 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. If we buy the house, will we still have money to start?"

  Zhang Yu suddenly shut his mouth. He was a person who acted on impulse, buying this house was also an impulsive decision, and he hadn't thought it through beforehand.

  Things didn't go smoothly. Zhang Yu later said to Wen Fei in despair: "That family is not willing to sell, saying that at least they want 30 million. One million would rather be left somewhere to rot!"

  Wen Fei was very surprised, when the two of them went to see the house, it seemed that no one had lived in the yard for a long time. The house inside was very gloomy and damp, and it would not be comfortable to live in. Moreover, it was not very clean inside, and the owner's family had already moved away, but they still refused to sell?

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