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Chapter 56 056 [Small Profit]

A week later, the villa was successfully completed. Although it was simply decorated, it looked much better than the previous bare house. It was so beautiful that it no longer looked shabby and had the feeling of a luxury house.

The property agent Zhang Wentao brought a middle-aged Chinese man with a big belly to look at the house. Fortunately, the villa had been cleaned up a few days ago, and it now looked neat and beautiful, which was much better to the senses.

"Agent Zhang, the decoration of this villa is just so-so, not as good as you said." As the middle-aged man entered the villa, he began to find fault with it, pretending to be serious.

Zhang Wentao was about to speak when Li Wendi interrupted him, "If the decoration is luxurious and you can move in directly, the price will not be this high. A 5% increase is nothing."

Li Wendi doesn't want to indulge the pretentious strangers. If the middle-aged man doesn't want to buy, there are others. He doesn't think that his villa cannot be sold.

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at Li Wendi with some displeasure. This tough attitude made him very unhappy. The decoration was indeed not very good.

"Haha!! Mr. Wang, most people who buy villas decorate them according to their own wishes, so Mr. Li will not spend a lot of money to decorate it too well, otherwise Mr. Li will lose a lot of money, and you, Mr. Wang, will also spend a lot of money to buy it. Now it's just a simple decoration, which will benefit everyone." Seeing that the two sides were somewhat tense, Zhang Wentao hurried to smooth things over. If the buyer and seller had a conflict, he would be the one who suffered the greatest loss.

"If he were in Southeast Asia, Mr. Li would definitely not be a good businessman." Wang Feihai said suddenly.

"Whether or not he can do business is not up to Mr. Wang to decide. Besides, this is Hong Kong, not Southeast Asia." Li Wendi is certainly not afraid of a small cross-border businessman like Wang Feihai. If he can sink such a person in Hong Kong, he can also get away with it. After all, Wang Feihai is not a Hong Kong resident, so the police will not be too hard on him.

Zhang Wentao also knew about Li Wendi's background and was worried that something might happen. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered in Wang Feihai's ear, "Mr. Wang, don't be angry! This Mr. Li is from the mafia."

Hearing this, Wang Feihai's face froze. He wanted to say something but couldn't open his mouth. It was obvious that he was afraid.

There are also many mafia gangs in Southeast Asia, and they also kill people like crazy. As a businessman, he also understands some of the mafia's ways of doing things.

Seeing this, Li Wendi was unwilling to be aggressive. In business, harmony is the key to success.

So Zhang Wentao introduced the overall situation of the villa to Wang Feihai, "Mr. Wang, the area of ​​this villa is..."

Wang Feihai did not find fault with the villa like he did before, but listened obediently to Zhang Wentao's introduction.

Li Wendi knew what Wang Feihai was thinking. He knew how to find faults in order to bargain. In his previous life, Li Wendi was also skilled in this method. However, the target of this method was him now, so he felt a little uncomfortable.

Under the parasol in the backyard, the three of them sat down, with Li Wendi and Wang Feihai facing each other.

"Mr. Li, the price of 350 yuan per square foot is a bit high. Can it be reduced to 300 yuan?" Wang Feihai asked.

Li Wendi immediately shook his head and said, "Mr. Wang, 300 yuan is the price of a rough house. If a renovated villa can be bought for 300 yuan per square foot, I want it too, and I want as much as I can."

Wang Feihai frowned and looked at Zhang Wentao again, as if asking for help. Unfortunately, he forgot that Zhang Wentao's commission was paid by Li Wendi, and Zhang Wentao and he were not on the same side.

Zhang Wentao is of course a smart man, otherwise he wouldn't have come to be the agent for the villa. He smiled and persuaded, "Mr. Li, let me be honest. 350 yuan is indeed expensive, but 300 yuan is also low. Why don't we each take a step back and ask for 330 yuan?"

Li Wendi pretended to glance at the two of them, his face darkening. "Mr. Zhang, our business is not limited to this one. 330 yuan is fine. I'll give you a favor. You have to help me make back the money I lost today." "Okay, okay!" Zhang Wentao asked Wang Feihai again, "What do you think, Mr. Wang?"

Seeing Wang Feihai's hesitation, Zhang Wentao said decisively, "Mr. Wang, you have seen a lot of villas. There are cheap ones but the location is not good. Villas in the mid-mountain area are really expensive, and the environment is not as good as here. If I had money, I would definitely buy a villa here."

Li Wendi urged, "Mr. Zhang, it seems that it will be difficult to make a deal today. I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."

In fact, Li Wendi really didn't want to get stuck in a stalemate with someone like Wang Feihai. It didn't seem worth spending too much energy on it.

"Mr. Li, wait!" Wang Feihai saw that Li Wendi was really about to leave, so he hurriedly stopped him, "To get a good start, how about 328 yuan?"

Li Wendi was secretly happy, but pretended to be embarrassed. Seeing that it was almost done, Zhang Wentao gently advised, "Mr. Li, you don't need to worry about the 2 yuan per square foot. You are so busy, there is no need to walk around."

Li Wendi thought about it for a few seconds, then nodded in a pretentious manner and said, "Okay!"

If the warehouse is sold at a price of 328 yuan per square foot, Li Wendi can get 131 million yuan. After deducting costs, decoration fees, commissions, taxes, etc., Li Wendi can earn about 13 yuan, which is much less than the last warehouse investment. However, Li Wendi is also satisfied, after all, he has earned more than yuan.

Li Wendi also paid Zhang Wentao more than 1 yuan in commission (one percentage point), and asked with a smile, "I have just opened a real estate agency. If Mr. Zhang can switch jobs and help me, your current base salary will double, and you will get 8% of the commission and the company will get 2%. I wonder if Mr. Zhang is interested?"

Li Wendi was impressed by Zhang Wentao's abilities. With the help of capable people, he would have more time to radiate to other places. Now his power was still too weak. Without the blessing of his status, he needed to be more careful in his actions.

Zhang Wentao's eyes lit up. His current commission needed to be split equally with the company. As for the basic salary, it was only a few hundred yuan. Of course, he cared more about the commission share.

Zhang Wentao thought that the newly established company had few resources and that it would affect his income, so he fell silent again. He needed to think about it carefully.

"Mr. Zhang, actually I have quite a few friends in Sai Wan, Sheung Wan and Tsim Sha Tsui, and I am also engaged in property investment. The company's business is not a big problem. Your income should not be less than 5000 yuan a month." Li Wendi explained casually.

Zhang Wentao was not as happy as Li Wendi had expected, but his solemn expression eased a little. It was obvious that this guarantee did not have much appeal to him.

In fact, in this period of great economic development, Zhang Wentao can often earn a monthly income of more than 8000 yuan, so it is definitely hard work.

In 72 when the average salary was only a few hundred yuan, 8000 yuan was certainly a huge sum of money, and the monthly income was unimaginable.

Zhang Wentao also wants to be a rich man living in a villa, not just an agent, so he cares a lot about this income.

However, he had a good influence on Li Wendi and he also knew Li Wendi's background. What he said was very likely true. If he refused, he would miss a good opportunity, a good opportunity to spread his wings.

On one side is the money in front of him, and on the other side is the opportunity in life. Zhang Wentao's little heart can't help but beat faster.

(End of this chapter)