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Chapter 59: Written Commitment

"Master, let's go. Where does the landlord live?" Mo Dongyan asked Chen Yuanzhou as she pushed her bicycle out the door.

"Uh... Yijingyuan Hefeng Garden." Chen Yuanzhou scratched his head. He didn't have his own means of transportation, so he turned to Li Jing and said, "Can I borrow your electric scooter for a bit?"

Li Jing looked up and saw the scene outside. He blinked and said with a smile, "I just contacted the landlord and am going to inspect the house."

He got up and went out, then rode off on his electric scooter.

Chen Yuanzhou pursed his lips and looked at Xu Chuanchuan again…

"My car battery is dead," Xu Chuanchuan answered quickly.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun simply shrugged, explaining that his electric scooter had already been ridden away by his girlfriend.

Chen Yuanzhou was speechless. In the huge Qinchun Jiayuan store, he couldn't even borrow a small electric scooter.

"How about we take a taxi?" He was a little embarrassed. Yijingyuan wasn't too far, but it wasn't too close either. Walking would be too much of a waste of time.

Mo Dongyan said, "It's not far, taking a taxi is too expensive. Master, let me give you a ride on my bike."

Chen Yuanzhou "..."

He looked towards the road, and it was afternoon. As far as the eye could see, there wasn't a single car, let alone a taxi.

"Well..." Chen Yuanzhou said helplessly, "I'll give you a ride. What would it look like if you gave me a ride?"

Mo Dongyan nodded and gave him her bicycle.

Chen Yuanzhou grabbed the handlebars, stepped onto the bike, and Mo Dongyan nimbly jumped onto the back seat. Then Chen Yuanzhou started pedaling hard.

Once the two had gone far away, Li Jing, who had left in a hurry, leisurely rode back on his electric scooter, and Xu Chuanchuan also walked out the door.

He took out a cigarette and handed one to Li Jing: "This kid, I hope he understands our good intentions!"

"That's right~" Li Jing nodded, parked the car, and went back to the store.

Mo Dongyan sat sideways on the back of the bicycle. Just as they were going from the sidewalk to the road, the bicycle jolted, which startled her so much that she grabbed Chen Yuanzhou's waist and clung to him tightly.

"..." Chen Yuanzhou could feel a clear squeezing sensation from his waist, and the image of Mo Dongyan hugging him uncontrollably popped into his mind, inevitably causing him to become distracted.

Little did he know that he wasn't the only one having such romantic fantasies.

Mo Dongyan could also feel a strange, unfamiliar sensation that made her whole body numb and her limbs weak. Her reason told her that she could eliminate the strange feeling by simply loosening her grip slightly, but her mind was no longer able to control her movements...

During the less than two-kilometer journey, each of Chen Yuanzhou's pedal strokes brought a subtle caress, making Mo Dongyan blush and her heart pound.

……

Before leaving, Chen Yuanzhou had already contacted the landlord and found out the address, which was 9-1 Hefengyuan, Yijingyuan.

After parking his bicycle at the entrance, Chen Yuanzhou braced himself on one foot. Seeing that Mo Dongyan didn't react, he had no choice but to call out, "Xiao Mo, we're here."

"Oh~!" Mo Dongyan suddenly realized what was happening and quickly jumped off her bicycle.

The usually lively and outgoing girl was now blushing and lowering her head, not daring to look at Chen Yuanzhou at all.

Chen Yuanzhou was also a little embarrassed. He locked the bicycle with an awkward smile. Seeing that Mo Dongyan was tense, he had to remind her again: "Adjust yourself. You don't need to say much. Just watch from the side."

"Mmm~" Mo Dongyan responded timidly.

Chen Yuanzhou took a deep breath before stepping onto the porch and ringing the doorbell.

Although Xu Zenghui told him that the landlord was in poor financial condition, he still had to make a careful assessment in order to decide on a negotiation strategy.

While waiting for the landlord to open the door, he took a closer look at the townhouse. It was a three-unit townhouse, and the couplets on the front door were faded, probably because they hadn't been changed last New Year.

This includes the lanterns hanging on the porch, one of which is already broken, and the bottom of the garage door next to it is covered with green moss.

Logically speaking, wealthy people value appearances the most, and some mansions may have a single bronze door worth tens or even hundreds of thousands of dollars.

However, the entrance to this row house is clearly neglected, probably because the poor economic situation has left them overwhelmed and unable to maintain it, resulting in its dilapidated state.

"Hello~ Please come in." The person who opened the door was an elderly woman with a full head of silver hair. Judging from her clothes, she should be the landlord's mother.

Chen Yuanzhou took out shoe covers and helped Mo Dongyan put them on, then they went inside together.

The room was a bit messy. There was a patchwork mat on the floor with some children's toys piled up on it. There were some tea leaves and cigarette boxes scattered on the coffee table. There were a few pieces of clothing on the sofa, and baby bottles, formula, and several plates of leftover food were scattered on the dining table.

Seeing someone come in, the middle-aged man on the sofa got up and handed the child, who looked to be about two or three years old, to the old lady: "Mom, take her upstairs first."

After watching the two go upstairs, a smile finally appeared on his tired face: "Hello, Xiao Chen, right?"

"Hello Mr. Zhai, my name is Chen Yuanzhou, and I am a broker at Zhuowu Company's Qinchun Jiayuan branch." Chen Yuanzhou replied politely, while glancing at the family photo on the wall.

The photo shows the landlord's family of five. Apart from the elderly woman, the child, and the landlord, the woman and another child of about eight or nine years old are not visible.

Chen Yuanzhou immediately glanced back and saw that there were no women's high heels in the entryway...

"Are they divorced? But why are they still hanging a family photo if they're already divorced?"

Chen Yuanzhou sat down on the sofa as the landlord politely invited him to.

"Xiao Chen~" the landlord asked, "You didn't explain clearly on the phone just now, is this apartment your client wanting it?"

"That's right." Chen Yuanzhou nodded, then took Xu Zenghui's 30,000 yuan deposit out of his bag and placed it on the coffee table: "This is the client's earnest money. As long as the price can be agreed upon, this money can be directly converted into your deposit."

The landlord raised an eyebrow and glanced at the money, his expression unchanged, unmoved.

He said earnestly, "It's like this, many agents have contacted me before. I wanted to ask, is your client... surnamed Xu?"

The aftereffects have indeed arrived!

Chen Yuanzhou smiled bitterly to himself. Xu Zenghui thought he was being clever by hiring so many agents to negotiate prices, but the landlord was much more astute and had a clear understanding of everything.

"Yes." Chen Yuanzhou nodded.

The landlord frowned and said, "If it's this client surnamed Xu, there's nothing to talk about. He wants a combination loan and wants to close the deal for 120 million. That's impossible. You've made a wasted trip."

Chen Yuanzhou had anticipated the landlord's reaction. He asked directly, "Mr. Zhai, it's fine even if this client doesn't close the deal. But since you still want to sell the house, I'd like to know more about the situation so I can recommend it to other clients."

"Could you tell me why you're selling your house?"

The landlord was also very frank: "I'm divorced, and according to the agreement, I need to pay my ex-wife a sum of money. That house was mine before the marriage, so I'm selling it. Also, my company is facing some problems and needs funds."

really!

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuanzhou thought to himself, "No wonder this landlord is so difficult to negotiate a price. If it were really due to debt pressure, it should be much easier to negotiate. He wouldn't be in such a hurry yet not so eager, holding the price so firmly."

And it's normal for a house without a female owner to be left unrepaired and unmaintained.

After all, you can tell from the family photo hanging there that the landlord probably still has feelings for the past. He was probably heartbroken after the divorce, so he wouldn't be in the mood to maintain the house.

Chen Yuanzhou thought for a moment and asked again, "Mr. Zhai, you may not know this, but my client has viewed your house many times. Although he has talked to many people about it, on the other hand, it also proves that he really likes your house. Is there really no room for negotiation?"

Hearing this, the landlord sighed and said, "It's not just the agent; I've spoken to him on the phone too. He's so aggressive, like he thinks I have no choice but to sell to him. I'm selling a house, I'm not inferior to anyone, really..."

"And he wants to use a combination loan. I specifically inquired about it, and it would take at least several months to get the full amount, and it also depends on luck. Who can stand that?"

Chen Yuanzhou seized on his question and immediately pressed, "So, how long can you accept?"

"..." The landlord paused, seemingly having not considered this issue before, and then replied, "Actually, it's not about how much time I accept, but rather, you should at least give me a rough estimate, right?"

"The agents who came to negotiate prices couldn't even give me a time to come, how could I possibly accept that!"

Chen Yuanzhou nodded in agreement, saying, "Indeed, after all, selling a house is to get money, so it's normal for you to have this thought."

"See, see~ that's exactly what I mean." Seeing Chen Yuanzhou agree, the landlord's attitude softened considerably: "That's why I said 125 for a loan and 120 for a lump sum payment, because a loan wouldn't be able to guarantee me the timeframe."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuanzhou immediately calculated in his mind and asked again, "If we receive the full payment within two weeks, would you accept a price of 120 million?"

"Two weeks?"

The landlord frowned and considered for a long time before asking, "Can you give me a written promise? Just talking about it won't do any good; I can't do anything about it anyway."

Written commitment…

Chen Yuanzhou suddenly felt as if Qinghu Renjia's boomerang had struck him!

That was also what he asked of Wu Shih-hao at the time.

A typical real estate agent would never make such a written promise to a client; that would be asking for trouble!

After all, it's a combination loan of commercial and housing provident fund loans, with two approvals and two disbursements. If there's even the slightest problem in any of these steps, the landlord can use the written commitment to claim compensation from you!

But Chen Yuanzhou wasn't your average agent. He looked at the landlord, smiled, and said, "I completely understand your thinking. It's not that you're unwilling to talk, nor that you have any time constraints; you just need a specific time, right?"

"Yes, yes~" the landlord laughed as well: "I really hate things that are unclear. For example, when we run a company, time is of the essence, and sometimes even being one day late is considered a breach of contract."

Following up on his words, Chen Yuanzhou asked, "If I give you a written promise, you wouldn't demand some exorbitant penalty for breach of contract, would you?"

He said with a deliberately relaxed tone and a smile, "After all, the company absolutely forbids making such promises, but I can make that promise to you personally."

"Heh~" The landlord burst out laughing: "You're just a broker, you can't afford to pay more than that. If you can really promise, then just say the penalty of 10,000 or 20,000. You're not really making a fortune off that penalty."

"To put it bluntly, all I want is a specific timeframe. If you can promise me that, I can trust that you will do this wholeheartedly."

"So you agree?" Chen Yuanzhou confirmed with him again: "A combination loan, 120 million, starting from the signing of the formal contract, the full amount will be received within two weeks."

The landlord thought about it carefully, then nodded and said, "That's acceptable, I agree."