"Ding, congratulations Host, your cumulative income is 1.52 million. Would you like to activate the random multiplier?"
After the May Day holiday, he had not activated the random multiplier again.
Accumulating over twenty days, the East Street Second Store once again recharged nearly three million.
And his income was also overflowing.
At this rate of income, if he just got a seven-fold multiplier, he could directly buy that small villa in full.
Living in a house with a backyard in Beijing was something he couldn't even imagine before.
"Activate."
Two golden dice reappeared.
The first one wobbled and stopped on three.
The second one was also a three.
[Congratulations Host, you have received a random six-fold increase.]
[Ding, 9.12 million has been credited to your Alipay account. Your balance is 13.5 million.]
Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!
Before, he had seven million. After paying the three million he owed for the TV series investment, he only had four million left.
Just as he was thinking that he only needed to wait a few more days to gather the full amount for the small villa, the phone rang.
It was the female real estate sales agent, a very pretty girl.
"Hello, Chen Ge."
"What's up?"
"Are you still sure you want that small villa? Two people came to see it again today and both liked it very much. If you're not sure, I can only sell it to them."
A trick, definitely a trick.
Although he knew at a glance that this was a common sales tactic, he was still a bit nervous.
Mainly because he really liked that small villa.
Besides, housing prices have genuinely risen fast in the past two years, and everyone buys when prices are rising, not falling.
In this situation, there's really no trouble selling houses.
Chen Pingsheng drove his porsche panamera to the agency.
Sales agents who can sell villas in Beijing can earn over a million if they sell two or three sets a year.
They are definitely high-income earners.
This girl herself drove a BMW Z4, paired with her oval face, long legs, and ample bust.
She was quite stunning.
"Chen Ge, you won't find a second set of this house in the entire Beixinan area. If the owner wasn't in a hurry to go abroad, he wouldn't be selling it so quickly."
As soon as he arrived, Zhang Yan took him to view the house.
"Chen Ge, frankly speaking, there's nothing to discuss about the price of this house, but everything else is negotiable."
What does that mean? Besides the price, what else is there to discuss about this house?
Chen Pingsheng did remember some rumors he had heard.
"If I pay in full today, can you also provide a one-time service?"
Zhang Yan's face turned red. Although it was true, saying it so directly felt like something was missing.
"Chen Ge, please don't tease Xiao Mei. A Big Boss like you can get any woman you want. If you really fancy Xiao Mei, I'll treat you to a meal alone another day. I still need to meet my performance targets right now."
Her chest was so big.
As Zhang Yan spoke, she almost pressed her chest entirely against him.
In their sales jargon, this was the final kick before sealing the deal.
If it succeeded, she could earn at least 300,000.
This was similar to some luxury car salespeople; to seal this final deal, having meals with clients was completely normal.
Chen Pingsheng quietly moved away from her. This was the meaning of making money.
Someone like Zhang Yan, dressed fashionably, beautiful, and wealthy.
She was the goddess of who knows how many people, and back in her village, she would definitely be the envy of everyone.
Now, to sell a house, she was even willing to proactively offer a one-time service.
He felt that if there was a first time, there would be a second time.
Chen Pingsheng called Song Yanxi, not because he wanted to help her, but mainly because he genuinely liked this small villa.
It was better to settle it early.
"Yanzi, I'm not the kind of person you think I am. I really like this house, and I'm just a little short on money now. If you can find a way to lower the price a bit more, I'll pay in full immediately."
"Chen Ge, you know the housing prices outside, they change every day. Here, let alone lowering the price, it would be good if it doesn't rise in a few more days."
Zhang Yan had also seen her share of big waves. She certainly didn't mind having friendly 'bubbles' with clients for a commission of several hundred thousand.
It was nothing more than closing her eyes and opening them again.
Taking off clothes quickly, pulling down pants slowly, and doing a little dance to make the client happy.
Once the money was in hand, she would be someone else's goddess back in the village.
Song Yanxi came over. This small villa was entirely designed with French architecture.
Passing through the entrance door, directly opposite was a reception area.
The entire living room was very spacious, with side windows looking out onto some ornamental trees.
To the north was a Western-style island counter, followed by a super large Chinese dining room.
The entire interior was designed very beautifully.
The dining room also had a high ceiling, instantly elevating its prestige.
Outside the dining room was a large terrace, where you could cool off and enjoy the view in the summer.
It could be said to be very enjoyable.
If there was one drawback, it might be the high price.
Fifteen million, definitely beyond the reach of most people.
"Wife, if you really like this house, I want to take it down today."
"So fast?"
"Isn't your birthday in a couple of days? This house will be your birthday gift."
Since the price couldn't be lowered, those so-called one-time services were completely unnecessary.
Chen Pingsheng wanted to give his wife and child an explanation, and coincidentally, her birthday was in a few days.
Her twenty-sixth birthday.
Song Yanxi was both moved and awkward. She pulled him aside and quietly asked, "What's going on with you? This place costs fifteen million. Can you really come up with that much money?"
"Still a little short."
"How much is 'a little short'?"
"About two million."
"What? You're only short two million?"
Doesn't that mean he can come up with thirteen million?
Song Yanxi couldn't believe it. When did her Husband have so much private money?
Why didn't she know?
"To be precise, I'm short 1.5 million. I plan to transfer two million from the fruit store account first and return it in a few days."
He needed to tell Zhang Tao and Liu Jing about this beforehand.
Given their relationship, knowing he needed it to buy a house, they definitely wouldn't object.
Song Yanxi was truly shocked by him this time.
Chen Pingsheng took Zhang Yan to sign the contract. The house would be under both his and his wife's names.
After paying the fifteen million, a huge weight was lifted from his heart.
After six years in Beijing, he finally had a real home of his own.
He wasn't the only one happy; Song Yanxi was clearly even happier.
She was even standing in every corner of the house taking photos.
Then she edited the pictures and posted them on her Moments.
The caption was 'My Husband's twenty-sixth birthday gift to me, a home.'
Thank you Husband, I love you Husband.
Below were the nine-grid pictures.
There was the house's high-end kitchen, the prestigious dining room, the large terrace, the independent children's room on the second floor, and the walk-in closet.
And the favorite part of the small villa, the backyard.
You could cool off and have barbecues there, everything was available.
The more he looked at this house, the more he liked it.