"It's not all your money? Why are you polite to me? Anyway, you didn't want a penny for the royalties of "Soldier Assault", and there's nothing wrong with taking it back now." Rogo shook his head indifferently, and then he realized it randomly. The focus of the other party's words just now was not that the boy suddenly wanted to use money, but that he bought a house. In a big surprise, the fat man couldn't help but stand up: "You bought a house? Why did you suddenly think about what you wanted to buy a house? Where did you buy it? How much? Is the location good? I said you have discussed it with your aunt, and just made the decision to buy it yourself. See if the old man won't teach you a lesson after he returns!"

Because it was very unexpected, Rogo asked a lot of questions without breathing. Until Yang Yi looked at him speechlessly, he sat down with awkward smile: "Isn't this too unexpected? Tell me quickly, why did you suddenly think of buying a house? I'm tired of living in the office at the headquarters?"

"It's not that there is a bad taste here, but when I came back last time, I found that the staff had left for the first time. It was very quiet and it smelled like a horror movie." Yang Yi shrugged and pointed to his head: "Especially on the floor of my office, there was a little movement in the middle of the night, and it felt like something was noisy."

"Tsk, what are you? Feeling like a big man, are you afraid of staying alone?" Rogo looked over disdainfully, his face full of contempt: "Besides, when the renovation was made, the rest room in your office had been specially soundproofed. You can't hear anything outside, okay?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's that girl Su Wan living alone. I think she's a little uncomfortable." Yang Yi was not worried about the other party's random thoughts. He explained directly: "When I came back that time, I saw that the whole building was still on in her studio. I knocked on the door and found that the girl was still locked. The lights in the studio outside were also on. You said, in this case, can I still let the girl Wan continue to live here? I didn't have a rest time to rush to draw for Yangyi Culture every day, and I felt very sorry for her, and she was worried every night. I felt unhappy."

"That's it..."

Rogo murmured, then nodded: "Then you should buy a house... Alas! No, she lives in a scared place. What house are you selling? Are you?"

As he was talking, Mr. Fat was so excited that his eyes were lit up because of gossip, just like a colonist who discovered something new continent: "Haha, this is the number one news from our Yangyi Culture. No, no, I want to announce it. All employees will congratulate you on moving to your new home. But then again, is it considered illegal for you to live together like this?"

As he was talking, Fat began to concentrate on thinking, as if this question really existed and how important it was.

"Don't joke, I've said that there are two things, and there is one." Yang Yi waved his hand weakly. Although he knew that he would definitely make this guy excited when he told the matter, but at this time, the boy still felt speechless and wanted to beat the fat man up.

"Okay. You say, I'll arrange the congratulations. You must not worry." As Yang Yi expected, Rogo did not react to the young man's use of the company's book funds at all. He had any unhappy reactions. He invested all the money and was no longer as a formal enterprise. Now that he wanted to take it back to buy a house, Rogo naturally had nothing to say.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you." Yang Yi glared at the other party speechlessly, then knocked on the desk seriously: "Brother Luo, look, in addition to his own house, I also want to buy a few more units to stock up. What's this idea?"

This time, beyond Yang Yi's surprise, Rogo did not say anything about you being crazy. Why are you buying so many houses by yourself? Do you plan to change a house every day and reincarnate every week? Instead, he looked at him unexpectedly, and then hesitated and asked: "Where did you hear about the limelight?"

"What's the limelight? What's the matter?" Yang Yi frowned and puzzled.

After Rogo stared at him for a while, he saw that the boy's face was not dead and pretended to be fake, and he was surprised: "My uncle is in the Department of Housing and Urban-Rural Development of Jiangbei Province. Are you very clear about this matter?"

"It's so clear, as it is until my own family." Yang blinked and looked over.

"That's fine, so you should also know that they are the first to know about the country's housing and construction policy, right?"

Yang Yi sighed helplessly: "Although I do not know more about some things in the system than I do about you, brother, but don't talk nonsense about such basic issues."

Rogo didn't think it was offended, but nodded: "So my uncle told some relatives who had spare money last time that the country might want to drive the real estate market so that we can consider investing in it if we have the conditions. So when I heard you say you should buy a few more units and hoard them, I felt something was wrong. You said that you are a child, how could you be earlier than my uncle until the news? But the fact now is that you not only want to buy a house for your own use, but also plan to invest in it? I said Xiaoyi, are you a thing of the innate gossip of the Ziwei Doushu Zhouyi fortune-telling thing? If you really know this, hurry up and calculate whether I can become the richest man in China in the future?"

Yang Yi was speechless.

Then he pretended to pinch three fingers, and chanted the most: "Does it out, Brother Luo, you will gradually suffer from the problem of bronchitis and will not be cured for life."

"Breast inflammation?" Fatty always looked at the boy suspiciously: "My respiratory tract has always been pretty good, and I rarely smoke. Now you, Sister Viain, are planning to have a child, so you even quit drinking. How could you be bronchitis...Breast, your wife is so strict with her? You guy is really unable to spit out ivory!"

"Then are you still talking nonsense?" Although Yang Yi looked like I was too lazy to pay attention to you, he might not be secretly shocked. When talking about the people he is most familiar with, his mother Yang Min may not be able to rank first, except for Su Wan. However, this fat man knows him very well. Perhaps he has too many charlatans, and his long-term vision is also a little better. That's why the other party said this.

After thinking about it, I felt that although I needed to pay attention to it in the future, it was not a serious problem after all. Yang Yi brought the topic aside: "Okay. No nonsense, then to say so, Brother Luo, do you agree to me hoarding houses?"

"I agree, but you have taken away all the money on the company's books. What should I do to maintain normal operation?" Rogo glanced at him angrily.

Seeing that Rogo was finally speechless, Yang Yi smirked: "Just just kidding, am I really going to hoard houses? If I have this idea, why do I open Yangyi culture? Just find venture capital and sell it, and then focus on real estate speculation. Actually, what I mean is. Can we set up another Yangyi Investment, and then go to the bank to apply for some loans and use these loans to buy commercial housing."

"Well? You can consider this idea, but just for those houses that don't know how much it will appreciate in the future, you have also set up an investment department. Isn't it a bit too much?" Rogo's eyes lit up and hesitated, asking randomly: "And when will those houses be disposed of? Used to recover funds is also a question. These are all done by professionals."

Yang Yi smiled faintly: "Expert? Am I an expert? Since I decided to hoard commercial housing, I must have thought of a future opportunity. I don't have to sell the house. When these properties appreciate in the future, they can be used to reward senior employees or professional managers of the company, and there is no need for options from listed companies to be better?"

"Hey. This is an idea." Rogo couldn't help but nodded: "But if it was used as a reward, then commercial housing of all levels would need to be purchased. In this way, the total amount of funds needed to be used is a bit large, right? I don't think it's appropriate to borrow from the bank alone. Besides, if the bank supervision personnel noticed that we used these loans to invest in this way, would it cause bad discussions?"

"If you want to treat Yangyi Investment as a formal business group or a large business department, then it is definitely inappropriate to do so. But if you think about it yourself, you can get a house that is hundreds of thousands or million per unit now, and it is likely to become a house that is several million per unit in the future as a reward. Then you must be a person who has made outstanding contributions to the company, or a senior executive like Ye Chuan and Qiu Yuan, so the total hoarding volume does not require too much. It is enough to have about 10 or 20 units. If it is based on the price of two-bedroom apartments in my community, then it is only six million, even a three-bedroom apartment is only ** million, which we can afford. In addition, we two bosses can buy a few units each for appreciation."

"You guys are very good at making a plan. Hey, wait a minute, your community has a two-bedroom apartment of six million, which means a two-bedroom apartment costs more than 300,000 yuan? What community is so expensive? The community you Sister Wei'an took me to see before, and the three-bedroom apartment inside is only about 350,000 yuan."

"In the water, I wonder if you have heard of Brother Luo? Just walk along the Huangpu River to the city center. Just approach the Bund. You can see the Oriental Pearl Tower at a glance in the community, and they are both five-story high and multi-story, not the high-rise that is popular now, and the environment is very good." Yang Yi explained patiently. He was looking for a suitable house until Rogo and Wei'an. Although the two held their wedding in Yuezhou and had new houses renovated there, it seems that Yangyi Culture is going to take root in the Magic City, so they have to buy a new house here.

"Damn!" After hearing this introduction, the fat president, who always claims to be a cultural Confucian businessman, finally couldn't help but swear: "You have to make a small letter, the Yangtze River pushes the previous waves, and the previous waves die on the beach, faster than me and your sister Wei'an! No, if there is nothing to do in the afternoon, take me to the community for inspection. If the environment is really good, we will live in the opposite door."

“…”

The boy was speechless.

...

It was rare for both of them to have time in the afternoon, so Yang Yizhen and Rogo returned to the Zaishifang community again.

Seeing Yang Yi fulfilling the agreement in advance, Ma Xiaoming smiled and said, "The flowers were coming." He hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

In sharp contrast, the two sales ladies were almost ruthless in public.

After a while, Rogo finally decided that Yang Yi's suggestion to invest in real estate was indeed feasible.
Chapter completed!