Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely-Chapter 77 - Won’t You Come Up and Sit for a While

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Won’t You Come Up and Sit for a While?

Chapter 77 -77: Won’t You Come Up and Sit for a While?

“This side is the master bedroom, and next to it I had originally planned to make into a study.”

The former house owner Li Bo was leading Chen Cheng and Tong Jialu around the 190-square-meter house as he said:

“You two can consider making it into a baby room in the future, which would also be a great choice.”

When Tong Jialu heard him say that, knowing it was impossible, she still secretly felt happy.

At least at this moment, the woman by Chen Cheng’s side was only her.

Chen Cheng, however, noticed the phone he was holding in his hand, with a transparent case containing a one-hundred-dollar bill.

The man looked like most of the old pros who had spent a good part of their lives in this industry, with a thin suit and a shirt not buttoned at the very top, giving off the vibe of a gourmand uncle at a glance.

“Mr.

Li, is the house noisier on the north side?” Chen Cheng asked.

Li Bo did not hide it, nodding, “North side is Yaojiayuan Road, it will be a bit noisy.”

Chen Cheng was generally very satisfied with the house.

“Mr.

Li’s house also includes a spot in the underground garage,” the agent added: “This kind of configuration is rare in this property.”

Li Bo said smilingly, “When I bought it, I was thinking about convenience.

Had I not been transferred to the ‘Magic City,’ I wouldn’t have wanted to sell it.”

He sized up the two young people in front of him again- those who could afford to buy a house at such a young age either came from a wealthy family or had their own lucrative business.

Out of professional curiosity, Li Bo asked, “Mr.

Chen, may I ask you a personal question?”

“Go ahead.”

“I feel we’re in the same line of work,” Li Bo said.

Chen Cheng smiled, “I used to work in Quant.”

“Ha ha ha, I knew I wasn’t wrong,” Li Bo nodded with satisfaction, “I started out in Quant too, then later switched to FOF.”

“Truly peers, then.”

Chen Cheng humbly replied: “Then you are my senior.”

“Eh, in this field, it’s all about being quick-witted.

Being older doesn’t offer much advantage.” Li Bo was equally modest, “There has been a big wave of people transitioning out of Quant in recent years.”

Chen Cheng nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the two were getting along well, the agent took the opportunity to interject: “Since you two hit it off so well, are you still satisfied with the house, Mr.

Chen?”

“The house is fine, but can we negotiate the price?” Chen Cheng turned to Li Bo.

Li Bo seemed to have anticipated Chen Cheng’s intention, as buying a house is a major event and certainly one would want to save where possible.

“Give me an offer.”

Chen Cheng thought for a moment, “1800.”

Li Bo gestured, “Add a bit.

1888, for good luck.”

The average transaction price in Palm Springs over the past three months had been around 100,000 per square meter.

Mr.

Li’s house was listed for only 19 million, so he really hadn’t asked for much more.

Chen Cheng laughed heartily, “Mr.

Li is generous, and I am happy to oblige.

1888, we have a deal.”

The two shook hands.

Chen Cheng said, “I’ll pay you a deposit of 100 thousand first, and within seven days, we’ll sign the contract.

Is that okay?”

Based on his current capital pool of nearly 33 million, it would only take a week’s time for the interest generated by compound interest to reach nearly 13.6 million.

By then, adding the insignificant 5 million, Chen Cheng would be able to secure his first house in life.

And this, too, was the reason why Chen Cheng did not want to take out a loan.

As long as he had enough time, he could buy anything he wanted.

“Alright, no problem,” Li Bo agreed cheerfully.

Chen Cheng gave Tong Jialu a look, and she immediately took out a tablet and switched to the transfer interface.

“Sir, just input your account and bank,” she said.

Li Bo suddenly realized that the well-dressed and lovely looking young girl in front of him wasn’t the lady of the house.

Instead, she was more like Chen Cheng’s personal assistant.

“No problem.”

Li Bo entered the recipient account, and Tong Jialu helped Chen Cheng complete the transfer.

Afterward, Chen Cheng got the receipt, and that matter was settled.

The two shook hands and exchanged pleasantries before leaving the multimillion-dollar luxury home.

Back in the car, Chen Cheng looked at Tong Jialu beside him and asked, “Where do you want to go?

I’ll drive you there.”

“Let’s go home,” Tong Jialu said with a smile.

“I finally have a day off, and I want to catch up on some dramas and order takeout for the whole day.”

“Jinmao Mansion, Xiao Hai.”

The Rolls-Royce started again, headed towards Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu’s home.

…

About forty minutes later, Chen Cheng once again dropped Tong Jialu at the entrance of Jinmao Mansion.

However, this time, things were different from the last time.

Just as Tong Jialu was about to get out of the car, she turned and asked, “Brother Cheng, would you like to come up for a bit?”

Chen Cheng was actually surprised by Tong Jialu’s invitation, but he was also curious about what the two sisters’ living situation was like.

He asked with a smile, “Is your cousin off work today too?”

“No, she’s at work.”

“Wouldn’t it be a little inconvenient?”

“It’s okay, come up for a cup of coffee!

I just bought some beans from Rosalind’s, they’re really fragrant.”

Chen Cheng nodded.

Tong Jialu instructed Chen Donghai, “Brother Hai, drive into the parking garage ahead and turn right.”

Xia Tong’s place, in terms of price and size, was not much different from the Palm Springs home that Chen Cheng was about to buy.

When Chen Cheng arrived at the door, the pink cat-scratch doormat did give off a sense of childlike fun.

“This was your choice, wasn’t it?” he asked, standing behind Tong Jialu.

Tong Jialu unlocked the fingerprint lock, nodded, and said, “My cousin thinks it’s childish, but I find it pretty nice.”

She invited him in, “Brother Cheng, please come inside.”

“Do I need to change shoes?”

“No need,” Tong Jialu took off her high heels, “We don’t have men’s slippers at home, and no shoe covers either.”

Chen Cheng followed her in.

He immediately noticed the unmistakably materialistic atmosphere inside.

The most conspicuous part of the living room was a wall filled with designer bags — LV, GUCCI, Hermes, Chanel, and others, giving Chen Cheng the illusion of walking through a luxury goods store.

By the TV wall, a line of Bearbrick be@rbricks co-branded with various names stood.

Everything from Disney, Marvel, Sanrio, the first machine EVA, Star Wars, you name it.

Their value was no less than that wall of designer bags.

Tong Jialu turned on the TV for Chen Cheng, then said, “Brother Cheng, take a seat for a while, I’m going to change clothes.”

Chen Cheng naturally seated himself on the Fendi sofa while watching her head to her bedroom.

“She’s raking it in,” he thought to himself.

Around ten minutes later, Tong Jialu emerged from her room.

She wore only a white shirt, draped loosely to reveal one shoulder.

Her two glaringly white legs, in slippers, tapped against the marble floor making a tap-tap sound.

Tong Jialu walked to the breakfast bar, took out the coffee beans, and asked, “Brother Cheng, do you want Americano or latte?”

“Americano,” Chen Cheng replied.

“Alright.”

Tong Jialu put the beans in the coffee machine, then called out to Chen Cheng again, “Do you want something to eat?

I bought a lot of snacks.”

Chen Cheng turned his head to look at her, not far away.

Her loose hair, sweet smile, and the cute pose with both hands on the bar, indeed made him eager to bite.

“Aren’t you on a diet?” he asked, crossing his legs, “And you’re still eating snacks?”