When Chen Yiyang returned to Zhou Jianjun's van, Zhou Jianjun was already asleep in the back seat.
"Boss, you're back!" Zhou Jianjun was drowsily awakened by Chen Yiyang and then asked, "Bought the stones? Where are they, I'll load them up."
"Don't bother looking, they've all been sold."
"Ah." Zhou Jianjun just then realized it was already late.
"Let's go, head home." Chen Yiyang sat in the passenger seat, sleepy and wanting to sleep.
Back at the rental apartment. As soon as Chen Yiyang opened the door, Hans, who had been lying on the floor, immediately got up and ran to the door upon hearing the noise.
"Okay okay, good boy, stop jumping." As Chen Yiyang walked to the bedroom, he comforted Hans, who kept trying to jump into his arms.
He poured tonight's food and snacks for Hans. Chen Yiyang stripped off his clothes and took a hot shower to relieve the day's fatigue.
By then, it was already midnight.
Today's intel: I actually have a house—The tenant of unit 502 in Building 4 of Huifeng District in Guan City District, Jin City, is seeking the owner, hoping to buy the house they've been renting. In this transaction, you will receive various rewards based on your choices.
Contact details for both parties and other information are included on the second page.
What's up with this intel?
Chen Yiyang didn't expect that this time, the opportunistic find actually required him to involve himself in a transaction.
But after he finished reading the details on the second page, he understood what was going on.
Chang Zhongjun from Guan City District rented a 90-square-meter house from someone named Li Changliang nine years ago.
After paying six months' rent in cash, Chang Zhongjun lost contact with Li Changliang.
Since WeChat wasn't popular back then, they just exchanged phone numbers.
Six months later, when Chang Zhongjun tried to contact Li Changliang again to pay the rent, the phone couldn't be reached.
Since he had previously paid rent with cash, and couldn't reach Li Changliang nor pay him rent, he just kept living there.
And lived there for a whole nine years.
Until early this year, when Chang Zhongjun fell ill and passed away, his daughter, having saved up quite a bit, wanted to buy the house they've lived in for nine years.
So, am I supposed to be the middleman here?
After reading the introduction materials, Chen Yiyang thought, if he simply introduced the two parties, he'd at best get a thank-you fee, which definitely didn't meet the opportunistic find standards.
But there could be some maneuvering involved.
Chen Yiyang threw aside his phone.
Sleep first, deal with it tomorrow morning.
Next morning.
As usual, managed a breakfast and walked the dog.
Then, Chen Yiyang found the owner's phone number from the message and called Li Changliang.
"Who is it?"
"Is this Mr. Li Changliang?" Chen Yiyang asked.
"Li Changliang is my father, are you my father's relative or friend from the Mainland?" A stumbling voice came from the phone, the man wasn't very fluent in Chinese.
Turns out the person went abroad, might have emigrated already, his son isn't even fluent in Chinese, probably sent abroad right after he was born.
Chen Yiyang noted this information in his notebook.
"No, I'm from the community property management." Chen Yiyang lied.
"Which community?" The other side continued to ask.
"Jiangdong Province Jin City Guan City District Huifeng District," Chen Yiyang continued, "Our property management has recently moved into this community. Based on past records, we've found your father owns a property in this district."
"So owed a lot of property fees, right? Hold on." The man climbed upstairs with his phone, and then background sounds came through the phone.
"Dad, someone from the Mainland called asking if you have a property in Guan City District, Jin City."
"Probably do." An elderly voice sounded from the background, "I left in a hurry back then, didn't fully handle the assets over there. Some properties might have been forgotten."
Rich people can even forget the houses they bought.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yiyang suddenly felt the tens of thousands in his bank card were so insignificant, sparse, and negligible.
"Hello, is Mr. Chen still there?"
"Yes."
After confirming that his father indeed had such a property, Li Changliang's son told Chen Yiyang,
"What's the value of this property under my father's name now?"
"I'll check." Chen Yiyang opened his computer and searched the average price of the community houses. A ninety-square-meter one, about one million five hundred thousand.
It's an old community after all. Although it's not far from the city center, this price isn't bad.
Of course, due to the general economic environment in recent years, housing prices have overall declined in Jin City.
If one really wants to sell, it definitely won't reach one million five hundred thousand.
So, Chen Yiyang explained the situation to the other side.
"Then can one million sell quickly?" The other side asked.
"That's no problem. If you're willing to let go at one million, our property management can consider buying it as employee housing."
"Alright." The other nodded and then said, "Since our family no longer has any relatives in the Mainland, and I'm not familiar with my father's friends, so I'll directly contact a domestic law firm to draw up a legal sale commission letter for you."
"Help me sell the house, doesn't matter how much you sell it for, just give me one million when the time comes."
"No problem." Chen Yiyang nodded in agreement.
This deal was sure to be profitable.
That house might be difficult to sell for one million five hundred thousand, but one million is easy.
Moreover, there's already a ready buyer.
Since the other party already has a mind to buy the house, they have at least one million five hundred thousand ready on hand.
All he needs to do is act as a trustee and can earn around fifty thousand in commission.
But I can't contact Chang Zhongjun's daughter yet, I have to wait until I get the notarized commission letter.
So there's nothing to do today?
Chen Yiyang opened his phone to check if the address of the massage shop Zhang Guichen sent him was still there.
Still there.
Confirm the exact address.
Take a cab and go out.
Spend an hour to arrive downstairs at the targeted location.
The door is closed.
No problem, isn't it common knowledge that these kinds of shops have secret entrances during the day?
Found the phone number left on the Hungry Beautiful platform and called.
"Hello, I was introduced by Zhang Guichen and I'm here to spend money today." Chen Yiyang reported Brother Zhang's name.
"Sorry, Brother." The other side said, "We've been checked thoroughly these days, so we gave the girls off to rest."
Dry!
A wasted trip.
Chen Yiyang wanted to turn around and leave when he noticed another massage shop open not far away.
Thinking since he's already here, Chen Yiyang went inside.
"Hello sir." Two beautifully dressed women came out to greet him.
"What's the price for your most expensive package?" Chen Yiyang asked.
"1298, sir."
"Just get this." Chen Yiyang thought, for such a high price, there must be some extra program.
Then.
An hour and a half later.
Material rip-off, I hope you go bankrupt soon!
Chen Yiyang walked out the door indignantly.
However, after the massage, his body felt much more comfortable, and his muscles seemed active.
Chen Yiyang simply went home, took Hans out, and went to a less crowded place. He rode a bicycle while leading Hans to run several laps.
Midnight.
Today's information, a truckload of neglected watermelon: Farmer Zhang Fu received an order and hauled a truckload of watermelons from Shuihe Village to Jin City. But the buyer refused to accept the goods because the watermelon quality did not meet the requirements. Now Zhang Fu is worried about how to sell the whole truck.
You can buy the truckload of watermelon for less than two thousand yuan and resell it to Linghui Juice Factory to easily profit.
Zhang Fu's phone number and his current location and Linghui Juice Factory's contact information are attached to the second page.
Such an opportunity.
Chen Yiyang was a bit stunned when he saw today's information.
He had relatives who sold fruit.
He knew very well how much a truckload of watermelons was worth.
In this season, a truckload of poor-quality watermelons would be worth at most five thousand bucks.
And it takes so much effort to grow a truckload of watermelons.
Better check the situation.
Chen Yiyang wasn't very sleepy at the moment, he took a look at the location of Zhang Fu attached on the second page, got dressed, and went to bring Hans again.
"Woof." Seeing Chen Yiyang about to go out again, Hans barked once and went back to his cage, locking himself inside.
In the morning, Chen Yiyang took him out for a walk, and at night it was again for all night.
Now that it's midnight, Chen Yiyang was going out again.
Heavens, which good person walks their dog like this?
Even large dogs have limited energy!
"Hans, be good. Brother will take you out to eat something nice."
Chen Yiyang thought, he's going out now, he needs to find a reason.
Leading a dog out, he could say he's just walking the dog if he encounters someone.
Such a good excuse.
Otherwise, strolling alone on the street in the middle of the night, people might think he's looking for an unsavory massage shop.
So he forcefully opened the dog cage and dragged Hans out, attaching the leash.
Where Zhang Fu was at this time, wasn't far from Chen Yiyang's rented house.
Chen Yiyang led Hans with small steps, and soon saw a trailer parked by the roadside.
A middle-aged man wearing a military coat was curled up beside the trailer's cargo compartment, with watermelon written at his feet and the words two yuan twenty cents a kilo.
"Why sell watermelons this season?"
Chen Yiyang, pretending to be a passerby walking his dog, curiously asked.
"Got scammed." The truck owner Zhang Fu hurriedly opened his eyes to speak when he saw someone approach,
"An old customer said he wanted to buy a truckload of watermelons. I told him the sunshine wasn't good this year, and the watermelon quality is a bit poor. Moreover, the watermelons haven't fully ripened this season. Are you sure you want me to pick them up?
It turned out that when we arrived at the place, he didn't want it anymore. If I haul this load back, I can't plow it back into the ground; I can only sell as much as possible before rotting. I'm not hoping to break even on the watermelons, but I definitely need to cover my car rental and fuel costs."
Zhang Fu didn't know if he was venting. Seeing Chen Yiyang willing to talk, he spilled a bunch of stuff all at once.
"The sunshine wasn't good this year, huh?" Chen Yiyang asked.
"Yeah, heaven wasn't kind this year. I can't do anything about it." Zhang Fu sighed along, "Originally, picking the watermelons a bit later would've been much better, but now this happened."