"Deal!" Feng Fei cut off the landlord. His target price had been around thirty-five thousand per square meter anyway. This was a place on East Third Ring Road—nearby properties went for sixty thousand, even sixty-five thousand per square meter. The Feng Family was not short on money, but savings were savings, and profit was profit.
Ever since entering the apartment, Feng Yang had stood silently to one side, watching his older brother discuss the documents needed to complete the paperwork with the landlord. He watched as the landlord asked whether his brother had a Beijing household registration and whether he had paid enough individual income tax or social security.
Feng Fei froze, then turned to Feng Yang. "How about we wait another half month?" He had not expected their apartment hunt to go so smoothly. They had settled everything in a single day. But Feng Yang would have to wait until university registration before he could transfer his household registration into X University's collective account.
Feng Yang frowned. "What a hassle."
In his previous life, Feng Yang had lived in seclusion with vengeful ghosts for twenty years. The clients he encountered had all voluntarily offered houses and cars to save their lives. Those people were wealthy and well-connected, so naturally, when giving gifts, they handled all the paperwork perfectly. Feng Yang had never needed to worry about it. He had even forgotten about purchase restrictions.
Seeing this, the landlord grew anxious. Afraid that the cooked duck would fly away, he immediately said, "How about you pay a deposit first? I'll hold the apartment for you."
"No need to make it so troublesome." Feng Yang took out his phone and called Yin Li. Didn't Second Uncle Yin like repaying kindness? Then Feng Yang would give Yin Zhengyi an opportunity. He could