solarly

The next day, it was not yet light out.

The next day, before dawn, Wendell woke up early, as usual. Because he was afraid that the other three guys in the dormitory would see something, Wendell didn't go into his head to receive training this night.

Sharc snored too loudly in his sleep, Dani grinded his teeth, and only Cole slept honestly, but Wendell saw him pick up a book from his bed within two hours before he fell asleep, writing and drawing on it, not knowing what he was working on.

What made it even more helpless was the electric fan hanging from the ceiling.

The fan was not blowing much, but the sound was comparable to that of a helicopter.

Under such circumstances, not to mention training, it was already a great luxury to be able to sleep in peace. Fortunately, Wendell had long been trained to force himself to fall asleep in the shortest possible time under any circumstances. 1 had to know that as an agent, one could be exposed at any time, and escaping was just as important as carrying out a mission. In the process of escaping, it is inevitable that one will get tired, and at this time, it becomes very important to rest at all times.

This item, too, was in Wendell's training plan and, by the time he practiced the second set of moves, he had already mastered this skill.

However, this also made Wendell more determined to buy a house, not for any other reason, just to be able to sleep soundly, all must buy a house.

Since there was no cla_s in the morning, Wendell used this time to meet the owner of the villa, Mr. Lance.

After having a haphazard breakfast, Wendell drove to the place where they had agreed to meet.

Mr. Lance was a middle-aged man in his early fifties, with a Springs face and a somewhat unsmiling appearance.

Wendell talked to him calmly and only then did he learn that Mr. Lance was a stock speculation enthusiast and that his son and daughter were both in Rice and had both started their own families. The old couple could not leave their children and they both missed their parents so much that they encouraged them to emigrate.

Wendell couldn't help but be interested and asked, "Mr. Lance is speculating in stocks? Aren't those stocks extremely risky?"

For these financial matters, Wendell did not know much now, although he studied economics and management and was considered to be in the economics department, but after all, he had just started university and had never been exposed to this aspect.

What surprised him was that, listening to Mr. Lance's introduction, it seemed as if the other party did not seem to do anything other than speculating in stocks, and if he did not make money, I was afraid that Mr. Lance would have starved to death long ago.

It was just that stocks were too risky, something Wendell had heard about long ago, which was why he was amazed that in the midst of such great risks, Mr. Lance could still work for decades, which had to make him admire him.

Mr. Lance laughed and said, "High risk, but also high reward, this villa of mine, but I earned it from speculating in stocks!"

"So impressive?" Wendell was stunned, there were not a few people who could get rich by speculating in stocks, but most of those were short term investments, or those with inside information, I guess Mr. Lance also belonged to this category.

The two of them chatted for a few more minutes, then Mr. Lance said, "Little friend Silva, it's rare that we are so kind, how about this, the price of the villa can be lowered some more, even if it's 17.5 million, in addition, besides the villa, I also have two storefronts, which have not been transferred out yet, if you still have the ability, can you eat them together? "

Wendell smiled faintly, but did not reply in a hurry. In his heart, however, he was secretly sighing, no wonder this Mr. Lance had let go of the price of half a million in one breath, so, he also wanted him to eat his storefronts down as well.

After deliberating for a moment, Wendell asked, "I wonder where Mr. Lance's facade is?"

"On TamiFaran Road!" Mr. Lance smiled, "It's true that it's a bit desolate over there now, and the location of the facade is not very good, but I believe that in a few years, it will definitely be able to develop, Granola's development speed is the fastest in the country."

Wendell smiled and nodded his head, but in his heart he was secretly calculating.

TamiFaran Road, already considered a suburb, was still being developed there, but Wendell was not too sure about the future development.

He had wanted to call and ask his second uncle, but thinking that this would make him make a mistake, and that it was not too good after all for his own personal matters, he gave up on this intention.

Seeming to see Wendell's hesitation, Mr. Lance laughed and said, "Little friend Silva, how about this, we can go and have a look on the ground and then it's not too late for little friend to make a decision."

Wendell nodded his head at once and said, "Good."

Only when he really arrived at TamiFaran Road did Wendell realise what Mr Lance meant by ‘desolate'. The place was now a wasteland everywhere, with only the lone two office buildings being started and not yet fully built. Looking around, it must be at least a few dozen kilometres away to be populated.

Wendell couldn't help but laugh, "Mr Lance, this place is not just desolate, it can simply be called a poor countryside."

Mr. Lance laughed and said, "This is exactly why I brought young friend to see it, only after seeing it on the ground can I make the right decision, I don't want young friend to secretly curse me twice every time he sees these two storefronts when the deal is done."

Wendell couldn't help but smile along with him, and in his heart, he had more or less a good feeling towards Mr. Lance; at least, this was a real person.

"Actually, I won't hide it from you, the reason why I bought these two storefronts in the first place was also for stock speculation." Mr. Lance shook his head, "Little friend, at such a young age, has such a family business, so it's obviously quite extraordinary, so even if I don't say anything, little friend can definitely know through other channels."

Wendell was slightly surprised, "Buying a facade is for speculation?"

"Yes." Mr. Lance nodded emotionally, "In fact, this is a kind of money-spinning tactic in the stock market, using a shell company to go public and then come to circle money. It's just that recently there have been stricter investigations, so this method doesn't work anymore for people without a big background. The developer who developed these two office buildings actually doesn't have a big background either, so naturally there is no way to use a shell company to go public like before, so they developed these two office buildings symbolically and then used their connections to toss the company to go public again."

"By buying these two storefronts, I am actually equating it to an entry ticket to participate in their game." Lance added.

Wendell was somewhat puzzled, he suddenly realized that those skills he possessed were simply unmentionable in front of these treacherous people. It was enough for people to make themselves dizzy just by playing a slight trick!

In fact, Wendell was being presumptuous, no matter which of those special skills he released at random, it would be enough to blow the world away, especially those future mechanical and weapon knowledge, that was simply priceless.

These people who are playing with shell companies to go public are just relying on their family backgrounds to make some money, they are not even comparable to Wendell!

If Wendell wanted to make money, not to mention anything else, he only had to let out a word and countless people would come up to give him money, why would he need to play such tricks to circle money?

The only thing is that Wendell never thought of relying on his family's power, so he didn't turn around.

Although he sighed in his heart, Wendell also understood one thing, the price of these two storefronts would definitely not be very high.

As expected, he heard Mr. Lance say, "Little friend, it is estimated that within a year or two, this place will not be developed, so these two storefronts, if you are willing, will be transferred to you at the original price."

Wendell rose in silence, this kind of investment, he had to think it over.

A moment later, Wendell nodded slightly and said, "OK, these two storefronts, I'll take them."

Mr. Lance was immediately overjoyed, shook Wendell's hand and said, "Little friend, then we can consider it a deal!"

"Deal!" Wendell said with a smile.

These two storefronts might not be of much use to Wendell now, but, as this area developed, it was inevitable that these two storefronts would appreciate in value. Moreover, Wendell now had a vague intention that he might use these two storefronts in the future. Although this intention could only be considered an immature plan, he believed that in two years' time at most, these two storefronts would definitely create value for him.

A villa and two storefronts would cost a total of more than $24 million, a figure that once again staggered Wendell. In fact, although the two storefronts were very large, with over 400 square feet, they were very cheap in terms of price, after all, Mr Lance had given them to him at the original price, which was only over six thousand per square foot, a price which, even in some second-tier cities, was considered cheap.

What really hurt Wendell was the tax he had to pay at the time of transfer, he had to pay more than two million in taxes, and if he hadn't been constantly comforting himself in his mind, he could almost have cursed.

2 million dollars, a figure he wouldn't have thought of in the past, and now he was paying it as tax!

Some formalities like the transfer agreement were not too complicated, Wendell signed a few documents and settled the money in full, and he became the second owner of a villa and two storefronts.

PS: In reality if the house pa_ses, it won't be so easy, so don't link it to reality, people. Also, Springs web, all other sites, please.

When the house finally arrived, both Mr. Lance and Wendell could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Mr. Lance was relieved because the house had finally been sold and he could then emigrate without worry. Wendell, on the other hand, was relieved because the money had finally been spent.

For him, the most painful part was the moment he paid for it, whereas after he paid for it, he didn't feel that way anymore.

Because Wendell was already a spontaneous person, no matter how painful it was, the money had already been spent, so why think about it any more?

The duo then went to the property company and doned the final handover procedure, and then Mr Lance had nothing to do with the villa at all!

After handing over all the keys to Wendell, Mr. Lance said goodbye and left.

Wendell was a little excited in his heart as he played with the bunch of keys, a villa, two storefronts, ah. The moment he thought about them, he had a feeling like he was in a dream.

Just a year ago, he was still living in a slum area of less than 40 square metres, but now he had become the owner of a villa.

It was too late to feel too much emotion, and Wendell was the first to think of giving Helen and Tami a good news report, but it turned out that both of their mobile phones were turned off.

"In cla_s again……" Wendell shook his head helplessly and could only hide this joy in his heart first.

But soon, Wendell couldn't smile again, because now he had to face a problem – he was running out of money!

To be continued....