Smart people are everywhere. Mr. Guo's deduction was both correct and reasonable; the only question was whether he could hold on.

There is often a huge gap between ideals and reality. People must first solve the problems right in front of them. If he couldn't resolve his current debt problems, thinking too far ahead would be pointless.

If he couldn't hold on, it would have nothing to do with him, even if the Vietnamese yellow rosewood appreciated to ten million per ton in the future.

"I'm very curious, how many tons of Vietnamese yellow rosewood did you and your brother buy in Vietnam?" Yi Anguo asked inquisitively.

"Not that much, only about five hundred tons. It cost us five hundred million RMB."

"Five hundred tons?" Yi Anguo couldn't help but exclaim.

"That can't be right! I remember seeing a report in the newspaper. The total amount of Vietnamese yellow rosewood imported last year and this year shouldn't exceed 500 tons, right?"

"And isn't the highest market price only around seven hundred thousand per ton?"

"You bought it directly from the source in Vietnam, so the price should have been cheaper. How did you end up spending more? That's nearly one million per ton!"

"The figures in the newspapers are official data, so they're definitely not very accurate. Besides the legitimate channels, a lot of it enters the domestic market through smuggling," Mr. Guo, the owner, explained.

"As for you saying the price is at most over seven hundred thousand per ton, that's even more baseless. The wood that sells for over seven hundred thousand per ton is the worst of the small timber, probably only as thick as an arm. It can only be used to make things like bracelets, prayer beads, and other small crafts."

"Genuine Vietnamese yellow rosewood that can be used for furniture costs nearly one million per ton. The best large planks, at their most expensive last year, sold for over 2.6 million per ton."

"You know about Hainan yellow rosewood, right? At its peak last year, it sold for over eight million per ton."

"So what's your plan now? Even if you sell these two villas, will you be able to make it through?" Yi Anguo asked.

"Even if I don't bargain, you'll get one hundred million at most for these two villas. Do you really think fifty million per villa is your rock-bottom price?"

"The key is that while five hundred tons of Vietnamese yellow rosewood is very valuable, you can't use it as collateral for a bank loan, can you? Your factory is already mortgaged to the bank. If you can't make the repayments on time, you won't even be able to keep the factory."

"On top of that, you still owe a lot of private loans. The interest on those must be very high, right?"

The owner, Mr. Guo, felt helpless. Everything Yi Anguo said was true, but what could he do? If he had any other options, he wouldn't be in such a rush to sell the villas.

He had already borrowed from everyone he could. How could he take on new debt without paying off the old?

Besides, in the current market, everyone was struggling. They all wanted their money back, so who would possibly have more to lend them?

"If we had any other way, we wouldn't be trying to sell the villas so urgently. For now, all we can do is sell them and pay off a portion of our private debts."

"As for the bank loan, we'll just have to delay that for as long as possible."

Yi Anguo nodded. "But you've only made the down payment on these houses and are still making monthly payments to the bank. After you sell them, you won't get much money, right?"

Mr. Guo felt like Yi Anguo was deliberately poking his sore spots. He knows I'm suffering, yet he insists on twisting the knife where it hurts most. Boiling with anger, Mr. Guo no longer wanted to speak to him.

If not for the hope that Yi Anguo might buy his villas, he really would have started an argument.

Seeing that he had fallen silent, Yi Anguo spoke again.

"Actually, I'm very interested in the five hundred tons of Vietnamese yellow rosewood you have. If you're looking to sell, I would consider taking all of it," Yi Anguo finally revealed his true purpose with a smile.

"You want to buy all five hundred tons of our Vietnamese yellow rosewood?" Mr. Guo asked, a look of surprised delight on his face.

"Of course, but the price has to be right. I can't do it if it's too expensive," Yi Anguo said.

"The price definitely won't be too high. We're not expecting to make a profit, but we don't want to lose too much either," Mr. Guo said.

"If that wasn't the case, we would have sold it off long ago instead of dragging this out until now."

"Your cost was already over a million per ton. Do you really think you can sell it at that price?" Yi Anguo asked.

At that moment, the women finished touring the two adjacent villas and walked over, looking quite pleased.

"Let's put the matter of the Vietnamese yellow rosewood aside for now. You and your brother can think it over carefully," Yi Anguo said with a smile.

"We came to see the houses today, so let's focus on the issue of these two villas."

"Mr. Guo, we've seen the houses. Please give us a realistic price. Your current offer doesn't seem very sincere, almost as if you don't actually want to sell."

"Mr. Yi! We've invested over sixty million into this house and its renovations. Isn't selling it to you for fifty million sincere enough?" Mr. Guo retorted.

"You can't look at it that way. How can you compare last year to this year? Properties that sold for over twenty thousand per square meter last year are now going for four or five thousand. Just think about how much they've depreciated," Yi Anguo stated.

"You're talking about prices for homes outside the main districts. Inside the city center, prices haven't depreciated much, have they? Some have even gone up!" Mr. Guo argued.

"There's no point in saying that, Mr. Guo. If you invested over sixty million, why not list it for seventy or eighty million?" Yi Anguo countered.

"Besides, how much you spent on renovations doesn't really have much to do with us, does it? We might not even like this style of interior design. If we buy it, we'll have to redecorate anyway!"

"It's like you own a restaurant. No matter how luxurious the decor is, what's the use if I'm buying the place to open a department store?"

"In secondhand real estate transactions, decorations, furniture, and appliances are usually thrown in for free. They're basically not factored into the price of the house."

"Mr. Yi, we haven't even moved in since the renovation. How is this any different from a brand-new house?" Mr. Guo said hurriedly.

"So, Mr. Guo, are you saying the price is non-negotiable?" Yi Anguo asked.

"Well... it's not that there's no room for discussion. What price do you think is appropriate, Mr. Yi?"

"We're the buyers, so of course, we think the lower, the better. Why don't you just give us an honest price you're willing to sell for? If we think it's fair, we'll buy. If not, we'll just look elsewhere!"

Yi Anguo certainly wasn't going to be the first to name a price. In this situation, whoever made the first offer would lose their leverage.

"After all, we have money. We're not worried about finding a house to buy."

"If the price is right, we'll take both of these semi-detached villas."

The owner began to think. What price should I offer? What will he be willing to pay? If I offer too low a price, I'll lose too much money. But if I offer too high a price, he'll just walk away. This is truly difficult.

Although he knew the prices for luxury homes in the city hadn't really dropped, they were illiquid. The transaction volume was extremely low, with only a few sales each month.

It was just that all the sellers were holding firm, unwilling to lower their prices.

But to sell a house quickly, it was practically impossible without a price reduction.

"Mr. Yi, please wait a moment. I need to call my brother and discuss this with him," said Mr. Guo.

"Take your time, but please be quick. We have other houses to see," Yi Anguo said nonchalantly.

After the owner left, Li Sisi asked, "What's the lowest you're willing to pay for this place?"

"I don't know yet. You've all seen the villas. Do you like them? Are you satisfied? What do you think would be a reasonable price?" Yi Anguo asked.

"I don't mind. I can live anywhere," Li Sisi said indifferently.

Hu Jing thought for a moment before saying, "I think the environment here is quite nice. The key is the excellent educational resources. It would be convenient for the children to attend kindergarten, elementary, middle, and high school without being too far from home."

"But living at Blue Coast Phase Three is also convenient for kids' schooling, isn't it?" Li Sisi asked.

"It's not the same. The educational resources here are superior, I think," Hu Jing said.

"Mainly, the children can all live together. It'll be more lively and better for cultivating their relationships as siblings."

"Plus, a villa like this has so much space. The kids are so active; it would be more fun for them to play here, and there are gardens in the front and back."

"Blue Coast Phase Three also has gardens and a nice environment, but I still feel the environment here is better."

Ding Jing added, "The environment here is more beneficial for children's development. The homes here are more expensive, and there's a reason for that."

"Is the environment here good? That goes without saying. It's definitely better than at Blue Coast Phase Three," Yi Anguo said with a nod.

"My question was, what do you think is a reasonable price? I wasn't asking you to compare this place to our properties at Blue Coast Phase Three."

"There's no comparison to be made. The prices speak for themselves. One is a regular apartment complex, and this is a villa. How can you compare them?"

"If you asked anyone to choose, they would obviously say this place is better, right?"

"Boss! I think if we're going to compare, we should be comparing which location has the better conditions and environment. As for the price, of course, the cheaper, the better," the assistant, Zhou Mengdie, said with a smile.

"But for you, Boss, the price isn't the most important thing, is it? No matter how high it is, is there any price you can't afford?"

"Hahaha! All of you have been debating for so long, but none of you sees it as clearly as Zhou Mengdie. The most important thing is finding the most suitable place for us to live. We'll live wherever the environment and conditions are best. The price isn't important," Yi Anguo said, laughing happily.

"Meng Die is truly worthy of being your personal assistant. She understands you so deeply she knows exactly what you're thinking," Li Sisi said with a laugh.

"I just wonder how well you know Meng Die? How deep does your understanding of her go?"

"Si Si, you've misunderstood. There's nothing going on between the boss and me. We just have a normal boss-employee, superior-subordinate relationship," Zhou Mengdie quickly clarified.

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