When the men saw that the person who bought the courtyard was actually a young girl, the slight tension that had just arisen in their hearts instantly vanished.

Mrs. Ma straightened her back and glared at Feng Zhiyi arrogantly, "So what if the house is sold? We're still not moving!"

"Yes, absolutely not moving!"

The others immediately nodded in agreement.

Feng Zhiyi wasn't about to indulge them. She said in a deep voice, "I'll only give you one day. The day after tomorrow morning, I'll come to collect the room. If anyone hasn't moved out by then, you can't blame me!"

She paused, then added, "After all, I had already informed you in advance."

After saying that, Feng Zhiyi casually glanced at the yard, then turned around indifferently, then took Ningning back to the car.

She didn't rush into the courtyard to check. Instead, she first informed the people and asked them to move out within a day. After they left, she would then go in and check the situation inside.

After all, with such a group of scoundrels living there, there is no need to guess what kind of mess such a large compound will be turned into by this group of people.

However, she was attracted by the location. As for the yard, she could just find someone to renovate it after it was vacant. It wouldn't be a big problem.

As Shen Yaqin was leaving, she looked at the old woman who was leading the group and said coldly, "Old Master Yun tolerates you, but I, Shen Yaqin, will not. You had better move out within a day, otherwise, I will personally come to help you move out the day after tomorrow!"

"My sister's right! You'd better move out obediently, or else..."

Although Ye Xiuqing didn't finish her words, her cold tone made the hearts of Ma Laopo and the others tremble suddenly.

Especially the look in that blond girl's eyes—cold and sharp, like a venomous snake in the deep mountains, sending chills down my spine.

Watching the group get into the black car and drive away, the people who had been shamelessly lingering in the courtyard were all filled with resentment and gritted their teeth.

"Aunt Ma, what should we do now? The house has changed owners. Do we really have to move?"

Old Ma said angrily, "Move! I'm not moving! Since the company has allocated this house to us, it's ours. Who does that yellow-haired girl think she is?"

"If she dares to come the day after tomorrow morning, I will scold her to death and make her run away crying!"

Old Mrs. Ma spoke confidently, her triangular eyes gleaming with ferocity.

She refused to believe that a mere young girl could do anything to her.

"Girl, what are you going to do if they insist on staying in the yard?" In the car, Old Yun turned his head and asked Feng Zhiyi who was sitting in the back seat.

"It's simple! Fight violence with violence!"

Feng Zhiyi was in a particularly good mood at the moment, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly, "The best way to deal with this kind of scoundrel is to be even more scoundrel than the scoundrel!"

"You're a girl, resorting to violence to fight violence?"

Yun Zhiyuan looked her up and down, and after a moment, he said with suspicion, "There are more than a dozen families living in that courtyard, each with several people, and some even with more than a dozen people. If they all got together, you..."

"They have people, and I know how to find help," Feng Zhiyi smiled nonchalantly.

With her skills, she doesn't need to find help at all. She can handle that group of scoundrels by herself, no problem!

Yun Zhiyuan was not surprised; he had long since noticed her extraordinary nature from her appearance.

Seeing the confidence radiating from her clear eyes, he smiled and said, "When you come to collect the house the day after tomorrow, come to my house first and bring me along. I'll come along and see how you drive those hooligans out."

"Sure! No problem!"

Feng Zhiyi agreed very readily.

At this moment, what she was thinking about was that she owned a courtyard house with six entrances and six exits in the capital.

This is Beijing, where land is incredibly valuable; future housing prices will be ridiculously high.

Although the system of this time and space is completely different from that of the China where she lived before, and the historical trajectory is also somewhat different, the housing prices are the same in any place and any era.

Buying more tangible assets and holding them at this time is definitely the most cost-effective and lowest-cost investment.

......

Next, with Qian Hui's introduction, Feng Zhiyi took a fancy to seven more houses: three courtyard houses, three small villas, and a large brick and tile house.

Feng Zhiyi took a liking to the size of the large brick and tile house.

With a total area of ​​over 460 square meters, this is considered top-of-the-line for ordinary residential properties.

Most importantly, she can demolish the tiled houses and rebuild multi-story buildings, the kind that are several or even more than ten stories high, and then use them for rent.

In the future, there will be more and more domestic investors, and naturally, factories, companies, shopping malls, restaurants, etc. will also gradually increase. With more factories and companies, there will be a need to recruit a large number of workers, and at that time, the flow of people in Beijing will increase infinitely.

With increased foot traffic, what is needed?

Of course, it's where I live!

If a ten-story building has ten rooms on each floor, with each single room costing three yuan a month and each double room costing five yuan a month, then the monthly cost would be at least three hundred yuan, and could be as high as five hundred yuan.

This is only temporary.

Future rents will be adjusted according to domestic price fluctuations.

So, while everyone was puzzled as to why she would buy a tiled house at the intersection of Dongcheng Street, Feng Zhiyi was overjoyed, as if she had found a treasure.

After that, Feng Zhiyi looked at fifteen more shops. However, she didn't have that much money on her person. She did have some in her spatial storage, but with the money for buying a house, taking out over ten thousand yuan at once would raise suspicion, wouldn't it?

So, after the transfer of ownership of the houses bought today was completed, Feng Zhiyi said to Qian Hui, "Please keep those dozen or so shops for me. I'll come to the housing management bureau with the money tomorrow afternoon."

“Okay!” Qian Hui immediately agreed. “You can trust me to handle things. I guarantee that I will keep those shops you’ve chosen here for you. I won’t sell them to anyone else who wants to buy them.”

After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Sister-in-law, if I come across a nice house in the future, will you still buy one here?"

That’s right, in just a short while, he was already standing close to Feng Zhiyi and shouting “Sister-in-law”.

Moreover, in Qian Hui's eyes, Feng Zhiyi is definitely a big thick leg and the God of Wealth, and he must hold her tightly!

The kind that you can’t get rid of!