That's right. First, the owner of a winery boasted that Pujie, the younger brother of the last emperor Puyi, had inscribed the three characters "Imperial Wine" on their wine!

And some people actually believed it!

Goodness, from then on, there was no stopping them.

Besides the things the siblings were carrying, a "palace-style" restaurant had even opened inside Beihai Park.

In addition, scenic spots have also followed suit by renting out royal-style ancient costumes for tourists to take photos.

The fat guy almost got a time warp...

As soon as the four siblings entered the house, they were inevitably scolded by their parents: "We told you that we don't need anything at home, and we didn't want you to take anything, but none of you listened."

Having successful and filial children is a wonderful thing, and Zhou Haiqin has woken up laughing from her dreams several times.

But her children were too filial, which worried her—they were used to being frugal their whole lives and were reluctant to use new things.

First, put it in a plastic bag, then find a corner to put it away, and you'll forget about it eventually.

When I remembered it again someday and dug it out, I realized that although it was still brand new, it was already "old". Sigh...

Before Zhou Haiqin could finish her rant, the fat man quickly diverted her attention: "Mom, how about I buy you and Dad a house in Shizipo outside Dongzhimen?"

Chen Yan quickly raised her hand: "I'll contribute half."

Chen Fang and Chen Rong exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised. Chen Fang asked the fat man, "Wait a minute, what kind of house are you going to buy?"

Her husband, Mr. Li, was well-informed: "Honey, didn't you know? A batch of apartments is going to be sold publicly. There are three complexes in total, all single-family houses with kitchens and bathrooms..."

Chen Fang was so anxious that she tried to pull his ear: "Why didn't you tell me about something so important?"

Mr. Li looked completely innocent: "We're not buying anything, why would I tell you?"

"..."

After figuring out what exactly happened with the house, Chen Rong and Chen Fang insisted on contributing some money.

Enraged, Zhou Haiqin snapped, "You all, are you trying to show off? You've only been enjoying a few good days, and you're already arguing about who's the richest and most powerful?"

The roar silenced Chen Rong and Chen Yan, who had been full of curiosity, and made Old Chen, who had been so curious before, cower in fear...

Only Fatty and Chen Fang, who had been pampered since childhood, were "holding hostage" to the old lady from both sides.

The fat man said, "Even our neighborhood idiot Zhu knows to buy these for the elderly!"

He originally wanted to explain the relationship between Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu: godfather? Living father?

How can this be explained clearly?!

Chen Fang asked the fat man at the opportune moment, "How much does the house cost?"

Before the fat man could speak, Boss Li interrupted, "The ones near Dongzhimen are 1900 yuan per square meter; the ones near Yongdingmen are only 1700."

Goodness, that much money!

Even though Zhou Haiqin lived a life that changed every day and considered herself a connoisseur of food and drink, she was still speechless when she heard the price.

One square meter costs 1900, ten square meters would cost...

I only heard the term "ten-thousand-yuan household" in 1979. How come a ten-thousand-yuan household can't even buy a house now?

If only the fat man couldn't hear his mother's thoughts, he would definitely tell her: "This is nothing! Do you know how high the housing prices in Beijing will rise in the future? It's still the Shizipo Xili community, a two-bedroom apartment with a living room, an area of ​​53.04 square meters, priced at 6.02 million yuan! The average price is 1,900 yuan per square meter, and it's only selling to you for 1,900 yuan now. Aren't you secretly happy?"

The fat man stopped arguing with his sisters and made a clean decision: "Alright, alright, none of you need to argue with me anymore, just buy them all. Of the 350 units released this time, buy as many as you can. Even if you don't live in them, just leave them there, and they'll appreciate to an astronomical figure you've never even heard of!"

The fat man had been the head of the household for a long time, so his words carried a lot of weight.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan immediately told Benleihu, who had been AFK beside her, "Go and inquire about available properties."

Upon hearing this, Chen Rong discussed it with Cao Zhengyang and said, "Then let's buy two sets, one of which will be Cao Hao's wedding home."

Of the three older sisters, only Chen Fang was still somewhat hesitant.

It's not that she doesn't trust the fat man; on the contrary, she knows better than anyone that she owes her success to this omnipotent younger brother.

She hesitated because her husband hadn't known the fat man for very long and was afraid he would disagree with her.

But Chen Fang clearly underestimated Mr. Li's business acumen.

After hearing what the fat man had just said, the others were only discussing how many sets to buy and how to buy them.

Boss Li sidled up to the fat man and asked, "Brother-in-law, you just said you put it there, how long is that unit?"

The fat man also looked at Boss Li with new respect. No wonder you'll be able to hire Bald Qiang to cut down trees in the future...

"Pah, pah, pah!" The fat man shook his head violently, dispelling the strange thoughts in his mind.

I'm trying to recall which year Beijing's housing prices started to rise.

After 1993! Starting in 1993, houses in Beijing became increasingly scarce.

In fact, this trend has already emerged in Beijing's housing market this year.

Fatty urged Chen Yan to seize this trend and open a second company, Robust Find House, to gain an early advantage.

In a few years, when those future real estate tycoons smell blood and flock to the factory, Chen Yan will then take the opportunity to cash out all her assets at a high price.

By then, tourism in Beijing should have taken off.

Let Chen Yan open a travel agency, run a homestay, and run a youth hostel, completely switching her career path!

"..."

The fat man gave Mr. Li an approving look and said to him, as well as to everyone else, "2000! That's only 10 years from now. I guarantee that the house price will rise to an unheard-of number! In fact, if we can wait until 2010 or 2015 and then sell our houses, it will be enough for two generations of us to live a life of wealth."

Among the four siblings, Chen Rong is the eldest, born in 1939, and was only 76 years old in 2015.

In the next generation, Cao Hao, Chen Mengqi, and three other children were all under 50 years old at that time.

When the time comes, I can sell the extra houses I have and enjoy my retirement life ahead of schedule.

Although the fat man firmly believed that with him around, Chen Mengqi could retire early and live a happy life.

But what parent wouldn't want to leave their child as many options as possible?

The decision to buy a house for my parents was made.

On the way back, Yu Li asked him, "Such a big thing, aren't you going to tell your mistress about it?"

The fat man glanced at her guiltily: "She has a place to stay."

Yu Li scoffed: "Our courtyard house, Xu Damao's house, right?"

The fat man's hand slipped, and the car swerved in an S-shape on the road. Luckily, he reacted quickly and pulled it back.

Yu Li screamed incoherently, terrified; the fat man took the opportunity to pinch her thigh hard: "Now you know fear, huh? Serves you right for talking nonsense again!"