When Yang Qiaoqiao and the others arrived, it was Old Xia who sent a car to take them.
Now that they're going back, Old Xia has sent a car to pick them up.
After getting into the car, Huo Beixiao handed the driver an address, "Sir, could you please take us to this place first?"
Yang Qiaoqiao looked at Huo Beixiao's suppressed sadness and didn't ask him where he was going.
But when they arrived at their destination, she got out of the car with Huo Beixiao.
Only then did they realize that the place where the car was parked was also outside an old Western-style house.
However, due to years of disrepair, the main gate of this old house is already somewhat rotten.
After Huo Beixiao unlocked the door with his key, he found the yard overgrown with weeds, a desolate and dilapidated scene.
Huo Beixiao stood silently at the door, peering inside for a long time, but never went in.
Yang Qiaoqiao quietly stayed by his side. Sensing his low mood, she took his hand and intertwined her fingers with his, just as he usually did when comforting her.
Huo Beixiao stood there for a while longer.
He squeezed her hand back, looked down at her with gentle eyes, and said, "Wife, let's go back."
As she was leaving, Yang Qiaoqiao sensed that the man's mood had improved, and then asked, "Is this house a memento left to you by your grandfather?"
"Mm." Huo Beixiao nodded.
"This house was confiscated during those years, and it was only after the case was overturned that it returned to my maternal grandfather's hands. Since my maternal grandfather never came back, he asked Uncle Xu to help with the formalities and left it directly to me."
Yang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but look back at the old house standing in the darkness once more.
Even though the house is dilapidated, you can still see its former glory.
If it weren't for those chaotic ten years, Huo Beixiao's mother would have been a happy girl, pampered and spoiled in this house, and wouldn't have met that scumbag Huo Yuanshan, nor would she have had such a tragic fate.
It can only be said that fate plays tricks on people.
Back at the Xia family home, after the two washed up and lay in bed, Huo Beixiao held Yang Qiaoqiao in his arms and said in a particularly deep, magnetic voice, "Wife, I want to stay in Shanghai for a while longer to renovate the house that Grandpa left behind."
"good."
Yang Qiaoqiao nodded, "I'll stay here with you for a while longer."
Zhou Yang is capable of handling things in Yun County. She can just call and remotely direct him; she doesn't necessarily have to oversee things personally.
Huo Beixiao cupped her small face in his large hands and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Wife, thank you."
Over the next two days, Yang Qiaoqiao asked Tong Xuejiao to take her to visit a sewing machine factory and ordered a batch of 500 sewing machines from the factory.
Then I visited several large garment factories in Shanghai, met with the owners and managers, and learned some experience in running factories from them.
Afterwards, Xia Yuntao introduced her to a manager who specialized in buying and selling old villas.
The manager took Yang Qiaoqiao to see several old villas.
The owners of the old villas in Shanghai were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries.
A large portion of these people left the country with their families during that period and have not returned since, nor do they plan to return in the future.
However, after learning that the environment in China had improved while they were abroad, they decided to sell their properties in China.
It would be a bit troublesome for me to come back on my own, so I entrusted it to a manager.
Yang Qiaoqiao now has about two million yuan in total, including the one million yuan Huo Beixiao gave her that she hadn't spent.
This amount of money is an astronomical figure in this day and age.
In addition, both the cement plant and her clothing factory and clothing store are constantly generating income.
She used to think about how she had spent Huo Beixiao's money and that she would pay him back when she earned money.
But now her thinking has completely changed.
A man's money is her money. Does she have to keep it for other women who covet her man instead of spending it herself?
Moreover, she didn't squander the money; she invested it all.
These investments will bring them hundreds or even thousands of times the profit in the future.
In their past life, the Qin family stood in front of the Jiang family, acting as their representatives in the real estate industry.
She had conducted research in Shanghai.
Therefore, she knows exactly which old houses in Shanghai will be demolished in the future and which will not have the opportunity to be demolished.
She originally planned to buy two properties that would be demolished in the future, wait to collect the money, and then buy another property that would not be demolished, renovate it, and use it for her vacations.
But now that she already has the house left by her maternal grandfather, and an old villa transferred to her by Xia Lao, there is no need to buy another place for herself to live in.
She bought three properties that would be demolished in the future, and after the transfer of ownership, she just sat back and waited to collect the money.
Later, through Mr. Xia's introduction, she met the director of the investment promotion office of a district in Shanghai.
Local governments are now focusing on economic development. Even in Shanghai, one of the most developed cities in the country, investment promotion offices still have investment promotion targets.
In order to complete the task, the director of the investment promotion office has been trying to persuade Yang Qiaoqiao to invest in Shanghai.
Yang Qiaoqiao asked her if she could buy the land for the factory first, and then build the factory a few years later.
Although the director of the investment promotion office expressed some difficulty, he agreed after communicating with the relevant land departments.
In the end, Yang Qiaoqiao bought another 10,000 square meters of land.
This small plot of land is simply not enough for the future era of large-scale real estate developments where a single community can easily reach hundreds of thousands of square meters. But we can only buy a little bit here first and slowly accumulate the land.
I'll buy more when I have the chance.
Besides working with Yang Qiaoqiao on these matters, Huo Beixiao has also hired a renovation team to renovate the old villa left by his grandfather.
That day, Yang Qiaoqiao had nothing to do, so she accompanied Huo Beixiao to her grandfather's old house.
The weeds in the yard have been cleared, but not much of the original greenery remains, so it needs to be replanted.
Some of the collapsed parts inside the house have been repaired and are being prepared for repainting.
The old house has gradually been given a new lease on life.
Yang Qiaoqiao followed Huo Beixiao into the study of the old house.
Huo Beixiao said that when he was a child, his grandfather told him that the furniture in this house used to be made of mahogany and huanghuali wood.
However, all the furniture made of precious wood has long been moved out, and only an ordinary wooden bookcase remains in the study.
In an inconspicuous little cabinet in the bookcase, there is a whole cabinet full of hand-carved wooden sculptures of the twelve Chinese zodiac animals.
The carving is very rough, and it looks like it was carved by the homeowner when he was passing the time.
Yang Qiaoqiao curiously picked one up and asked Huo Beixiao, "Were these carved by Grandpa before?"
Huo Beixiao shook his head. "I've never heard my grandfather mention it."
Out of curiosity, Yang Qiaoqiao took out several more zodiac wood carvings to look at.
But when she got to the last row of dragon-shaped wooden carvings, she couldn't take them out.
She instinctively gave it a hard lift, and as she lifted the wooden carving, the bookcase actually moved, revealing a door hidden behind it.
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