Watching them work, Xia Yu took out his cell phone to prepare for the lottery.
He had signed in at home in the morning, but he hesitated when it came to the lottery and decided to try his luck at the Gong family villa.
We don't need any French spy equipment, a Rafale fighter jet will do. If that doesn't work, a Mirage 2000 will also do. Xia Yu doesn't mind his age.
"lottery!"
[Congratulations to the host for winning 10 million experience points]
Damn!
Pull the crotch!
Although I know that it is impossible to draw special items every time, winning cash is better than winning experience points!
There is no way. I have already bought it and I can’t return it. I can only accept the reality and fight again tomorrow.
After comforting himself in his heart, Xia Yu exited the system, opened the address book, found He Jiawen's number and dialed it.
"Lao Xia? How come you have time to call me at this hour?"
He Jiawen asked after answering the phone.
It's been a while since he and his wife finished their honeymoon, and now he's busy with company matters again.
"If there's something good going on, come here quickly. I'll be waiting for you on Yuyuan Road."
Xia Yu plans to give the order for renovating his new home to the He family. It doesn't matter how much profit he makes. What's important is that he can cooperate with the Bei family. This will make his name known.
But it’s hard to explain over the phone, so he has to call the person over first.
"Yuyuan Road? Isn't that a place for intellectuals? Why are you there?"
"I can't be a cultured person, stop talking nonsense, come here quickly, and it's better if you drive your dad's car over too."
Xia Yu didn't know how many people were in Mr. Bei's group, so if one car didn't have insurance, he would add another one.
"Okay, I'll be right over."
He Jiawen agreed.
Although I don’t know what Xia Yu is keeping in suspense, I will find out when I go there.
After saying something to his father, He Jiawen took a car to No. 699 Yuyuan Road. Seeing that the gate was open, he asked the driver to drive in.
"This is…"
When he saw the main building of Yan Family Garden, He Jiawen became a little uneasy.
Isn’t this Yan’s Garden? Why did Xia Yu invite him here?
As a wealthy local in Shanghai, He Jiawen not only knew about Yan Family Garden, but also knew that it was listed for sale by the former richest man for 1 billion yuan. He just heard that it had never been sold, but now...
"Here we are, pretty fast!"
Xia Yu's greeting interrupted He Jiawen's thoughts, and he came around from behind the main building.
"Old Xia, tell me honestly, what exactly did you ask me to do? Is it related to the Yan Family Garden?"
He Jiawen asked like a machine gun.
"Just about this matter, I took down the Yan Family Garden and planned to ask you to help me renovate it."
“Hiss~~”
Hearing Xia Yu say this, He Jiawen felt a chill in the late May weather.
You have to know that this is 1 billion. If he sold off his family's business and all the assets, it would only be about 1 billion. Xia Yu directly spent almost all of his father's wealth to buy a house.
"Relax, I bought it with a loan."
Perhaps noticing something strange about He Jiawen, Xia Yu gave a brief explanation, but this was not a question of whether to lend the money or not!
"Old Xia, tell me honestly what your family does. I'll ask my dad to change his career when I get back."
He Jiawen responded with a cold joke, which was three parts envy, three parts helplessness, and three parts genuine curiosity.
How can one not be curious about such a profitable business? But it is just curiosity, because such success is unlikely to be replicated.
"Nothing, it's all a sunset industry. My dad invested money in my catering business because he wanted to make a difference."
Xia Yu did not give a direct answer.
This was the explanation he had prepared in advance. He had also checked several sources of funds for the system. Unlike the money embezzled from dead bank accounts as described in some novels, the funds came from several traditional industries abroad.
These industries are sunset industries in China, but they are still very popular and profitable abroad.
"Alas, comparison is the thief of joy. I have finally discovered that your family is several times richer than Old Ji's."
He Jiawen sighed.
He was completely convinced.
"Don't say that. We have business all because of you. A big boss is coming over this afternoon. You should try to get close to him then."
"Boss? Who?"
After hearing what Xia Yu said, He Jiawen became interested again.
"Bei Jianzhong, son of Bei Jinming."
"That's a real big shot. You're so powerful that you can even invite such a big shot."
He Jiawen was somewhat numb from the shock today, but he was still very moved.
Whether you are in architecture or construction, you have all heard of Mr. Pei's reputation. After all, Mr. Pei is the pride of the Chinese people, and his works are famous all over the world.
He is now retired, but his son is still active in the construction industry.
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