"Sister, what brings you here?" Chu Xiang ran over.
"Did your classmate bring you here?"
"Oh, him? He's our student council president. He's a really nice guy, very friendly. He knew I was coming here, so he gave me a ride."
Chu Xiang's cheeks were a little red. Qian Cheng, the student council president, was handsome, had excellent writing skills, and was a local, so he was very popular at school.
Chu Xiang did not publicize her book publication at school. When others asked, she only said it was because of the same name. After all, in this era, photos were all in color, and even if the newspaper published Chu Xiang's photo, it would be difficult to recognize her from the photo.
She was pretty, but not as stunning as her sister. Many people at school liked Qian Cheng, but he was particularly enthusiastic towards her. Chu Xiang had never been in a relationship before, and this was the first time she had encountered such a passionate advance, so she was inevitably a little overwhelmed.
Chu Yu didn't interfere with her sister's love life, but reminded her to carefully consider the man's character and family background.
"Men are more realistic than women. Women say they love money, but men love money, power, and profit in their hearts."
Chu Xiang nodded and said, "Sister, I know. I won't have any physical contact with him easily. Even if I find out he's not a good person in the future, I won't lose anything."
"Does he know that you wrote and published books and made a lot of money? Does he know that this courtyard house belongs to our family?"
“I didn’t say anything.”
Fortunately, Chu Xiang wasn't love-struck; as long as a woman isn't love-struck, everything is easy to handle.
When Chu Yu moved to her new home, Ding Da came over with two fish and a pound of meat as a congratulatory gift for her new home.
Chu Yu smiled and thanked her, "Since you're already here, let's have dinner here tonight."
"No, Miss Zhou, my uncle wants to sell the ancestral home. I think you're right, that mutual aid society is a scam. My uncle has invested tens of thousands of yuan in it, and they said there would be half interest, but he invested as much as he was supposed to get interest, so he hasn't received any money back yet."
If they can't get their money back, they have to sell their houses and invest it again, just because the mutual aid society said that before the new year, the society has more money than it can use, and the more they invest, the more returns they will get. Everyone can get high interest before the new year.
Chinese people spend a lot of money during the Spring Festival. Old Ding worked at his company his whole life but didn't make a name for himself. When everyone got together for the Spring Festival, he wanted to show off his high interest rate. He thought that if he sold his ancestral home and invested another 10,000 yuan, he could get 15,000 yuan in interest by the Spring Festival. He could show off however he wanted.
Ding Da, being knowledgeable and worldly-wise, sensed something was amiss and tried his best to stop him, saying the house couldn't be sold and telling Old Ding not to sell his ancestral home.
Old Ding didn't like hearing this. After all, he was his nephew, and there was a distance between them. Old Ding thought Ding Da was after the house, so after discussing it with his wife, they listed it for sale at the real estate agency across the street.
Ding Da learned the news; the other party had already taken people to see the house.
Ding Da was in a hurry and wanted to rush over to stop the house purchase. No matter how bad his uncle's tone and attitude were, he, as the nephew, could not say anything else. He couldn't let the old couple be cheated out of their money and have nowhere to live, could he?
That would truly be the death of them.
Chu Yu said, "Ding Da, I think the mutual aid society will collapse before the end of the year. Try your best to stop it, otherwise this money will definitely be wasted."
“I understand, I understand, I’ll definitely try to persuade them,” Ding Da smiled again. “By the way, Miss Zhou, I have two more courtyard houses that have just been put on the market. You know how courtyard houses are, they’re all pretty much the same. The difference is in the environment, location, and schools nearby. One of these two is quite nice. The owner is open to selling or not. If you want it, I can act as a go-between and you two can negotiate the price. Who knows, they might just agree to sell.”
Chu Yu had instructed Ding Da to reserve a good house for her.
She figured that making more money was pointless, since business could be profitable or not, so she might as well buy more houses.
Buying commercial housing is not cost-effective because the golden age of mainland real estate has not yet arrived. She is thinking of buying commercial housing in Hong Kong and courtyard houses on the mainland. If she buys several houses a year, after ten or twenty years, she will have all the good courtyard houses in her hands.
Chu Yu's descendants will have nothing to worry about.
"Okay, let's go look at houses another day."
“No problem, feel free to contact me anytime.” Ding Da nodded happily.
Shu Hui listened from the side, her brows furrowed tightly. "Chu Yu, are your father and aunt planning to run away?"
Zhou Fangchun swindled money in Deyang, fled to Beijing, and established a mutual aid society under an assumed name.
Chu Yu reported the mutual aid association, but the higher-ups checked and said the association's qualifications were fine.
But this kind of loan sharking organization is bound to collapse sooner or later. According to Chu Yu, Shu Hui thinks it will happen within the next two months.
"Mom, they want to run away, but how can they possibly transfer such a large sum of money? Don't worry, I won't let them have an easy life."
Shu Hui hated the Zhou family, but she didn't want Chu Yu to get involved in the matter. She was a little worried, but Chu Yu changed the subject.
Shu Hui made chicken soup and sliced lamb leg meat. The lamb from Inner Mongolia had no gamey smell at all, and the whole family loved it. The four of them had hot pot with lamb, drank some red wine and beverages, which was quite a warm housewarming party.
“I wanted to invite your uncle and aunt to Beijing for the Chinese New Year. After all, Mom doesn’t have any other family members, and neither does your uncle. But Yorkham is quite busy this year and won’t close for the New Year. So I thought I’d have them close their shop and come stay for a few days.”
Chu Yu picked up a piece of pork belly, cooked it in the broth, dipped it in the sauce, and nodded.
“Then I’ll buy them sleeper tickets, otherwise it’s not easy to take the train during the Spring Festival travel rush.”
"That's great, Mom will reimburse you."
Chu Yu laughed, "We're like family, why are you being so formal? Besides, bringing them to Beijing for the New Year will cost them a lot just for train tickets, I'll definitely reimburse them."
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