She looked out the window at the night view of the South China Sea and couldn't help but sigh. "Chu Yu, I will remember what you said. I will not invest recklessly, I will live an honest life, I will not trust others to do business with, and I will not trust men. As long as I pretend to be poor and keep a low profile, I can keep this money."
Chu Yu smiled and said, "I wish you happiness, Jiang Yu."
"I also wish you a successful delivery, Chu Yu." After Jiang Yu finished speaking, both of them were stunned. After this matter was over, they probably wouldn't contact each other often anymore. What would they contact each other about? The two of them shouldn't have crossed paths in the first place. Now that Zhou Jian'an's matter was over and Jiang Yu had made a clean break, she wouldn't stay by Zhou Jian'an's side anymore. Even if they called Chu Yu, neither of them would know what to say.
Chu Yu smiled. Life always brings unexpected farewells to some people. Fortunately, Jiang Yu's ending was good, and Chu Yu hoped that Jiang Yu would have a good future.
"Buy houses with the money, Jiang Yu!" Chu Yu finally added. "House prices in Hong Kong might drop. Don't buy houses in Hong Kong for the next few years. It's best to buy in the mainland. House prices are cheaper there, even if they drop, they're still cheap. Buy more, and don't keep cash on hand. Even if you don't show off, you're still easily targeted. Being targeted by others is one thing, but being targeted by those around you is never a good outcome. Many women are quite smart, but they're just love-struck and easily deceived by men."
Jiang Yu knew this was Chu Yu's advice, and she was determined to listen to it. Jiang Yu readily agreed, planning to use the nine million in cash to buy a house. If she had that money, she could have bought dozens of houses in Pengcheng.
Upon returning to Hong Kong, Jiang Yu took the contract documents signed by Zhou Jian'an and sold his sports car. Sports cars depreciate quickly, and the car that Zhou Jian'an bought at a high price could now only be sold for 800,000 Hong Kong dollars. Fortunately, Jiang Yu was quite satisfied, since she hadn't spent any money herself, and the money was safe in her pocket, so she had no complaints.
Jiang Yu went to Pengcheng and bought a house without stopping. Following Chu Yu's advice, she didn't keep any cash on hand. Jiang Yu bought 45 houses in Pengcheng in one go, most of them small apartments. Jiang Yu understood that she bought the houses to rent out. With housing prices so high, small apartments are easy to rent and sell, which is the most suitable for her.
She still rents a place to live, a dilapidated little house, and secretly collects rent.
In this way, no one knew that she was rich.
On June 23, 1993, just a few days after Jiang Yu bought the house, the policy was released.
Real estate developers in the South China Sea still cling to unrealistic fantasies, believing that this fire is unlikely to spread to the South China Sea.
After all, the emperor is far away, and the South China Sea is so far from Beijing, so what does it have to do with the South China Sea if Beijing issues policies?
Besides, policy implementation takes time. Can housing prices really drop just because the government regulates them?
Isn't this just wishful thinking?
Zhou Jian'an thought so too.
Zhou Jian'an couldn't sleep all night. He tossed and turned, and finally waited until dawn. Not long after he got up, he heard people talking that the government had issued another set of guidelines, which clearly stated that housing prices should be regulated.
The South China Sea has become the primary target of national regulation.
Almost overnight, the news was everywhere in newspapers and magazines.
Real estate developers in the South China Sea are packing up and preparing to flee.
Zhou Jian'an panicked. The streets were becoming increasingly desolate, and many construction sites that used to be bustling with activity had now stopped working.
Zhou Jian'an didn't believe it. He went to Huachu Future to hand in a postcard, saying that he wanted to see President Wei of Huachu Future, but was told by the receptionist that...
"Our General Manager Wei left the South China Sea two months ago!"
"What? Two months ago? When will your CEO Wei be back? Didn't Huachu Future say they were going to continue acquiring land and developing in the South China Sea this year?"
The receptionist apologized, "I'm not clear on these things either. Huachu Future does have plans to develop this year, but it's uncertain when it will begin. The boss clearly stated in a meeting that Huachu Future will shift its focus to the three cities of Beijing, Shenzhen, and Shanghai this year, and Nanhai will no longer be our key development city."
Zhou Jian'an felt as if his last breath had been sucked out; his ears were ringing, and he couldn't understand what the receptionist was saying.
"How could this happen?" President Wei clearly said that Huachu would acquire twenty plots of land in the future, and that President Qin had received inside information that the country was about to make a major move. Zhou Jian'an believed him, but he never expected to be met with such an outcome!
Zhou Jian'an felt a sharp pain in his heart. He was almost fifty years old this year, long past the age of Xiaoyu.
He is busy with work and his life is full of ups and downs. He feels tired and powerless.
How could Zhou Jian'an withstand such stimulation?
He felt like he had been set up, but he didn't understand why. He had no grudge against the future CEO of Huachu. He had just accidentally overheard their conversation... Could it be that CEO Wei had deliberately set a trap for him, and he had walked right into it? But why would CEO Wei want to set him up?
The two companies have no business dealings.
Why is President Wei targeting Zhou Jian'an?
Zhou Jian'an suspected that the victim was a member of the mutual aid society, but then dismissed the idea. He also suspected Mao Xia, with whom he had a grudge! Zhou Jian'an suddenly felt very unsafe. He couldn't stay in Nanhai any longer; he still owed the bank tens of millions!
Zhou Jian'an hurriedly returned to the hotel, packed some simple clothes, disguised himself, and planned to leave the South China Sea by boat.
As soon as Zhou Jian'an reached the hotel ground floor, he ran into Mao Xia and Greyhound.
Mao Xia paused, watching his retreating figure. Greyhound asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I probably just saw it wrong. Why do I feel like that person looks like Zhou Jian'an?"
Greyhound glanced back. "Zhou Jian'an is a big boss, why would he wear such shabby clothes? He's probably just a local old man. Stop looking, let's hurry up and catch Zhou Jian'an this time and make him cough up your money!"
Zhou Jian'an was so frightened that he trembled and ran away in a panic!
Zhou Jian'an had experience in fleeing, so he knew how to avoid being pursued. He didn't take a plane, but chose to be transported by ship, and he didn't take a passenger ship, but chose to take a fishing boat. People from the South China Sea often went to Shenzhen, and Zhou Jian'an planned to go to Shenzhen, secretly transfer the company's money out, and then flee back to Hong Kong.
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