Three days later, just as several Hong Kong businessmen were feeling smug, a news item suddenly appeared in the newspaper.
The courtyard houses in Beijing are a typical type of courtyard house. They are buildings from the previous dynasty and have a history of thousands of years, making them of great research value.
This area cannot be demolished.
When the news broke, everyone was stunned.
Those who had given up their priority rights to Yang Ziye panicked instantly.
"Isn't this harming people? I've already sold the priority right to that house!"
"My God, are they trying to kill us?"
"Oh no, my priority voucher!!"
Those who hadn't taken it seriously before and were even thinking of switching sides were now panicking and turned pale.
Yang Ziye felt incredibly satisfied after the humiliation he had suffered a few days ago.
Watching those people trying to buy back the priority right to sell.
Hey, they read the newspaper too.
Sorry, not for sale.
I wouldn't sell it for any extra money.
This is even crazier.
Those who managed to buy the preferential rights at a low price were overjoyed.
They won't listen to any talk of regret; they've gotten a great deal and won't sell it to anyone.
The Hong Kong businessmen were dumbfounded. They went to their superiors for an explanation, but the authorities simply offered them suburban areas outside the city as compensation.
No matter how much more land is compensated, it can't make up for the money they invested.
They put in so much effort, so much money, and so much thought, only to end up with nothing.
"Oh my god, I never expected it to be like this!"
When Yang Ziye and Qin Ming found Xia Lan, neither of them expected it to turn out this way.
Qin Ming was already preparing to use his own power, but Xia Lan's words came true.
They didn't need to invest anything; the place was already ruined.
"It's the city center, it has so many years of history, how could we let them demolish it?"
Xia Lan chuckled. This is not something that a few Hong Kong businessmen can decide.
This is the face of their nation, a culture passed down for thousands of years.
Can we let them do whatever they want?
As Xia Lan had predicted, their investment resulted in a complete loss.
Upon hearing that it's in the suburbs, and considering that Beijing is still in its early stages of development, who would want to buy a house built in the suburbs?
That's already outside the city, in the suburbs.
No matter how cheap the price, no one is willing to buy a house there.
On the contrary, Yang Ziye, who had been wronged, retaliated fiercely.
During that period, even if the King of Heaven himself called him, he wouldn't answer.
Even my own mother couldn't help it.
If it's not there, it's not there.
Not a single one will be put back.
You didn't like his house? Then don't buy it!
What priority rights? Not a single one.
Yang Ziye moved directly to the Qin family home with Wu Shishi and refused to leave.
"Ziye, are you here?"
Finally, the calls all ended up to Wu Shishi, who looked at Yang Ziye.
"What's wrong? Who called you?"
Yang Ziye was playing chess with Qin Ming, but he was being utterly defeated by a chess novice, unable to capture a single piece, which made Yang Ziye very frustrated.
Qin Ming rarely encountered a chess player worse than himself, and he clung to Yang Ziye, refusing to let him go.
"One more round."
"Grandpa Qin, wait for me. My wife is calling me, and I definitely have to go."
Yang Ziye said earnestly to Qin Ming.
Qin Ming then released his grip, allowing Yang Ziye to pass.
"Are you really out of coupons?"
Wu Shishi looked at Yang Ziye and asked.
"It's just a matter of you saying a word."
Yang Ziye looked at Wu Shishi and explained the reasons to her first.
So that his wife wouldn't be unaware of what had happened.
After listening to Yang Ziye's explanation, Wu Shishi shook her head.
“It was my mom calling me, so I just pretended I didn’t hear anything.”
Between her mother and Yang Ziye, Wu Shishi still feels more sorry for her own man.
After all, when it came to her freedom to get pregnant, Yang Ziye had to take her out for a walk, even though it offended his mother.
Her depression was cured as a result.
Wu Shishi had seen how upset Yang Ziye was, unable to sleep for several nights.
Now that she finally sees Yang Ziye so confident, Wu Shishi doesn't want him to be bothered by these things anymore.
Anyway, my mother has a house to live in, so it must be those relatives coming to ask her for it again. I just pretended not to hear them.
"My wife still loves me the most."
Yang Ziye kissed Wu Shishi's cheek and took a board from his pocket for her.
"You actually carry that with you all the time?"
Wu Shishi looked at Yang Ziye in surprise; there were still quite a few coupons on there.
"It depends on your mood, I don't know."
Yang Ziye laughed and said that it was his wife who posted it, and it had nothing to do with him.
Anyway, he didn't.
Wu Shishi chuckled softly.
"Xiao Ye".
Qin Ming called out.
"I'm going to play chess with Grandpa Qin."
Yang Ziye ruffled Wu Shishi's hair, then turned to find Qin Ming to play chess.
"Come, come, old man, I think I definitely won't lose this time. How about you give me a ten-step handicap?"
"...How about I just let you win?"
"That won't be necessary..."
Qin Ming and Yang Ziye were thoroughly enjoying themselves.
In half a year, the house was almost finished. All the manpower and materials invested were used up. The house stood tall and looked impressive.
Xia Lan designed a six-story building, which, although not tall, maximizes the usable area.
Hong Kong businessmen, having lost a large sum of money, tried to sell their properties ahead of time, but few were willing to buy them, and they left in disgrace, abandoning their properties there.
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