"This Du Yongxiao is really amazing!"
In the office of the president of Cheung Kong Holdings, Li Jiacheng took off his black-rimmed glasses and pinched the corners of his eyes, "I actually thought of joining forces with the Huo family."
Song Bingshu sighed and said, "I wonder if he is lucky enough to know Mr. Huo."
"Luck? I never believe in luck." Li Jiacheng sneered, "If all business people believe in luck and pray to gods and Buddhas, wouldn't everyone become a super tycoon?"
"Boss, what do you mean---"
"Go and call the head of the assets department to come over."
"Yes!" Song Bingshu went over to inform.
Li Jiacheng put on his glasses again, tapped his fingers on the table, and his eyes were sharp.
Soon, Jia Pengfei, the head of the asset department, came over and said, "Boss, do you have a problem with me?"
"Sit!" Li Jiacheng pointed to the sofa.
Jia Pengfei glanced at Song Bingshu, who looked at him, indicating that he didn't know what Boss Li was going to do.
"Coffee, or tea?"
"Oh no need."
Li Jiacheng nodded, "Time is money now. You and Song Dazhuang go out together to take over the land and houses around Times Square and buy whatever you can. I want to swallow up all the real estate in the shortest possible time."
Song Bingshu and Jia Pengfei looked at each other, "Boss, what do you mean--"
"Take a ride!" Li Jiacheng stood up, "You start building the plaza, and I'll buy the surrounding land!"
"Grandma, how much do you want for this tenement building?"
Datouwen was sweating profusely, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand and fanning at his grandma vigorously.
"I'm not selling this house!"
"Why don't you sell it?"
"I want to give my grandson a wife and children." Grandma said, leaning against the wall and chewing peanuts.
"This house is so dilapidated, how can we build it into a new house?" Da Tou Wen continued to work hard, "Why don't you sell it to me and I'll give you more money?"
"The house is so shabby, why do you want to buy it?"
"Oh, I grew up here when I was a kid, and now I want to move back and reminisce about the past."
"Are you from here?"
"of course."
"Do you know the rabbit-headed Asan who sells sugar-roasted chestnuts on the street?"
"Ah? We know each other, of course we know each other!"
"Rabbit Head Asan is my son. He sells sugar-roasted chestnuts just to get a wife for my grandson!"
"It turns out that we are all old neighbors. Please give me a price!"
Grandma swallowed the peanut kernels she was chewing and said, "Thirty thousand, if you take out thirty thousand, I will sell you this tenement building!"
Datou Wen was stunned and said hurriedly: "Thirty thousand is too expensive, why not twenty thousand? I accept your favor."
Grandma shook her head like a rattle, "I won't sell it for less than thirty thousand!"
"Grandma, don't be so stubborn. We are old neighbors. I used to go to your son Tutou Asan to buy roasted chestnuts with sugar!"
Grandma smiled, "You know, my son is not a rabbit-headed Asan, and he doesn't sell sugar-roasted chestnuts. He works at the dock."
"Ah, why did you--"
"Try to see if you are honest. Now I know you are not honest."
Old Man Datouwen blushed and was about to continue bargaining with Grandma when a voice said: "Grandma, is it 30,000? I bought this building!"
As he spoke, Douji Qiang walked over with a smile and took out a wad of money from his arms, "Here is the deposit. We can sign the contract tomorrow."
"Fighting cock is strong, how can you cut off your beard when you are on the street?" Datou Wen said angrily.
Fighting Chicken shrugged: "Who told you to start too late and keep bargaining!"
"you----"
"Don't blame me, you should hurry up and go to the next house. I just saw the buck-toothed horse, Zhuang Dingxian ran over, and, by the way, Ren Darong!"
"Ah, Ren Darong does it too? Isn't he very noble?"
"What a arrogant person! He is the fastest among so many people!"
"Uncle, how much do you want for this arcade?" Ren Da
Rong asked the old man with a kind face.
The old man smoked a pipe and pot, squatted on the ground and said, "How much can you give me?"
"I can give you the market price."
"What's the market price?"
"Thirty thousand."
"Too little."
"It's quite a lot. I've heard about it, and the housing prices here are about the same."
"Young man, please don't dazzle me. I didn't even sell this buck-toothed boy who just offered me thirty thousand yuan!" The old man looked at Ren Darong sideways, "I saw that you looked honest, so I wanted to talk to you a few more words. The price is fifty thousand!"
"It's too much, uncle. This arcade is old and dilapidated, and it's not worth that much money."
"Haha, you've never lived here. I have the final say on how much it's worth!" The old man said while banging his pipe and pot. "The last sentence, do you want to buy it or not?"
Ren Darong hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll buy it!"
"That's right. Although my arcade is dilapidated, it is very comfortable to live in!" The old man was very satisfied with Ren Darong's attitude.
Ren Darong gave the old man a deposit and simply signed the contract, planning to officially take over the building tomorrow.
As soon as Ren Darong left, the old man shouted upstairs with a smile on his face: "Thank you, young man! I didn't expect this shabby building to be sold for so much money!"
"No need to thank me, it's just a little help!" Zhuang Dingxian came down from upstairs, "But sir, we agreed before ---"
"I know! I know!" The old man grinned and said, "Five thousand, I'll give it to you later! Haha, a dilapidated building originally worth 30,000 can be sold for 50,000. I've earned 15,000 more, and I'm satisfied. !」
Zhuang Dingxian gave the uncle a thumbs up: "Uncle, you are wise!"
Du Yongxiao is surrounded by five tiger generals, Da Tou Wen, Buck Tooth Horse, Dou Chong Qiang, as well as Ren Darong and Zhuang Dingxian. The Eight Immortals cross the sea and each show their magical powers.
Liu Jianxiong and Bai Yingjun are not idle here either, they are also frantically taking over buildings and land.
I don’t know who leaked the news. After Lei Luo, Lan Gang, and Han Sen learned the news, they immediately began to assign troops to attack Causeway Bay.
"Auntie, are you selling this house? Fifteen thousand!"
"Uncle, at most you can build a toilet on this land, why not sell it to me? At the very least you can earn a coffin book!"
Lei Luo and the others took too big a step, and it soon affected the other big guys in the police station.
The old fox Yan Xiong knew it immediately, and he was not idle either. He asked his subordinates Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin to join the repossession team. According to him, although he hated Du Yongxiao deeply, this did not prevent him from following Du Yongxiao to make money.
Yan Xiong's way of repossessing properties is quite wild. He specially looks for those landlords who owe gambling debts and loan sharks, and then he will use emotion and reason to deal with them. If emotion and reason don't work, then he will serve them with a whip. Those who were in debt quickly sold their properties to Yan Xiong at a low price.
When Li Jiacheng's subordinates Song Bingshu and Jia Pengfei came to Causeway Bay with their professional repossession team, they realized they were late.
Detectives, plainclothes, and even the military and police throughout Hong Kong speculated and repossessed properties collectively.
The overwhelming force completely shocked the two of them.
"How could this happen?"
"Are these guys crazy?"
at the same time---
Those plainclothes detectives and uniformed police officers who had benefited from the benefits all invariably placed a statue of the God of Wealth in their homes and burned three sticks of incense in the morning and evening: "Inspector Du, bless you and make you rich!"
