Chapter 92 The Ninety-Second Day of Not Running Away The Ninety-Second Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 92 The Ninety-Second Day of Not Running Away The Ninety-Second Day of Not Running Away...

The bidding results came out quickly.

As expected, Hu Cheng's Chengyi Company won the 2,000-square-meter plot of land for a high price of two million. At the same time, all the bidding companies realized that today's battle was going to be tough.

Sure enough, land prices continued to rise afterward.

In the end, the 13,000-square-meter plot of land was acquired by Mr. Xu, a Hong Kong businessman, for 130 million yuan.

"Holy crap, that's 130 million!"

Wang Quanquan was completely stunned.

The biggest number he had ever seen in his life was this string of numbers. Wang Jianquan tugged at Chen Bozheng's sleeve in disbelief, "How can Hong Kong people be so rich?!"

Chen Bozheng is quite knowledgeable, having been to the United States and seen the world. He was also surprised. "Their company has been developing for decades. Besides, property prices in Hong Kong are not cheap. They must have made a lot of money in Hong Kong real estate."

"Good heavens!" Wang Jianquan scratched his head.

This simple and honest man, although he had seen a lot of the world after leaving the army and working in a state-owned enterprise, and had also broadened his horizons when he was a contractor, still found it hard to imagine who could come up with such a large sum of money all at once.

130 million, that's 130 million!

Mr. Xu was surrounded by a large crowd, making it almost impossible to move.

Not long after Chen Bozheng and the others came out of the bidding area, they saw Hu Cheng and the old lady walking out hand in hand.

Unable to contain his anger, Liang Wenxuan rushed forward and grabbed Hu Cheng by the collar: "You bastard!"

Hu Cheng was chatting and laughing with the old lady when he was suddenly grabbed by Liang Wenxuan. Startled and angry, he immediately shouted, "Help! Help! Someone's going to hit me!"

This is, after all, the entrance to a government agency, and quite a few leaders have come here today.

As soon as he shouted that, a number of police officers rushed out.

Chen Bozheng quickly went up and pulled Liang Wenxuan aside, saying to the police officers, "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, they are friends."

"Stop trying to scam me. I, Hu Cheng, don't have such low-class friends."

Hu Cheng pulled Liang Wenxuan's hand away, dusted himself off, and said disdainfully, "Liang Wenxuan, since you're here, that's perfect. Tell Sun Yue that my divorce from her can't be delayed any longer. Hurry up and come to my house tomorrow so we can all get the divorce papers done and go our separate ways!"

"You son of a bitch, you think you can just dump my sister like that? You're dreaming!"

Liang Wenxuan had been suppressing his anger, but hearing Hu Cheng's words was like adding fuel to the fire, and he instantly became furious again.

The old woman frowned and said rudely to the police officer next to her, "Is this how unruly you Chinese people are? These people are threatening my friend, what are you standing here for!"

The police officers were somewhat embarrassed. They knew the old lady was a Chinese businesswoman and were afraid of being complained about, so they came over and hinted, "Comrades, this place is not for people to cause trouble. If you have any issues, you should resolve them privately."

Chen Bozheng understood and immediately said, "Don't worry, we'll leave right away."

He pulled Liang Wenxuan along, gave Hua Lingfeng and Wang Jianquan a wink, and the group got into the car and drove away quickly.

Hua Lingfeng saw Hu Cheng spit triumphantly at them from behind in the rearview mirror.

He was seething with hatred inside.

This morning, everyone left home in high spirits and full of anticipation, but now they're returning with gloom and despair.

"Let's have lunch, guys."

Chen Bo was the first to compose himself. He stubbed out his cigarette and said to Wang Jianquan and the others, "No matter what, we still have to eat."

Liang Wenxuan's face was pale. He wiped his face and said awkwardly, "I'll treat everyone to lunch as an apology. I'll also give you 10,000 yuan of my own money as compensation."

"No need, Mr. Liang, no one could have predicted this."

Chen Bo waved his hand, "You can treat us to a meal, but giving us money would be an insult to us. No matter what, we know this can't be blamed on you. You don't have foresight, how could you know that person was so cunning?"

Wang Quanjian couldn't hold back any longer. He stamped his foot and said, "That's right! My comrade has been watching him for days, and he still couldn't guess that he and that old lady were a couple. You tell me, this, this..."

Chen Bozheng found joy in hardship: "This shows that only by enduring the bitterest of hardships can one rise above others. He's so willing to go all out, no wonder he's made a fortune."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

The idea of ​​a young woman marrying an older man has sparked much discussion in society. Current societal views are still quite traditional, and people tend to accept couples of similar age. For social values ​​to completely deteriorate and become solely driven by profit, we'll have to wait until China joins the WTO and society becomes focused on money. Only then will people no longer find it strange that people marry elderly men in their seventies or eighties for financial gain.

The atmosphere inside the room had improved somewhat, and just as everyone was about to leave, the monk and Guangren arrived.

Guangren glanced at the group and chuckled, "What a coincidence? Everyone's here."

Chen Bo patted Guangren on the shoulder, "Old Guang, you smell of alcohol so early in the morning. What time did you drink last night?"

"You son of a bitch, who am I drinking for? It's all to help you guys make connections."

Guangren acted as if he were one of the guests, walking straight to the sofa as soon as he entered, grabbing an apple and popping it into his mouth. "Monk, tell him how big a deal we made last night!"

Chen Bo looked at the monk with a puzzled expression.

The monk scratched his head: "Last night we were drinking with people from the Chaoyang District Land Bureau. Brother Guang did something for them, and they promised to help us find some land we could access."

"real?!"

Everyone stood up at once.

The monk was startled. "Why are you all so agitated? That piece of land isn't big, just over a thousand square meters, and there's a holdout who refuses to relocate. Things aren't that simple."

Chen Bo put his hand on the monk's shoulder and said, "Come on, have you eaten yet? Let's go eat and chat while we eat!"

The group randomly picked a restaurant and ordered a few meat dishes.

The monk then began to recount what had happened the previous night.

Section Chief Cai from the Land Bureau is a real problem, but he has one flaw: he loves to drink. As long as you drink with him and have a good time, anything is negotiable.

Last night, Monk and Guangren went all out to please Section Chief Cai, mixing both white and red wine.

By the end, both of them were almost unconscious when Section Chief Cai finally felt satisfied and gave them this information.

"Old Cai is a reliable man; he's a man of his word and he won't lie to you."

Guangren spends his days drinking with various leaders and bosses in Beijing, and he knows their personalities very well.

He yawned and leaned back lazily in his chair: "But you guys have to finalize this quickly. Old Cai has a lot of work to do, and if it takes too long, he might forget about it."

The monk said, "Yes, this matter might be a bit troublesome. We don't have any money on hand."

Guangren jokingly said, "How about I take a share? A thousand square meters would only cost around 500,000 to 600,000. I'll put up 100,000 and take a 10% share. What do you guys think?"

Don't be fooled by the fact that Guangren only wants 100,000 yuan for a 10% share, which seems like a huge loss. In reality, he's getting a great deal.

He only needs to put up the capital and then sit back and wait to receive dividends. Chen Bozheng and his team have to handle all the details themselves, such as building houses and sales.

Chen Bozheng laughed and said, "Brother Guang, we'll cooperate with you again next time. We happen to have enough money on hand this time, so we won't take advantage of you."

"What do you mean? Didn't you go to bid this morning?" Guangren asked, puzzled. "Didn't you win the bid?"

Chen Bozheng and the others exchanged glances.

Chen Bozheng briefly explained the situation, and Guang Renhe suddenly realized, "No wonder you all looked so pale earlier, so this is what happened. We've really helped you a lot this time. Since you have the capital, you have to sell me two houses after they're built."

"Don't worry, we'll pick the best location for you later!"

Chen Bozheng was very accommodating.

Guangren has a wide network of connections. Putting everything else aside, just for helping out with drinks, he should be given some reward. "I'll give it to you directly later."

"That won't do. You worked so hard building the house, I still have to pay you what I owe you," Guangren said, declining the offer.

After some back and forth, they finally reached an agreement that Guangren would buy the property at cost price in the future.

After finalizing the matter, Chen Bo asked Guangren to arrange a meeting with Section Chief Cai. Finally, on Sunday, Section Chief Cai managed to find time to accompany them to see the land.

As they walked, Chen Bozheng and his group realized that something was wrong. Why did this address look so familiar?

Hua Lingfeng whispered to Liang Wenxuan, "How come I remember that the piece of land we were bidding on before was in this area?"

Liang Wenxuan looked around. "It is very close, but it can't be such a coincidence."

However, things sometimes just happen by chance.

The land they wanted to see was right next to the land they had originally bid for.

Upon arriving at the location, Section Chief Cai waved his hand and pointed to a large area undergoing demolition, saying, "This area was originally planned by the bureau to be merged into a large residential area of ​​over 3,000 square meters, but look at that place—"

He pointed to a few bungalows standing amidst the ruins. “Those houses belong to an old man. His ancestors were high-ranking officials and were wealthy. This land used to belong to his family. It was confiscated ten years ago, but it was later returned. The old man did nothing but rent houses and eat tiled roofs to make a living. When we were demolishing the land, we asked someone to talk to him. We offered him 600 yuan per square meter, but he refused no matter what. You see, the old man’s houses are scattered here and there. He refused to relocate, so the land couldn’t be developed. We had no choice but to demolish it. We put the left side up for bidding, and the right side was stuck with us.”

Section Chief Cai exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes sweeping over Chen Bozheng and the others: "If you want to acquire this land, the market price is 500 yuan per square meter, but you have to deal with that old man yourselves, but you can't cause any trouble. I haven't taken any benefit from helping you with this; I'm purely helping the old man and the monk."

"Thank you, Section Chief Cai." Chen Bozheng and the others understood.

Chen Bo was looking at the piece of land, his eyes deep and unfathomable.