Chapter 162 The 162nd day since I stopped running...

Chapter 162 The 162nd day since I stopped running...

Xingheng Real Estate's advertising campaign was aggressive; for several days in a row, their real estate ads filled the newspapers.

Chen Bozheng told Wang Jianquan and the others not to pay attention to the situation over there for the time being. The Jingyun residential area they were working on had been completed and they were currently helping Hong Kong businessmen with renovations. The Jingyang residential area was under demolition and reconstruction, and they had sufficient funds.

Chen Bozheng is no longer in a hurry to sell his house as before. He estimates that the housing prices in Beijing will rise significantly in the next few years, so there is no need to rush to sell the Jingyang community. He is sure that the houses will be sold in the future.

But there's a saying: a karmic entanglement.

Chen Bozheng did not intend to run into Wang Xun and his group.

But Beijing can be really small sometimes; you can run into people even while eating.

They were there to invite a few bosses to dinner. Those bosses were big bosses of steel bars and cement suppliers in Beijing, and their net worth was estimated to be in the eight figures.

Chen Bozheng's development wasn't large, but it had a good reputation and timely payments, so the bosses were very accommodating.

Just then, Wang Xun suddenly pushed open the door with his men, holding a bottle of Remy Martin in his hand. "Mr. Xu, Mr. Zhou, you guys are really not being fair. We couldn't get you to come out for dinner, but you've come to dine with President Chen."

Mr. Xu and his companions looked surprised, but being seasoned professionals, they stood up and greeted him with smiles: "What brings you here, Mr. Wang?"

“What a coincidence! I had arranged to have dinner with Mr. Lin and the others,” Wang Xun said. “Mr. Lin and the others are designers from Hong Kong. Their designs are truly exceptional. They’re from Hong Kong and don’t like other cuisines, so I invited them here. I didn’t expect to run into you all. What a coincidence! Mr. Chen, it’s been a while since we last met.”

As he spoke, he opened the bottle of liquor in a familiar manner, "Come on, since we've met today, let's not be shy. This is Rémy Martin from Hong Kong, let me toast you all first."

He picked up his glass to pour the wine, but Chen Bo stood up with a smile, grabbed his hand, and stopped him. Wang Xun looked up at him and said, "What's wrong, Mr. Chen? Are you afraid of getting drunk? It's alright, I'll just have my brother drive you home later."

"That's not the case," Chen Bozheng said. "I'm worried that with so many people here, if you have a drink with everyone, Mr. Wang, you won't be able to leave after you finish."

Wang Xun raised an eyebrow and looked at Chen Bozheng.

Chen Bozheng's lips curled up: "Isn't President Wang thinking the same thing? Or is he really planning to toast all of us?"

Mr. Xu chuckled and said, "I can't drink too much lately. My wife says I have fatty liver. If I don't watch what I eat, I won't be able to go home."

“If that’s the case, then I won’t try to persuade you anymore.” Wang Xun smiled and nodded to Boss Xu: “Your health is the most important thing.”

He looked up at Chen Bozheng: "Mr. Chen, how are your properties selling lately?"

Chen Bozheng frankly said, "It's just average. It's not as good as Xingheng's business. I heard they sold more than twenty houses in one go. That's impressive."

Wang Xun put down the wine bottle. "It's alright, I guess. You were lucky; it didn't affect your business, did it?"

Chen Bozheng said, "It has an impact."

Wang Xun was taken aback, while Chen Bo smiled and said, "However, we can't rush the sale of this house. As long as the house is of good quality, someone will appreciate its value sooner or later. What do you think?"

“That makes sense,” Wang Xun lit a cigarette. “However, it’s a new era now. Even the best wine needs advertising. Brother Chen, you need to promote your neighborhood more. After all, your reputation wasn’t very good before. I’m worried about you.”

"Thank you so much," Chen Bozheng said.

Wang Xun met his gaze, and both of them smiled, but the air seemed thick with tension.

Boss Xu and the others did not dare to speak.

Wang Xun chuckled and cupped his hands in greeting to Boss Xu and the others: "Boss Xu, I won't bother you any longer. Please enjoy your meal. This meal is on me tonight."

He came like a gust of wind, and he left like a gust of wind.

The person who brought them closed the door, not forgetting to give Chen Bozheng a provocative look.

Mr. Xu and the others glanced at the doorway, then hesitated to speak to Chen Bozheng.

Mr. Xu said, "Mr. Chen, Wang Xun is a bit domineering in business, so you'd better be careful."

Boss Zhou reminded him, "This guy mixes shady and legitimate business dealings. We're honest business people, there's no need to bother with him."

Chen Bo was picking up the teapot to pour tea for them when he heard this and said self-deprecatingly, "I understand what you two brothers are saying, but you all saw it just now, was I making things difficult for him? It was clearly him making things difficult for me."

Boss Xu pointed at Chen Bozheng with his finger and said, "You're not being honest. We don't believe you can really suffer a loss. But let me warn you, this guy is cunning. We're always on edge when doing business with him."

Chen Bozheng knew what was going on, but Hua Lingfeng cursed and became extremely agitated after hearing about it.

This confused Chen Bozheng.

He looked at Hua Lingfeng, both amused and exasperated, "Little Hua, why are you even more hot-tempered than me?"

Hua Lingfeng didn't want to mention it, but Wang Jianquan knew everything. "He was probably laughed at by Young Master Lin and his group again, and he couldn't save face."

Previously, Hua Lingfeng made money from investing in Jingyun Community and was quite proud of himself among the second generation. Now that people see their business is not doing well, they can't help but make a few sarcastic remarks.

Hua Lingfeng said, "I'm not doing this for Young Master Lin and the others. Did you know that Section Chief Cai and that Wang Xun are also having a fierce battle?"

Liang Wenxuan's hand trembled as he held the purple clay teapot, spilling tea onto his neck. He quickly wiped his mouth and asked, "Is that so?"

"Absolutely true!" Hua Lingfeng said angrily. "We took over the Jingyang residential area out of respect for him, and we haven't made things difficult for him at all. But he's gotten so close to Wang Xun. Isn't he planning to sell the land in this area to him? Before, he was in Xicheng District, which was a bit far away, but if he really buys a piece of land here as well, then he's coming all the way to our hometown and wants to fight us head-on!"

"It's not very kind of Section Chief Cai to do this."

Wang Jianquan, who rarely speaks ill of others, couldn't help but frown and show displeasure on his face.

Chen Bo was frowning, holding a fountain pen, with several newspapers in front of him.

Liang Wenxuan said to Chen Bozheng, "Other things are easy to talk about, but Lao Cai's relationship is something we worked so hard to maintain. Is it fair to just let someone else take it away like this?"

Chen Bozheng knew that Liang Wenxuan's words were the key point.

When he found Lao Cai's house, Lao Cai was helping his family carry a gas cylinder. Lao Cai was not old, but the gas cylinder was heavy, and he couldn't lift it after trying for a while.

Chen Bozheng immediately hoisted the gas cylinder onto his shoulder. "Third floor, right?"

When Lao Cai saw it was him, he was stunned for a moment. "President Chen, this...this is too much trouble!"

"It's nothing, I'm used to moving things. You're an office worker, it's different from us." Chen Bo joked as he walked up the stairs. "Please show me the way, and don't call me General Manager Chen, it's embarrassing. Just call me Little Chen."

Section Chief Cai lived in a unit-allocated apartment building. The apartment was small, the corridors were narrow, and there was barely enough space for one person to walk through the hallway. The rest of the building was filled with tables, stoves, pots and pans from various households.

It was dinnertime, and everyone was busy.

Section Chief Cai's wife was chopping vegetables when she heard footsteps. She grumbled, "You're so slow coming downstairs to get the gas cylinder! The child is starving!"

When Section Chief Cai's wife looked up, she saw a stranger and paused in surprise.

After Section Chief Cai introduced her, she said "Oh" and Chen Bo helped her change the gas cylinder without any hesitation. "Then I've come at just the right time. I also brought a roast duck and a cold dish platter. Sister-in-law, do you have an extra bowl of rice at home tonight?"

"Roast duck?!" The child inside heard the noise, peeked out, and swallowed hard when he saw the dishes Chen Bo was carrying.

Section Chief Cai's wife glanced at Section Chief Cai, took the dishes from Chen Bozheng's hand, and said, "Old Cai, you have a friend like this. I've never met you before, but since you're here, I'll give you as many bowls of rice as you want, let alone just one."

Section Chief Cai's home is very cramped, only about 40 square meters. It has been divided into two rooms: one for the couple and one for the children. The living room serves as a study and also as a place for the children to do their homework.

After finishing his meal, Chen Bo was about to leave when Section Chief Cai offered to walk him downstairs.

It was already dark, and the streetlights cast a dim yellow glow. Section Chief Cai looked at Chen Bozheng and asked, "You really just came here for a meal?"

Chen Bo thought for a moment, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a few foreign exchange certificates, handing them to Section Chief Cai.

Section Chief Cai glanced at it; a little over a hundred foreign exchange certificates, nothing much. He looked at the foreign exchange certificates and then at Chen Bozheng.

Chen Bozheng laughed and said, "Old Cai, we're all friends, you won't think my gift to your two kids is too meager, will you? A hundred or so isn't a small amount, you can buy them a couple of outfits at the Friendship Store."

Seeing that he was sincere, Section Chief Cai accepted the gift, saying, "Thanks."

"Don't be so polite," Chen Bo said. "You've really impressed me."

Section Chief Cai lit a cigarette, puffing out smoke as he looked at him through the haze, "What aspect?"

“In all aspects,” Chen Bozheng said. With Section Chief Cai’s position, which was low in power, it was no exaggeration to say that it wouldn’t be difficult for him to scramble for several houses on his own.

I never expected that we would be living in such a house.

Section Chief Cai said, “What do you people take me for? I eat and drink with you because it’s for official business. Do you really think I’m short of food and drink? What’s the difference in the end? Besides, the food at restaurants outside isn’t as good as my wife’s. I’d rather eat cabbage and pork dumplings made by my wife at home than eat lobster and abalone outside. It’s made my health much worse than before. Don’t look at me like this now. Before, I could carry up two gas cylinders, one on each side, let alone one.”

Chen Bozheng couldn't help but laugh and handed him a pack of cigarettes. "Don't worry, I won't laugh at your weak health. You're just being held back by official duties."

Section Chief Cai pointed at him, wanting to curse but finding it amusing. He stubbed out his cigarette and said to Chen Bozheng, "I've more or less guessed why you're here. Go back and tell Hua Lingfeng to rest assured that Wang Xun does have some connections, but I'll handle matters officially and impartially. However—"

Section Chief Cai patted Chen Bozheng on the shoulder and said, "Let me say something. Sometimes, taking too big a step can lead to trouble. A temporary victory doesn't count as a real victory."