Tai Wu poured a basin of cold water on Zhang Nan.
Zhang Nan got angry. “What does it matter if he likes me or not? What does that have to do with me liking him?”
Liking Xie Qian was her own business anyway.
Zhang Nan hid in her room and indulged in sweetness for half a day.
Although Xie Qian did not like her, he did not dislike her either.
The Zhang family sat downstairs, also worrying about Zhang Nan.
Among the younger generation at home, Zhang Nan was the only girl, and the elders doted on her very much, including Zhi Jun’s wife.
When it came to Zhang Nan, Zhi Jun’s wife could not help sighing. “If there had been no trouble in the Xie family, Xie Qian would truly be a good match. Now that the Xie family is in such a mess, even if Xiao Nan could be with Xie Qian, how could she handle those matters?”
Xie Qian’s excellence was beyond doubt.
As prominent as Xie Qian’s excellence was his complicated family background.
Among the people Zhi Jun’s wife knew, not only Xie Jinghu was fooling around outside, but others who messed around outside had a sense of proportion. No one would make it as big as Xie Jinghu.
To handle Xie Qian’s family affairs with ease, one must be a girl with a strong heart and high skills.
Zhang Nan could not do it.
Zhang Nan grew up pampered by the family, carefree and heartless. How could she be a match for Xie Jinghu’s lover?
Grandfather Zhang took his daughter-in-law’s words to heart. “You are right. Xiao Nan is getting older year by year. To prevent her from sinking deeper, we need to find a way to make her give up the idea.”
How about sending Xiao Nan abroad to study?
First, pull the distance apart, then create opportunities for Xiao Nan to meet people outside. The world is so big, there is no need to fixate on one Xie Qian.
Poor Zhang Nan, busy with her girlish heart racing, did not know that the family had already decided to send her abroad.
Once Zhang Zhi Jun left, there was not much meaning for Xie Qian to stay in the capital.
However, Xie Qian could not return to Rong City yet. He bought a flight to Mo Du in the afternoon.
Gong Sheng had been urging Xie Qian to come over before the New Year.
After the seventh day of the first month, government departments ended their holiday. It was time to handle the accumulated affairs from before the year.
When Xie Qian got off the plane, Gong Sheng had a face full of joy. “Boss, if you think there is no problem, we can sign anytime.”
Regarding the demolition, there had been more than a dozen negotiations back and forth. Finally, acceptable demolition conditions for both sides were agreed upon.
Xie Qian nodded. “We can sign.”
If they held out a bit longer, they could get slightly better conditions, but Xie Qian felt it was unnecessary.
With the time spent haggling over details, the compensation could be obtained earlier and start generating money.
Speaking of money making money, Xie Qian remembered the matter of bumping into Yan Yu Chuan at the wine reception before the New Year. “I remember you said they called. What do you think of their project?”
Gong Sheng thought it was worth investing in.
“I believe they have no problem technically. Their disadvantage is being too young. Let’s invest a few million first and see the situation.”
Xie Qian was about to get hundreds of millions in compensation. Manager Gong spoke with great confidence, treating “a few million” as if it were a few pounds. He did not think about how two years ago, when he just started the business with Xie Qian, Xie Qian could only come up with a few million for the logistics company. One million of it was borrowed from Guan Wen Ying, which had not been repaid yet.
With a large sum of money about to come in, dragging on not repaying Wen Ying’s one million would really be unjustifiable.
A faint smile appeared on Xie Qian’s lips. “Gong Ge, help me keep an eye out for suitable properties. I want to buy a house in Mo Du.”
Gong Sheng agreed readily.
The college entrance exam was coming up soon.
After the college entrance exam, Xie Qian would come to Mo Du to develop.
Studies here, career here, buying a house and settling down was inevitable.
Gong Sheng asked Xie Qian what requirements he had for the property, whether he liked old foreign-style houses.
Mo Du had many nostalgic old foreign-style houses, just like the siheyuan in the capital. Some old foreign-style houses were cultural relics units and could not be bought or sold, but some could be traded.
Old foreign-style houses generally had good locations and possessed irreplaceable scarcity. They were the type of property where once sold, one less. If Xie Qian bought an old foreign-style house, not only could he live in it but also invest for appreciation.
Gong Sheng used to be a broker with wide connections in Mo Du. If Xie Qian really wanted, Gong Sheng could quickly compile a list of old foreign-style houses for Xie Qian to choose from.
Gong Sheng was originally recommending it to Xie Qian, but by the end, even he himself was tempted. “Except for the longer handover time, and needing some effort to renovate after buying, it looks like a worthwhile investment no matter how you see it.”
Gong Sheng had another reason he did not say. The high price of old foreign-style houses destined them to circulate only in the circle of rich people. Buying one not only had living and appreciation value but also symbolised status.
Unexpectedly, Xie Qian was not moved at all and rejected Gong Sheng’s thoughtful recommendation.
“I only want a river-view house.”
River-view house?
River-view houses could be bought with money. How could they compare to old foreign-style houses.
But Xie Qian was the boss. The boss’s preferences were the greatest. Gong Sheng said he would search diligently.
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Rong City.
Peng Zong arranged the dinner location at Jinjiang Hotel. This was Rong City’s old landmark. Peng Zong thought Wen Ying and the others would feel more at ease.
From the private room to the menu, Secretary Bai had deliberated repeatedly to ensure tonight’s banquet was flawless.
To be honest, for Peng Zong’s business banquets for big deals, this was the top standard.
After all, it was Peng Zong’s first time showing goodwill to Peng Shao. Secretary Bai did not want to mess it up.
“Eating at Jinjiang Hotel?”
On the way there, Li Meng Jiao chuckled. “Peng Lu Mao’s family is so rich. Should I be nicer to him usually?”
Li Meng Jiao really liked the custom microphone that Peng Tai Tai gave too much.
Whether rich or not did not matter. She just felt that Peng Tai Tai was a friend worth making.
Wen Ying saw through her thoughts and reminded her to behave. “Let’s perform well and give Peng Guo Qing some face.”
Wen Ying was afraid that Li Meng Jiao would get too excited upon seeing Peng Tai Tai and do a split in public.
Li Meng Jiao touched her chin. “If Peng Tai Tai likes it, it is not impossible.”
“Peng Tai Tai would definitely like it, Peng Zong might not.”
Wen Ying emphasised. Li Meng Jiao was quite regretful. “Alright then, I will hold back. Later, I will perform privately for Peng Tai Tai.”
Wang Shuang had never felt her family was poor. This reminder from Li Meng Jiao made Wang Shuang think of the signed edition AJ she treasured at home. She also felt that the Peng family was indeed wealthy.
This gave Wang Shuang a faint worry.
Did making friends now require looking at family background?
Should she go home and urge her parents to work harder to earn more money?
Qin Jiao was also curious about Peng Tai Tai. Qin Yi was thinking: The performance later must be worthy of the “remuneration” paid by Peng Tai Tai.
When they arrived, everyone agreed to let Wen Ying take the lead.
A middle-aged man in a suit stood at the door and proactively shook hands with Wen Ying. “Are you Xiao Wen? I am Guo Qing’s father, Peng Ning Kang.”
Peng Ning Kang?
This name sounded familiar to Wen Ying, as if she had heard it somewhere.
Qin Yi, who was at the back and only wanted to perform well, was stunned. Peng Ning Kang, which Peng Ning Kang?
Peng Ning Kang was quite a serious person. Facing Wen Ying and the others, he did not know what to say. At the critical moment, Peng Tai Tai smiled and came over from the corridor, saving her husband who suffered from social difficulties.
“Oh dear, what are you all doing standing here? Hurry into the private room.”
As Peng Tai Tai spoke, she pulled Wen Ying with one hand, and with the other hand, she also grabbed Li Meng Jiao and Qin Jiao, pulling the three into the room.
