Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

"Real estate?"

"correct."

"Listen to my buddy's advice and withdraw your funds immediately."

"Xiao Kun, you are not optimistic about the real estate market in Qiongzhou Island?"

"I am very pessimistic. I think the real estate market in Qiongzhou Island is too bubbled and will burst sooner or later."

"No way, Qiongzhou Island is a special economic zone that the country is focusing on developing. How could it possibly go bankrupt?"

"Don't you think the current real estate market in Qiongzhou Island is too abnormal? The real estate industry in Qiongzhou Island is now completely a game of passing the parcel. It all depends on whose hand the bomb explodes in the end."

"Xiao Kun, you worry too much."

"Lao Wang, we have so many young brothers. I have said everything I need to say. It is up to you whether you want to listen or not."

Yang Yukun didn't expect that Wang Aiguo would dive headfirst into the big pit of the real estate industry on Qiongzhou Island.

Since the establishment of the Special Economic Zone on Qiongzhou Island, people and funds have poured into Qiongzhou Island with the idea that they could not miss Qiongzhou Island again after missing out on Pengcheng, causing housing prices to rise rapidly and leading to the establishment of a large number of real estate companies.

During the peak period, there were more than 20,000 real estate companies on Qiongzhou Island, and housing prices were nearly 10,000 yuan per square meter.

Yang Yukun remembered that it seemed that in June this year, the higher authorities would introduce policies, and combined with various other factors, the real estate bubble in Qiongzhou Island would be burst, housing prices would plummet, and more than 95 percent of real estate companies would go bankrupt.

It’s not even February yet, so there’s still a chance to withdraw.

If we don't retreat now, it will be too late.

He said so much to Wang Aiguo because they were friends, but Wang Aiguo didn't seem to listen to his words.

He has said everything that should be said. If Wang Aiguo is unwilling to withdraw, when the real estate market in Qiongzhou Island crashes, don't blame him as a brother for not warning him.

"Xiao Kun, if you don't play the real estate game, you don't know the prospects of the real estate industry. The Qiongzhou Island real estate market will never collapse. I have studied the Qiongzhou Island real estate market, and it can at least rise to 15,000 per square meter."

"Old Wang, I think you are crazy."

"Don't worry, I'm very sober. Do you know how much money I made in Qiongzhou Island in the past few months? I invested all the money I made from stock subscription certificates. I made this amount, in 100 million.

To make this much money, I have to sell so many electronic products and process so many electronic parts for others. I can’t make that much even in ten years.”

Wang Aiguo made nearly 30 million yuan by trading stock subscription certificates. He invested all the money in the real estate market of Qiongzhou Island and established a real estate company on the island.

Three months ago, he took over a piece of land from someone else. There was nothing on the land. He sold the barren land to someone else and made several million in one go.

In just a few months, the money he invested in the real estate market in Qiongzhou Island increased from tens of millions to hundreds of millions.

Three hundred million.

The annual profit of his electronics factory in Yangcheng is only a few million, and if he is lucky, he can make a profit of tens of millions.

He would have to work for others for 30 or 40 years to make as much money as he did in the real estate market on Qiongzhou Island in the past few months.

He had long lost interest in managing the electronics factory and handed it over to his subordinates, while he focused all his attention on Qiongzhou Island.

As for Yang Yukun's words that the real estate market on Qiongzhou Island was about to collapse, Wang Aiguo did not take them to heart.

Qiongzhou Island is a special economic zone established by the state. How could the real estate market collapse?

Even if it is going to collapse, it will definitely not collapse in a short period of time. It is impossible for him to withdraw funds from the real estate market in Qiongzhou Island now.

He will never call off his troops until the number reaches 15,000.

"Old Wang, you are really crazy. Why don't you just run your company well and make it bigger and stronger?"

Although Wang Aiguo's company mainly processes electronic components for others, it also produces some electronic products itself and has established its own research and development center. The several small electronic products it produces independently have good reputation and sales.

If we continue to work hard in this field, we may become a leading company in the field of small electronics and small household appliances in the future.

Wang Aiguo put down his teacup and said, "Xiao Kun, we haven't seen each other for such a long time. When I came back from Guangzhou, I first came to see my parents and then to see you. Can you please not spoil my fun?"

"Okay, I won't say anything more, I wish you good luck."

After making a lot of quick money from stock subscription certificates and the real estate market on Qiongzhou Island, it is obvious that Wang Aiguo no longer has the desire to run his business well and it is difficult for him to listen to other people's advice.

If he continued talking like that, this guy would get really angry, and the brotherhood they had shared for so many years might even be severed.

That's it.

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

This guy might only truly mature if he has to take a big fall.

Wang Aiguo changed the subject: "Don't talk about me, how are you doing recently?"

"It seems like that. I have nothing to do all day so I just cook, drink tea and read books at home."

"You're still leisurely."

"I am just like this. You know I have been friends for so many years."

"Have dinner at my place tomorrow night. It's been a while since we've been together, so let's get together as brothers. I'll cook for you myself."

"Row."

The two of them chatted about meaningless topics.

After a while, Xiao Zongzi, Pingping, Xiao Yumi, Wang Youzhi and Black Panther came back from outside.

"Uncle Wang, you're back."

"Little Zongzi, Pingping, Little Yumi, I haven't seen you for a long time. This is the gift your uncle brought you." "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"You're welcome." Wang Aiguo said, "Xiao Kun, I'll leave first and go there early tomorrow afternoon."

"Row."

"Little Zongzi, Pingping, Little Corn, go to uncle's house for dinner tomorrow. Uncle will cook a big meal for you."

"Okay."

Wang Aiguo said to Wang Youzhi, "Come on, son. It's time to go home. I'll take you back to your mother first."

"Uncle Kun, Xiao Zongzi, Pingping, Xiao Yumi, I'm going back first."

"Goodbye, Brother Youzhi."

"Goodbye."

"gone."

Wang Aiguo and his son Wang Youzhi said goodbye and left. Yang Yukun sent the father and son to the door and watched them drive out of the alley.

Sighed.

Close the door and go back home.

Little Zongzi, Pingping and Little Yumi are opening their presents.

…………

the next day.

The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and after tomorrow it will be a new year.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the Kunping private jet landed at the Imperial Capital Airport.

Xu Jingping drove his Pangu Wrangler off-road vehicle from the plane and rushed home with a bunch of southern Yunnan specialties he bought in Chuncheng.

After being away from home for so many days, she couldn't wait to see Yang Yukun and the children.

Forty minutes later, Xu Jingping parked the car in front of his house.

"Xiao Kun, Xiao Zongzi, Ping Ping, Xiao Yumi, I'm back!"

"Mom is back!"

"mom!"

"Mom, I missed you so much, you're finally back!"

"Woof woof woof...!"

"Mom misses you too, Black Panther. I know you are very happy to see me. Okay, okay, stop jumping."

"Welcome home, wife."

Hearing Xu Jingping's voice, Yang Yukun followed the children to the gate.

"Help me get some things. I bought a lot of southern Yunnan specialties. I'll give some to Master and the others later."

"Got it."

"Xiao Kun, I want to eat fish hotpot."

"Wife, we can't have the fish hotpot tonight. Lao Wang is back from Guangzhou and asked us to go to his house for dinner. We can have the fish hotpot tomorrow."

Yesterday on the phone, Xu Jingping said he wanted to eat fish hotpot, but last night Wang Aiguo said he would treat them to dinner tonight.

We haven't gotten together for such a long time, and this time Wang Aiguo wants to treat them to a meal when he comes back from Guangzhou, so they can't just not go.

Let's prepare a sliced ​​fish hotpot for the New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow and give it to Xu Jingping.

"We can eat tomorrow. Where are my parents? Aren't they home? Where did they go?"

"We are at Aunt Cheng's house. My eldest sister and her husband also asked us to have dinner with them today."

"Then I'll go to my eldest sister and brother-in-law's house to eat, and you go to Lao Wang's."

"also."

This morning, my eldest brother-in-law came over and asked us to go to his house for dinner in the evening. He also invited Han Chunming, Yang Huajian, Mao Ditu and others.

Didn’t Wang Aiguo say hello yesterday? He must be going to Wang Aiguo.

Then let Xu Jingping go to his eldest sister and brother-in-law's house for dinner. It just so happens that the couple can split up and go to the two houses respectively.

"Little Zongzi, Pingping, Little Yumi, are you going to have dinner with your mother at your aunt's house, or with your father at Uncle Wang's house?"

"Let's go to Auntie's house to eat. Uncle Jun's cooking is better than Uncle Wang's."

"Then Dad will go to Uncle Wang's house alone."

"Little Zongzi, Pingping, Little Corn, let's go to your aunt's house."

"Black Panther, let's go."

Xu Jingping took two portions of southern Yunnan specialties and took the children to Cheng Xueru's house for dinner.

After his wife and children left, Yang Yukun took a portion of the local specialties his wife brought back, put two jars of wine in the car, and went to Wang Aiguo's house. (End of this chapter)