"Xiaoze, I heard your grandparents are still buying land recently? Must have run through their coffin fund, huh? I heard they even took out a loan from the bank? How can they be so shortsighted?"
Qin Jinfang watched with a face full of ill intent, as if enjoying the spectacle.
Qin Yuze didn't want to bother with him, but Qin Jinfang got more and more excited as he spoke, lecturing like he knew it all:
"You tell me, they have so much money, wouldn't it be better to invest in better projects rather than those meaningless ones with slow returns? Both of them have one foot in the grave already, where would they find the time to wait for that money to pay off? They might kick the bucket in another two years! Isn't this just looking for trouble?"
Qin Jinfang seemed to have heard this pointless gossip from somewhere.
Qin Yuze gave Qin Jinfang a disdainful look: "Are you that idle? Instead of squatting at the entrance of the neighborhood, can't you find a job to do?"
