After sending Guo Zihang away, Jiang Qin also left the beef noodle restaurant and went to the Jeju City Library. He then brought along his benefactor, the rich lady, to the small commodities market.
Feng Nanshu was wearing a floral dress today, which had a natural charm to it. She had a small black leather bag slung over her shoulder and was wearing brown leather shoes, revealing a glimpse of lace-edged thin stockings, giving her a girlish look.
If we were to give a one-sentence evaluation from the perspective of a 38-year-old with a greasy soul, it would be that she looked so young that you could almost wring water out of her.
She strolled along the narrow pedestrian path, her clear and bright eyes drifting towards the goods displayed on the stalls, full of curiosity.
This small commodities market was quite famous around the South City High School because it mainly sold knock-off products at low prices and had a wide variety.
Being a student is genuinely tough.
Especially for those who live at home, they eat at home morning and night, with hardly any pocket money.
So, when the weekend arrives, they would come here in groups, but what they mostly bought were things that were not really worth it.
Feng Nanshu probably heard about this place from others at school, which is why she wanted to check it out.
"Why do they have so many car keys?"
"Oh...those are actually lighters."
"Do you need to take an exam for the 'Beauty Certificate'? I want to get one."
"That's fake, it's meaningless. If you want one, just buy it; they're one yuan each."
"Jiang Qin, I'm thirsty. I want to drink Sprite."
"You're mistaken; that's its sister version, 'Lei Bi'."
"Why is this underwear split in the middle and still being sold?"
"Uh, you're still young; don't inquire about adult matters."
Three minutes later, Feng Nanshu stopped in front of a shop at the corner, unable to move her legs.
In front of her was a rocking toy car in the shape of Hello Kitty, flashing lights and cheerfully calling for little friends to come and play.
Feng Nanshu turned around, looking at Jiang Qin in silence. In her cold gaze, there was a hint of determination, leaving Jiang Qin bewildered.
"You don't want to play with this, do you?"
done.me
"Miss, please listen to me first; this thing is for children under eight."
"You're eighteen; if you want to play with this, you'll definitely be ridiculed on the spot."
Jiang Qin tried to convince her to give up this idea. Although this toy could light up, move, and even sing, it was not suitable for someone who wasn't wearing split-crotch pants.
However, three minutes later, the sweet sound of music could be heard from the shop at the corner.
"What is Daddy's daddy called? Daddy's daddy is called grandpa..."
The beautiful girl was riding on it, giggling, and she was so happy that she seemed to be flying.
Jiang Qin counted the change he had received in the store and couldn't help but smile wryly. He leaned his shoulder against the door frame of the shop, quietly watching her.
That day, he had accidentally seen a sealed schedule in Feng Nanshu's bag. She practiced piano and violin in the morning, ballet and judo in the afternoon, and in the evening, she read the news and financial reports. Only in the afternoon, this girl could take a break in the library.
The rich lady probably didn't have much of a childhood...
That's why she didn't have any friends, didn't socialize, and instead became socially anxious, often misunderstood as aloof.
Jiang Qin smiled and ignored her, instead taking out the contracts from his bag.
He now had four sets of demolition houses in his hands, with varying sizes, and they had cost him a total of 2.73 million from his bank account.
The compensation plan for the redevelopment of the old city in Jeju City had not been announced yet, and he hadn't seen it in his previous life either. However, based on the compensation his third uncle's company received, he could estimate that the compensation in the bustling areas should have a ratio of 1:2.8. Happy Community and Lucky Community were in relatively remote locations, so the compensation might not be as high, perhaps at most 1:2.1.
He wasn't sure about the situation in Rongcheng, but it should be around 1:2.4.
Jeju City wasn't Kyoto or Deep City, and getting rich overnight through demolition was almost impossible. Achieving such a ratio was already quite rare, so why worry about trivial matters?
It's worth noting that the Front Eight Villages located in the North Second Ring were also included in the demolition range in 2018, but the compensation ratio was only 1:1.3.
What did this indicate?
It's like demolition and love, the sequence really matters.
Once the demolition compensation is in hand, Jiang Qin will repay the money Feng Nanshu lent him. By then, he should still have one or two million left in his hands, plus four sets of houses.
Of course, he could choose not to keep the houses and just take the money. However, if he opts for direct cash, he won't get the market price, so the best approach is to personally sell them after receiving them. But that also depends on the specific location of the resettlement houses. If it's in an area with potential for future price increases, he would definitely keep them.
During this waiting period for the demolition compensation, Jiang Qin doesn't plan to sit idle.
He will take another 270,000 yuan to do some business.
Buying demolition houses might be a bit of a speculative move, but true entrepreneurship is entirely different. He wants to quickly get into an entrepreneurial mindset, so he needs to become familiar with business processes and tactics.
So, he'll use this 270,000 yuan as capital to start a small venture in Jeju City, treating it as a trial run before officially starting his business.
As he was thinking about this, the music next to him suddenly stopped.
The rocking time was over.
But Feng Nanshu, perched on Hello Kitty, refused to get off. Her eyes still sparkled with unfulfilled joy.
Jiang Qin chuckled helplessly and pulled a coin from his pocket, placing it in her palm.
"Come and play with me," Feng Nanshu pointed to another one nearby.
"Me? I'm a grown man, a mighty gentleman, an unparalleled hunk. Don't joke with me..."
Three minutes later, a duet of "What is Daddy's daddy called" echoed from the entrance of the small shop.
Jiang Qin sat in the ill-fitting compartment, swaying along with Hello Kitty, a look of surprise on his face.
This thing...
It's really damn fun!
After rocking for a while, the two crazy Hello Kitty rides finally came to a stop. The shop owner also emerged, furrowing his brow and his eyes filled with anger.
"How much does a kid weigh?"
"And you, a tall and big young man, how much do you weigh?"
"Don't you have any sense in your head, damn it!"
However, Jiang Qin didn't pay attention to the shop owner's expression. Instead, he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out the old Nokia phone that his father had left.
While he was on the rocking car, he had a constant feeling that something was making noise. When he opened the phone, he realized it was the notification sound for QQ messages, and it was the 2008 version of mobile QQ, incredibly retro.
"Jiang Ge, guess where the class reunion is this time!"
"Alright, alright, I won't keep you in suspense. The reunion location is also in the City Within the City. How coincidental, right?"
"Qin Ziang has booked a classmate banquet at the Longwei Hotel nearby. I'm on my way there now. I must make that foolish guy cry today!"
"Oh, by the way, aren't you also near the City Within the City? After eating, I'll come find you, and we can go home together!"
Guo Zihang's profile picture showed a long-haired guy with sunglasses, and the image had an Abao-style filter, a real non-mainstream look.
Jiang Qin found it hard to understand why Guo Zihang, who was short, chubby, and dark-skinned in real life, insisted on using a thin, chicken-like guy as his profile picture. What was he thinking?
Weird...
Darn it, this nine-key physical keyboard is really hard to use!
Jiang Qin directly pressed the hang-up button, returning to the home screen, with no patience to reply to the message.
"Rich lady, where do you want to go next?"
"To eat junk food!"
Feng Nanshu extended her hand, using her delicate fingers to point to the snack shop ahead, her eyes sparkling.