Chapter 15: Huang Qi

“Ha ha, that’s about enough,” Chu Nan smiled. “I came here intending to buy a house.”

“Buy a house?” Jiang Yuwei was momentarily stunned, casting him a look of utter surprise. “Why do you want to buy a house at this time?”

“Don’t you doubt whether I can afford it?” That was what surprised Chu Nan the most.

Jiang Yuwei paused. “So you mean you were lying to me?”

“Not exactly. But logically, shouldn’t you be questioning me? Like whether I can afford it—after all, I’m just a student.” Normally, anyone would ask that, especially since Chu Nan looked so young.

“I don’t know you well enough to doubt you,” she said.

Chu Nan gave a wry smile. “Well, you have a point.”

“You still haven’t answered my question,” Jiang Yuwei pressed.

“All right, I chose this timing to buy because it’s cheaper.”

Jiang Yuwei nodded. “How big are you planning to buy?”

“Hmm… around a hundred square meters.”

“Really? You might want to consider buying a bit more.”

Chu Nan’s heart skipped a beat. “What do you mean?”

Could it be that her father was already making moves?

“It was just a casual suggestion,” Jiang Yuwei replied.

“Well… I have to go now. Goodbye. Oh, and remember our agreement.”

Whether Jiang Yuwei’s words were true or not, Chu Nan felt a sudden urgency. If her father or her family had indeed taken action, he wouldn’t even get a chance to make a move.

He was just an ordinary person. After witnessing the formidable power of someone like Zhou Xiaonan, a wealthy heiress, he had no doubt about such a boss’s lavish spending. So he lacked confidence and time to wait—he had to act immediately.

“Hey, is this Brother Huang? Things have changed. Can we meet now? I’m taking a taxi over.”

“Wait for you at house number 15 in the old district? That works.”

Watching Chu Nan hurry away, Jiang Yuwei’s eyes flickered with surprise. “He seemed afraid just now? Afraid that I’m buying a house? But how would he know…”

Shortly after Chu Nan left, a black domestic car pulled up on the street next door. Jiang Yuwei climbed in and closed the door.

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“Dad.”

“Mm.” Sitting beside Jiang Yuwei was a middle-aged man in a white shirt, radiating a unique aura—stern and unsmiling.

This was Jiang Yuwei’s father, Ge Zhongtian.

“Have you been waiting long?” Ge Zhongtian asked.

“Not really.”

“Next time, don’t wait so far away. Wait by the car or inside it.”

“Okay.”

“The money’s transferred. Drive back to the government building.”

“How about… I give you a ride home?”

“The official vehicle can’t be used for personal errands. Bringing my daughter out this time was already against regulations.”

“Heh, but it’s on the way, isn’t it?”

“Drop me off at the building, I’ll drive my daughter home myself. You go have dinner and come back to work overtime tonight. We need to finish that plan quickly.”

“…All right.”

“Are you Mr. Huang?” A young man in a suit, with thick brows and bright eyes, appeared before Chu Nan.

He was leaning on a motorcycle, looking sunny but with a hint of gloom knitting his brow.

“You must be Mr. Chu? Here to buy our houses?” Huang Qi got off the bike, surprised as he sized up the man before him. More boy than man, around the same age as his sister, tall and handsome.

“That’s right, Mr. Huang… no, I should call you Brother Huang. Don’t judge me by my appearance—I’m actually quite wealthy. I won’t beat around the bush. I’m here for two things: one, to buy up the properties in your area; two, to ask for your help.”

“Help? What kind of help?” Huang Qi frowned. He found it hard to believe this young man had that kind of money. Could he be a con artist?

Chu Nan said, “It’s simple. I want to acquire about two thousand square meters of property. Help me find owners willing to sell. For each successful deal, I’ll give you a 1% commission. How about that?”

“Two thousand square meters with 1% commission? If I calculate at 2,700 per square meter, that’s at least fifty thousand in profit, right?”

Chu Nan raised an eyebrow. “Looks like Brother Huang is good at math. That’s correct, but I believe it will be even more.”

“Mr. Chu, it’s not that I don’t want to help, but by your calculations, you’d have to come up with at least five million. That’s no small amount.”

Chu Nan smiled. “No problem. Tomorrow we can go through the property transaction directly, and then you’ll see if what I say is true.”

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Huang Qi’s expression immediately changed. “Mr. Chu, you’re serious?”

“Absolutely genuine,” Chu Nan said with a smile.

“All right. Our house is 178 square meters. How about I sell you one hundred seventy square meters at 2,800 per square meter? Although the price is a bit high, we really need the money recently…”

“Oh? Brother Huang, did you run into some trouble?” Chu Nan asked.

“My father got his leg crushed at a construction site and is now paralyzed, bedridden and in urgent need of funds. Otherwise, I wouldn’t consider selling our house here.” Huang Qi’s eyes dimmed as he spoke of his father.

Hearing this, Chu Nan recalled his own father in a past life—bedridden in a hospital for half a year, then confined to a wheelchair for life.

“I see. I’ll buy your house at three thousand per square meter. Tomorrow, you come with me to complete the paperwork. How about that?”

“Three thousand?” Huang Qi was stunned. “Mr. Chu, isn’t that too much?”

“Not at all. I actually planned to buy the properties here at 2,800 per square meter. But since your family is in difficulty, I’ll raise the price. Consider it a gesture of friendship. And don’t call me Mr. Chu anymore—just call me by my name.”

Huang Qi hurriedly said, “That won’t do. That’s too much. The usual price here is around 2,500 to 2,600. You’d be taking a big loss.”

Chu Nan paused, then smiled. “Brother Huang, just by hearing you say that, I know you’re someone worth befriending. It’s settled then. Think of it as me helping you through a tough time.”

“In that case, I’ll take the liberty of calling you my big brother. From now on, you’re my little brother.”

Huang Qi said earnestly, “If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to ask, little brother Chu. And forget about the 1% commission—I’ll handle finding sellers for you.”

If Huang Qi had doubts earlier, they vanished now that Chu Nan said they’d finalize the deal tomorrow. It must be true—he probably had millions. Though Huang Qi still didn’t understand why he wanted to buy these old houses in the area.

“All right, I’ll get the money ready. See you tomorrow.”

“Little brother Chu, stay for dinner.”

“Let’s have dinner after we complete the deal tomorrow.”

“I’ll see you off then.”

“No need. We can just keep in touch by phone.”

Seeing Chu Nan’s firm stance, Huang Qi didn’t insist on escorting him. He wasn’t foolish—though Chu Nan was smooth-talking, Huang Qi couldn’t fully trust him until the deal was done. After all, this was a transaction worth over half a million.

But no matter what, Huang Qi had to go home and prepare.