Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 347: Hoping Not to Be a Flash in the Pan_1

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Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Hoping Not to Be a Flash in the Pan_1

Xiao Ming’s words had scarcely faded when a hum rose in the banquet hall, as the onlooking crowd started whispering to each other, sparking a flurry of discussions.

Most of them had heard of the Fanjincheng Project.

This was a super-community project directly led by the provincial government and synergized by three cities. Boasting a budget of eight hundred million, its completion would effectively blur the boundary concepts between the three cities.

Located at the junction of Qingyang and the provincial capital, it offered easy access and was within two hours of any of the three cities’ downtown areas. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Meaning, living here, one could earn a high salary from the provincial capital while enjoying the low cost of living in Qingyang, which was a huge draw for the salaried class.

Of course, its advantages were clear, but it also had significant drawbacks.

After all, not everyone could afford a car these days. The light rail was still in the planning stage, and it was uncertain when it would be implemented. Relying solely on buses for commuting was incredibly inconvenient.

Furthermore, the associated educational, medical, and commercial superstore resources were still shadows without form; who knew what the future would hold?

Therefore, even though two phases of Fanjincheng had already been completed and the third phase had begun, the sales situation was far from optimistic.

There were even rumors among the civilians suggesting that the big shot from the provincial capital was about to be transferred away, and it was uncertain whether the newcomer would continue to strongly support the project.

As a result, whether they were wealthy property speculators or ordinary people with genuine needs, everyone was watching and waiting for the information to be fully confirmed.

With the houses unsold, the developers couldn’t make money, and construction had been halted for nearly half a year. It was only a bankruptcy liquidation away from becoming an unfinished project.

For such a massive project, the vast majority of those present were pessimistic.

Because it tied up too much capital, yet it was as vulnerable as any common small-scale project—any slight disturbance could have a major impact.

Even if it was certain to make a huge profit in the future, the span of time required could easily crush an average company.

For this reason, those at the scene who had heard about Xiao Ming’s exploits in Lingnan felt he was young and impatient, with too much money burning a hole in his pocket; those who didn’t know of him simply thought he was an ignorant fool.

However, they all failed to notice that Hao Taixing and his grandson, Hao Xiangyu, had extremely ugly expressions on their faces, with not a trace of the joy that should have accompanied the prospect of offloading a hot potato.

"Eh? Mr. Hao seems quite unhappy!"

Xiao Ming’s voice rang out again, "Don’t you want the Fanjincheng Project to continue?

Then I might have to ask on behalf of the bank and Mr. Lei, what exactly are you scheming that you would rather go bankrupt than sell it?

"Bullshit!"

Pressed to this point, Hao Xiangyu could no longer care about the attitude his grandfather had previously shown towards Xiao Ming and shouted angrily, "Fanjincheng is the fruit of my labor over the past two years; how could I possibly want it to end up unfinished?

But what’s it to you? What gives you the right to just take over? It’s such a big project, can you even handle it?"

Xiao Ming was not the least bit angry, he chuckled heh-heh: "I just said, my name is Xiao Ming. Those who don’t know me can go next door to Longyin and ask around.

The two major leading enterprises of Longyin are under my control, one of which, Dabang Real Estate, has been one of the top real estate companies in surrounding provinces for over a decade.

In terms of qualifications, it’s far stronger than your bankrupt company, right?

Even if you folks in Qingyang are xenophobic and don’t recognize my reputation, what about Old Sir Shi? Do you dare not acknowledge him either?"

Hao Xiangyu was shocked and spun around to look at his grandfather. Hao Taixing furrowed his brows and respectfully gestured towards Shi Qianshan: "Old Sir Shi, do you really intend to take on this project?"

Shi Qianshan squinted at Xiao Ming and chuckled mirthfully, "I’m old and have not managed the businesses below for many years. I don’t have the energy to worry about such a large project."

Hao Taixing breathed a sigh of relief, but before his heart could settle, Old Man Shi continued, "However, I am very envious of the daring spirit of young people.

"So, even though I’m not going to take over the project, if Xiao insists on it, investing a little money and acquiring some shares, then waiting for dividends is a very good choice,"

Hao Taixing’s face turned black, and biting his teeth, he said grimly, "Fine, since Old Sir Shi has decided, let’s wait for the company to go bankrupt and then the Government Office can put it up for bidding!

"Here, I wish Old Sir Shi all the best."

"Finally, you said something sensible."

Xiao Ming retorted coldly, then looked around and declared loudly, "Today is an opportune moment, gentlemen make their word as good as gold, since it’s been said that you will take over, then I ask everyone here to witness for me.

"I, Xiao Ming, announce: the total investments in Fanjincheng up to today, the debts, everything added up, that’s my bid.

"If the enterprise that eventually wins the bid offers a lower price than mine, or their qualifications are inferior to mine, you don’t need to do anything—just spread the word about today’s events."

Hao Taixing’s pupils shrank in horror, wishing he could rush forward and tear Xiao Ming apart.

His plan just now, of course, was to meddle with the bidding process later. Given the Hao Family’s status in Qingyang, this wouldn’t be difficult at all.

But now it was impossible. Nine and a half out of the ten people present were businessmen. The Hao Family might not care about their public reputation, but the elders in Qingyang certainly would.

Such a huge record of bad faith was enough to affect their careers.

"Good! Very good!" Hao Taixing’s words were almost squeezed through clenched teeth, "Mr. Xiao is full of courage, a formidable young man indeed. I hope it’s not just a fleeting show."

"I’ll take that as a blessing from you, Elder Hao, and I’ll pay attention to my health."

"Hmph!"

Hao Taixing turned to leave, but then he heard Xiao Ming say, "Wait a minute."

"What else do you..."

Before the old man could finish his words, he saw Xiao Ming suddenly unleash a kick, sending his grandson Hao Xiangyu flying.

With a crash, Hao Xiangyu slammed into a round table and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Xiao Ming! What are you doing?" Hao Taixing yelled angrily.

Xiao Ming dusted off non-existent dirt from his shoe, leaning on his cane with an innocent face, "Oh, nothing much. I just suddenly remembered that little bastard cursed at me earlier."

Hao Taixing was shaking with rage, his eyes bursting with fury, "Bring me..."

"Old Hao! Take it easy, the priority right now is to get Xiangyu to the hospital..."

Wu Mengsong, An Xianhe, and Chang Chunbai quickly intercepted him, persuading while desperately signaling with their eyes.

After a while, Hao Taixing’s rationality slowly returned. Remembering the warning from the respected elder, he glared at Xiao Ming with murderous eyes before turning and having his grandson carried out.

The farce ended with Xiao Ming’s arrogance and Hao Taixing’s submission, which greatly surprised the onlookers. They were scratching with curiosity but dared not to cosy up to him just yet, for fear of offending the Hao Family.

"Here, take this money first."

After handing the cheque to Lei Jianchao, who had already come down, Xiao Ming said, "After I take over the project, I’ll give you the remaining 50 million."

Lei Jianchao’s hands trembled, as if the lightweight piece of paper weighed a thousand pounds.

"But... what if you fail to win the bid?"

Xiao Ming smiled confidently, "Then consider this money a gift for you."