Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 308 - 308 305 Monopoly of the Old and Shabby

Chapter 308: Chapter 305 Monopoly of the Old and Shabby Chapter 308: Chapter 305 Monopoly of the Old and Shabby But Jiang Yan couldn’t quite agree with Jing Junyang’s definition of ‘serious.’ Starting a relationship after knowing each other for just a week? Isn’t that a bit too casual for seriousness?

However, at the end of the day, it was their private matter, and even as a close friend, it didn’t seem right to pry too much.

In the evening, he went to the sports field to run with Mu Jiawen, and it had been a long time since they had last encountered Weng Minhong. Perhaps she had succeeded in losing weight and no longer needed to run, or maybe she just didn’t dare to face them.

But whichever the case, it didn’t matter to either of them.

To insignificant people, Mu Jiawen genuinely never cared, and Jiang Yan even more so.

“Hey, Brother Yan.”

Tian Xiaohui, accompanied by Jin Dapang who was panting heavily, ran past them. Turning around and jogging backward, he smiled at the two of them, “Start running already, why are you walking?”

They had eaten late today, and Mu Jiawen wanted to walk a lap before running.

Watching the two growing distant, she asked Jiang Yan suspiciously, “Why do I feel that Tian Xiaohui has gained weight?”

He used to be skinny like a frail scholar, but recently his face seemed rounder, and his body looked much more robust.

If Mu Jiawen hadn’t mentioned it, Jiang Yan wouldn’t have noticed.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly laughed, “Jin Dapang wants to lose weight, but he can’t run alone, so he drags Tian Xiaohui along with him, and treats him to supper after running.”

So this guy ends up so full every night after running that he goes back to the dorm with his stomach bursting.

As far as one can tell, it’s not apparent whether Jin Dapang has lost any weight, but Tian Xiaohui has definitely gained a ring of fat.

Jiang Yan suspected that Jin Dapang probably wanted to fatten up Tian Xiaohui to look like himself, so their friendship would be even stronger.

A lap around the track is four hundred meters. With her current physical condition not bad, Mu Jiawen ran ten laps straight with Jiang Yan and walked half a lap slowly before stopping to grab their things and head back to their dorms separately.

After showering and drying his hair, Jiang Yan stepped out, and Liu Wenhui, seeing him come out, hurriedly said, “Brother Yan, have a seat, I need to ask you something.”

As he spoke, he even poured a cup of water for Jiang Yan.

“Spill it if you have something to say.”

Liu Wenhui, who was originally brewing how to start the conversation, chuckled at the remark and bluntly asked, “Can you advise me on a business where you don’t need to exert much effort and is still a sure win, no loss?”

After saying that, he added, “I’ve got capital. Didn’t my grandfather pass away on May Day? He left me an inheritance all to myself. I was thinking, keeping the money in the bank only earns a little interest. It would be better to do something with it.”

He didn’t dare to ask if he could invest in Jiang Yan and their company, because he knew it wasn’t just up to Jiang Yan to decide. The main thing was that Jing Junyang didn’t lack money, so it wasn’t likely he would let someone else take a slice of the pie.

Jiang Yan didn’t ask how much money he had, but figured that anything that could be called an inheritance must be substantial.

After pondering for a moment, he said, “If you trust me, take the money you have and buy property. Inside the third ring road, buy one suite, and if you have more money, go for several suites near the fourth ring road. Choose those old and rundown neighborhoods, buy them, and just leave them be, don’t even rent them out.”

Currently in Beijing, there aren’t many restrictions on buying property. Basically, if you have the money, you can buy, but in a few years, it won’t be like that anymore.

Liu Wenhui was somewhat confused and asked with a puzzled face, “Buy old and rundown properties? And not rent them? Then… what for?”

“Wait for urban redevelopment or for the property values to increase. Didn’t you say you didn’t want to keep your money in the bank? Then invest it in real estate. You could research the property prices in Beijing these past few years; they have been rising every year, and the increase in the future will only be higher, not lower.”

Liu Wenhui’s eyes lit up, “Really?”

A glint crossed Jiang Yan’s mind, feeling he had been a bit narrow-minded before. He tossed his towel onto a chair and said to Liu Wenhui, “This weekend go have a look around. Don’t forget to bring a map, pick out a few places, and call me when you have a good one. I’ll buy too.”

Liu Wenhui felt even more reassured now, nodding emphatically, “Okay, I’ll go on Sunday.”

Dai Lei thought of the over two hundred thousand in his parents’ passbook and felt a bit tempted.

Perhaps it was because he had spent a lot of time at Jiang Yan’s repair shop, he had developed an inexplicable confidence in Jiang Yan and felt an eager itch.

He turned his head and asked, “How much for those houses in the fourth ring, you know, the old and rundown ones you were talking about?”

“I don’t know, why? You want to buy one too?”

Dai Lei said sheepishly, “Didn’t Tiger Brother just say that the interest from the bank is negligible? Since that’s the case, I might as well join you guys in this sure-win deal.”

Jiang Yan asked him, “You’re going to use your parents’ savings to buy it? Will they agree?”

“They definitely will. I haven’t asked them for living expenses for the whole year of school, they listen to what I say. Besides, both of them have salaries, and I don’t need their money right now. The savings are for me anyway; it doesn’t matter whether I get it now or later.”

Jiang Yan nodded, “Okay, got it, I’ll help you look into it when the time comes.”

“Thanks, Brother Yan,” Dai Lei grinned foolishly.

Liu Wenhui was actually quite envious of Dai Lei. Of the four people in the dorm, Jiang Yan trusted him the most and always called on him first for anything. Now, he had officially become a member of their computer repair shop.

Hearing that the internet cafe at the door had been bought by Jing Junyang and was about to be refurbished into a computer specialty store, Dai Lei would definitely help out there as well.

It wasn’t the salary Jiang Yan gave Dai Lei every month that he cared about, but the feeling of being valued and the fulfillment of being busy every day that he longed for.

…

On Saturday morning, Liu Wenhui, for once, did not sleep in and, full of excitement, called Qi Lihong out.

In the afternoon, he went to Xinyu to find Jiang Yan.

“The six oldest and most dilapidated neighborhoods are within the third ring, and among these, two are also in pitifully bad shape. Today, being Saturday, there were hardly a few people on the nearby streets. Below are those in the fourth ring; take a look at the locations, they have all been marked and noted.”

While speaking, Liu Wenhui handed the notebook he was holding to Jiang Yan.

He and Qi Lihong had run about all day, and the notebook recorded the location, price, and other detailed introductions of each neighborhood; a full six pages that felt more comprehensive than a market survey.

Jiang Yan looked at the elegant handwriting, looked surprisedly at Qi Lihong, who had been silently squatting opposite Dai Lei since she came in and had been watching him fix computers.

It was clearly all her writing.

Clear and easy to understand.

Last semester Qi Lihong topped the final exams, and everyone knew she was diligent in her studies. But sometimes, effort alone is not enough—one also has to be smart.

And clearly, she had both.

After looking over the notes, Jiang Yan marked three neighborhoods and said to Liu Wenhui, “Let’s tentatively decide on these three, and I’ll take another look with you tomorrow.”

The next day, Jiang Yan drove to look over these three places again and indeed, the situation was just as Qi Lihong had described in her notes.

They left their contact information at several nearby real estate agents, requesting to buy homes that had been vacated and were urgently for sale.

There were quite a few such cases, but as the homeowners couldn’t come that day, they could only make another appointment to discuss the price.