Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 689 Acquiring Real Estate

Chapter 689: Chapter 689 Acquiring Real Estate

"What’s there to fear? A young girl can’t have some amazing ability. Besides, when the thing was delivered, nobody else saw it. I heard their class teacher say she left Ji City right after the exams; nobody will pry into this matter."

"Why can’t I get through to you? She’s done nothing wrong to you, and what you’re doing could ruin her entire life."

"I don’t care about that. She shouldn’t have learned what she did; she must pay for it with her future."

Luo Qiao boarded the southbound train and settled into her berth before remembering to call Teacher Ge that morning. He had said that her admission letter hadn’t arrived yet.

She thought it might be because Ji City was far away, so the admission letter might be delayed by a few days. She decided to wait a few days before calling again, but when she hung up, she heard Teacher Ge mutter, "That shouldn’t be."

Luo Qiao wondered if something went wrong. She thought about making a call to her master once she got off the train to have someone check whether she’d been accepted or not.

The train clattered on, and Luo Qiao looked out the window at the scenery, wondering where Lu Yichen was now.

After getting off, she first found a place to call her master: "Hello, Master, I’ve arrived."

"Qiaoqiao, have you reached your destination?"

"Yes, I’ve just arrived. Master, there’s something I need you to help me check."

"What is it? Just tell me."

"My admission letter. They keep saying in Ji City that it hasn’t arrived. Can you find out what’s really going on?"

"That’s not right. I’ve seen the acceptance list, and your name is on it."

"Master, let’s keep this quiet for now; just find out when the admission letter was sent out."

"Alright, leave it to me. Come back early once you’ve finished your business there. If there’s a problem, we’ll need to deal with it."

"I understand, Master. As long as the letter was sent out, and I was accepted, it doesn’t matter if it was lost or intercepted by someone. So don’t worry yourself sick over it."

"Okay, I understand, Master. Just get back once you’re done with your business."

"Got it, Master. And don’t mention this to the mistress. I’m afraid it’ll get her worked up."

It took Luo Qiao two days to prepare everything her third brother needed for his wedding and the items her family asked her to bring, and she sent them all back.

After finishing her business, Luo Qiao knew that if there was indeed an issue with the admission letter, she’d have to go back early to deal with it. So she only focused on the important matters, and after three days in Guangzhou, she bought two courtyards, finalized the paperwork, and then left by train.

During these few days, she also took the time to visit the Yipin Fruits and Vegetables Base and the flower base here, both of which were quite large. Currently, Zheng Qiang was in charge here, while He Zijie handled things in Shenzhen.

This time, Luo Qiao took a direct train to Shanghai. Over five days, she bought three properties, all with their own courtyards. One of them was in such disrepair that it was uninhabitable, and she planned to renovate it before renting it out.

Having just finished her errands here, Luo Qiao hurriedly boarded a train for Hangzhou. In her previous life, she visited Hangzhou more than once. The air around West Lake after rain carried a sweet moistness, and the placid surface of the lake was shrouded in a thin mist, like a supple veil.

In Hangzhou, she acquired two sets of courtyards. As a person from the North, she grew up knowing the saying ’Above there is heaven, below there are Suzhou and Hangzhou.’ Not knowing the beauty of heaven, she naturally fantasized about finding the feeling of paradise in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Particularly as a Northerner used to blue bricks, red tiles, and yellow earth, she could only imagine the lustrous delicacy of Jiangnan. Once grown and having visited Hangzhou, just the city’s vibrant scent alone was enough to make one linger and forget to leave.

In Hangzhou, it’s not an exaggeration to say there’s a small scene every three steps and a breathtaking view every five. More wondrously, it always allows different people to discover unique beauty inadvertently, truly giving one the feeling of mistakenly wandering into a painting.

Hubin’s Spring Dawn, Quyuan’s Wind-Swept Lotus, Orioles Singing in the Willows, and Lingfeng’s Plum Control—just by these names, one can sense Hangzhou’s elegance and poetry. Add to that the local delicacies from Meijiawu and the Dragon Well tea from Hupao Spring, all tranquil and understated, and it would invariably make one’s heart soar.

Perhaps this is what heaven is like?