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Chapter 12 - Chapter 12: A Day Trip with the Little Rich Girl

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After chasing Guo Zihang away, Jiang Qin left the beef noodle shop. He headed to the Jizhou City Library to retrieve his financial backer, the little rich girl. They then arrived at the small commodity market.

Feng Nanshu wore a floral dress today that carried an ethereal aura. She had a small black leather bag slung across her shoulder and brown leather shoes on her feet. A small section of lace-trimmed socks was visible. She looked like the perfect image of a young girl.

Jiang Qin evaluated her with his thirty-eight-year-old soul. She was so tender that she practically glowed with moisture.

She wandered through the narrow pedestrian paths. Her clear eyes darted back and forth. She was full of curiosity regarding the goods displayed on the stalls.

This small commodity market was quite famous at Chengnan High School. It mostly sold knockoff goods at very low prices. The variety was also very complete.

Students were truly poor.

This was especially true for day students. They ate breakfast and dinner at home. They did not have much pocket money.

Therefore, they would visit this place in groups of three or five during the weekends. Most of the things they bought were attractive but useless.

Feng Nanshu had likely heard others talk about this place at school. That was why she specifically asked to visit.

"Why do they have so many car keys?"

"Ah. Those are actually lighters."

"Do I need to take an exam for a Beauty Certificate? I want to get one."

"That is fake. It has no meaning. If you want it, just buy it. It costs one Myriad for one."

"Jiang Qin, I am thirsty. I want to drink Sprite."

"You looked at it wrong. That is the sister version. It is called Leibi."

"These underwear are split open in the middle. Why are they still on display for sale?"

"Uh. You are still young. Do not ask about the business of adults."

Three minutes later, Feng Nanshu stopped in front of a shop at the corner. Her legs refused to move.

In front of her was a rocking car shaped like Hello Kitty. It flashed with lights. It also made a friendly announcement for friends to come and play.

Feng Nanshu turned her head. She looked at Jiang Qin quietly. A hint of determination flickered in her cold gaze. Jiang Qin was left completely stunned.

"You do not actually want to play on this, do you?"

"Eyah." (I want to).

"My lady, please listen to me. This thing is for children under eight years old."

"You are eighteen years old. If you play on this, you will experience immediate social death."

Jiang Qin tried to persuade her to give up the idea. This toy flashed and moved. It even sang. However, one was not qualified to play on it unless they wore open-crotch pants.

Three minutes later, a wonderful song echoed in front of the corner shop.

"What is your father's father called? Your father's father is called Grandpa."

The beautiful girl sat on top of the machine. Her expression remained cold. However, a clear sense of joy flickered in her eyes.

Jiang Qin held the change he had swapped at the store. He could not help but smile. He leaned his shoulder against the doorframe of the shop. He watched her quietly.

He had accidentally seen a laminated schedule in the bag of Feng Nanshu the other day. She practiced piano and violin in the morning. She studied ballet and judo at noon. In the evening, she watched the news and read financial newspapers. The afternoon was the only time this girl could catch her breath at the library.

'The little rich girl probably did not have much of a childhood.'

That was why she had no friends. She did not know how to socialize. This turned into social anxiety. Others then misunderstood her as being cold and aloof.

Jiang Qin smiled and looked away. He pulled the contracts out of his bag.

He currently held four sets of houses slated for demolition. The areas varied. He had spent a total of two hundred and seventy-three Myriads from his card.

The compensation plan for the Jizhou City old district renovation had not been released yet. He had not seen it in his previous life either. However, he could estimate based on the compensation his uncle's relative received. The compensation for Fanhuali should reach a ratio of 1 to 2.8. Happy Community and Fortune Community were in more remote locations. Their compensation would not be as high. It would be 1 to 2.1 at most.

He was not sure about the situation in Rongcheng. It should reach 1 to 2.4.

Jizhou City was not the capital or Shenzhen. It was almost impossible to become rich overnight through demolition. Reaching this ratio was already very rare. He could not ask for more.

One had to know that Qianba Village on the North Second Ring Road was also included in the demolition zone in 2018. However, the compensation ratio was only 1 to 1.3.

What did this prove?

It proved that demolition was like love. The order of events was very important.

Once the demolition funds arrived, Jiang Qin would pay back the money Feng Nanshu lent him. At that time, he should have one or two million Myriads left. He would also have four houses.

Of course, he could choose money instead of houses. However, direct cash settlements would not reach market value. The best way was to sell the houses himself after receiving them. That would also depend on the location of the resettlement housing. If the area was set to rise in value in the future, he would definitely keep them.

Jiang Qin did not plan to stay idle while waiting for the demolition funds.

He would withdraw another twenty-seven Myriads to start a small business.

Buying demolition houses was just a shortcut. Real entrepreneurship was completely different. He wanted to quickly enter the state of an entrepreneur. To do that, he had to become familiar with business processes and tactics.

Therefore, he would use these twenty-seven Myriads as capital. He would do something small in Jizhou City. It would serve as a test run before his official business venture.

As he thought, the music beside him stopped abruptly.

The rocking time had ended.

However, Feng Nanshu sat on the Hello Kitty and did not want to get down. A lingering light flickered in her eyes.

Jiang Qin laughed helplessly. He took a coin from his pocket and placed it in her palm.

"Come and play with me." Feng Nanshu pointed at another machine nearby.

"Me? I am a grown man. A mighty gentleman. A peerless alpha. Do not joke around."

Three minutes later, a duet of "What is your father's father called" echoed at the entrance of the small shop.

Jiang Qin sat in a cabin that did not fit his size. He rocked back and forth with the Hello Kitty. A look of surprise appeared on his face.

'This thing.'

'It really is surprisingly fun.'

After rocking for a long time, the two frantic Hello Kitties finally stopped. The shop owner came out. His brow was furrowed. His eyes were full of murderous intent.

[Stats Check: Shop Owner Anger Level - High]

How much did a child weigh?

How much did a tall and sturdy young man weigh?

Did he not have any self-awareness at all?

However, Jiang Qin did not notice the expression of the shop owner. He reached into his denim jeans pocket. He pulled out the Nokia phone that his father had finished using.

He felt something vibrating while he was on the rocking car. He opened the phone. It was a notification for a QQ message. It was the 2008 version of Mobile QQ. It felt incredibly vintage.

[QQ Message: 1 New Notification]

"Brother Jiang, guess where the class reunion is!"

"Fine, fine. I will stop teasing. The reunion location is also in the City Center. Is that not a coincidence?"

"Qin Ziyang booked a banquet at the Longwei Hotel nearby. I am heading there now. I must eat until that idiot cries today!"

"By the way, are you not also near the City Center? I will find you after I finish eating. We can go home together!"

The avatar of Guo Zihang was a long-haired man wearing sunglasses. The image also had a bright color filter. It looked exactly like an edgy teen from that era.

Jiang Qin found it hard to understand. Guo Zihang was short, fat, and dark. Why did he insist on using a man who looked like a skinny chick as his avatar?

'I am currently at...'

Damn it. This nine-key physical keyboard was too difficult to use.

Jiang Qin simply pressed the end call button. He returned to the home screen. He had no patience for replying to messages.

"Little rich girl, where do you want to go next?"

"Bling!" (To eat junk food!).

Feng Nanshu reached out. she used her slender and jade-like finger to point at the snack shop ahead. Her eyes sparkled brightly.

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