"You don’t need to buy a car. There are still a few cars under Shen Yi’s name. Although there aren’t any in Jiang City, the two under the company name should suffice. Worst case, you can pick any car downstairs from my place to drive. Buying cars is a waste; they’re consumables that depreciate quickly. But a house is a must. Whether it’s for investment or as a wedding house for you two, you need to consider buying with me, okay?"

The landlady invited with great interest. Of course, this had something to do with the money he currently had. Otherwise, why hadn’t she mentioned such things before?

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, a narrator’s prompt sounded in Su Qing’s mind.

[After receiving guidance from Old Master Wen, the agile landlady’s attitude towards you has changed. She wants to get closer to you, whether as friends or business partners. Frequent interactions are all it takes.]

Having a narrator has this drawback; he could detect people’s intentions, whether malicious or kind, in advance. If the intentions were malicious, it was fine; he could prepare early. But if they were kind, he always felt a bit awkward.

After all, kind gestures with no expectations are best. And with him, there was no such thing as ’unintentional’. Although he understood what was happening, it still felt a bit forced.

"Work with you? Work on what? Is there anything you have that I don’t?" Before he could speak, Shen Yi had already started, teasing with her not-so-skilled driving techniques.

As a racing widow, the landlady perked up at this comment. When had she ever feared a race?

With a quick thought, she spoke up: "You’re you, and I’m me. Why can’t we work together? And besides, so what if you have it too? Can you stop Su Qing from working with me?"

"Of course, I can decide who he works with, not that there’s anything we can’t do here!"

"What can Su Qing do with you? He’d be underutilized, wouldn’t he? I can give him the opportunity to fully showcase his talents. You want to take him back to the capital, don’t you?"

"And what can he do with you? Showcase his talents?" Shen Yi asked defiantly.

The landlady smiled slightly: "Of course, at my age, with no one else around, why wouldn’t I seize the chance? Unlike you, with so many people around!"

Shen Yi: ...

Listening to their exchange, Su Qing was breaking out in a sweat. They must be talking about work, right? I heard correctly, right?

Why do I feel like they’re hinting at something else, or is it that the landlady’s racing skills have improved?

Shen Yi was also rolling her eyes repeatedly. She initially wanted to show off her driving skills, and she knew what they were really talking about. But even she was feeling lost after her ’good sister’s’ words. Were they really racing?

"Alright then, tell me, how do you want him to work?" Shen Yi gritted her teeth and continued.

In response, the landlady flipped her hair flirtatiously and said, "How to work? Of course, you have to pay!"

Hearing this, Su Qing couldn’t help but interject, "Pay money???" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Why, don’t women need to pay when working?" the landlady glared at him. She was having a lively exchange with Shen Yi when he butted in.

Su Qing: "Okay... I’ll let you chat, and I’ll keep quiet!"

Seeing him retreat after one round, Shen Yi kicked him under the table and then continued, "Talking about money is not good. I thought our relationship doesn’t need to involve money?"

"Not talking about money won’t do. Where am I lacking? Why shouldn’t we talk about money? What, do you want your man to freeload?"

With these words, both Shen Yi and he immediately surrendered, unable to respond.

Both coughed lightly.

"Cough, cough, Wen Jie, stop kidding. What exactly do you want?" Su Qing quickly tried to change the topic. As a man, he felt too embarrassed.

"Just tell me if you’ll pay or not!" The landlady was persistent.

Hearing this, Su Qing looked at Shen Yi. Shen Yi, being smart, could tell it wasn’t just teasing from Wen Nanqing.

"Yes, of course, we have to pay!" Su Qing nodded.

Upon hearing this, the landlady seemed victorious, holding her head high and said, "See, Su Qing said he’ll pay; it seems he still wants to work with me!"

Both: ...

"Wen Jie, stop joking, and tell us what you want to do. Is it about buying lots of properties like you?" Su Qing asked.

Upon hearing this, Wen Nanqing took a deep breath, and her expression gradually turned serious, "Well, it’s not impossible. I can’t say about anything else, but when it comes to real estate speculation, I have plenty of experience. We’re not investing in cheap properties, but in expensive ones. Shopping malls and office buildings are the best; they’re golden geese, villas are next. Of course, your money can’t buy many, so residential buildings are worth a try."

Su Qing: ...

Look at her scale — talking about shopping malls and office buildings as if villas are secondary. I thought having over three hundred million was a lot, but it seems not.

For someone like the landlady, a villa costs tens of millions to over a hundred million, and office buildings, shopping malls — they aren’t for the average person.

Not to mention, in the capital, a whole floor of an office or shopping mall costs a fortune.

"Forget it, Wen Jie, my money can’t keep up with you. I still need to buy a house. I’ll stick to saving money in the bank. This isn’t an easy business for the average person," Su Qing said helplessly.

Is three billion a small amount? Of course not. It’s cash, unlike some people claiming to be millionaires or billionaires without that much cash on hand.

But under the landlady’s investment plan, his money would be depleted quickly. While real estate is stable, especially shopping malls and office buildings, resale would be hard.

This kind of project is suited for someone like Wang Duoyu. Few have the financial prowess to play like this. After all, he wasn’t done with stock trading, and he needed to keep some money for that.

After hearing this, the landlady covered her mouth, laughing. Her property holdings were formidable, often without exact values as they were inherited.

She acted like she was thinking, then revealed her real intention, "Oh, recently, my brother’s company acquired some land in East Suburban University City, planning to build a few buildings, a mall and such. My brother’s funds are a bit tight, and he’s looking for investors. If you trust me, I can introduce you. You pay, my brother works, and you get a share of the profits. You could take houses when finished or cash out after they’re sold."

"About buying a house, why rush? If necessary, I’ll give you the place you’re living in now, along with the adjacent one, as your wedding gift. Just break the wall, and you have a big unit. How about that?"

Just as she finished, a narrator’s prompt sounded in his mind again.

[This is Old Master Wen deliberately giving you a good deal. He’s personally reviewed the project and ensures it’s profitable. The gesture is sincere to establish a relationship with you.]

Su Qing: -_-|||

Is this the level of big shots? Suddenly, his three billion didn’t seem much. This house alone cost over two million, with renovations making both worth over six million.

Do rich people give gifts so plainly? They’re directly taking him to make money.

Indeed, as a public figure once said, once you become famous, you’re surrounded by good people.

Likewise, once you have money, making more comes easy, even having people eager to give you good deals.

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