"Oh? How pretty is she?" Master Bingâs eyes sparkled but his expression remained the same. He had passed puberty, the stage of life where he couldnât move an inch when he saw a girl. He was a bit lustful, but he had taste. Hooking up with lots of women, most of whom were ravishing, had made him tire of looks. Normal pretty girls couldnât satisfy his desire anymore. Heâd developed a taste for virgin, respectable girls.
"Tang Yin, have you heard of her before? Sheâs Songshanâs First Schoolâs most beautiful girl and also the belle of the slums!" Erlan said, "I have some photos of her. Please enjoy."
"Oh? Show me." Erlan handed his phone to Qibing. He had secretly been taking picture of Tang Yin the whole time.
Fabai was over the moon when he heard Erlan throwing Tang Yinâs name around. He had been depressed, not knowing how to involve her in the conversation. Erlan was right on time! He had the reason to mess with her now, hadnât he?
"Master Bing, Iâve heard of Tang Yin. My son is also studying at Songshanâs First School. He told me that Tang Yin is indeed the schoolâs popular beauty!" Fabai jumped into the conversation. "But I also heard that she just got a boyfriend."
"Just? Do you mean that she didnât have before?" Master Bingâs eyes sparkled once again. Could she still be a virgin? He looked at Erlanâs phone again. She was extraordinarily beautiful. The secret photos were at this level, so how pretty was she in real life? One in a million! Master Bing was interested in this type of girl the most.
"Nope, she didnât have one before. Master Bing, I believe that Tang Yin still has her virginity!" Erlan said, "Iâm very good in this field, trust me!"
Qibing nodded. "Old Zhong, letâs start with Tang Yinâs house first. That girl is mine."
"Donât worry, Master Bing, sheâs all yours!" Fabai was overjoyed. Even God was on his side.
"I heard that their condition is getting a retail store. We can use this to screw with them." Erlan had done his homework. It wasnât hard for him to get this information since he was part of the slums.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Fabai nodded. He was becoming more and more grateful for Erlan. He had prepared everything for him. The reason to bother them was also solved. Thank goodness Erlan was here. He didnât have to wrack his brain anymore.
After the meal, they went back to the slums, back on the rostrum, with Erlan standing beside them.
The residents didnât know what was going on. These bosses came and left not long ago. Here they were back on the rostrum. Was this perhaps a performance?
The residents were furious when they saw Erlan standing beside them. He must had spilled the beans to the developers! Their conditions, prices, and requirements were all exposed by Erlan, the mole. They didnât see a reason not to invite him to the meeting last time, since he was part of the slums, but all of them regretted it now. They knew they had made a mistake! This kid was beyond saving. He was a bad apple.
"Have you guys finished discussing? No? Then I shall start talking about the compensation our Qibing Real Estate is about to offer." Fabai cleared his throat and looked into the crowd. "Weâre buying every square meter for 800 RMB, and for those who move back after construction is complete, we provide a promotion. A twenty percent discount is given except for retail stores and garages!"
"800?" The residents rejected the offer simultaneously and shouted, "Do you know how costly a house is right now? We couldnât go anywhere with just 800, could we? Even if you guys are giving us a promotion, we still couldnât afford to buy a house here!"
"Besides, we are including your shed, garage, and storehouse into the calculation. After summing it all up, buying a thirty to forty square meter house isnât a problem at all." Zhong FaBai said calmly, "OK, if everyone is done discussing, you can start signing the contract now."
Reality hit the crowd hard as they were all stunned, their jaws dropping. 3,000 was their initial price, and selling at 2,000 was their limit. They had wanted to buy comfortable houses with the compensation, but they didnât expect the developers to be so cold-blooded, offering 800 RMB for a square meter. The difference was too huge for them to accept.
The most disappointed one was Mrs. Tang. Their houseâs square footage was small, and they didnât have a shed or storehouse to begin with. She only wished to return here after the relocation and buy a retail store with Lin Yiâs money, but they werenât allowed to have a discount. What was this nonsense?
"Weâre not relocating! What is this compensation? We canât buy a house if we relocate now. Anyone with me?" a man shouted.
Since someone started it, the unpleasantries from crowd burst out. Everyone was showing their dismay and complaining about the compensation.
"We demand 3,000, no less! Weâre not moving an inch from our houses!"
"Erlan, did you betray us? You motherf*cking mole, you destroy our dreams!"
"Everyone is equal, so why arenât you giving a discount for retail stores? If thatâs the case, then weâre not relocating!" Mrs. Tang was unable to hold back anymore. She didnât mind the compensation because her houseâs square footage was small. It didnât really matter if it was 2 or 3,000.
Mrs. Tang didnât want to be involved in this, as it wasnât suitable for a woman to stand out, but she did anyway after everyone went into a frenzy over the developers.
However, the problem was that she stood up when everyone went silent. Fabai pointed at her: "You wish to get a retail store? Come onstage!"
Mrs. Tang was startled but Fabaiâs voice didnât give anything away. Could it be that he was giving her a discount? Mrs. Tangâs pulse quickened. She had a thought of going up to the rostrum.
Tang Yin was afraid and stopped her. "Mom, donât go, donât be the first one to stand up. Itâs a trap!"
"Donât be a silly girl; look at the crowd. If we donât fight for ourselves, we wonât have a chance." Mrs. Tang eyed her daughter. "Donât you know that many hands make light work? These things are best solved in public with the crowd behind us. They will surely accept some of our conditions if we act now! Moreover, do you still remember your fatherâs misfortune? We couldnât do anything when we were alone."
"Then... allow me to accompany you," Tang Yin said, worried.
The moment Fabai saw Tang Yin, his eyes twinkled. That Lin Yi had pretty good taste, didnât he? She deserved the title of school beauty. Too bad, what a waste!
Master Bing was drooling all over her when she came up on the rostrum. She was a lot prettier than the picture. These innocent young virgins were his favorite. She couldnât probably cause any trouble thatâd affect him.