At the beginning of the project construction, many bosses from the building materials market formed a group to subscribe.

In early 2008, it even set a record of 9,800 yuan per square meter.

Now this grand occasion is gone forever.

In early June, after the supplier replaced some properties, the project experienced a brief period of busyness.

The construction, which had been suspended for half a month, was resumed. The owners saw hope of delivery by the end of the year and stabilized.

But this calm only lasted half a month.

In early July, Kuantian Group, the largest renovation contractor in the Mid-Levels Peninsula, was unable to pay the 760 million renovation contract due to a thunderstorm at a real estate company in Shenzhen.

This has resulted in various project crunches across the country.

The Mid-Levels Peninsula project has officially stopped.

After entering July, both banks and private financing channels were completely closed.

After taking the contract money to replace the property in June.

Suppliers with connections have mortgaged their properties in exchange for part of the funds.

Those with no other options can only watch as a property originally worth a million dollars turns into half a million dollars.

After the project was completely suspended, Dong Xuanxuan had to face reminders from suppliers on the one hand, and the pursuit and interception from the owners on the other.

Unlike real estate in the mainland, most of the owners of real estate in Qiong Province are migratory birds from the north.

They fly here to spend the winter and fly back again in the spring, so they care more about whether the house can be delivered on time than the value of the property.

Moreover, those who came to make trouble were all elderly men and women.

The power of a group of northern uncles and aunties is simply incredible.

The sales office was full of old men and women holding various banners.

There are also many kinds of banners.

for example:

"We demand that the house be handed over on time, so suspending work is shameless."

"Give me back the house where I reunited with my eldest grandson in Haishi during the Spring Festival."

"Call your Gada boss out and let's talk about when the apartment will be handed over."

wait!

Moreover, the aunts and uncles clock in more punctually than the employees. They show up with a small bench at 9 a.m. every day and leave on time at 5:30 p.m.

Whenever a person who looks like a leader appears in the sales office, people will definitely chat around him.

When Wei Zhijie appeared, he was surrounded.

But he only said one sentence.

"I'm also here to rush for a room." Everyone dispersed.

When the lady at the front desk knew that Wei Zhijie was here to press for the contract payment, she nodded politely.

"The leaders are not on the project, please call us."

Wei Zhijie said calmly: "Tell Dong Xuanxuan that I am here to replace the property, and I have a way to solve her current difficulties."

The lady at the front desk looked at Wei Zhijie's calm expression with suspicion.

After she nodded, she dialed the internal number.

On Dong Xuanxuan's side, when she heard the receptionist say that a supplier had come to ask for contract payment, she felt that the string in her heart was about to break.

She prayed in her heart that if someone could save her, she would be willing to do anything to repay his kindness.

"Mr. Dong, this supplier said that he is here to replace the property, and he said that he has a way to solve your current predicament."

"What did you say?"

Dong Xuanxuan stood up immediately and asked quickly: "Did he really say that? Where is he?"

The lady at the front desk replied: "They are here in the sales hall."

"them?"

"Yes, he is with Mr. Fang who is looking forward to Guijiang."

Dong Xuanxuan is also impressed by Fang Zhengyi, who has good character in the industry.

Three months ago, at the meeting to exchange contract money for real estate, someone introduced her to a dark-skinned boss from Qiong Province, and she had an impression of him.

"You take them to reception room No. 1 and I'll be right over."

"Okay, Mr. Dong."

Following the lady at the front desk into the back hall and getting on an elevator that required swiping a card, Wei Zhijie and Fang Zhengyi arrived at a reception room on the third floor.

"Wait a moment, you two, Mr. Dong will be here soon."

The lady at the front desk poured Wei Zhijie and Fang Zhengyi a cup of boiling water with some tea leaves, nodded politely, and left the reception room.

Five minutes passed.

As the sound of "clucking" high heels gradually progressed.

"Squeak."

The door to the reception room opened, and a beautiful woman in professional attire, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with golden proportions, slim hips, slim waist, and black stockings and red high heels came in.

The beauty has slightly curly black hair and is about thirty years old. She has a standard oval face and very bright and moist red lips.

The first time he saw Dong Xuanxuan, Wei Zhijie's eyes flashed with surprise.

Although she looks a little haggard at the moment.

In the memory of later generations in the parallel world, Wei Zhijie did not have any intersection with Dong Xuanxuan.

It was only in a few reports that I learned about this woman who would stir up troubles in the real estate industry in later generations.

When Dong Xuanxuan came in, she was also stunned. Wei Zhijie, who was over 1.8 meters tall, had a handsome face and aloof temperament. Especially in his elegant manner, he had an air of having everything under control.

This made Dong Xuanxuan feel inexplicably fond of her.

Seeing Dong Xuanxuan walk in, Wei Zhijie and Fang Zhengyi stood up.

"Hello, Mr. Dong."

"Hello, Mr. Fang, who is this?"

Dong Xuanxuan was a little surprised when she saw Fang Zhengyi standing next to Wei Zhijie, stepping back half a step. Normally, stepping back half a step was a sign of respect.

Fang Zhengyi introduced: "This is Mr. Wei Zhijie."

Dong Xuanxuan stretched out her hand generously, "Hello, Mr. Wei, I am Dong Xuanxuan from Rongfei Real Estate."

Wei Zhijie smiled and gently shook Dong Xuanxuan's hand. Dong Xuanxuan's palm was soft and delicate.

Clearly, well maintained.

"Please sit down." After letting go of Dong Xuanxuan's hand, Wei Zhijie spread out his hand and said to the chair behind Dong Xuanxuan.

Dong Xuanxuan felt funny for a moment at the sight of the troops seizing the throne.

She didn't take it seriously and sat down.

Wei Zhijie also sat down.

Opposite Dong Xuanxuan's two long black stocking legs crossed naturally.

A flash of red flashed in Wei Zhijie's eyes.

Dong Xuanxuan blushed. She didn't know why, but she did that action naturally.

In the reception room.
Chapter completed!