Zhao Shanhe stood up and came to the window.

Bai Jiadao's mansion was very famous in later generations, with a price of more than one million per square meter.

Among these mansions, the adjacent Commander's Residence of No. 11 and the Government Officer's Residence of No. 15 are the best in the locations.

Standing in front of the window on the second floor, looking down at the mountain, facing a valley, and below is the bustling Central Ring Road.

Zhao Shanhe didn't understand what he wanted to do, so he waited for him to speak.

He didn't keep it a secret and said directly: "But as an official, his biggest pursuit is the power in his hands. Many times, power is more useful than money."

Zhao Shanhe nodded. "Yes."

He pointed to a house directly below that was blocked by green trees and exposed only with red roofs, saying, "It is No. 12, the residence of the Chairman of the Housing Management Committee."

“A unique geographical location.”

"Yes, facing Central, there is no resident around. The entrance is facing Commander-General No. 11's official residence. You have to go down a hundred meters, go through three bends, and reach the manor at a height of more than twenty meters.

This manor is located in a mountain with an altitude of 280 meters. It covers an area of ​​30,000 feet and has a construction area of ​​10,000 feet. There are cliffs on both sides. There is only one road to travel and overlooks the entire Hong Kong Island."

Zhao Shanhe looked at him with some confusion, and he said with a smile: "The former chairman is now under review because of his bribery. The Housing Management Committee intends to sell this house."

Zhao Shanhe understood in his heart and said, "It shouldn't be cheap, right?"

He smiled and said, "It should not be expensive for you... I know you are still training in the Victoria Park Swimming Pool, and there is a 15-meter-long swimming pool in this manor that can be expanded to 25 meters."

"If sold, there should be many rich people willing to buy."

Zhong Yijie nodded and said, "But you have an advantage. You are a competitive celebrity in Xiangjiang. As long as you support sports training, there will be no many people competing with you."

Zhao Shanhe was invited to come, mainly to bring closer relationships. If possible, help his fitness center get a government support quota.

But before this matter was mentioned, Zhong Yijie gave this generous gift.

Bai Jiadao in the 1980s was still a privileged circle. Especially between the 11th and 17th, no wealthy businessman could move in.

He recalled that when the richest man in his previous life bought a house here, the price per square meter was about 1.2 million yuan, which shocked the world. Zhao Shanhe also searched for information here because of his curiosity.

Now that I think about it briefly, I remember the records I saw online.

The 11th and 15th generations were still official residences. When the 12th returned, they were sold to a merchant. The price in the 1990s was 1.5 billion.

The entrance to No. 12 faces the official residence of Commander-in-Chief No. 11, with soldiers on duty, so the safety here is naturally the most stringent.

Zhao Shanhe asked: "What price is probably at?"

Zhong Yijie smiled. "Thirty million."

Ten years later, it is 100 million, and now it is absolutely not expensive at all. Even according to the market price, the price per square foot here is only equivalent to 1,000 yuan.

However, there are only a few villas here, which are completely scarce resources that are priceless.

Not to mention the extra price, now the price is 50 million, and many people are snatching it.

Moreover, when Zhong Yijie mentioned it now, it proves that he is very confident that Zhao Shanhe will get this house.

Although he was just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, Zhong Yijie was able to take the initiative to help, proving that he wanted to maintain this relationship for a long time.

He turned his head and looked at Zhong Haowei, who was still unknown, and nodded.

Zhong Yijie immediately smiled with satisfaction...

He is not short of money, and he will have a generous pension when he retires, and he does not need to transfer Zhao Shanhe's interests.

What he was most concerned about was his grandson. With Zhao Shanhe's guarantee, Zhong Haowei would not be hungry even if he was not a good player in the future.

Zhao Shanhe smiled and said, "The price should be based on the market price. I don't need to save this little money to make you embarrassed, and I don't want to involve you."

Zhong Yijie nodded and smiled, "This news will not spread, it will only spread in small circles, and no one will maliciously raise prices."

This is a trading game for the privileged class. Although Zhao Shanhe still can't play it, he doesn't understand the specific situation.

But after hearing about it in later generations, I am not unfamiliar with this game.

Zhong Haowei asked, "Ahe, are you going to move here? Then we can be neighbors in the future."

Zhong Yijie said, "It is impossible to be a neighbor. Evan just bought this house and it will take about half a year to redecorate it. And we will move out in a few months."

Zhao Shanhe asked, "Is this house going to be transferred to the new governor?"

Zhong Yijie nodded and smiled, "There will be an official residence for me in the past two years, but I am already planning to build my own house in the New Territories."

"Why is it the New Territories? Is that remote there?"

“I worked in the New Territories for decades. In the 1970s, I bought a piece of land in Qing Tung Tou between Tsuen Wan and Tuen Mun as a residence after retirement.

I am fifty-eight years old now and I will retire in two years, so I am ready to build a new home.”

Zhao Shanhe hesitated for a moment and said, "If there is pressure on the funds, I can solve it."

"No, I still have some savings."

If he wants to serve as the chairman of the Housing Management Committee next, naturally, some real estate developers are willing to help him build a house at a low price.

However, Zhao Shanhe's attitude needs to be expressed.

He turned his head and looked at Zhong Haowei, and asked with a smile: "Chris, you told me last time that you are interested in computer science, right?"

Zhong Haowei nodded and said, "You donated fifty computers to the school and opened a computer class, as if you opened a new world for me."

Zhao Shanhe smiled and said, "I hope you can continue to research. The future computer industry will definitely be an emerging industry that can change the world. We are classmates now, and I hope we can become colleagues for life in the future."

Zhong Haowei smiled and said, "I will work hard."

Seeing Zhao Shanhe guide Zhong Haowei to move forward, a sincere smile appeared on the faces of Zhong Yijie and his wife.

After dinner together, Zhao Shanhe accompanied Zhong Haowei on the top of the mountain for a while before saying goodbye.

When entering Baijia Road from the Auxiliary Road Hospital, Zhao Shanhe said: "Let's go east first and stop at the intersection of 12."

Xiaozhuang asked, "What's wrong?"

“It’s going to be sold on the 12th, and I have a great chance to buy it.”

Xiaozhuang took a breath of air conditioning. "I can't buy a house here even if I have money... Haha, the collusion between officials and businessmen."

Zhao Shanhe smiled and said, "Don't be so cynical, you are not such a person."

Baijia Road walked east for about 100 meters. The uphill on the right is to go to the commander's residence, and the downhill on the left is to go to No. 12.

Standing by the roadside, you can see the dazzling Xiangjiang River, but you can’t see the house No. 12.

Zhao Shanhe enjoyed the beautiful scenery for a while before saying, "Let's go, go home."

This matter has not been finalized yet, and Zhao Shanhe has not mentioned it when he returns home.

When Zhao Shanhe woke up the next day, he began to prepare for red envelopes for construction.

Today is the ninth day of the New Year. Many companies in Xiangjiang have opened, and the decoration of the fitness center has also been restarted.

The custom in Xiangjiang that starts work is profitable, that is, red envelopes.

This custom in Xiangjiang has a long history. No matter how big or small the bosses are, they all have to start a business.

I don't care much, it's mainly a lottery.

However, Zhao Shanhe is now a rich man. Everyone hired a red envelope of 1,000 yuan for his fitness center, while the decoration workers all received a red envelope of 500 yuan.

In addition to these red envelopes, a lot of red envelopes of varying amounts were prepared and distributed to others.

Zhao's mother and Xiao Zaba helped, and the three of them packed them for more than an hour. When they went out, Zhao Shanhe packed all the red envelopes with a bag.

Today I am going to pay the money, and Zhao's mother and Xiao Zaba also followed.

From the beginning of leaving, the property staff downstairs met with each other and received a red envelope of 200 yuan, asking for a prize.

When we arrived at the school, the security guards on duty all sent out red envelopes one by one. They didn’t care much, it was just a custom.

When I arrived at the fitness center, the 500-yuan red envelope prepared for the decoration workers came in handy.

The sixth floor of the company has been sorted out, but it has not been renovated yet. Employees who have been recruited have been trained here. Today is also the first day of training.

They are from their own company, and each of them is filled with red envelopes of 1,000 yuan.

Xiaozhuang, Feng Gang and Shao Yi also had red envelopes, and it was even bigger. Zhao Shanhe also asked his mother to send them red envelopes in person.

After a busy morning, Zhao Shanhe officially entered 1987.

"Mom, I asked Xiaozhuang to send you to the Xu family to attend the party. I won't go at noon. You can arrange it yourself in the afternoon..."

Zhao's mother nodded. "Then you come here early tonight."

"I know."

After asking Xiaozhuang to send them away, Zhao Shanhe and Feng Gang crossed the Emperor Road and arrived at the north side of the road, where they rented a few months ago.

Feng Gang entered the house, closed the door, scanned the electronic device again, but found no electronic signals. Then he walked to the safe inside and said, "I bought the weapon last night and got a message that a group of large circles are being chased by black and white..."

The safe is opened, and there are four pistols neatly placed on the top, and the plastic outer packaging box is still there.

The floor below is full of bullets, with thousands of rounds.

Zhao Shanhe excitedly took out a Beretta 92F pistol that he was most accustomed to. The gun was brand new and unpacked, and the smell of gun oil came to his nose.

Taking a deep breath of obsession, Zhao Shanhe took out a handful and asked, "How many have you bought in total?"

"Thirty pistols, it's hard to buy too many grenades, only ten. In addition, I bought ten AK and there are also supporting bullets."

Zhao Shanhe took off the packaging, put two into the bag, then loaded a whole box of bullets, and loaded two more magazines. "I'll take these back, and you can keep the rest. Let's talk about those big circles now, what's going on?"
Chapter completed!