Chapter 15

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Zhao Lin also pulled her boyfriend Ji Chang to sit on the soft leather sofa, and with great interest, she said, "Liu Jun, are you good at business? I think you just want to take money from your dad and go around having fun, right?"

Liu Jun, who had just mocked Song Chen, gave Zhao Lin a disdainful look and said, "That's true. What about it? Linlin, why don't you dump your Ji Chang and be my girlfriend?"

Ji Chang smiled without a word, while Zhao Lin stuck out her tongue at Liu Jun, "Dream on, this girl doesn't even look at you!"

"These words have really broken Jun's heart! A love that hasn't even started has been ruthlessly crushed by a violent girl!" Chen Daohui leaned against the back of the sofa behind Liu Jun, holding a pool cue, and looked at Yuan Likai with a smile, "Manager Yuan, my dad is quite interested. The land price is also very cheap. Do you think the real estate business is feasible?"

It seems that the real estate industry has already caught the attention of many people, but the government, to prevent inflation, has always been wary of speculative behavior in the real estate market, so the price fluctuations have been stagnant, making it very difficult for real estate companies, with not much profit.

"Due to the Asian financial crisis this year, the central bank's policy is conservative. If you want to do real estate business, it might not be a good time! Unless you can endure the loneliness!" Yuan Likai thought for a moment, looked at Song Chen who was sitting beside him in deep thought, and suddenly smiled, "Actually, Brother Song Chen also mentioned the prospects of the real estate industry earlier, with a very interesting point, but he didn't finish before Zhao Lin and Ji Chang arrived!"

"Him? Ha!" Ye Lin stared intently at the cards in his hand, not even glancing at Song Chen as he sneered, "Do you really think I don't know about the Song family? The rich man Song, once he had money, immediately forgot the ancient teaching of 'not abandoning one's wife in poverty,' and married a woman who could be his daughter. His son followed his mother! A few days ago, the rich man's 'second wife' gave birth to his second son, and the gossip was even published in the newspaper!"

Ye Lin raised his head and looked at Zhao Lin, who was pouting and glaring at him, and said with a half-smile, "Don't glare at me, Linlin! Who doesn't know the deeds of the famous rich man Song? Besides, his father entered the real estate industry last year, and it was introduced in detail in the newspaper!"

"So what? He's my classmate and friend, and also my best friend's boyfriend. Can't I bring him here?" Zhao Lin gave Ye Lin a disdainful look.

"OK!" Ye Lin raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Let's pretend I didn't say anything. You continue!"

Yang De glanced at Song Chen, who remained calm despite various taunts, and he admired Song Chen for this. He nodded and smiled, "Regardless, Brother Song Chen, as the son of Song Hua, has extraordinary insights! Why don't you share your thoughts with us?"

"No need to guide us!" Leaning back on the sofa, Song Chen crossed his legs and said calmly, glancing at the various strange looks. He wondered if Zhao Lin had introduced his name to these rich and powerful second-generation but hadn't introduced their names to him, thinking he wasn't worthy of knowing or just to get familiar with him, or if she had simply overlooked it.

Looking at Ye Lin's sneer, Song Chen said calmly, "I told Brother Yuan earlier that, in summary, due to the impact of the international financial storm, the once favorable export situation in China has suddenly become severe, and domestic commodity inventories have sharply increased, making the already weak consumer demand even more sluggish. Given this situation, the only way out is to focus inward and boost domestic demand, finding an outlet for the five trillion yuan in national savings!"

"How is this related to the real estate business? This seems to be about the Asian financial crisis, which has nothing to do with our country!" Putting the pool cue next to the table, Zhai Yue leaned against it and looked at Song Chen with curious eyes.

"No! It is related!" Yang De looked at Song Chen with a burning gaze, his expression both surprised and excited, "What Xiao Chen means is that the government, to boost domestic demand, is very likely to use 'real estate' as a key measure!"

Zhao Lin looked at Yang De with interest, feeling that his attitude toward Song Chen had become friendlier from the initial politeness.

"Is it that simple?" Ji Chang shook his head and said, "I heard my dad say that the Premier is extremely cautious about speculative behavior in the real estate industry to prevent inflation! Besides, houses are allocated by units, and even small enterprises try to allocate houses to core employees. This is why the real estate market is stagnant, with only low profits! The market hasn't developed!"

Yuan Likai smiled, "There are many reasons why the real estate market isn't booming. Apart from the policy issues mentioned by Ji Chang, there are serious economic problems—ordinary people simply can't afford houses! A new apartment, even in the suburbs, costs 1,500 to 2,000 yuan per square meter! Plus taxes like the deed tax, the market is too small for ordinary white-collar workers who earn only a few hundred yuan a month to afford such prices!"

Looking at the various gazes of the ten people, Song Chen smiled, "You are talking about the current constraints in the real estate industry!"

"Then!" Song Chen deliberated, speaking slowly, "If the State Council actively breaks these constraints, the problems you mentioned won't be problems anymore!"

The few people present looked at each other, none of them speaking.

Song Chen smiled again at Yuan Likai, "Lack of money? Banks can provide mortgages! Taxes too high? How about reducing them significantly? Welfare housing? The market is too small? If the policy is effective, the Premier, who has broken so many 'iron rice bowls,' will have no qualms about 'abolishing welfare housing and monetizing it'!"

Ji Chang, Yang De, and Ye Lin all had bright eyes, their gazes intense, and their breathing became heavy.

Yuan Likai frowned, pondering the possibilities in Song Chen's words, "These are all your speculations! For us, central policies are too distant!" In fact, Yuan Likai admitted that Song Chen's words made sense. For example, the monetization of welfare housing began in the early 1990s! It has been seven years, so suddenly abolishing welfare housing is not surprising.

"These are not issues of whether they are possible, but of whether they are urgent!" Song Chen looked at Yuan Likai, paused, and then smiled, as if he were Zhuge Liang with a feather fan, "After Hong Kong fell into a financial storm last month, the government has few options to boost the national economy!—That means the financial storm is already at our doorstep!"

The ten people were finally stunned by Song Chen's words. Zhai Yue chuckled, "You speak like an expert on TV! Just without all the jargon we don't understand!" Her voluptuous figure, with its prominent curves, was very alluring.

Wang Xiaoxue, who had been playing cards, had already put down her cards and was leaning on the sofa, looking at Song Chen with interest.

Facing the inquiring gazes of Yang De and the others, Yuan Likai thought for a long time, finally sighed, and nodded, "I have to admit, it makes sense! More importantly, the real estate industry indeed has a huge impact on the national economy, and I believe the central government won't overlook this! Once they realize this, it means..."

"Everything becomes possible!" Yang De smiled at Song Chen, suddenly realizing that this eldest son, abandoned by the rich man Song, might be a treasure with a bright future!

That night, Zhao Lin, wearing pajamas, mysteriously came to Zhang Ruoxi's dormitory. Seeing Zhang Ruoxi and her three roommates looking puzzled, she giggled, "I'll sleep with you tonight!"

Without waiting for Zhang Ruoxi's protest, Zhao Lin climbed up the stairs and lay on the combined bed with a desk and wardrobe. Zhang Ruoxi, both amused and annoyed, gave Zhao Lin a disdainful look, smelling the alcohol on her despite the scent of shampoo and bathwater, and laughed, "What happened? Did you drink? Well, it's hard to escape the clutches of your friends!"

"Everyone was having fun, so the three of us girls had a little drink!" Zhao Lin smiled, gazing at Zhang Ruoxi's star-like eyes, and suddenly said, "Congratulations!"

Zhang Ruoxi was puzzled by Zhao Lin's abrupt word. Zhao Lin then told her what happened that night, adding, "He usually seems dumb and useless, with no manliness, but after his parents' divorce, he became powerful overnight! You don't know, that sly Wang Xiaoxue loves to seduce men, looking at Song Chen like a spider demon eyeing Tang僧, her eyes almost glowing!"

"Nothing has happened yet, so it's not certain! What's so special about it!" Zhang Ruoxi hid her joy, pretending to be indifferent, "As for that Wang Xiaoxue, humph! If he's two-timing, I'll..."

"Castrate him! I'll help you! Feed his little thing to the old man at the school gate for lunch!" Zhao Lin added, making the eavesdropping roommate shudder and feel a chill.

Zhang Ruoxi blushed at Zhao Lin's bold words and gently pinched her cheek, "Violent girl!"

"Hehe!"

However, Zhang Ruoxi seemed to remember something, her face changed, and she frowned, "No, it makes sense that Song Chen invited Yuan Likai, but why did they go to a bar?"

"..." Zhao Lin stuck out her tongue, turned her back, and pretended to sleep. She thought to herself: Song Chen, you're on your own!

Lying in bed, Song Chen smiled at the opportunity tonight. Just as he was about to sleep, he suddenly sneezed, a chill ran through his heart, and his right eye started to twitch.

"What's wrong with me?"

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