Chapter 174

Hmm.

Lu Jingqing nodded slowly and said, "Go find out exactly what money Lu Chi has on hand, and tell me immediately once you've figured it out."

If I'm not mistaken, all the assets under Lu Chi and Zheng Hongyu's names should have already been taken by him.

It's absolutely impossible that there's any hidden property.

They even sealed off the Lu family's property right away.

If Lu Chi still had a large sum of money available to buy a house at this point, then it would be my own oversight.

Let's have the people at the real estate center go ask and see what they can find out.

Go ahead.

Lu Jingqing didn't even lift his head.

Secretary Li quickly went to handle it.

At the same time.

Inside the five-star hotel.

Zheng Hongyu couldn't stand living in a hotel. Before, when she was in the Lu family, she practically had everything brought to her—food served, clothes handed to her. Now she can only live in the hotel's presidential suite, where the facilities are nowhere near as good as at home, and it's not spacious at all. Even if she wanted to exercise or have fun, she'd have to share the space with others, which leaves Zheng Hongyu very dissatisfied.

What kind of five-star hotel is this? The food is bad, the rooms are bad—where is it as good as our home?

The Lu family once owned a villa covering a hundred mu, and life there was far more enjoyable than here.

Lu Chi naturally knew his mother was picky, but they could only stay in this hotel, and it was still okay because he previously had a black card there that could almost cover another month's stay.

He's still negotiating over the house, hoping to get the price lowered a bit.

Mom, being able to stay here is already good enough; any future house we get might even be smaller than this presidential suite.

What? How can that be? What's our status? How could we live in such a small house? If those ladies found out, they'd definitely laugh at me.

Mom, you'll probably never see those ladies again, and they won't laugh at you.

Who in the industry doesn't know that this mother and son are broke now?

Only Zheng Hongyu is still daydreaming.

Starting today, those aristocratic friends of my mother probably won't contact us anymore, and they might even have deleted us.

Zheng Hongyu absolutely refused to stay in such a small room, and just then, a knocking sound came from the door.

When Lu Chi went to open the door, he discovered that the person outside was the hotel manager.

Unlike the first day he arrived, the hotel manager's expression was noticeably colder.

Excuse me, are you Young Master Lu and Madam Lu?

It's me. What's wrong?

I'm really sorry, but your black card has expired. I just got a call from above saying you two can no longer stay in the presidential suite, but you can stay tonight, and you must check out by noon tomorrow.

What?

Zheng Hongyu flew into a rage: "What do you mean, you lousy hotel? What do you mean our black card has expired? Weren't we supposed to be able to stay here for another month or more?"

I'm very sorry, Madam, but since this black card was originally given to Young Master Lu, how it's used is up to our hotel.

If it weren't for Lu Chi's status, they wouldn't have given him a black card in the first place.

In fact, there's still over thirty days of credit left on it. Lu Chi rarely stays in hotels outside, but when he heard what the hotel manager said, his face darkened.

But I've spent a lot of money here before, and when you gave me the black card, you said I could use it indefinitely.

Because it was a rule set by the previous owner, and we've changed management now, so the nature of the black card has changed. I'm really sorry, Young Master Lu. You know the presidential suite here is limited, and thirty-plus days' worth already costs hundreds of thousands. I hope you can understand.

You…

Lu Chi still wanted to argue, but the other party didn't want to continue the conversation.

Someone will come to collect the room before noon tomorrow. It's getting late, so I won't disturb your rest any further—I'll be going now.

Having said that, the manager left the room without looking back.

After the manager left, Zheng Hongyu completely lost it: "What the hell is going on with this lousy hotel? They say the black card they gave out is invalid—just like that! What do they even want?"

Mom, just stop talking.

Lu Chi rubbed his forehead and said, "Their meaning is already clear—they don't want us to stay any longer. I need to quickly ask the agent whether we can actually secure that apartment."

Since they haven't converted their gold into cash yet—and gold is easier to carry—if they turned it into cash they'd have to put it in the bank. But all of their assets are now under Lu Jingqing's surveillance, so they have to quickly use that money to buy a house and then convert it to cash to keep at home.

Just then, Lu Chi's phone rang—it was the real estate agent calling. He quickly answered: "How's it going? Did the landlord accept the terms I proposed last time?"

They're still hesitating. Besides that, they want to know whether you'll pay in full, how you plan to pay, and what your current financial situation is. Before signing the contract, we must conduct a property assessment.

I'm just buying one apartment—why all these questions? I'll pay in full, and if they can sell it to us for three million, that's best; otherwise we'll look for another place.

Lu Chi knew that dealing with these agents required a tough attitude.

But the agent replied, "I can't help with that, Mr. Lu. Even if you asked others, it's the same procedure. You probably don't have any assets left in your name. After we checked with the bank, all of your property has already been transferred. What money are you going to use to pay in full?"

Lu Chi had never bought a house before, so he didn't know the process. All he could say was, "I don't have any money in the bank, but I do have gold worth three million that I can exchange for cash."

If that's the case, I might need to check with someone else first, so I won't bother you any further, Mr. Lu.

Having said that, the real estate agent hung up the phone.

A three-million-dollar place—can it even be lived in?

Zheng Hongyu frowned.

She felt that a three-million-dollar property was basically unfit for human habitation.

Now we have no choice but this; all we have in hand is gold worth five million; we can't possibly afford any other house.