[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-927":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Restarted Life: 1992",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2280477,4460,"Chapter 927: Inflation","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-927",927,"\u003Cp>The statement that it would become the world’s largest building struck straight at Jin Kang’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the district cannot decide on a land area of 260,000 square meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, a Hong Kong-funded enterprise like Qiudongfang would never be turned down by the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I need to report this to the city.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong nodded: “Also, the land opposite the metal structure factory—I plan to develop it into a business zone, comprising a specialty commercial street, kindergarten, high-end business club, large shopping plaza, central green space, and other supporting facilities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A city complex?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Hongbin blurted it out—Zhou Andong’s city complexes in Jiangzhou were too famous; even before construction began, they had drawn attention from many big players, and Jia Hongbin had certainly studied them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!” Zhou Andong nodded. “It will include a five-star hotel, a Class A office tower, large-scale themed commerce, international business apartments, and more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Hongbin lowered his head, smoking steadily, as if deep in thought—actually hiding his inner excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Hongbin exhaled a long plume of smoke: “Mr. Zhou, I’m heading to the city to meet the leaders right away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was truly afraid of delays—because both Dongcheng and Xicheng were scrambling for investors everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they found out Zhou Andong was building a city complex in Chaoyang, he was absolutely certain they’d try to poach him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now, Chaoyang had no competitiveness compared to Dongcheng and Xicheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong felt helpless—it had been less than half an hour, they’d only briefly discussed intentions, hadn’t even mentioned terms, yet Jia Hongbin was already rushing to report to the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Zhou Andong was deeply impressed. In this era, most leaders were still pragmatic—if both sides had intent, they’d report upward immediately. What was there to delay?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for terms, they could be negotiated after the city made its decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In half an hour, Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu returned by car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s really fast!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu smiled: “Reform and opening-up, attracting investment—Jia Hongbin is under tremendous pressure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong nodded: “Though Chaoyang has developed well these past two years, the gap with Dongcheng and Xicheng isn’t small.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly!” Jian Qiu said. “That’s why he’s afraid we’ll be snatched away by them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong leaned back comfortably in his seat: “Where to now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu thought for a moment: “Go to Old Auntie’s?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong glanced at his watch: “It’s only just past ten—going so early?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu said: “Nothing else to do. Let’s go early—I’ll chat with Old Auntie first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for Zhou Andong’s instruction, Wu Chao drove straight to Zhao Ping’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Courtyard Six, Old Man Jian sat solemnly in his study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan hid on the opposite sofa, reading the old man’s expression—something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, what’s happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our country is facing unprecedented inflation. Compared to 1988, prices rose an average of thirty percent; in just under three months this time, they’ve jumped an average of forty percent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man picked up his cold teacup, stood, and walked to the window, gazing outside as he spoke in a low voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yesterday, I gathered several financial experts. After analysis, this inflation will last two to three years. More critically, many essential consumer goods are in short supply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If we buy these on the international market now, prices will surge. If we force the purchase, our losses will be enormous—and we don’t have much foreign exchange reserve to spare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan frowned too: “Yesterday, I went to Darenfa with your daughter-in-law. Prices there are much lower than other stores—but compared to six months ago, they’ve risen sharply.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sugar!” the old man murmured. “In six months, it’s nearly doubled. If raw sugar isn’t quickly replenished to the market, prices will climb further.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan’s frown deepened: “Are we really that short on sugar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man nodded: “Supply can no longer meet demand. We urgently need to buy from the international market—but once capitalists learn our country desperately needs raw sugar, they’ll spike the price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan fell silent—she didn’t understand this issue and couldn’t help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man fell silent for a long while, then suddenly asked: “How’s Darenfa doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan blinked: “Very well. Goods are fully stocked; most citizens can buy daily necessities there, mainly because prices are low—ordinary people get real benefits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!” The old man set down his teacup and walked out. “Come with me to Darenfa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan was reluctant but stood and followed: “Do you know who owns Darenfa?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man smiled: “Of course I know—it’s that kid Zhou Andong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan froze again. She sensed something off in his tone—this was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man continued: “Minglan, I’m not interfering in Qiuxiu’s romantic affairs. I’m just being honest—Zhou Andong is truly a fine young man. You should seriously consider him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan frowned: “Dad, your change of heart is too sudden. I wonder what kind of witch’s brew that little rascal fed you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man chuckled, then sighed: “The day I’m gone, the future of the Jian family may rest on Qiuxiu and Zhou Andong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan’s heart trembled—his words were hard to believe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, what do you mean by that…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man waved his hand: “This time, we carved off a big chunk of meat from Ye Tuan’s old man—thanks to Zhou Andong’s behind-the-scenes planning, he outmaneuvered the Ye family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan stared in disbelief: “He… outmaneuvered the Ye family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man nodded but said no more: “Perhaps Zhou Andong can solve the sugar shortage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan snorted: “I admit Zhou Andong is a shrewd businessman—but this is too big a problem. Even experts can’t solve it. How could he? You’re just grasping at straws.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Call it trying anything to save a dying horse,” the old man smiled. “Tonight, have Qiuxiu come home. Have her arrange it—I want to meet that boy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yesterday, your daughter-in-law was still urging me not to meddle in Qiuxiu and Zhou Andong’s relationship.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan helped the old man into the car. “I’ll make one demand—if Zhou Andong can meet it, I won’t interfere in his relationship with Qiuxiu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man asked curiously: “What demand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan spoke calmly: “Within two years, Zhou Andong’s personal assets must reach one billion.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1042,"2026-06-20T01:18:52.456Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2c8a19c552d7a29614cc1df79bd4c3627af9855edf927f9ee7a653d9a8c7b31f","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-928","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-926",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]