Chapter 339

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Xu Mingmei was still smugly pleased with herself, little knowing that a great calamity was already bearing down on her.

The trouble she had stirred up this time would not only engulf her and her brother, but would also drag Shanhai Real Estate into it.

And at this moment, Wang Dashan and Wang Erhai of Shanhai Real Estate knew nothing of it whatsoever.

Even if they were told, they would feel it had little to do with them.

After all, when Ou Jiajie previously asked Wang Dashan for help, Wang Dashan had declined Ou Jiajie's request; the two brothers were not currently mixed up in the mess between Xu Mingmei and Ou Jiajie, so by rights it should not implicate them at all.

But in reality, would it really be so?

Their interests were bound so deeply with the Xu siblings — could they truly stay out of harm's way?

Right now there were only two months left until the Spring Festival.

Shanhai Real Estate had made a modest profit in the second half of this year.

Wang Dashan discussed with Wang Erhai the idea of taking a sum of money home for the New Year, so the family could build the new house smoothly next year.

Wang Erhai naturally raised both hands in agreement — after all, once the new house was built back in the hometown, they would live more comfortably when returning for holidays and festivals.

"Brother, how much money do you think we should take home?"

Wang Erhai asked.

Wang Dashan said:

"We're building a new house, and it absolutely has to outshine that bastard He Dazhu's house!"

He Dazhu's three-story Western-style villa sat right next to the Wang family home; not only was it better-looking than the Wangs' one-story ghost building, but its foundation was also a meter and a half higher, pressing the Wang family down so they couldn't hold their heads up for years.

Not only did Father Wang Zhanggen find it deeply humiliating, but every time Wang Dashan thought of it, he also felt the sting of lost face.

So back in the hometown, either they didn't build a new house at all, or if they did, it had to be more magnificent than He Dazhu's villa!

"To outdo He Dazhu's house, I'm afraid it'll cost a lot of money."

Wang Erhai couldn't help but stare blankly, saying just that.

Labor and materials have both gone up a lot in price now; building a three-story building would cost far more than before!

Wang Dashan, however, said:

"We've got three to four hundred thousand on hand right now; take out three hundred thousand, add the savings Dad and Mom have accumulated from years of masonry work, and it should be enough to build a building more luxurious than He Dazhu's!"

Wang Erhai's brows furrowed slightly:

"If all the money goes back home to build the house, what about the company's development?"

Wang Dashan was quite optimistic:

"Don't we have Big Brother Xu helping us? As long as we have this backer, we'll have a steady stream of clients next year too, and we'll keep earning steadily!"

Wang Erhai had reservations:

"Brother, I'm saying — what if? What if Anjia Real Estate's upper management discovers Xu Mingxin's kickbacks to us, and Anjia Real Estate kicks Xu Mingxin out — what do we do then? Shouldn't we plan an alternative way out in advance? We can't keep surviving on Xu Mingxin's kickbacks forever; the risk is too great."

Hearing this, Wang Dashan felt there was some truth to it, but he had already decided to take the money home to build the new house, so although he thought Wang Erhai's words made sense, he still stuck to his own view:

"We'll take the money home this year; the money we earn in the first half of next year, we'll use to explore new business channels. Big Brother Xu has been feeding us benefits for so long without any slip-up, so I reckon the next half year or so probably won't see any slip-up either."

At this Wang Erhai said:

"How about we don't build such a good house back home — just a two-story, ordinary one, good enough to live in — save some money to find a way out for Shanhai Real Estate early."

Wang Dashan, however, said:

"Second Brother, you're overthinking it. I'll say it again: if we build a house back home, it absolutely has to be more luxurious than He Dazhu's!"

Seeing Wang Dashan so resolute, Wang Erhai said nothing more.

Because he knew it wasn't just his big brother who thought this way — their old father at home would certainly also feel that only by building something more luxurious than He Dazhu's house would they have face.

Wang Dashan then said:

"I'll call home right now and tell the old man about this, let him prepare in advance."

Wang Dashan dialed Wang Zhanggen's number.

"Hello, Dad."

"What is it?"

"Are you feeling any better?"

"Much better, just have to keep taking Euthyrox; without it I have no energy."

"Then set your mind at ease, don't brood all day."

"Mm, got it."

"I'll tell you some good news."

"What good news?"

"Didn't you plan to build a new house back home? Erhai and I made some money this year, and we're planning to bring it back for the New Year to build the new house nice and beautiful, to bring honor to your face."

Hearing this, Wang Zhanggen's mood indeed improved instantly, a smile unconsciously appearing on his face, yet he still fell back on his habitual put-down style of response:

"Just the two of you brothers — how long have you been out working, how much can you earn? Keep it for your own use!"

Wang Dashan said:

"The company made quite a bit this year — is three hundred thousand enough to bring back? If it's not enough, we'll bring more next year; anyway, no matter what, this time we build the new house, we must crush that bastard He Dazhu's villa — you agree, don't you?"

Wang Zhanggen was even happier:

"If you can bring back three hundred thousand, plus the family's savings from these years, building a building that surpasses He Dazhu's is definitely more than enough — after all, I'm a foreman myself, I can save on labor costs and get materials at the lowest price."

Wang Zhanggen wanted to surpass He Dazhu even more than Wang Dashan did.

He had been firmly suppressed by He Dazhu his entire life.

When they were young, the rumors and gossip about He Dazhu and Li Xiulan caused him immense suffering.

Later, He Dazhu went to the city to work, and in just a few years, he surprisingly transformed into a Big Boss, directly surpassing him, Wang Zhanggen.

After that, He Dazhu built a three-story Western-style villa right next to his house, which infuriated Wang Zhanggen.

Now, He Dazhu's villa has fallen nearly into ruin, because aside from returning for important holidays like Qingming and Spring Festival, He Dazhu never comes back, so the three-story villa has remained unoccupied all along.

But even so, whenever Wang Zhanggen looks up and sees his villa, he gets angry and feels depressed.

"Good, then it's settled. This year for Spring Festival we'll go home and bring three hundred thousand!"

Wang Dashan said this with a laugh.

Wang Zhanggen's face was full of gratified and proud smiles as he exclaimed:

"You brothers count as promising now; I and your mother raising you these years wasn't in vain! Right, the two pigs at home are already very fat. We plan to slaughter one first to make cured meat and cured sausage. When the time comes you can take some to Guangzhou to eat. The other one we'll slaughter when you return for Spring Festival. What do you think?"

Wang Dashan replied with a laugh:

"Fine, household matters you and Mom decide. No need to ask us!"

Wang Dashan agreed with Wang Zhanggen just like that to bring three hundred thousand home for Spring Festival to build a new house.

Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.

Wang Dashan's expectations for the future could be described as extremely optimistic.

However, an event that happened next directly dealt him a heavy blow!