After returning to Jianye from Hucheng, he received a call from Shang Furong not long after. He claimed that many neighbors were willing to sell their land, but they were still negotiating the price.
"So soon?"
Chen Hansheng was a little surprised.
Shang Furong had expected this, and he even analyzed the reasons for Chen Hansheng.
Due to various reasons, these lands belonged to the category of "priceless" resources.
First of all, although Qingpu was part of Hucheng, it was still a suburb. The price Chen Hansheng offered was enough for the villagers to buy an exquisite commercial house in the city. From the perspective of future family development and medical and educational resources, many villagers were still willing to exchange.
Second, the government's current regulations for private land were still relatively few. They only relied on the stamp of the village to prove it. In addition, banks now did not accept "land certificates" as collateral, only official "property certificates" were accepted. The lack of procedures also deterred many foreign buyers.
Therefore, land sales were only conducted among the villagers. Until now, when Shang Furong went bankrupt, there was a villager who had discussed buying this land for 200,000 yuan. He was almost killed by Shang Furong at the door with a kitchen knife.
If it were not for Chen Hansheng's sudden financial support of 2 million yuan, this land would probably be in his hands.
Third, now that the garment industry was in a total depression, many people did not know what would happen in the future, so it was more cost-effective to use real yuan.
Of course, despite various reasons, the land was left behind by the ancestors. In addition to its value, it was also mixed with the Chinese's sentimental attachment to land, so the price would not be low.
A piece of land the size of Shang Furong's house was priced above 3 million yuan.
Chen Hansheng also specifically discussed with Kong Jing. At first, Kong Jing thought it was a joke. She was still applying for industrial land in Jiangling, but who knew that Chen Hansheng wanted to buy a piece of land in Hucheng.
"This is a rare opportunity. When the winter of the garment industry is over, you may not be able to buy it at this price."
Chen Hansheng explained, "I don't have the money to develop it now, so I'll leave it there for the time being. Consider it a springboard to enter Hucheng."
Kong Jing's investment philosophy was more conservative than Chen Hansheng's. Based on the current trend, the country would definitely prohibit private land sales in the future, so the land price would become more and more valuable.
However, the fact that Chen Hansheng had thrown in a quarter of his net worth still made her worried.
"Don't worry."
Chen Hansheng comforted him, "This is a legal business. At most, we will have a good relationship with the village committee."
After asking around, Chen Hansheng knew that the current village committee director was the son of the old village committee director. This was normal, and Chen Hansheng did not mind. But the old village committee director should be the one in charge.
Therefore, Chen Hansheng wanted to request to meet the old director, hoping that Shang Furong would be the go-between.
"That's a little difficult. You can only see the old director the year after next," Shang Furong said.
"Why?"
"He was only released the year after next."
"He went in?"
"Yes."
"The CET-4 and CET-6 exams are coming up. I'll be busy, so I won't see you."
… ….
December was the season for the CET-4 and CET-6 English exams. Everywhere in the school, there were people memorizing vocabulary words. No one knew when this rumor started.
If one could not pass the CET-4 exam, he or she would not be able to get a diploma.
However, this had never been proven before, because many of the seniors who failed the CET-4 exam were also "oily people in the human world" who had failed 100 times. For the time being, there was no way to determine whether it was because these old foxes failed the CET-4 exam or because they failed too many subjects.
It was really a headache.
It was not scary to fail a subject, and it did not matter if one did not pass the CET-4 exam. But it was a big deal if one could not get a diploma. Even the slackers in 602 began to take it seriously. Old Dai's "Quest for Qin" became "CET-4 English Vocabulary Shorthand Encyclopedia."
"Brother Chen, are you really not going to revise?"
Kim Yang-myung saw Chen Hansheng playing games. He was also curious, but he had scored more than 300 points in the CET-4 exam last time. He was still far from the passing mark of 425 points.
"My CET-4 score is 160. Do I still need to revise with this score?"
Chen Hansheng was afraid of discouraging them, so he did not tell them the truth that he could be recommended for postgraduate studies.
"Lao Si, you are dating such a good student like Shen Youchu. Why are you so disappointing? I heard that she scored more than 600 points in the CET-4 exam."
Yang Shichao criticized Chen Hansheng first, then he was very annoyed. "F * ck the listening questions. I really couldn't understand a single word. Why did you have to speak so fast?"
"That's because you haven't got the hang of it yet."
Chen Hansheng said with a smile. "When I took the CET-4 exam last time, it played its own part, and I wrote my own part. We didn't interfere with each other. In the end, when I finished writing, I found that the listening test was not finished. So I switched to FM 93.6 MHz and listened to Jay Chou's" Sunny Day "for a while."
"Hahaha, Lao Si, just say that you guessed it."
"I am different from Lao Si. There are only two questions in the listening test that I don't know. I don't know this question, and I don't know that question."
… ….
No one knew who started it, but the dormitory immediately received an excited response. Even from the perspective of patriotism, finding a job in the future, and from the perspective of love, they found that the CET-4 exam was useless in their future life.
In fact, it was useless to complain, because the dormitory quickly became quiet again. Except for Chen Hansheng, the others were all immersed in the rhythm of memorizing words. The complaint just now was just a kind of emotional relief.
During the exam season, Chen Hansheng's days were more leisurely. In short, he really couldn't pass the exam, so he went to Eastern University to accompany Xiao Rongyu, and then to the library of the University of Finance and Economics to accompany Shen Youchu. They had already passed the CET4 exam when they were in their second year, and his goal was to pass the CET-6 exam.
"Photographywasoncean expensive …"
Shen Youchu wore an MP3 headphone cable and silently recited.
This MP3 was the first batch of samples from the New Century Electronics Factory. Chen Hansheng gave one to Shen Youchu, and she used it to learn English.
After Chen Hansheng woke up next to her, he stared at Shen Youchu for a while, then leaned over to unplug one of the headphones, and said with a smile, "Your spoken language has a smell of chili."
Shen Youchu's face turned red, and silently turned around to continue with her revision, but her voice was much lower.
"Ring ring ring."
When Chen Hansheng was flipping through the comic, his phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Empress Dowager Liang.
"I have already applied for the annual leave, and I plan to go to Jianye in two days," Liang Meijuan said directly.
This was something that had been agreed upon long ago. Liang Meijuan hadn't seen Shen Youchu for a long time, and she really missed her.
"You're really coming?"
Chen Hansheng was a little reluctant. In this world, he was only afraid of Liang Meijuan.
"Of course it's real!"
Hearing her son's tone, Liang Meijuan directly scolded on the phone, "This time, I am going there for two purposes. The first is to see Shen Youchu, and the second is to monitor what you usually do. Because your father reminded me that your appearance in school is only what it looks like, and I also have to pay attention to your life outside of school. Therefore, I plan to stay for a while."
"This is obviously Old Chen's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain …"
Chen Hansheng sighed. The father and son alliance seems so weak in front of "freedom".
"Then I will find a car to go home and pick you up."
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Chen Hansheng wanted to go home and pick up Liang Meijuan.
"I don't need you to pick me up, sitting in a car makes me want to vomit."
Liang Meijuan directly refused, "I feel more comfortable sitting in a bus, it's transparent and comfortable."
Chen Hansheng also didn't force her. Some of the older people couldn't sit in a car, and they liked to sit in a bus.
"Where is Shen Youchu?"
Liang Meijuan asked happily again.
"She is reviewing her homework at the side."
Chen Hansheng passed the phone over to Liang Meijuan, "This is my mom, you can talk to her for a while."
Shen Youchu got a big fright and took over the phone in a fluster.
Liang Meijuan and Shen Youchu's conversation had always been like this, Liang Meijuan would ask questions on the other side, and Shen Youchu would answer in a low voice, and from time to time, she would even stutter.
In the end, Empress Dowager Liang could only helplessly say to Chen Hansheng, "Little Yu 'er is really good at talking, she can talk to me for half an hour without repeating herself. This baby is really too naive, after half a minute, she can only pant."
Chen Hansheng smiled, and lightly stroked Shen Youchu's back, comforting her that her eyes had already turned red.
"She will be fine after meeting and getting along with you for a few days. Shen Youchu is too nervous, she actually respects you very much."
"Of course I can feel it, otherwise, why would I like her so much?"
Liang Meijuan muttered and hung up the phone.
Chen Hansheng played with his phone, and his heart felt heavy.
Empress Dowager Liang came over, and looking at his life from the perspective of his "biological mother", Chen Hansheng always felt uneasy.
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