"How many sets do you plan to buy?" The person in charge thought he heard wrongly.
"How many sets can one person buy?" Mengyu asked.
The person in charge thought for a while and said: "There is currently no restriction on this." It seems that there will be restrictions next time.
"Well, can I have a hundred sets?" Mengyu asked tentatively.
"What?" The person in charge didn't know what to say. There were only more than 500 sets together. How could he ask for 100 sets?
Seeing his expression, Mengyu knew that her mouth was wide open.
"Well then, I'll buy fifty sets."
"..."
"Not even fifty sets? Thirty sets?"
"..."
"Not even thirty sets, just twenty sets and at least ten sets!"
The person in charge burst into tears. He didn't even say that he was not allowed to buy it, it was all her fault.
However, the houses are indeed gone, and there are only ten units left.
"Okay, do you want the full payment or a loan?"
"Well, don't you need to choose a room?"
"There is no choice. There are only ten sets left."
Mengyu couldn't help but feel lucky that she arrived in time.
"Okay then, I'll pay in full."
"Pay in Hong Kong dollars or rm dollars?"
"rm coins."
"Okay, let me give you a round number, five hundred thousand rm coins."
Finally, Mengyu chose a house, paid the payment, and obtained the procedures. Of course, what she wanted was the identity of Xiangjiang.
The house would not be completed until 1984, so Mengyu flew back to Kyoto directly.
500,000, and bought ten houses. In later generations, each of these ten houses will be worth 25.6 million.
Therefore, even if she bought it and left it there, it would lose value on its own.
Of course, when the time comes, she will simply decorate it and rent it out.
After returning to Beijing, Mengyu returned to the courtyard of Yang'an Hutong. Naturally, those rooms were all messed up by Ma Dapan's family. Naturally, she would not live in them. This night, she lived in the space.
Early the next morning, just after dawn, Ma Daman came with his people.
Ma Dapan raised her fist and was about to smash the door, then she remembered the last time the fist rebounded and hit her eye. She raised her voice and shouted: "Xiao Xiaojiang, the door is open, we are moving!"
Mengyu's consciousness swept out and saw Ma Dapan bringing a man of similar age to her and two children standing at the door.
Further around the corner, there stood a tall man. This man was none other than Martha Pan's gangster brother, Martha. Behind him, naturally, stood a group of gangsters.
However, at this time, Martha was standing behind a man who was much shorter than him.
However, when Mengyu looked at Dana again, she was a little surprised.
Madana used to practice martial arts by forcing out the potential, that is, turning the wick of the human body very brightly. He only burned the oil for half a day or even less than others burned in a day.
Although the lamp usually seems very bright, brighter than others, when the oil is exhausted, the lamp also goes out.
Therefore, when Mengyu saw him last year, he was only thirty-five or sixty-six years old, but he had already used the oil of more than fifty years old. If he didn't replenish the oil, he would not live past the age of forty.
But at this time, not only did he not consume any more gas, he actually made up for two years of gas!
If Mengyu met him last year, his biological age at accelerated consumption was fifty-one, then the normal age now should be fifty-two, and according to Madana's consumption, he should be fifty-three.