Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow: "Oh, so what does your dad mean?"

Wang Congcong shook her head: "My dad isn't stupid. He told Lao Xu that he lost face in front of you..."

"Your dad was quite modest in declining Old Xu's offer..."

Wang Congcong naturally chimed in, "Brother Cheng, please let me go. You have no idea, my dad used to think I wasn't as good as Xu Zhi, but things are different now. He even praised me, okay? He praised me for being sensible and not causing trouble, otherwise our Wang family would be trembling with fear right now..."

To be honest, even though he knew Daheng's fate, Jiang Cheng still felt a pang of emotion when he first met Boss Xu.

He is a man who can bend and stretch, truly a man capable of great things.

If it weren't for Xu Zhi, he and Xu Jiayin might have been able to live in peace.

After all, the fate of the Xu family was already sealed, and Jiang Cheng had no need to push for it.

Unfortunately, Xu Zhi himself went headlong into it, and now he's ended up in jail even before his father.

Qin Fen, who was standing to the side, seemed to know what Wang Congcong was talking about, and leaned closer.

Jiang Cheng smiled upon seeing this, then immediately thought of An Jingsheng's words.

Chengdu is their territory, that's true, but the Wang family and Shen An's family are also in the real estate business.

After all, Kyoto also has its own influence.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Cheng's lips curled up into a smile.

Doesn't this mean I can profit from both ends?

The Chengdu area will be handled by An Jingsheng, while the Kyoto area will be managed by the combined forces of the Wang and Shen families.

Jiang Cheng waved to Wang Zheng and Shen An.

Seeing Jiang Cheng beckoning to them, the two immediately came over.

Jiang Cheng spoke up: "Brothers, anyone interested in earning some pocket money?"

Upon hearing this, the four characters' eyes lit up instantly, and they nodded in perfect unison.

"interested in!"

"I'm definitely interested!"

"You have to be interested!"

Compared to the three of them, Shen An was clearly more excited.

Because these three people had obviously joined Jiang Cheng's circle earlier than him.

"Hey, Cheng-ge, you have no idea, I just crashed a supercar a few days ago. I just made over a hundred million under your guidance, and then spent tens of millions more. I desperately need some pocket money..."

Jiang Cheng looked at Shen An and tentatively asked, "You know about Xu Zhi, right? What do you think about Xu Zhi?"

As a street hustler in Kyoto, how could he not know Xu Zhi?

Upon hearing this, Shen An leaned forward slightly, his tone respectful and sincere, without the slightest arrogance: "Brother Cheng, to be honest, our Shen family and the Xu family have had some past grievances, not major ones, but they have created a grudge."

Shen An's words clearly indicated that he was directly siding with Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow and casually asked, "Oh? Is it about Wang's land in Fengtai?"

"So Brother Cheng knows about this?" Shen An was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "It's that piece of land. Our family has been in the real estate business in Beijing for almost thirty years, from the early renovation of old hutongs in the Second Ring Road to the high-end projects and shopping malls in Haidian and Chaoyang. We've always been very knowledgeable about the rules before we've even touched any lucrative projects. The Xu family, on the other hand, dares to grab land in Fengtai just because they have some capital, and they even play the game of dual contracts. They've just gotten too cocky."

Seeing Shen An say this, Wang Congcong chimed in: "Your grandfather is a veteran in Beijing's real estate circle. He owns the property rights to several office buildings in Chaoyang CBD, as well as two commercial complexes similar to Tianjie. He just acquired a new plot of land in Tongzhou to develop a low-density development. In terms of local foundation, he is much stronger than those outside real estate companies."

Shen An smiled and didn't deny it, but just raised his chin at Jiang Cheng: "Brother Cheng, you know that the real estate business has been tough these past few years. Our family stopped blindly expanding a long time ago and focuses on high-end residential properties and self-owned commercial properties. The occupancy rate has been consistently above 95% for many years, and our cash flow is much more stable than those real estate companies that have gone bankrupt. As for Daheng, my father told us to stay away from them a long time ago, saying that he would stumble sooner or later."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's smile deepened.

The Shen family and the Wang family, one holding commercial and residential resources in the core business district of Kyoto, a seasoned local player, and the other backed by political and business resources, with a presence in major areas surrounding Beijing, aren't they exactly the Kyoto real estate springboard he wanted?

"Both you and Brother Wang's family are deeply involved in the real estate and related industries, and you are well-informed. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe the Xu family's current situation as 'beset by internal and external troubles and on the verge of collapse,' would it?"

Wang Congcong nodded: "The cash flow is about to dry up, and Xu Zhi is in jail again. Everyone's kicking him while he's down."

Qin Fen chimed in, "The business is too big, the debt is too high, everyone's afraid of being dragged down, right?"

Wang Zheng nodded: "Although my family isn't in this field, I've heard a lot about them recently."

Seeing this, Shen An moved closer and said, "Brother Cheng, do you have something on your mind? This is a dangerous place to get involved."

Jiang Cheng chuckled softly.

He was mimicking what An Shengyu had said to him.

"It's easier to fish in muddy waters. Jumping in and taking over the whole mess? That's foolish. But taking advantage of the muddy waters to scoop out the good stuff that's still glittering, and getting out quickly, is a different story."

He paused, observing the three men's reactions, and only continued when he saw their eyes light up:

"In the long run, the Xu family's assets are poison; whoever takes them will die. But in the short term, some of them are hard currency. For example, the land they hoarded in prime locations in first- and second-tier cities, with very low floor prices; and their high-quality properties and commercial projects with stable cash flow. These are things that can be separated and sold separately."

Wang Congcong, quick-witted, said, "Brother Cheng, you mean... we won't touch the Xu family as a whole, but only pick the fattest pieces?"

“That’s right,” Jiang Cheng affirmed. “Moreover, we don’t need to invest too much of our own money. What the Xu family needs most right now is cash flow to cope with the crisis and debt. We can use debt settlement, debt acquisition, or by joining forces with other strategic investors to lower the price, to acquire these high-quality assets at a lower cost. Then, we can either quickly sell them to other real estate companies that urgently need to replenish their reserves, or hold and operate them for a short period of time until their value recovers and then cash out immediately. The cycle will be controlled within six months, and we will absolutely not linger.”

Shen An was somewhat excited, but also cautiously asked, "Brother Cheng, is this risky...?"

Jiang Cheng smiled, his tone carrying a convincing certainty:

"There are definitely risks, but they are manageable. I don't think this is something you can decide alone, so I won't say more. Go back and discuss it with your families. As I said before, be cautious with investments and don't force anything."

Upon hearing this, everyone indicated that they understood.

Soon, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jiang Cheng didn't do anything like spraying wine all over himself.

After getting into the Rolls-Royce with Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan seemed to be a little drunk.

However, Jiang Cheng couldn't tell whether he was truly drunk or faking it.

Because he remembered that she hadn't drunk much.

But as the saying goes, if a girl is willing, one cup will get her drunk; if she's not, a thousand cups won't stop her...

I saw her leaning limply against the leather seat, her breath carrying a faint sweet scent of alcohol mixed with perfume.

Jiang Cheng reached out and considerately raised the car's partition.

Are you drunk?

"I'm...not really drunk." Her voice was softer and sweeter than usual, like it was soaked in honey. "Just a little dizzy..."

"Is that so? Then can I lean on your shoulder for a bit?"

Fang Yuan did not reply after she finished speaking.

But a few seconds later, she moved closer to Jiang Cheng from the car window.

Jiang Cheng could feel the warmth and softness of her body transmitted through the thin fabric, as well as her faint, unique fragrance.

She seemed genuinely tired; her long eyelashes trembled gently, slowly falling down and casting a small shadow under her eyelids.

But her arm, as if in a dependent manner, gently wrapped around Jiang Cheng's arm.