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Yun Tinglan knew Yun Changshan's heart knot, but she didn't point it out, and said to Ms. Qi:

"Why are you in such a hurry? My dad will be old in a few years and will have to retire. If your store is short of people, just hire someone. Young people learn things quickly. You won't have to worry about my dad being clumsy and not working well."

"That's right. Your father has never been able to do housework properly for decades. Ever since I came to Beijing, he has been eating with your grandparents. He only knows how to cook noodles and porridge."

Ms. Qi checked her phone and prepared to go back as it was getting late. She took a few steps and turned back. "Your second brother called me to borrow money. He asked for 30,000 yuan. He said he liked a piece of land and needed 30,000 yuan. Do you think it's possible?"

"Where is he? South City?"

Seeing Ms. Qi nod, Yun Tinglan calculated the time. In 88, the South City had just established the Jingji Special Liquor. As the largest special liquor, F Real Estate expanded rapidly.

How crazy is it? I heard that a building project has changed hands more than a dozen times before it was even built and is still just a design drawing.

I just signed the contract to buy the first floor and can sell it on the sixth floor.

In just two years, the price of houses rose to 7500 yuan. With the previous experience of the real estate bubble in Japan as a lesson, the Y Bank cut off the source of funds and drastically reduced its investment, and the real estate bubble in Nanshi burst instantly.

Overnight, the price of houses fell by 85%, 95% of D-type companies went bankrupt, and appendix buildings were everywhere.

Yun Tinglan remembered it very clearly. The report said that when the music bank went to recover the mortgaged assets, the speculators actually said that they could only see the land after the tide went out.

This shows how crazy it was at that time.

Yun Tinglan said, "Tequ has just been established there, the potential is there, but don't be greedy, you must withdraw from Fang Real Estate within two years."

Ms. Qi figured it out, and called Yunhu as soon as she got out of the house, "I can give you the money, but you have to give it back to me within two years. If you can, I'll transfer the money to you immediately. If not, forget it."

Yunhu was so anxious that he felt like vomiting after drinking with that group of old men. He finally took a breath and looked for a place to eat something to fill his stomach, but the wine table was not a place to eat.

His head was still buzzing, so he didn't care what the old lady said. He just agreed without hesitation: "Don't worry, I will pay you double when the time comes."

"Come on, I don't need your money..." She was yelling when she stopped.

Call again and turn off the phone.

Ms. Qi was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, but she finally transferred the money.

Yunhu was holding a cell phone that had run out of battery and automatically shut down. He had no time to charge it, so he stuffed the biscuit into his mouth in a few bites and headed straight for Yinxing.

Time is money. If we delay any longer, those bastards might go back on their word and raise the price.

Let me scold you if I want. I’m used to it anyway. It won’t hurt me.

"Mom, what are you looking at those people doing? They are just…"

While waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, Xixi leaned against the car window and looked outside to see the excitement. "Are all those people depositing money or withdrawing money?"

The line was so long that it reached the side of the road. After turning several corners, the old men and women who were waiting in line on small stools squeezed onto the curb. When they heard Xixi's words, they laughed and said:

"Withdraw money. Prices will rise across the board on September 1st. Take out money to buy things. Hurry up. It's too late. You won't be able to withdraw money because you don't have money in the bank."

"Then what are we buying?" Xixi stuck her head out and asked curiously.

"You can buy anything. Things can still maintain their value. How much can money still be worth? Everyone is going crazy trying to grab things. They grab whatever they can see. We old men can only stand here and collect the money."

"Dad, hurry up, drive quickly, let's go home and get the passbook. Mom and I will withdraw the money, and you go grab the things. Call Uncle Six with you. He is tall and strong."

Look how worried he is.

Yun Tinglan patted her head and said, "Go home and do your homework quietly. There will be a parents' meeting today. Your Chinese teacher said that you were perfunctory in practicing calligraphy. Go home and write two big characters and ask your dad to accompany you."

He talked to Song Jinhan about the price of goods again, "In 49, it was private speculation, and now it's rampant corruption. They've made the prices change every day, and they're rising too fast."

Song Jinhan glanced at the rearview mirror:

"The current dual-track economy, with planned economy and market economy running in parallel, is a good intention. It is to encourage enterprises and factories to continue production and sell at market prices after completing their planned production targets, thereby improving corporate efficiency and meeting market demand.

Who would have thought that it would provide soil for those crown roads and encourage the trend of speculation. PI package companies emerged one after another, just booking a room in a hotel, installing a phone, and each phone call was a business order.

The batch of JIAN was turned over and over by them, and the goods have not even left the warehouse, but the price has increased several times. The price of W will increase as the raw materials increase. But it won’t last long.”

When we arrived at the door of the house, Grandma Shen was directing Sister Fang to move things into the yard.

Sister Fang is the nanny introduced by Sister Nan. She has a clean background and is a member of their agency. Sister Nan brought her here before she left.

The hidden danger of that organization has been eliminated. I dare not say that there are no remaining troubles, but at least I don’t need Sister Nan’s personal protection in the country.

No details were given, but Qin Fang and her daughter from the medical school suddenly disappeared.

How did Yun Tinglan know?

Yun Duoer helped carry the newly picked corn cobs from the Yun family's grandparents, and told her in person, with a rather disdainful tone, of course, towards Qin Fang. She herself thought that it was because she went to school to make trouble and ruin Qin Fang's reputation, and the mother and daughter left on their own.

Yun Tinglan couldn't understand Yun Duoer's complacency. She didn't understand what the point of such internal friction was.

However, the disappearance of Qin Fang and her daughter definitely had nothing to do with Yun Duo'er. It must be that the higher-ups had found something. She and Song Jinhan didn't investigate further. People should know their own position and do what they are supposed to do.

The world will continue to turn without them; it does not necessarily require them.

Yun Tinglan took a quick look and saw a lot of pots and pans on the floor, towels, autumn clothes, autumn trousers, and blankets were all packed in boxes. She couldn't help but smack her lips and said, "Are you planning to move the store back?"

"It would be a relief if you really moved back. You guys came back just in time. Hurry up and drive the car back to store the meat in the ice cellar. I heard that the price of meat has increased the most."

Okay, at worst we can make it into bacon or smoked meat.

When Song Jinhan came back, there were several boxes of soap and laundry detergent piled in the trunk. These would be used sooner or later.

She also saw a box of steel wool. We use loofah to wash pots at home. Why do you think they bought a box of steel wool?

Grandpa Shen pounded his legs, his expression indescribable: "Your grandmother lined up, I followed her to the end, there were either pots or steel wool, there was no shortage of pots at home, your grandpa..."

This is Grandpa Qi. "We sent a set of pots and pans, dozens of them, and a lot of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar piled up in the kitchen. We don't need these steel wool balls, but can the restaurant use them?"

He had been waiting in line for over an hour, and now that he was there, he felt that he would be missing out if he didn't buy. Although he also thought the idea was ridiculous, he followed suit unconsciously.

Thinking about it now, it feels like crazy.