Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Gao Hu was hugging a celebrity he had just hooked up with and exercising. At the critical moment, he was suddenly shocked by the urgent ringtone of his phone.

"艹!"

He was furious. He grabbed his phone and saw that it was a call from one of his subordinates.

After the call connected, he immediately scolded, "Calling in the middle of the night? Are you f*cking looking for death?"

There was a pause on the other end, and then an anxious voice came from the other end. "Boss, there's a large group of people outside…"

Gao Hu was shocked and his expression turned serious. "Who is it? Is it Shunyi or Zhongyi Hall?"

Due to Gao Junming's sudden death some time ago, the other two major forces in Yang Cheng, Shunyi Hall and Zhongyi Hall, were a little dishonest. They had already had a few small-scale conflicts with the Chaoxin Gang.

Could it be that these two families had attacked in the middle of the night?

Did they have such guts?

"Neither, it's... it's a group of people from the real estate industry. They said they want to talk to you about some business matters," the subordinate hurriedly explained.

"F*ck, can't you f*cking finish your sentence in one go? You scared me." Gao Hu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that it wasn't his enemy.

However, he immediately became curious. Why would someone from the real estate industry come looking for him in the middle of the night?

During this period of time, he had been trying to enter the real estate industry for the sake of the transformation of the Chaoxin Gang. He had gone to many real estate companies and wanted to work with them.

However, when these people saw that it was him, they were all polite on the surface, but in the end, they politely declined.

After all, they did not want to have too much to do with an organization like the Chaoxin Gang.

Today, this group of people actually came uninvited?

"Take them to the living room first. I'll be right there."

Gao Junming hung up the phone, hurriedly put on his clothes, and walked out quickly.

The house he was living in now was one of Gao Junming's former villas. Now that Gao Junming was gone, everything naturally belonged to him.

When he arrived at the living room, he saw at least a dozen of Yang Cheng real estate tycoons sitting inside. Including their assistants and bodyguards, there were at least fifty to sixty people in total. The living room was packed.

Gao Hu was shocked. He thought that there would only be a few people, but he did not expect so many.

Many of them had rejected him before.

What urgent matter did these people have to look for him for?

"Good evening, everyone." Although he couldn't figure it out, he still walked in quickly and greeted everyone.

The dozen or so big shots in the real estate industry stood up one after another and returned the greeting politely. "Hello, Mr. Gao."

Gao Hu could clearly feel that these people's attitudes toward him had changed significantly.

Previously, when he went to look for this group of people to discuss cooperation, although they were all polite, it was obvious that they had the intention of prevaricating.

But now, they were all very respectful and even had the intention of currying favor. This made him even more puzzled.

"I wonder why everyone is looking for me so late at night?" He asked everyone to sit down and then gestured for his subordinates to serve tea for everyone before asking.

Everyone looked at each other. One of the most respected elders stood out. "It's already so late. Let's not beat around the bush. We heard that Mr. Gao has bought many houses in Bamboo Island Village?"

Gao Hu was stunned. He didn't know why they were asking this. "Yes, is there a problem?"

The old man coughed dryly. "I wonder if Mr. Gao is willing to sell these houses? I'm willing to buy it at 500,000 yuan per set."

After saying that, he even revealed a look of shame on his face, as if he felt that this price was a little insulting.

"How much?" Gao Hu shouted loudly. "500,000?"

The old man thought that he did not agree. He hurriedly added, "If you think it's too little, we can still negotiate the price. 600,000 is not impossible…"

Before he could finish, the others immediately exploded.

"Boss Qin, you're too stingy. Every inch of land in Bamboo Island Village is worth an inch of gold now, and you're only offering 600,000? I'll pay 700,000."

"There's a new subway station that's about to be built. Its future potential is limitless. You want to buy it for 700,000 yuan? I bid 800,000!"

"I'm willing to pay 900,000 for one set. I'll take as many as you have."

"I'll pay 1 million…"

These usually elegant real estate industry big shots were like aunties in the market at this moment. Their eyes were red from fighting.

Gao Hu couldn't sit still anymore. He looked at everyone in a daze. "Stop arguing. What exactly happened?"

He didn't have the habit of watching the news, so he didn't know about the Transportation Department's plans.

He was a little puzzled when he saw these people arguing over the dilapidated farmer's houses that he had just bought.

This time, it was everyone's turn to be puzzled. "Haven't you received any news?"

Gao Hu scratched his head. "What news?"

When everyone heard this, they almost fell to the ground.

The old man finally calmed down. "If you didn't get the news, why did you buy houses in Bamboo Island Village on a large scale?"

Gao Hu smiled embarrassedly. "I saw Mr. Ye collecting them at that time and happened to help him do a small thing. Mr. Ye instructed me and asked me to collect them together."

"It doesn't cost much anyway, so I followed along to join in the fun…"

When everyone heard this explanation, they were both envious and shocked.

They were envious that this guy could hug Mr. Ye's thigh. It was no different from hugging a god of wealth.

What shocked them was Ye Feng's terrifying strength. He could give such a huge fortune to others with just a few words of advice.

One had to know that Gao Hu was based on 100,000 yuan… No, he bought more than forty sets at the price of 90,000 yuan each.

Now, the price had risen to more than 1 million yuan. In one night, it had increased by more than ten times.

This was simply comparable to turning stone into gold.

They were filled with envy and jealousy in their hearts. Why couldn't they cling onto Mr. Ye's thigh?