In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 624 The Yu Family's Branch in Mulun River
Back then, my aunt was just like him. Because her family was too poor, my grandmother thought of sending the little girl to find her older sister.

At that time, his aunt's family was a military family, so having an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks wouldn't have made a difference. However, he always heard his aunt say that his uncle loved to drink and had a bad temper, being particularly straightforward and explosive.

They would scold her at the drop of a hat, saying that she had a beautiful appearance but couldn't read a single word.

Because of this, when my aunt was young, she borrowed books from the neighbor's girl to study. Although she herself did not have a formal education, she was indeed able to read and write, which led to her being arranged by her uncle to work as a temporary worker in a factory.

She remained at the factory until her marriage, though by then her status had changed from temporary worker to deputy factory director.

After that, once things settled down on my aunt's side, my third uncle also came from the countryside to work. However, he wasn't good at reading and writing, so my eldest aunt introduced him to a welding factory as an apprentice.

He was later fired for a serious fight with his superiors, but eventually settled down in Mulun Town and never returned to his hometown.

Yu Dabing is the son of the third uncle. Like his third uncle, he was a poor student, and his studies were completely ineffective. In the end, he only became a technician in the factory.

However, Da Bing has a clear understanding of life and has no intention of doing anything great in his life, because he has known since he was a child that he has no great skills and that it would be good enough if he could just make a living.

So of Yu Dawei's four cousins, Dabing really lived the most carefree life, drinking and eating meat as he pleased, without missing a beat.

"Dabing is much better than before. He got married a few years ago, and his wife is very good at taking care of the family. They even had a son. Now Dabing's focus is all on his wife and child at home. It's just that his drinking... sigh, he really needs to change that." The old aunt took an orange from the fruit plate and peeled it as she spoke.

Finally, she split the peeled orange in half, giving one half to her eldest nephew and the other half to Xiao Muyu next to her.

"How's the investigation into Er Yan going? Is there any way to resolve the issue with that property?" The old aunt turned her head and looked at Yu Dawei with great concern.

Actually, the aunt felt a little guilty. Her two children had asked her to help them check things out because they were worried something might happen. But she was fooled by the real estate developer. She never expected these people to be so cunning.

Now she gets annoyed whenever the topic of buying a house comes up, and she even scoffs at her husband's efforts to help real estate developers sell their unsold villas. In short, she looks down on all kinds of real estate developers and is extremely annoyed by them.

“Auntie, don’t worry, I’ve already got Zhao Bin’s address. I’ll go and wait for him at the door first thing tomorrow morning. If I run into him, we should be able to find a solution.” Yu Dawei’s words were not just meant to comfort his aunt.

He did have some ideas in his mind. First of all, if Zhao Bin saw him, even if they disregarded their past friendship, he should still provide a solution if he came to him normally.

He also heard from Huang Linlin that Haiyue Real Estate not only has one property in Mulunhe, but also another property in the Olympic area of ​​the mountains.

Moreover, it was only built a few years ago, so there's no need to even think about the occupancy rate; it's impossible for such a remote place to be fully occupied.

So Yu Dawei thought that if it didn't work out, he could ask Yu Yan and the others to move to a different apartment in a different neighborhood, something that would be about one square meter, or even smaller, as long as the money they paid for the apartment wouldn't go down the drain.

He had heard from his aunt that the young couple had contributed the money together, and that in addition, his mother-in-law, Er Yan, had given an extra 50,000 yuan.

For an elderly woman who has lost her husband, this is definitely a huge sum of money that she has saved for countless years.

Of course, if possible, Yu Dawei still hopes that the project can be completed, so that the money that the locals spent on buying houses will not go to waste, after all, they are all fellow villagers.

The Mulun River used to be much smaller than it is now, but it was still about the size of a medium to large village. People knew each other if they asked around.

Yu Dawei felt that he should definitely help if he could, but he needed to see exactly what the situation was on Zhao Bin's side before he could come up with a solution.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Yu Dawei drove alone from downstairs to his aunt's apartment complex and headed straight for a residential area in the mountains.

Following the address given by Huang Linlin, Yu Dawei arrived at a residential building in a mountainous area and went straight to the third floor to knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was no response from inside the house; it was so quiet it felt like no one was there.

Yu Dawei knocked twice more, but still no one responded. He began to frown and carefully observe the situation outside the blue-green iron gate.

There was hardly any dust on the door, and the floor was spotless, indicating that this place must be frequently used. Most importantly, in the corner by the door against the wall, there was a bag of trash containing beer bottles, gnawed chicken bones, and empty instant noodle bags.

"Thump, thump, thump!" When Yu Dawei saw this, he used even more force than before, making the whole building seem like it was about to experience an earthquake.

He kept shouting, "Zhao Bin! You fucking open the door right now! I'm your class monitor, Yu Dawei! If you dare not open the door, believe me, I'll kick it down!"

Yu Dawei has always been very forceful and domineering in dealing with Zhao Bin, mainly because this bastard was so hated back in school. He was a traitor, and a traitor who always wanted to betray his classmates. How could Yu Dawei and his friends give him a good face?

Yu Dawei waited a while longer, and seeing that the other party didn't open the door, he raised his foot, just about to see if he could kick the old, dilapidated door to pieces, when a door inside suddenly opened with a "creak".

Then a short man with a sallow complexion and thin build, wearing gray thermal underwear, stood inside the iron gate.

The man had a full beard and stared intently at Yu Dawei, his eyes filled with a mixture of despair, fear, and astonishment.

He never imagined that one day, the class monitor he once hated the most would come looking for him!

The key thing is that he found it so accurately! How did he know the location of his old house? I don't remember telling him when we were in school.

"What are you looking at? Open the door!" Yu Dawei was furious when he saw Zhao Bin acting so nonchalantly, still looking as cowardly as he did back then.

Over the years, Yu Dawei has developed excellent self-control; at least he wouldn't start a fight with someone the moment they meet.

But when facing Zhao Bin, a primal instinct from years ago surfaced, and he couldn't resist the urge to touch him.

"Squeak-"

Zhao Bin adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, turned the round handle on the gate, and gently pushed the gate open, leaving Yu Dawei a space to stand alone.

He didn't want to open the door or pay any attention to Yu Dawei, but he knew this bastard's personality all too well—a complete brute! He'd be a mad dog if he had a chain around his neck!
He used to boast about being an invincible general in school, what a shameless jerk! If it weren't for Ai Yongqiang and Meng Kai acting as his strategists, would he really think he was so great? He would have been tormented by the other students in the school long ago. "What are you doing here?" After seeing the other person enter, Zhao Bin casually closed both the inner and outer doors again, then turned around and gave Yu Dawei a somewhat disgusted look.

"You live here?" Yu Dawei didn't answer the other person, but instead looked around the house.

He noticed when he arrived that this was an old residential area from more than ten years ago, and it was still the staff housing for miners.

It's a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment, but the area is only about fifty or sixty square meters. The apartment has a sofa and a TV, but they all look like they're a few years old.

However, Yu Dawei could tell from the details that the furniture in the house was all made of good solid wood, and the dining table, chairs, and sofa were all leather.

It's just that it's been around for a long time and looks dilapidated, but the main problem is that the house is small.

"I heard you've become a big real estate tycoon? Didn't you get yourself a villa?" Yu Dawei looked around the house without any ceremony, walked straight to the sofa and sat down, then turned his head and looked at Zhao Bin with a smile.

"Yes, but I don't want to go." Zhao Bin felt helpless seeing Yu Dawei still being so familiar with him, but he couldn't just kick him out now, especially since it had been more than ten years since they last met.

He sat down on the single sofa next to him, picked up a Zhonghua cigarette from the coffee table, lit one for himself, and casually asked Yu Dawei, "Want one?"

“I don’t smoke, and I advise you to smoke less too. Even if the sky falls, smoking won’t solve anything,” Yu Dawei said, leaning back on the sofa.

Zhao Bin was taken aback at first, then stared at Yu Dawei for several seconds before lighting his cigarette with a self-deprecating expression: "So you came all this way just to laugh at me?"

“No.” Yu Dawei shook his head very seriously and looked at the other person as well. “I came here because my sister bought one of your houses.”

"Heh, debt collectors, huh?" Zhao Bin's self-deprecating expression deepened. He leaned back on the sofa, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and then exhaled a large smoke ring, remaining silent for a long time.

Yu Dawei wasn't in a hurry; he just sat on the sofa and waited for him.

"A few years ago, I entered this industry through a woman who was in the real estate business. At first, things were pretty good. I partnered with a few people to build a small property in Hohhot and made a lot of money. Then I went back to my hometown and built an even bigger one, and this time the profits were even better."

“But when I became the legal representative and general manager of the real estate company, everything changed…” Zhao Bin turned to Yu Dawei with a wry smile. “They were afraid that there were too many developers here and that the newly built houses would not sell, so they all withdrew their shares and ran away with the money. Before leaving, they did not forget to throw some mud at me, as if they were afraid that I could make a comeback and make them jealous.”

“Now that the property down the mountain has been seized, the cash flow has also been cut off, and I’m still being resented by someone in Hohhot.” ​​Zhao Bin finished his cigarette in a few puffs, stubbed it out hard on the ashtray, and then looked up with an air of utter indifference. “I’m not afraid to tell you, firstly, I have no money right now, and secondly, I can’t give you the house.”

When Zhao Bin said those words, he already knew he was going to get a severe beating from Yu Dawei. But it didn't matter; he'd given him a good beating before.

To Zhao Bin's surprise, Yu Dawei didn't beat him up when he got up. Instead, he calmly picked up an empty cup from the coffee table and poured himself a cup of water from the thermos.

Then he sat on the sofa and started drinking by himself.

"I really have no money left. All my money went into building the house, and I can't even pay the interest on the bank loan." Zhao Bin had never seen Yu Dawei so calm before; this demeanor was even more terrifying than when he was enraged.

He couldn't help but soften his tone and explained to Yu Dawei again: "My parents were driven away by me, and my wife and children divorced me. It's true, I'm not lying to you."

Yu Dawei remained silent, lost in thought as he continued drinking his hot water.

"No, say something!" Zhao Bin stared at Yu Dawei, whose face was ashen, his heart uneasy.

"Fine, fine! Lazybones, I give up." Zhao Bin completely lost his temper, got up and went into the bedroom, then took out a key and threw it to Yu Dawei, "I have a house of my own in the Olympic area, 137 square meters, enough to compensate your sister's family."

The largest apartment he built at the foot of the mountain is only 93 square meters. Giving his three-bedroom apartment to Yu Dawei's sister is definitely a generous gesture.

"That's quite a sincere offer, isn't it?" Yu Dawei tossed the key in his hand, then placed it on the coffee table and stood up to leave.

"What do you mean, Yu Dawei? You absolutely have to give me money, right? Let me tell you, don't push your luck! If it weren't for our high school friendship, I wouldn't give you a single cent!" Zhao Bin was instantly enraged when he saw Yu Dawei leave without looking back!

"Even if you go to your uncle, it won't help! I'm not asking for money, I'd rather die!"

At this moment, Zhao Bin felt like a drowning dog that everyone would kick. His former friends, relatives, classmates... no one was willing to look at him properly, not even the class monitor he used to hate the most and who caused the most trouble in the class!

"Yu Dawei! You're such a bully!!!" Zhao Bin stood up, tears welling in his eyes, roaring angrily as he vented all his resentment and grievances.

Wouldn't he like to casually pull out two or three hundred thousand yuan and throw it in the face of the person he hates most? To show him just how rich and powerful he really is!
But he didn't have any; he really didn't have a single penny left.

He was a native of the area. Would he want to see his former fellow villagers blocking his door demanding repayment of debts? Would he want his parents to be so ashamed that they would leave Mulunhe in disgrace?

When we built the house, we just wanted to create a better living environment for our fellow villagers.

The heating system keeps the house warm in winter and never leaks.

The roof is always waterproof; no matter how heavy the rain or how strong the wind, it can't be breached.

What did he do wrong? What did he do wrong?!

"Waaaaah... Ah!!!" Zhao Bin knelt on the ground, crying and looking cowardly, just like when he was bullied by his classmates in school.

"Tap tap tap—" Yu Dawei returned to the house.

Zhao Bin raised his head, looking at him with a pained yet bewildered expression.

"Leave your phone number."

(End of this chapter)