My son is a reincarnated soul; I overheard his inner thoughts and became the richest man.

Inside the real estate agency.

The person who received Chen Feng was a young woman named Zhou Min.

It was cold outside, but the heating inside was burning very brightly.

Zhou Min took off her bulky down jacket, revealing a white turtleneck sweater underneath.

With each breath, the white sweater fabric stretched to its thinnest point.

She wore a pair of fleece-lined black leggings that tightly hugged her full, rounded thighs and pert buttocks, and on her feet were a pair of over-the-knee leather boots.

"Mr. Chen, are you looking to view a property? Is it for investment or for your own residence?"

Zhou Min poured Chen Feng a glass of hot water.

Chen Feng took the water, his gaze lingering on her for two seconds before he slowly spoke: "Investment. Give me six apartments within the Second Ring Road. Also, I want a courtyard house, the detached kind."

"A... courtyard house?"

Zhou Min was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up.

This is a big client!

"Mr. Chen, ordinary residential properties are easy to find; we have plenty of properties available around the second and third ring roads."

"But the courtyard house..."

Zhou Min looked troubled and unconsciously moved closer to Chen Feng. A pleasant scent of face cream wafted over. "Most of the courtyard houses nowadays are large, multi-family dwellings, with more than a dozen families living inside. The property rights are all over the place, and it's too difficult to vacate them cleanly."

"No matter how difficult it is, we will buy it." Chen Feng's tone was calm, but it revealed a confident air of wealth. "As long as the property rights are clear and it's a detached house, money is not a problem."

Seeing Chen Feng's determined gaze, Zhou Min gritted her teeth: "Fine! Since you're so capable, Brother Chen, I'll use all my connections to find someone for you!"

For the next week or so, Chen Feng rode in the real estate agent's Santana, following Zhou Min through the streets and alleys of the capital.

Persistence pays off, and they actually caught two big fish.

Two detached houses for sale because the owners are in a hurry to immigrate!

It's located right at the foot of the Forbidden City, in a superb location. Although the courtyard is somewhat dilapidated, this area is incredibly valuable.

The homeowner is an elderly professor whose son lives in the United States and he is eager to liquidate his assets in China.

Asking price: 260 million.

The other one is a bit further away, but still firmly within the Second Ring Road. It's relatively well-preserved and priced at 200 million.

Without saying a word, Chen Feng immediately approved it.

In addition to these two "treasures of the house," he also bought six ordinary residential properties within the Second Ring Road on Zhou Min's recommendation.

At that time, housing prices in Beijing were indeed lower than in Shanghai, with the price per square meter generally between 1800 and 3200 yuan.

On the day the contract was signed, Zhou Min was so excited that her hands were shaking.

She was hunched over the table organizing contracts when her tight sweater was pulled up by the large movements, revealing a section of her fair and soft waist.

Her buttocks were sticking out high, stretching her leggings to their limit and leaving a deep indentation in her flesh.

"Brother Chen, you are truly my benefactor." Zhou Min handed the contract to Chen Feng, her eyes watery, her body almost pressed against Chen Feng's arm, the soft touch exceptionally clear.

Chen Feng smiled and signed his name.

Because of the large amount of capital involved, and the need to keep working capital for the internet cafe, Chen Feng still chose to take out a loan.

Zhou Min handled all the paperwork; this girl was willing to run herself ragged for the sake of this huge commission.

Fortunately, before coming here, Chen Feng had drained the cash flow of the seven internet cafes, otherwise, he would have been in dire straits just to make the down payment on these nine houses.

The night he received the property certificate, Chen Feng lay on his hotel bed, staring at the ceiling, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Two courtyard houses and seven apartments within the second ring road.

Although his business is going smoothly now, and he has his son as a "cheat code" to guide him, doing business is always risky.

If the policy changes or something goes wrong in any link, you might end up losing everything.

But houses are different.

This is real hard currency.

If what his son said is true, future housing prices will skyrocket dozens of times, and these few houses are his last resort and his most solid trump card.

Especially those two courtyard houses.

Bought for 2.6 million, could it be sold for 300 to 500 million in the future?

That set that cost 2 million could be worth 100 or 200 million?

That's a hundredfold increase in value!

Is there any business in the world more profitable than this?

Chen Feng touched the property certificate under his pillow, and the sense of security he felt was indescribable.

......

Having secured nine apartments in Beijing, Chen Feng flew back to Shanghai with a light heart.

Although my pockets were empty after this trip, I felt at ease.

As soon as I landed, Lin Wan called.

She is extremely efficient and had already secured the company's office space a few days ago.

The location is in an old office building in Xuhui District. Although the exterior looks a bit dated, the interior decoration is ready. With a few simple office supplies and a sign that reads "Storm Network Technology Co., Ltd.", it can open for business immediately.

Chen Feng didn't go home; he took a taxi directly to the company.

Upon entering the office, only Old Wu, the accountant, was there, typing away on his abacus while looking at the ledgers. The old man still preferred to use the abacus to check the computer data.

"Mr. Chen, you're back!"

When Old Wu saw Chen Feng come in, he quickly got up to pour tea. "Manager Lin left for Hangzhou two days ago. He said he was going to inspect and select a site to pave the way for our next expansion."

"Yes, I know." Chen Feng took the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Where's Su Qing?"

"Assistant Su went out early this morning, saying he was going to conduct research at internet cafes."

Chen Feng nodded and put down his teacup: "Old Wu, if Su Qing comes back later, tell her to go buy a cell phone. We're a legitimate company now; it wouldn't look good if we couldn't contact her."

"Let her choose whatever she wants, within a budget of five thousand, and you can reimburse her for the invoices."

"Okay, Mr. Chen!" Old Wu agreed readily.

After leaving the company, Chen Feng visited several more branches.

Despite the increasingly fierce competition in Shanghai, "Storm" remains firmly in the top spot thanks to its luxurious environment and unique membership system.

Even at 3 PM, the computer usage rate was still around 70-80%, something other internet cafes wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Back at his spacious apartment on the Bund that evening, Chen Feng had just finished showering when his newly registered cell phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, this is Su Qing."

On the phone, Su Qing's voice carried an undisguised joy and gratitude, "Old Wu told me about this phone... thank you, Mr. Chen."

This is something worth several thousand yuan!

She had only been working for less than two weeks and hadn't even received her salary yet, but the boss already provided her with a cell phone.

This treatment made her feel that quitting her secure job at the state-owned enterprise was incredibly wise.

"It's just a mobile phone, for work convenience."

Chen Feng dried his hair and said casually, "Are you free now? Come over here and tell me about the research you've done over the past few days."

"Convenient! Of course, convenient!" Su Qing quickly agreed, "I'll be right there!"