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Over the years, the surrounding area has seen lukewarm development, and many people have laughed at his poor judgment.

But Shen Jianjun couldn't bear to sell it. He always felt that Shanghai couldn't just leave that old city area unattended forever.

As long as the planning is changed, Qingnian Road will definitely be transformed.

The vice president noticed his reluctance and forced a smile, saying, "President Shen, I know you've always been optimistic about that piece of land."

"But the group can't afford to wait any longer."

"The surrounding facilities along Qingnian Road are too outdated, and the development costs are too high, so ordinary buyers are unwilling to take over."

"If we were to list it normally, it might take months without any bids. We can only auction it off at a low price now."

Shen Jianjun's face darkened: "How many can you sell for?"

The vice president hesitated for a moment: "If we're lucky, around 500 million."

"Five hundred million?"

Shen Jianjun slammed his fist on the table. "I spent a billion yuan on that land back then!"

The vice president lowered his head, not daring to speak.

The office was so quiet it was almost stifling, and Shen Jianjun felt a tightness in his chest.

Land bought for 1 billion is now being sold for a paltry 500 million.

This isn't cutting flesh; it's scraping flesh off the bone.

If they don't sell, Jianjun Group won't be able to plug its current financial hole.

He closed his eyes, and the image of Shen Cong's pale face flashed through his mind, followed by the sound of Sun Mei's suppressed sobs when she called from Longdu.

1.3 billion is gone, 300 million is not enough.

He, the once-glorious chairman of Jianjun Group, was forced to sell land to save his life.

After a long silence, Shen Jianjun's voice was hoarse: "Issue an announcement."

The vice president's heart skipped a beat: "President Shen, are you really selling?"

Shen Jianjun, as if all his strength had been drained, said: "Sell."

"Land plot on Qingnian Road, starting bid 200 million."

"Minimum bid increase of five million."

"Participants in the auction must have a net worth or proof of assets of no less than two billion."

The vice president hesitated: "Isn't a starting bid of 200 million too low?"

Shen Jianjun gave a wry smile: "If the price goes up now, no one will come in. We need to attract people first."

"As long as there are competitors, and we can eventually reach 500 million, the group can hold on for a longer period of time."

The vice president nodded: "I'll arrange it right away."

That same afternoon, news of Jianjun Group selling its land plot on Qingnian Road spread throughout Shanghai's business districts.

Starting bid at 200 million, minimum increment of 5 million, entry threshold of 2 billion.

The news caused an uproar in the industry.

"Shen Jianjun is really desperate, isn't he? He's even willing to sell that piece of land on Qingnian Road?"

"That land was acquired by him for a billion back then."

"Bought for a billion, sold for five hundred million, lost a fortune."

"There's nothing we can do; Jianjun Group's cash flow is about to dry up."

"Shen Cong lost 1.3 billion in that one trade, who could withstand that?"

"They used to say Shen Jianjun was aiming to become a billionaire, but now he's even selling his land at rock-bottom prices. It's so tragic."

Inside a private club, several owners were discussing something while holding teacups.

Some people shook their heads: "Youth Road is not a valuable place now. It's an old town area, demolition is troublesome, and the commercial facilities are poor."

"Shen Jianjun was too confident back then, thinking that the planning of Shanghai would definitely go in that direction."

"After so many years of silence, we can only admit defeat now."

A middle-aged man nearby sighed, "This should serve as a reminder to us."

"No matter how big a company is, it can collapse as soon as its cash flow dries up."

"How prestigious was Shen Jianjun before? Now, for 500 million yuan in cash, he's completely shameless."

"My son is a spendthrift, my wife is a burden, and now I'm being dragged down by the project."

"This family is finished."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

No one was optimistic about Qingnian Road; they only saw Shen Jianjun being driven to the brink and Jianjun Group rushing to sell assets.

As for whether that piece of land will be revitalized in the future, no one thinks it's possible.

At the same time, inside the Bund Impression Bookstore.

Shen Ze is reviewing the latest public opinion data of Jianjun Group.

The phone screen lit up, and Zheng Yuansheng sent a message.

[Shen Ze, did you see that Jianjun Group is going to auction off the land on Qingnian Road?]

[Starting bid at 200 million, with a minimum bid of 2 billion, everyone in the industry is saying Shen Jianjun is selling his lifeblood to stay afloat.]

Shen Ze paused for a moment when he saw the words "Youth Road".

He did not reply immediately, but instead focused his attention on the event trend chart for the next month.

A series of messages unfolded in my mind.

Soon, he spotted a piece of news from the future.

Five days later, Shanghai released a new round of adjustments to its urban transportation plan, confirming that Metro Lines 23 and 24 would pass through the Qingnian Road area, officially accelerating the renovation of the old town area along Qingnian Road.

Benefiting from the two subway lines, land values ​​around Qingnian Road have skyrocketed, with the valuation of prime plots increasing more than tenfold in a short period.

Looking at this future line, Shen Ze finally smiled.

So this is where it is, the land on Youth Road.

In the original storyline, Shen Jianjun did not encounter such a severe financial crisis.

The multi-billion dollar cooperation proceeded smoothly, and Shen Cong did not lose 1.3 billion yuan.

Jianjun Group has ample cash flow, and Shen Jianjun has been holding onto the Qingnian Road land plot.

Five days later, the dual subway plan was announced, and Qingnian Road instantly transformed from an abandoned old town into a core area that Shanghai's capital circles were scrambling to acquire.

Subsequently, Shen Jianjun used that land to develop a large-scale commercial complex.

The shopping mall, office building, apartments, and underground commercial street are all connected.

A few years later, that project became one of Shanghai's new landmarks.

As a result, Shen Jianjun's net worth skyrocketed by tens of billions, allowing him to step into the elite circle of Shanghai's top billionaires.

But now, everything has changed.

Because of Shen Cong's greed, because of Sun Mei's stupidity, and because Jianjun Group's funds were forcibly drained.

Shen Jianjun had no choice but to sell this future gold mine at a low price before the plan was announced.

Shen Ze leaned back in his chair, his eyes calm.

This wasn't a windfall; Shen Jianjun's family personally delivered the opportunity to him.

Shen Ze picked up his phone and replied to Zheng Yuansheng: "I know."

Zheng Yuansheng quickly replied: 【Are you interested?】

Shen Ze typed: [I'll go check it out.]

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, followed by a string of exclamation marks.

Holy crap, are you really going to film this?

Everyone in the industry is saying that piece of land is a pit.

The development costs were too high, and the payback period was too long; even Shen Jianjun himself couldn't bear it anymore, which is why he sold it.

Shen Ze only replied with two words: 【No rush.】

He's not in a hurry, it's only five days.

Once we've secured the land on Qingnian Road, the rest is up to time.

At that time, Shen Jianjun will see with his own eyes that the land he bought for 1 billion and might not even be able to sell for 500 million will be sold for a price that Shen Ze can't even reach on his knees.

That kind of regret hurts more than losing 1.3 billion.

Just as Shen Ze put down his phone, a familiar mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

【Ding! 】

[Detection indicates that the host's scheme against the Shen family is beginning to show results.]

The core project in Shenjia has encountered obstacles, leading to significant pressure on fund allocation.

[The host has been determined to have completed a phase of suppression.]

[Rewards are being distributed.]

Shen Ze's brows twitched slightly. He had already secretly arranged things for the Shen family some time ago.

Unexpectedly, the results came faster than he had anticipated.