I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2406 - 1522: Spicy

Hong Xiaoyu had encountered whispers concerning Uncle’s penchant for acquiring unfinished apartments. It wasn’t a matter of gloating, but he possessed some insight into the uncle’s character.

Thus.

Uncle Fang truly possessed Fiery Eyes; he saw right through the situation.

He had accurately assessed the core issue.

While Uncle’s request appeared to be about returning the property, his true aim was likely to leverage Fang Qing’s capabilities for personal gain.

"Uncle, seeking a refund is certainly an unrealistic proposition. The current real estate market is in decline, property values have plummeted, and no developer would agree to a refund at the original price," Hong Xiaoyu stated matter-of-factly.

"I’m not demanding a return of the house. The crux of the matter is that they’re neither returning the property nor the money. Are we, as ordinary people, simply destined to be bullied into silence?"

Hong Xiaoyu found himself without words.

"Qing Qing, you’re a brilliant lawyer; tell me, is my demand unreasonable?" Zhang Zhongquan’s hope was clearly pinned on Fang Qing, his gaze filled with a heartbreaking blend of distress and fervent anticipation.

"Not unreasonable," a voice interjected, speaking up when Fang Qing appeared to be in a quandary.

"However, not being unreasonable doesn’t guarantee it will be granted," the speaker continued.

Zhang Zhongquan’s attention shifted, his face contorting slightly.

You brat. Stay out of this. Why are you meddling?

Zhang Zhongquan was undeniably self-serving, or perhaps more accurately, pragmatic. What if this boyfriend of the Fang Family’s daughter was merely a small business owner? Would he offer any benefit? Yet, he understood that alienating the Fang Family’s daughter was not an option if he sought her assistance, forcing him to suppress his irritation.

"Whether it can be met or not is not within our purview; only the court can make that determination," Zhang Zhongquan stated, eager to end the conversation with the younger man. He promptly redirected his gaze back to Fang Qing.

"Attorney fees are negotiable, Qing Qing. If you win this case for me, I assure you, I won’t shortchange you."

"What foolishness are you spouting? Do you think Qing Qing is motivated by money?" Jiang Huazi quickly reprimanded.

Hong Xiaoyu sighed inwardly. His uncle, he mused, possessed far too limited a perspective. Sister Fang Qing was a figure who had graced the news; the prominent Kyoto case involving a vendor who had assaulted a city official had been presided over by Sister Fang Qing. It was common knowledge that law was a highly lucrative profession, yet not all lawyers were equal. For an internationally renowned top attorney, case fees could easily reach millions of US dollars. Therefore, attempting to impress Sister Fang Qing with mere money was futile, and his uncle likely couldn’t afford such sums anyway. His plan, Hong Xiaoyu surmised, was probably to extract a small portion from the profit margin, as he couldn’t possibly allocate tens of thousands in housing payments to legal fees.

Of course, one couldn’t entirely blame the uncle. Residents of smaller cities often exhibited such traits; they had limited exposure to the world and failed to grasp its vastness.

"Yes, yes, you’re right. I misspoke; forgive me, Qing Qing," Zhang Zhongquan conceded.

"Which company is the developer?" Jiang Chen interjected tactlessly, clearly accustomed to being ignored but showing no signs of noticing. He persistently inserted himself into the conversation.

He wasn't trying to show off; it was simply that Qing Gege was being put in a difficult position by his relative, and he couldn’t stand idly by. Zhang Zhongquan regarded him with visible impatience, his internal displeasure mounting as he thought that young people never missed an opportunity to flex their egos and butt into every conversation.

"Green Land Company," he replied curtly.

"Is it a local real estate company based in Sha City?" Jiang Chen queried after a moment’s thought, realizing he hadn’t heard of them.

"Hmm. Is there an issue?" Zhang Zhongquan’s tone remained somewhat sharp, his emotions still simmering beneath the surface.

Fang Weiguo frowned. He had initially intended to remain uninvolved but felt compelled to speak up upon observing Zhang Zhongquan’s demeanor, especially given the current complex relationships. Jiang Chen was on the verge of becoming his son-in-law.

"He also works in real estate. If it's a well-known developer, he might be able to assist with negotiations," someone else stated, preempting Fang Weiguo. It was Fang Qing.

Someone who didn't wish to see her in an awkward spot was now strongly 'protecting her man.' What a display!

Perfect harmony and mutual respect!

"He works in real estate?" Zhang Zhongquan exclaimed, his prior impatience dissolving into sheer disbelief. His worldview was indeed limited, but the term 'real estate' held significant weight for ordinary folk; those involved were considered quite formidable!

"It's a small local company in Sha City; he wouldn’t know them," Fang Qing’s concise statement, intended to steer the conversation elsewhere, instead seemed to ignite further discussion.

Damn it. What does she mean by 'small company'?

Isn't Green Land, with its blatant contract breaches and disregard for homeowners' rights in Sha City's housing projects, being ridiculously downplayed as merely a "small company" here?

What an outrageous boast!

At this very moment, Zhang Zhongquan felt an intense urge to yell this out.

"Hmm, if it were a major developer like Vanke or Country Garden, I might consider putting in a word."

Zhang Zhongquan's eyelids spasmed. He rigidly turned his head to face his meddlesome nephew, his expression hardening. The more the young man spoke, the more absurd his claims became.

Good heavens, Vanke and Country Garden are being invoked. Does this imply Green Land is so insignificant, beneath this fellow's notice?

"Xiao Yu, are you and Sister Fang Qing's boyfriend acquainted?" Zhang Zhongquan asked, forcing a smile.

"Hmm. My brother... This isn't our first encounter." Though his nature was difficult to alter fundamentally, Hong Xiaoyu had evidently matured, presenting himself with a natural demeanor that lacked any hint of falsehood.

"I see." Zhang Zhongquan harbored no suspicion. How could he possibly fathom that everyone was conspiring to deceive him? Or perhaps, he had completely forgotten about this nephew he hadn't been in contact with for many years.

"Qing Qing, I never imagined your boyfriend would be such an impressive individual," he exclaimed with evident admiration, gazing at the younger generation with a look of awe. He then tentatively inquired, "I wonder, what is the name of your boyfriend's company? It must be quite renowned as well, correct?" Clearly, he still held a suspicion of outright boasting.

"Uncle Zhang can simply ask him directly," Fang Qing replied. She lowered her gaze, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat the duck head coated in Sichuan peppercorns.

Jiang Chen responded with a casual smile, "Hengsheng Group."

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It wasn't just Zhang Zhongquan; a profound silence fell upon everyone present, save for Fang Qing who was engrossed in eating the duck head. They were all utterly astounded.

Even Fang Weiguo and his wife, who had previously visited the imposing headquarters of the Great Wall Group. Although they had witnessed the sheer scale and grandeur of the Great Wall Group, their understanding of its specific business operations remained somewhat vague. However, if they were unfamiliar with Great Wall, they certainly recognized the celebrated Hengsheng Group?

"Which Hengsheng did you mention again?" Zhang Zhongquan inquired, his voice filled with bewilderment.

"It should be the Hengsheng that Uncle is familiar with," Fang Qing interjected, perfectly embodying the harmonious portrayal of a married couple. She then gracefully picked up the partially eaten duck head and, in front of everyone, placed it into Jiang Chen's bowl.

"It's spicy."

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Not only Zhang Zhongquan but every single person present was left stunned and utterly perplexed.