Chapter 695 — Bargain Flats

"They say they're going to call everyone together in the next few days to discuss compensation. After what happened last time, they'll probably raise the price a bit—but not by much, I expect!" Mother Tang sighed. "Our house is gone anyway. Whatever they pay, we'll take it. I don't even want to think about it anymore. Right now I'm just wondering—should we rent a place first, or buy one?"

Wei Zhao really had no business interfering in the compensation matter. He couldn't very well go see Zhao Qibing again and threaten him into paying Mother Tang a little money, could he? He'd already brought down one of the man's buildings—that just about evened the score. He'd let him off for now.

If Zhao Qibing ever found out what Wei Zhao was thinking, he'd probably cough up blood in fury! One whole high-rise traded for a shabby one-story flat—and even that only "just about" evened the score? The man was beyond shameless.

"Let's buy one. Renting isn't a real solution." That was Wei Zhao's view—buying a place was always less of a headache than renting.

"Buy a house..." Mother Tang felt the sting of it. Tang Jucheng and Tang Zhi had both said the same thing earlier—buy a place. With the fifty thousand yuan Wei Zhao had given them, plus what they'd saved before, they had more than enough for a big house. But Mother Tang didn't want to drain it all at once. If the family had no savings left, then this hard-won feeling of being well-off would vanish as quickly as it had come.

Seeing Mother Tang's pained expression, how could Wei Zhao not guess what she was thinking? He smiled faintly and said, "Auntie Wang, I know a friend who used to be in real estate development. He should know quite a few developers. Let me give him a call and ask—see if there are any bargain flats or the like?"

"Sure, that'd be wonderful! Could you ask him for me, quick?" The streak of bargain-hunting in Mother Tang's bones hadn't changed one bit. Hearing that Wei Zhao might be able to get her a cut-rate flat, she perked up at once! Truth be told, even if Wei Zhao couldn't find a bargain, with Tang Jucheng and Tang Zhi insisting, Mother Tang would still have agreed to buy. But if Wei Zhao's connections could save them a tidy sum, why on earth not?

Mother Tang was quite pleased with herself for having thought to consult Wei Zhao about this. Imagine if she'd foolishly gone straight out to buy a house—what a loss that would have been!

Wei Zhao called Fatty Lai. Fatty Lai was in a state of extreme excitement at the moment—the press conference had gone off splendidly, and he was confident no further advertising would be needed before the product launch. With all those media reports, it would be harder for Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals *not* to become famous!

After all, the mass fainting incident at the First High School had been blown up tremendously by Can Lang, and the online hit count had already reached the hundreds of millions. Netizens across the whole country had their eyes on this matter!

And Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals had cracked the mass fainting case at the most critical moment and swiftly compounded the corresponding antidote—a response speed that was enough to make them the envy of all competitors! By then, the name of Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals would resound across the entire internet.

"Boss!" Fatty Lai picked up the phone.

"I hear your press conference went pretty well?" Wei Zhao hadn't watched it himself, but on the way over he'd heard even the taxi drivers talking about it—saying how amazing Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals was, curing an illness the hospitals couldn't.

"Ha, if it weren't for the boss's formula, everything I did would've been for nothing!" Fatty Lai kept a clear head; he wasn't about to get smug over it. He knew very well that it all came down to Wei Zhao's poison formula and antidote formula. Without those two, no matter how silver-tongued he was, he'd still need someone to believe him.

"Heh, you've done very well." Wei Zhao was not stingy with his praise. "By the way, how are things coming along with the antidote?"

"All the raw materials have been properly procured and are already on the production line. Old Guan is there personally overseeing it—there shouldn't be any problems," Fatty Lai said.

"Good. Let me ask you something—do you know anyone who sells houses?" Wei Zhao asked.

"Sells houses? What, boss, you're looking to buy a house?" Fatty Lai was taken aback.

"It's for Tang Zhi's family. Didn't Zhao Qibing knock down their place in the shantytown? They're getting ready to buy a house now. Do you know any developers running promotions, or anyone selling bargain flats?" Wei Zhao put it rather obliquely, but he trusted that with Fatty Lai's shrewdness, he'd certainly catch his meaning.

Indeed, Fatty Lai understood. From the moment he heard it was Tang Zhi's family buying a house, he knew what Wei Zhao meant! Fatty Lai had once been in real estate development himself, and he had several developments in Songshan City, among them some unsold units and ones he'd kept for himself.

Wei Zhao couldn't very well just hand Tang Zhi's family a house outright—given Tang Zhi's character, she'd surely refuse, while Mother Tang would surely keep it, and then mother and daughter would inevitably clash. It had been the same with that fifty thousand yuan: Tang Zhi kept wanting to return it to Wei Zhao, but Mother Tang clutched it tight and wouldn't let go.

So Wei Zhao had thought of a way: have Fatty Lai find some pretext to sell one of his houses to Mother Tang at a low price. That way Mother Tang would still get her bargain, and Tang Zhi wouldn't suspect a thing.

"Oh, I do, actually!" Fatty Lai thought for a moment. "Just have Auntie contact me directly. I'll take care of it!"

Wei Zhao smiled slightly—Fatty Lai's capacity for understanding was really quite impressive. "You do? All right then, I'll have Auntie Wang get in touch with you!"

Mother Tang was watching Wei Zhao eagerly. When she heard him say there was one, her eyes lit up instantly and she nearly crowed with delight. She didn't have much money on hand—if she could save, of course she'd save. "There is one?"

"Auntie Wang, my friend says there really is a development running a special promotion on discounted units. He says you can just get in touch with him directly!" Wei Zhao said with a smile.

"Really? That's wonderful! Then I'll go take a look tomorrow!" Tang's mother was anxious to move as well. Before, it was simply that she couldn't find a house to her liking—in truth, what she meant was a cheap house! Property prices were no small matter these days, so landing a discounted one would be a real bargain.

Wei Zhao gave Tang's mother Lai the Fatso's contact information, while Tang Zhi, standing to one side, knit her brows slightly. She was a little suspicious—how was it such a coincidence? The family had only just decided to buy a house, and already Wei Zhao could find someone selling at a discount?

But with her mother right there, she could hardly ask, and so she could only bury her doubts for the moment...

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With police guarding the ward door, some were pleased and some were troubled.

Zhong Yongliang, for one, was living it up. He felt like some grand and important personage, with guards posted outside to protect him; if acquaintances happened to see it, he would bask in considerable face.RO