I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 353 – Trouble

Ling Ping'an leaned back in his chair while drinking the sweet and delicious tea. At the same time, he looked at the news that had just appeared on his phone.

“Is it really that crazy?” He sucked in a breath of cold air.

On the news, there was a headline that read, “Xingye Group invests heavily to build an education concept community in the east of the city.”

The content of the news was a report by a senior executive of Xingye group that was interviewed by the media.

In the reports, the executive said proudly, “This residential area of our company will introduce the latest technology and the best quality property management…”

The estimated opening price would be 99,999…

“Crazy! Crazy!” He shook his head. “With such a high price, are you selling it to a ghost?”

A house that was about 100,000 yuan per square meter, and a toilet was estimated to cost several million yuan.

Who could afford this?

With the current economy of Jiangcheng City?

Ling Ping'an felt that this Xingye Group was going to suffer a huge setback.

This was because there weren't many people in Jiangcheng City who could afford such a house.

“People nowadays!” Ling Ping'an shook his head.

He didn't have a good impression of these people who liked to hype things up.

Therefore, he was happy to give these guys a hard slap in the face in the market!

“Let's write!” Ling Ping'an put down his phone and looked at his data: 199.

Hmm…

He was going to break 200 soon!

He should be able to sign the contract in a few more days.

Then, Ling Ping'an started to imagine.

Kicking cuttlefish and bananas to sell newspapers..

When he thought about it, he was suddenly energized and full of fighting spirit!

With a simple salute, Zhang Hui walked into the terminal building of the imperial capital airport.

He had special privileges and could get a seat at any time.

However…

Looking at the bustling passengers in front of him, Zhang Hui couldn't help but frown.

“What's going on?”

This flight was a direct flight from the imperial capital to Jiang City.

In other words, these people were all from the imperial capital to Jiang City!

But the problem was…

This was not a popular flight route at all!

They heard the people holding the tickets and lining up in front whisper to each other, “Are you sure you can get the qualification to buy in?”

“Then…”

“The news released by the Zheng Family…”

“If they don't count…”

“We'll destroy his reputation later!”

“Yes!”

“What does the Zheng family count as?”

“They dare to trick us? !”

Listening to these discussions, Zhang Hui could not help but ask, “Are you going to Jiang City?”

Those people turned around and looked at Zhang Hui. They found that he was a refined man dressed as a teacher.

They all smiled kindly.

“Sir…”

“We're going to Jiang City to make a fortune!”

The respect the federal empire had for the profession of a teacher was ranked in the top three among the most respected professions, along with the military and doctors.

Moreover, because the state had set the investment in education and scientific research in the form of the constitution, it was not allowed to be reduced.

Therefore, the treatment of teachers was one of the best in the entire federal public service.

Generally speaking, the teachers' income was above the standard middle class in society.

Only the finance and technology industries can compare with teachers' income and pay.

However, teachers' social status is far higher than other industries.

According to the National Education Act, teachers have a fixed number of seats, which are not elected by universal suffrage, but are elected by the education industry.

Therefore, it was very, very difficult to become a teacher.

The annual teacher qualification examination was known as a one-horse bridge.

Therefore, after a few hundred years, people's impression of teachers was extremely high and mighty.

Zhang Hui listened to what they said and was puzzled. “Make a Fortune?” He did not quite understand.

Now, the Federal Empire was carrying out a third round of industrial transfer.

The specific method was to move out of the metropolitan territory those industries that might fall behind in the next industrial and technological revolution, and move them to the western song, Northern Zhou, and Southern Zhou.

Then, the metropolitan territory would develop new technologies and industries.

They would wait for new technologies and industries to begin to have production capacity.

Then, the overseas kingdoms would go through de-industrialization.

In the past 100 years, the Federal Empire had played this game extremely skillfully.

The first two industrial transfers were like the left hand moving to the right hand.

When the new industries in the metropolitan territory developed, the backward production capacity would be directly scrapped or sold off overseas (of course, some industries that no one had done would be transferred to other places, such as Nanyang, land of Qin, and Kunlun State) .

This caused the federal empire to be criticized.

Especially the criticism of land of Qin.

But, no one paid attention to these criticisms.

Since ancient times, the entire industrial chain of an empire had been rotten meat in the pot.

After all, it was a market economy and free competition.

Your infrastructure and ancillary facilities, as well as policy treatment, could not compare to the overseas kingdoms.

Wasn't failure normal?

Now, it was at the juncture of the third industrial transfer and the emerging industrial technology revolution.

A brand new intelligent, unmanned, and fine manufacturing was gradually being established.

The once brilliant heavy and light industries of the metropolitan territory had been transferred overseas.

The industrial revitalization plan of the overseas kingdom was in full swing.

Cities like Jiang City, which had been mainly engaged in heavy industry and mechanical processing for the past few decades, were undergoing a painful transformation.

So…

What opportunities did Jiangcheng City have to make a fortune?

Could it be?

The financial speculation products of the thunderstorm a few years ago popped up in Zhang Hui's mind.

Therefore, Zhang Hui asked, “May I ask… what happened in Jiangcheng City?”

“Sir… Haven't you heard?” A middle-aged woman said, “Jiangcheng City's College Entrance Exam exploded this year!”

“Moreover, the highlights are basically concentrated in one area…”

“A lot of people told us that it's the blessed land of Wenqu Star…”

“If you buy it, you'll earn it!”

“Amitabha, Amitabha… above the three pure ones…”

“For the sake of our children, even if we have to sell everything, we still have to buy a house there!”

Zhang Hui was dumbfounded when he heard that.

“Madam…” He looked at the middle-aged woman. “You're from the Imperial City, right…”

“Yes!”

Zhang Hui said, “How can Jiangcheng city compare to the Imperial City?”

In response, the woman laughed. “I don't know…”

“But everyone says that it's a literary paradise…”

She took out a newspaper and waved her hand. “Look, the newspaper says that 80% of Jiang City's high scores in this year's college entrance exam are concentrated in one area…”

“I'll give it a try…”

“Anyway, it's just a sum of money!”

“If I lose the bet, I'll take it as a failure of investment!” she said indifferently, “I can only afford to lose tens of thousands of Yuan!”

Zhang Hui was instantly dumbfounded.

The Federal Empire had created countless mythical grade wealth in the past 300 years.

And the residents of the Imperial City had received countless dividends!

Therefore, the wealthy people of the imperial capital had never treated money as money.

To these people, it was obvious that they would rather believe in something than not!

Since everyone said that it was a blessed land of the literary world.

If it was true and they didn't buy it in time, wouldn't they suffer a huge loss?

If it was something else, it would be fine.

If they suffered a loss, it would be a loss.

More importantly, it was related to the education of the next generation!

And to the people of the empire, there was nothing more important than education!

Every year during the general election, the Datong Party and the Gonghe party would do their best in education to win votes.

Zhang Hui listened and walked to the side silently. Then, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

“This is Zhang Hui!” He cleared his throat and turned to a quiet corner nearby. “How are the housing prices in Jiang City Now?”

“What?!”

He hung up the phone and his expression turned ugly.

“You businessmen are doing this…”

“You don't think much of us!”

Then, he got angry.

“Who approved these projects?!”

Wasn't the local area already classified as transcendent being?

Logically, the development of such a place required the approval of the Blackguard.

Hence, he dialed another number.

A moment later, the other party picked up the phone.

“Chief Xia…”he said, “I'm Zhang Hui!”

“What's going on with Your Jiang City branch office? !”

“Immediately send out a document to supervise all projects!”

“In the name of National Security!”

“The Zheng Family?” Zhang Hui sneered. “It's useless even if the king of Western song comes!”

“I said it!”

The Zheng family of the metropolitan territory was a distant relative of the current West song royal family.

That year, during the Hundred Year War, the Federal Empire defeated the fleet of the land of Qin in a naval battle and seized a series of ocean islands, including the Xiangshan Autonomous Prefecture. They also liberated the Nanyang countries that were enslaved by the colonizers.

The largest of the islands was a barren land at that time.

Emperor Gaozong gave the empire a different surname, Wang. At the same time, he was the Navy Marshal, Song Wang Zheng Guan, who commanded the Navy to defeat the enemy in a naval battle.

This was the origin of the Xisong Kingdom today.

As a minister in the palace, Zhang Hui was confident to say this.

This was because the royal family was the source of legitimacy for all the royal families.

It was the emperor who conferred the titles of kings!

He granted them the power to lead and rule their country!

Putting away his phone, Zhang Hui became the gentle and elegant scholar teacher again.

Picking up his briefcase, he walked to the boarding gate.

He knew that he had one more mission on this trip.

That was to stop all kinds of construction in the target area.

The reason was very simple — what if he didn't like it?

Just this possibility made him have no choice but to be ruthless.

Of course, he couldn't go too far.

What if he actually liked it?

Therefore, Zhang Hui knew that he probably had to go see him!

It was noon.

Ling Ping'an waited patiently at the door.

Just now, after he ordered, Chiba Michiko had specially sent him a message saying that there was a delicacy today and she wanted him to help her taste it.

According to Chiba Michiko, this delicacy was made according to the recipe that he had given her and after research.

This made Ling Ping'an really eager to try it.

He couldn't hold back the tears at the corner of his mouth.

“I wonder which delicacy is made from the thousand night sauce?”

However, he couldn't wait any longer.

This was because Fu Sang's cooking skills were pretty good to begin with.

With his recipes and research notes, he might even be able to cook better than her!

Unfortunately, the Fu Sang girl seemed to be a little slow!

He took out his phone out of boredom.

After reading the news, he laughed.

“As expected… the regulations have taken action!”

The headline of the news was: Jiang City's Price Bureau, Municipal Administration Bureau, Fire Department, and Security Department, working together to negotiate with Xingye Group and Lion City Group.

“Serves you right!” He put away his phone.

“I made you jump so high!”

In this country, capital had to always be subservient to other things.

For example, power or the system.

It had been like this since ancient times, and it had been like this for generations!

What about Shen Wansan from the previous dynasty?

Was he rich enough?

He lost his brains just like that!

What about the Yun-gui Sun family who boasted about the currency war?

The descendants of the Sun family were driving a taxi!

Putting away his phone, Ling Ping'an sat at the counter and turned on the television.

As expected, this news was also being broadcast on the news.

“The spokesperson of the Xingye group said: Embrace Regulation, cooperate closely…”

“Lion City group said: firmly support regulatory decisions!”

Listening to these contents, Ling Ping'an smiled like a child.

It wasn't that he hated the rich, nor was it that he hated real estate developers.

It was just that these guys had gone too far.

100,000 yuan per square meter?

Was this treating people like they were fools?

He could even think of it. This was a story that could be told with capital.

After the story was told, the money was earned, and then what? Leaving behind a pile of chicken feathers, it was still the common people who suffered.

Why should the common people pay for the capital?

In the end, the market behavior still returned to rationality.

For instance, Ling Ping'an himself deeply felt that this lousy shop of his could actually bid 80,000 per ping. This was simply crazy!

It didn't match the market value at all.

If these guys really hyped it up and made it into a speculation, God knows how many people would lose their families!

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