Chapter 143 The Seal

Regarding the purchase of the seal, Mrs. Tang had communicated with the collector beforehand.

The owner of this mansion was surnamed Wang. He kept two basset hounds with oversized ears in the yard. They were docile and wagged their tails whenever they saw someone.

Invited by the owner, they arrived at the storage room located underground.

Looking at the old photos of the Wang family's ancestors, they had even been officials during the Qing Dynasty, with a clear lineage and even a preserved imperial decree.

The Qing Dynasty had long collapsed, but this heritage could still be displayed.

The shelves were full of scrolls and jars. The real treasures were hidden in the vault, where Mr. Wang, who was in his fifties, invited them to visit. There were more than thirty pieces of bronzes, calligraphy, porcelain, and painted enamel.

Su Yehao couldn't tell if they were real or fake.

But these things were undoubtedly very stylish for decoration, revealing a sense of heritage at a glance.

He considered that when he made a fortune in the future, he would also build such a storage room, buy more good things for collection, and lead guests to take a look.

Mr. Wang found the seal.

Engraved on it were the words, "Do not take profit as profit, but sincerity as profit."

The other three seals from the Tang family were: "Do not take fleeting wealth as value, but harmony as value," "Do not take price reduction as price, but balance as price," and finally, "Do not take hoarding wealth as wealth, but sharing as wealth."

Seeing this seal, Mrs. Tang said with relief:

"Yes, that's it. The material is exactly the same as the three in my family. I was worried that I couldn't find a suitable gift for my dad's birthday, but now he will definitely be happy."

"It's quite a coincidence,"

Mr. Wang said with a smile, "At that time, a friend of mine happened to see the lost and found ad in the newspaper, and then remembered that this thing was in my hands. I can't remember where it came from, but it's just right to help someone."

The item was found.

Mrs. Tang was very happy and added, "Thank you so much. I promised a reward of 20,000 yuan in the newspaper. Should I write you a cash check from Standard Chartered Bank?"

"Hey, the jade material is average, cut by an electric saw. You can tell it's a new item at a glance. Just take it," Mr. Wang declined.

Back and forth for a while.

Su Yehao was dozing off, looking around.

Having watched too many treasure appraisal shows, he always felt that there were incredible treasures hidden in places with a lot of old objects.

Unfortunately, his eyesight was not good. Everything looked valuable to him. He casually picked up a piece of calligraphy, cursive script with dragons and phoenixes dancing, and he couldn't even understand what was written.

Patiently waiting for a few minutes, Mrs. Tang finally gave the money and put the small seal in a box.

On the way back.

Su Yehao blurted out, "Since he wants to treat you to dinner and said to keep in touch in the future, does that old Wang have feelings for you, Mom?"

Mrs. Tang had actually noticed it too. She glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense! He's just being polite. Don't mention this to your dad. He's narrow-minded and has a bad temper."

"Then how were you, as a young lady from a wealthy family, fascinated by him, a poor young man with nothing?" Su Yehao had been troubled by this question for a long time.

He saw his mother smile and say:

"Who hasn't had a few moments of blindness? Look at your dad's photos at home. He was quite handsome back then. I came to Casino to visit relatives, and he chased after me with plastic flowers, trying to get me to buy them... People always change."

What she missed was the handsome young man from before.

It had nothing to do with the present.

Su Yehao thought about his own father's appearance, a thin, old man with sparse hair and constant phlegm. He could no longer see the shadow of his youth. 138 Reading Network

However, looking at his own appearance... the claim that his old man was once handsome was still relatively credible.

They chatted along the way.

Back at the building where the Koko Cat Cafe was located, the mother and son went to a nearby Chinese restaurant again.

Koko Restaurant sold Western food. Eating only steak wasn't enough to fill them up. They supported another business, and three dishes and a soup were just right to finish off.

After the meal, they went shopping again.

They spent the whole afternoon in the mall, buying a lot of bags.

During this time, Su Yehao also received a call from Nong Qingying, and hid in the men's restroom to briefly explain the situation, saying that he couldn't accompany her.

Don't look at Nong Qingying's fierce shouting, saying she wanted to meet her future mother-in-law at the mall, but she actually didn't dare.

She seemed thick-skinned, but she wasn't really indifferent.

In fact, she was quite sensitive inside.

A sentence like "sawing off the threshold" was enough to make this girl happy for days, and she took the initiative to call Su Yehao several times, acting coquettishly and saying she wanted to go on a date.

…

At the same time.

On Su's father's side, he received a call and hurriedly took people to Peng City.

The relevant departments were interested in the proposal for the cultural tourism town and wanted to learn more about the specific ideas.

These things couldn't be explained over the phone.

Sihai International had hastily prepared a "pie chart" in recent days. Under the ambition of Su's father, the planned construction area was as high as 2.8 million square meters.

If the building layout was looser and they wanted to create a low-density European-style town, one square kilometer would not be enough. They would probably need at least 2,500 mu (a Chinese unit of area, approximately 0.16 acres) of land, and 3,000 to 4,000 mu would not be too much.

That was fully twenty-something times the size of Casino.

It was precisely because he had stayed in a small place for too long that Su's father always had a strange impulse for large pieces of land, and Su Yehao's concept of a cultural tourism city just happened to give him room to play freely.

Being able to break away from the Tang family, turn over as a live-in son-in-law, and smoothly get to where he was today, Su's father was a very ambitious old man.

Only a spark was needed for an explosion, and now it had arrived.

Don't look at Su's father constantly worrying that Su Yehao would ruin the family fortune by starting a business in the future, but he wouldn't use the same standards to judge himself. He hadn't lacked money for several years, and long-lost ambition and dreams were the most important.

In the past week or so, Su's father's thoughts had been focused on the "Sihai International Super Complex" project. He didn't need his son's encouragement and whipping; he was already getting carried away.

In this complex project, 30% of the land was planned for commercial use and 70% for residential use, copying many successful models from Hong Kong, covering a central square, a six-story mall, a private school, and several office buildings.

Other senior executives of Sihai International were motivated by Su's father, hoping to build a replica of "Harbour City," even if the housing couldn't be sold at a high price, they could still rely on rent for retirement.

At the same time.

Su's father also began to contact reliable friends, such as the He family behind He Shaofan, and the Zhao family of Donghuang Group, discussing cooperation in development.

Su Yehao was unaware of these situations.

It wasn't until the new Sunday night that Su Yehao heard his second aunt mention that his father had gone to the mainland on Saturday and hadn't returned.

He made a special phone call to ask.

On the other end of the phone, Su's father told him with a smile that he would have to delay for a few more days and was busy with on-site inspections, first demarcating the land.

Then he would make a mature plan and submit an application to the authorities.

To this.

Su Yehao was speechless.

…This enthusiasm was a bit too high.

You have to know that the financial crisis hadn't arrived yet, and the Hong Kong real estate market hadn't collapsed yet.

Wouldn't taking the land too early mean spending more money?

Hoping that the process would be slower, planning and review would take a long time. In order not to dampen his father's enthusiasm, Su Yehao didn't dare pour cold water on him this time. He only told him to be sure to choose the area around Nanshan and not to deviate, and for this purpose, he even brought out the saying that "the north is prosperous this year."

His father listened and deeply agreed…