After asking at the golf club and finding out that the chairman wasn't home, having just flown to Palm Springs, USA, for a vacation yesterday,

And with only thirty-odd villas on offer, Su Yehao found a vice president who seemed to have some authority and directly asked how much it would cost to buy the entire project.

The vice president was a Hong Konger named Liu Baoshu, in her early thirties, and quite pretty.

Liu Baoshu didn't have much real power, only holding a small number of shares, but she was particularly good at socializing and had a number of wealthy Hong Kong tycoons backing her, making her more of an agent.

In recent years, several bosses had pooled their resources and come to the mainland to try their hand at business, and this golf course was one of their representative ventures.

Liu Baoshu was confused when Su Yehao suddenly came calling.

Their golf club was right next to the Si Hai International Cultural Tourism City, and Su Yehao was now among the top ten richest people in Hong Kong. Of course, she recognized him and had seen plenty of news about him.

At this moment,

the two of them sat facing each other on the sofa, with a handsome male assistant making tea for them.

Liu Baoshu didn't dare to slight Su Yehao just because he was young. After all, although she knew many wealthy people, they didn't seem to be as well-funded as this young master Su.

The rich in Hong Kong were also divided into different classes, and the Su family was now considered particularly wealthy, even among the top families.

Even compared to the major families, they only lacked a bit of history and were slightly less connected.

After considering Su Yehao's reasons for wanting to buy the villas, Liu Baoshu was completely baffled and tentatively asked:

"Young Master Su, you must be the person who least needs houses in Pengcheng. There are more than two hundred villas planned next door, and they will all be yours when they are built. Why do you want to buy them here? I could understand if you wanted to buy our golf club."

Su Yehao was slightly taken aback, wondering what he would do with your golf club. You can't tear it down to build houses.

It's just a golf course; it's not as if he doesn't have one at home.

As for using a golf club to cultivate a social circle, he had no interest in that either, not wanting to waste his energy on developing connections. Whether they could help was one thing, but it would also create a lot of trouble.

He coughed and said frankly:

"Many are planned, but construction hasn't started yet, and I don't know when they will be built. There are so many workers on the construction site, and there's nowhere to house them temporarily. I bought some houses for them to live in, but the neighbors in the community complained. It seems your place is more suitable, a small world of its own that won't bother others, and it's very close to the construction site."

Hearing this,

Liu Baoshu felt thunderstruck. He was buying villas to house workers? Was this what it meant to be super-rich?

For a moment, she found it absurd, but upon further reflection, she felt it was barely understandable. For a multi-billion-dollar family, a few million for a villa was practically like playing around.

Liu Baoshu had heard that Su Yehao had spent more than three hundred million to buy land in Da Lang Wan, all of which was enclosed in his own yard. She thought it was outrageously extravagant.

He was willing to spend so much money just to avoid being disturbed by neighbors.

She didn't consider the possibility that he was planning to reap the rewards. From the perspective of this era, Pengcheng's house prices were already relatively high, and with low per capita income, houses were difficult to sell. Otherwise, the villas developed by the golf club wouldn't have been held back from the market.

After brief consideration, Liu Baoshu said, "I can't make a decision about this on my own. Some of the houses have already been promised to others, so it's not easy to handle. Besides, using luxury houses as dormitories would have a bit of an impact on our brand image. I don't think it would be good if word got out."

Su Yehao didn't like hearing this kind of talk.

Before the accident, he was also covered in mud all day long. Hearing Liu Baoshu associate this with the image of the golf club, he immediately felt a little unhappy, waved his hand, interrupted her, and asked:

"If you can't make the decision, then find someone who can and have them talk to me. My mom probably knows all the famous businessmen in Hong Kong. Is it that hard to find some dormitories? Aren't houses built by them anyway? My construction team has more than a thousand people. It's all work. What's the difference?"

Liu Baoshu was startled and quickly said, "No, no! I'm just afraid that too many people on the golf course will affect other members who are playing."

"Don't worry about that. It's just grass; what's there to see? It's better to go for a walk in the surrounding parks. I'll keep them in line."

Su Yehao thought that since she couldn't make a decision and was being so fussy, he was too lazy to talk more.

He had Linda Yun bring over a business card, then stood up and continued, "You guys discuss it first, and contact me when you have a result. I heard there are other nice places too, so I'll go take a look."

Knowing that she had upset Su Yehao, Liu Baoshu muttered to herself that he had a real temper, but she didn't dare to offend him. She forced a smile and readily agreed, escorting him all the way to the entrance of the clubhouse.

...

This incident ruined his mood.

When Linda Yun asked him, "What should we do next? Go check out other places?"

Su Yehao decisively shook his head and said, "Forget it. At worst, we'll just build some prefabricated houses and install air conditioning and showers. It won't cost much. I was originally thinking of buying some houses as an investment, but it doesn't matter. I can invest anywhere. If all else fails, I'll just buy a plot of land. The area southwest of the golf course is pretty good. It's suitable for building sea-view houses and creating top-notch luxury apartments. The money for buying the houses is almost enough to buy the land."

"...You know, people are right. Your family already has so many houses. Are they still not enough?" Linda Yun said with a smile.

Su Yehao shook his head and said, "Who would complain about earning too much money? I've always felt that the mainland's real estate market has a lot of potential. If you have any spare money, you can come over and buy a few."

Linda Yun, as his personal secretary, had long adapted to the job.

It wasn't too busy most of the time, the income was relatively high, and she could often travel around the world, feeling happier than when she worked at Tung Fong Rose School.

She said with a smile, "I've already bought an apartment in Hong Kong, so I don't have any money to invest for the time being. When your family's cultural tourism city is developed, remember to give me a discount. After all, I taught you English for so long. That's not too much to ask, is it?"

"Sure!"

Su Yehao readily agreed, then curiously asked, "When did you buy an apartment in Hong Kong?"

"I bought it last October. I was in Silicon Valley at the time, and I had a friend help me look at apartments and hired a lawyer to handle the procedures for me. It was because I heard you say that house prices might rise that I didn't hesitate to buy. It's near the University of Hong Kong. I couldn't afford a house on the Mid-Levels."

Linda Yun sighed and then said, "Looking at it this way, Jiang Yu's family is also very wealthy. As expected of Tung Fong Rose, everyone is full of hidden talent. Your junior, Sonararm from Thailand, do you remember him? I just saw his company in the newspaper this morning. They bought another five Airbus planes. I received a discount coupon from him before, so I remember it a bit."

Su Yehao vaguely remembered him.

The former tagalong, the young rich second generation from Thailand, whose family ran an airline.

After graduating, he never returned to Tung Fong Rose School to catch up with acquaintances. Only a little over a year had passed, but it felt like a long time ago...