"You move so fast, I thought you would have to wait for a while." Jiang Hao said.

"I dare not delay the matter of the master."

"Then you can come to the apartment where I live."

"Oh, I'm already downstairs."

I have to say that Guo Minghui is really considerate in his work.

Before long, the doorbell rang. Jiang Hao went to open the door. Guo Minghui came in, followed by an assistant, holding a thick roll of drawings in his hand.

Guo Minghui asked his assistant to put the drawings on the table in the living room and asked him to go to the car below to wait first. When the assistant left, Guo Minghui opened the drawings and said:

"Master Jiang, all the maps of Hong Kong are here. Each piece of land has marked attributes and owners, and there are private land and government land. About 38% of them belong to individuals and the rest belong to the government."

"Each piece is divided and detailed descriptions can be found on the labeling instructions to facilitate your understanding of the situation."

Jiang Hao is very satisfied with this map.

"Thank you Minghui."

"Haha, you're welcome. Our Hongji is a real estate business. This map is the company's reserve map. I'll just take it over." Guo Minghui said with a smile.

"There is also the matter about the master's real estate in Qinglongju. I told my father that his father gave two plans for the master to choose. One is to sell them all to our Hongji Real Estate, and the other is to mortgage them to Hongji Real Estate, which can be calculated at 70%.

Jiang Hao thought about it and found that it was useless for him to keep a house. In the future, he would definitely live in the Taoist temple.

As for making money by appreciation of houses, it is really unnecessary.

"Sell it all to you Hongji Real Estate. By the way, the house I gave away was preserved." Jiang Hao said.

"Okay, you provide an account and sign the agreement. The money will be paid soon." Guo Minghui said.

How happy it is to do things.

Things were made, Guo Minghui said goodbye and left, Jiang Hao lay on the table and looked at the maps. The door of the master bedroom was gently opened, Ma Xiaoling walked out wearing hot pants, T-shirt, Xiaoliang mopped out, approached the table and looked at the maps, and asked, "You have sold all the houses."

"Didn't you hear it all?" Jiang Hao replied without raising his head.

"Qinglongju's house will definitely appreciate in the future. It's a pity to sell it now." Ma Xiaoling said.

"It's no pity. You can use it to do more after getting cash." Jiang Hao said.

Ma Xiaoling looked at the map, "You really want to build a thousand-acre avenue, it costs tens of billions. You are not enough now."

“Make it slowly.”

"With so much money, why do you need to build a Taoist temple? What's the use of Taoist temple?" Ma Xiaoling muttered.

"Publicity to the Three Pure Ones."

Ma Xiaoling curled her lips, "You people with faith sometimes can't understand it."

Dingdong~!

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Ma Xiaoling thought she was in business and went to open the door. There were two middle-aged men in suits standing at the door.

"May I ask, is this Master Jiang's residence?" the leading man asked Ma Xiaoling.

Ma Xiaoling pursed her lips and felt angry. Why do everyone look for Master Jiang? This place is almost his office and he himself becomes his receptionist.

She really wanted to tell these people that this is the residence of Master Ma Xiaoling and Master Ma.

"Hey, that's Master Jiang."

Ma Xiaoling pointed at Jiang Hao, who was still looking at the map.

Two men in suits entered the house, and the middle-aged man in the lead said to Jiang Hao: "Hello Master Jiang, I am Mr. Qiu Zhi's assistant. Mr. Qiu Zhi was seriously injured in a car accident and was hospitalized. He just woke up. Mr. Qiu wanted to invite you to the hospital."

Jiang Hao raised his head, looked at the other party, and said lightly: "I am not familiar with Mr. Qiu, there is no need to visit him, right?"

"Ah, no, Mr. Qiu wants Master Jiang to help you solve the disaster." said the middle-aged man.

Jiang Hao shook his head slightly and chuckled, "Didn't Mr. Qiu say that he is a rich man and a big birthday? There is no disaster. Jiang will not accept Mr. Qiu's business, please go back."

"Master Jiang~~"

What else did the middle-aged man want to say? Jiang Hao raised his hand to interrupt him.

"You don't have to say anything more. You can go back and tell Mr. Qiu that his problem is very serious. Unless you can change your fate against the will of heaven, you can ask him to find someone else to solve it."

Defy the will of heaven and change fate!

When Ma Xiaoling heard this word, let alone middle-aged people, she was shocked.

Although Ma Xiaoling is not a Feng Shui master, she also knows it is not so easy to change fate against the will of heaven? How many people in the world can change fate against the will of heaven?

The middle-aged man saw that Jiang Hao was firm in his attitude and could only say goodbye.

Jiang Hao turned his head and looked at the drawings on the table, the pencil in his hand, drew a circle in one of the places, and a smile appeared on his face.

The lens is pulled in.

The circle of pencils is Jiang Hao's favorite place. It is near Violet Mountain, only a few kilometers away from Repulse Bay and Deep Bay. You can see the sea from afar on the mountain. It is an excellent place for feng shui.

This is the most desirable part of several Feng Shui treasures that Jiang Hao is interested in to build Taoist temples.

Just before Qiu Zhi's assistant came, he had just seen the name of the person who belonged to the plot, Delong Real Estate, and the boss Qiu Zhi.

You said, isn't this a coincidence?

It's like God is destined.

Hohohohoho.

Although Qiu Zhi’s plot is only more than 200 acres, it is in the best position, which is the main hall and side hall, which is sufficient for the early stage.
Chapter completed!