Chapter 537: Visiting Ningxia

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"It's like pouring a cup of water into a cartwheel." Wang Zheng took a sip of coffee and sighed, saying, "An Ideal City is just one small project; how many houses can it sell Although the scale is indeed large, compared to the entire nation, what difference does it make Even if we consider only the province of Nanjiang, it's still insufficient. Once all the houses in the Ideal City are sold out, the surrounding property prices will rise again."

"Take it slow," Zhang Miaomiao softly consoled him. "At least you've taken your first step and have seen tangible results."

“But there’s no better way to approach this matter.” Wang Zheng didn’t revel in the success of the Ideal City; rather, he said, “Taking such small steps is indeed too slow.”

In fact, relying solely on the sales efforts of Wang Zheng and Jurong from one housing project after another could hardly solve the fundamental problem of excessively high property prices. The results achieved would be fleeting at best, and it was unclear when a nationwide success might be realized.

"Ultimately, policy guidance is key," Zhang Miaomiao stated. "Even though many first-tier cities already have tens of thousands of unsold commercial properties, given China's basic situation of land scarcity, property prices will continue to rise in the coming years. This also constitutes a significant part of local government revenue. Therefore, achieving your goals really does seem daunting."

"Unless," Zhang Miaomiao’s eyes sparkled as she said, "you can establish your own order. Having your own order isn’t necessarily bad for a grand dictator."

Establishing his own order A grand dictator

Wang Zheng shook his head with a wry smile and said, “This is too exhausting; it's never been my life goal.”

"I understand, so no matter what choice you make, I will be there to support you," Zhang Miaomiao smiled gently and said, "Still the same thing, when you feel tired, remember to think of me."

Wang Zheng reached out to ruffle Zhang Miaomiao's hair and said, “I will.”

After bidding farewell to Zhang Miaomiao, Wang Zheng bought a train ticket to Peizhou by himself.

Travelling without a private car was indeed somewhat inconvenient, but taking the train or bus wasn't bad either. With an attitude of enjoying the scenery along the way, stopping and starting could ease one's mind considerably.

From Jinling to Peizhou by train would take four hours. Wang Zheng purposely didn’t buy a high-speed train ticket because it was too fast; he'd hardly be able to sit down before getting off. He wasn't in any rush, and the regular train allowed him to experience life more intimately.

Looking at Nanjiang's landscape always brought up a strong sense of familiarity within Wang Zheng. Perhaps this piece of land naturally gave him a feeling of closeness.

Alderman Sheng was also from Nanjiang and hadn't visited his sister-in-law in a long time. Shen Fei had been busy with work; now she was the chief designer at Lanhai, flying all over the country day and night, so Wang Zheng hardly ever saw her.

After getting off the train, Wang Zheng flagged down a taxi directly heading to the Hope School that Ningxia built on his behalf.

Ningxia hadn't been seen for ages. All matters concerning the school were handled by Jiang Yiping, Nanjiang’s head of Jirong International Group, and Ningxia herself. For such a long time, Ningxia had never proactively reported to Wang Zheng once, perhaps really seeing them as superior-subordinate relationships.

Of course, this was not what Wang Zheng hoped for. He wished that the girl would want to contact him but felt too shy to do so.

The school covered six hundred acres of land, and construction on two teaching buildings, two dormitory buildings, and a sports field was underway simultaneously. Naturally, it would take quite some time, and at least by year-end, the first phase of the project could be completed. It would require another year to finish enrolling students and start operating.

Compared to some government projects, this progress was incredibly fast.

Looking at the teaching building that had already reached five floors, Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes in a smile.

Like lowering housing prices, this was also his dream. From Yicheng to Peizhou, his dreams remained unchanged. Gazing upon the construction site, he seemed to hear the clear voices of students reading books and saw children immersed in the ocean of knowledge with lively smiles on their faces.

Without much thought, Wang Zheng stepped towards the makeshift office at the construction site. Through the window, he already saw Ningxia.

A few days without seeing her, this girl seemed unchanged. She still wore a simple and elegant white chiffon shirt, with half-length pants that reached just above her knees, her hair tied up in a ponytail, her features clear and delicate, her gaze as enchanting as ever. Although the overall style was simple, it looked very neat and graceful.

However, Ningxia at present was arguing with a group of men; no, to be precise, she was reasoning with them. Yet, Ningxia's pretty face had turned red from frustration, while those men still appeared indifferent and unmoved, not taking in anything she said.

Among these men, some were bare-chested, wearing thick gold chains around their necks, unshaven beards covering their faces, with tanned skin – clearly idle middle-aged hoodlums from the local area.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zheng's face immediately darkened. Ning Xia’s office door was open; Wang Zheng walked in and stood behind a group of people who hadn’t noticed him.

"I’ve told you guys so many times that the government has already distributed the land compensation money for this school site. You insist on saying you haven’t received any money Then go find the town government! Just now, I asked them for you; the mayor personally said they have already issued the compensation funds. What else do you want" Facing a group of burly bare-chested men, Ning Xia was clearly at a disadvantage in terms of demeanor.

"I say we didn’t get it, and that’s final!" The ringleader was named Da Li; he had a thick build, a shaved head, and a scar across his face, making him look quite fierce. His muscular arms were even wider than Ning Xia's waist.

Da Li was the most notorious thug in this area; he was thirty-five years old and got married last year. He had previously been convicted for rape and served several years in prison. After being released, he began to cause trouble here, extorting protection money or small sums of cash from people. Ordinary folks didn’t dare offend him, which only fueled his arrogance.

"Brothers, have you guys gotten the money" Da Li glanced sideways at a few men behind him.

"We haven’t got any!"

"Get what You think it’s so easy to get government money"

"The town government only gave such little compensation; it isn't even enough for me to pay one night at the nightclub!"

However, the last fellow slipped up and revealed that these guys weren’t actually saying they hadn’t gotten any money—they just thought the amount was too small.had sharp senses. Upon seeing the black glint, he instantly recognized it as the damn trilateral military dagger. He reacted instinctively by turning his head away.Whizz!The trilateral military dagger...