Hong Xiaoyu had heard some rumors about Uncle buying unfinished apartments. It’s not that he was gloating, but he did understand a bit about this uncle’s character.

So.

Uncle Fang really has Fiery Eyes.

He hit the nail on the head.

Uncle’s demand seems to be returning the house, but in reality, he probably wants to take advantage of Fang Qing’s ability to profit from it.

"Uncle, asking for a return is definitely unrealistic. The real estate market is declining now, property values have plummeted, and no developer would refund at the original price."

Hong Xiaoyu said objectively.

"I’m not saying I want to return the house. The point is they’re not giving the house or the money back. Are we ordinary people destined to be bullied and keep quiet?"

Hong Xiaoyu was at a loss for words.

"Qing Qing, you’re a big lawyer, tell me, is my demand unreasonable?"

Zhang Zhongquan knew where his hope lay, staring at Fang Qing with eyes full of distress and anticipation that was truly heartbreaking.

"Not unreasonable."

When Fang Qing seemed to be in a difficult situation, someone stood up and spoke for her.

"But not unreasonable doesn’t mean it will be met."

Zhang Zhongquan shifted his gaze, his face twitching slightly.

You brat.

Mind your own business.

Why are you meddling?

Zhang Zhongquan is indeed extremely selfish or rather realistic. What if this boyfriend of the Fang Family’s daughter is a small business owner?

Can he bring him any profit?

But he knew he couldn’t offend the Fang Family’s daughter if he wanted her help, so he had to suppress his dissatisfaction.

"Whether it can be met or not, it’s not up to us, only the court can decide that."

Unwilling to talk more with this kid, Zhang Zhongquan quickly turned his gaze back to Fang Qing’s face.

"Attorney fees are negotiable, Qing Qing, as long as you win this case for me, I definitely won’t shortchange you."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think Qing Qing cares about money?"

Jiang Huazi quickly scolded.

Hong Xiaoyu sighed inwardly.

This uncle still had too little vision; Sister Fang Qing is someone who has been on the news.

The famous case in Kyoto where a vendor stabbed a city official was presided over by Sister Fang Qing.

Everyone knows lawyers are one of the most lucrative professions, yet lawyers are not all the same.

For an international top attorney, the fees for a case could be millions of US Dollars.

So to impress Sister Fang Qing, money is certainly not the way, nor could this uncle likely even come up with the money.

Surely, his plan would be to squeeze out a little from the profit margin; he can’t possibly use all tens of thousands of housing payments to cover legal fees.

Of course.

You can’t really blame this uncle.

Residents of small cities are mostly like this, haven’t seen much of the world, and don’t realize how vast the world is.

"Yes, yes, yes, I misspoke, Qing Qing, I’m sorry."

"What company is the developer?"

Jiang Chen asked without any sense of tact. He was obviously being ignored, but he didn’t seem to notice, constantly interjecting.

He certainly wasn’t trying to show off, it’s just that this was his relative, and the reason Qing Gege was in a dilemma, so he couldn’t just stand by.

Zhang Zhongquan looked at him impatiently, his inner dissatisfaction simmering, thinking young people just love to show off; always chiming in!

"Green Land Company."

He curtly replied.

"Is it a local real estate company in Sha City?"

Jiang Chen thought for a moment and realized he hadn’t heard of it.

"Hmm. Is there a problem?"

Zhang Zhongquan still couldn’t completely control his emotions, his tone slightly prickly.

Fang Weiguo frowned; he originally didn’t want to get involved, but seeing Zhang Zhongquan’s attitude, he felt compelled to speak — especially given the current relationships.

Jiang Chen was about to be his son-in-law.

"He also works in real estate, if it’s a well-known developer, he might help with negotiations."

Someone beat Fang Weiguo to it.

It was Fang Qing.

Someone didn’t want to see her in a difficult position, and she reciprocated, strongly "protecting her man."

What is this?

Perfect harmony and mutual respect!

"He works in real estate?"

Zhang Zhongquan was shocked, his previous impatience turning to disbelief.

He really had limited perspective, but the term ’real estate’ carries significant weight for ordinary folks. Those in this line are considered formidable!

"It’s a small local company in Sha City, he doesn’t know them."

Fang Qing’s brief statement intended to change the subject but only fueled the discussion.

Curses.

What does she mean by small company?

Green Land has several housing projects in Sha City, blatantly breaking contracts and standing up to homeowners, who struggle to claim their rights and yet it’s being downplayed as a "small company" here?

Boasting, right?!

Zhang Zhongquan wanted to shout aloud at this moment.

"Hmm, if it were a major nationwide company like Vanke or Country Garden, he might put in a word."

Zhang Zhongquan’s eyelids twitched violently, rigidly turning to look at his meddlesome nephew.

The more he spoke, the more ridiculous it sounded.

Heavens, Vanke and Country Garden entered the chat.

Does this mean Green Land’s level is too low, not worth this guy’s time?

"Xiao Yu, are you and your Sister Fang Qing’s boyfriend close?"

Zhang Zhongquan forced a smile.

"Hmm. My brother... This isn’t the first time we’ve met."

Though character is hard to change, Hong Xiaoyu had matured significantly, appearing natural and without discrepancy.

"I see."

Zhang Zhongquan didn’t suspect, how could he imagine everyone teaming up to fool him.

Or.

He completely forgot about that nephew he hadn’t contacted for many years.

"Qing Qing, I didn’t expect your boyfriend to be so impressive."

He exclaimed in admiration, with a look of awe towards the younger generation, then tentatively asked, "I wonder what your boyfriend’s company is called... must be famous as well?"

Obviously.

He still suspected there was some boasting.

"Uncle Zhang can just ask him."

Fang Qing looked down, picked up her chopsticks, and began eating the duck head covered in Sichuan pepper.

Jiang Chen smiled casually, "Hengsheng Group."

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Not only Zhang Zhongquan.

Except for Fang Qing who was biting into the duck head, everyone was shocked, and then fell silent!

Even Fang Weiguo and his wife, who had visited the Great Wall Group’s headquarters.

They had witnessed the grand, impressive scope of the Great Wall Group, but perhaps they weren’t very clear on its specific operations and businesses.

But if they didn’t know Great Wall, they surely knew the renowned Hengsheng Group?

"Which Hengsheng did you say it was?"

Zhang Zhongquan asked in a daze.

"It should be the Hengsheng Uncle knows."

Fang Qing chimed back in, fully showcasing the real-life version of harmony in marriage, then she picked up the duck head she had eaten, and in front of everyone, placed it into Jiang Chen’s bowl.

"Spicy."

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Not only Zhang Zhongquan, everyone was stunned, bewildered.