Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend-Chapter 350: The Jiang Family Wealth Rivals Nations
That area will have the most luxurious office buildings, the favorite luxury residences of young dominant CEOs, and countless beautiful women and handsome men rushing around.
It’s a place worth its weight in gold in Wanhai City, a place many young people yearn for.
Most importantly, two-thirds of the ownership of that area belongs to the Jiang Family. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Developed as one of the most influential financial centers in the country, Jiangjing Mountain, this name has become the dream destination for all young men and women in the country.
If Gu Jin guessed right, this Jiang family’s nine out of ten chances is Jiang Hanyi’s family.
She asked the person sitting beside her, "Is the neighborhood I’m living in also owned by the Jiang family?"
Qiu Qianghai smiled, "So you know? The Jiang family bought that land a few years ago."
Gu Jin followed with a smile.
Her guess is confirmed.
The current Jiang family is indeed the future wealthy and famous, yet low-key Jiang Family.
The most representative commercial street, as well as the Jiangjing Mountain area under renovation, are enough to confirm her guess.
It’s just unknown whether in the past life, Old Master Jiang passed away in this calculation.
The Jiang family can be said to be an existence akin to a nation in terms of wealth in later generations, but this family is very low-key and quite mysterious, entrusting all their business to others, while they orchestrate from behind the scenes.
The Jiang family members rarely appear in public, and there are very few reports about this family on the internet.
Moreover, Jiang Hanyi and Yu Shuo are good brothers.
So in the past life, whether Yu Shuo was able to overthrow his enemies with some help from interpersonal relationships, such as the Jiang family.
Although she doesn’t know some details very clearly, it’s probably not easy for Yu Shuo alone to overthrow an influential family.
"We’re here."
Qiu Qianghai’s voice sounded beside her ear.
Gu Jin turned her head to look out the car window, the already somewhat sizable commercial street was bustling with people, quite lively.
She pushed open the car door to get out, Qiu Qianghai came from the other side of the car, pointing to a three-story building not far away.
"How do you find this place? It used to deal in calligraphy and antiques, but the business started failing, so they gave it up. The interior decoration is still pretty good, most importantly, the price is cheap."
Looking in the direction pointed out, Gu Jin asked with a smile, "Are you talking about cheap rent, or is buying the entire small building cheap?"
Qiu Qianghai was momentarily stunned, then said with a laugh, "Naturally, both are cheap, as long as you like any of the properties here, they’re all cheap, since they all belong to the Jiang family, I can make a call, and personally acquire them at internal pricing."
Looking at the three-story building not far away, Gu Jin’s eyes showed satisfaction, "Let’s go check it out first."
"Alright—"
The two headed towards the small building.
Walking into the small building, Gu Jin could see it really belonged to the calligraphy and antique business.
The decoration has an ancient charm, full of elegant flavor, giving people a sense of stepping into a different era.
The hall on the first floor was somewhat cluttered and needed some renovation.
The second floor’s decoration was great, with a large open space, the third floor housed a reception tea room, a resting room, and a collection room.
Qiu Qianghai touched the Pixiu figurine on the third floor, getting dust on his fingers.
He rubbed his fingertips, lifting his head to look at Gu Jin who was examining the room structure ahead, asking, "How about it? Satisfied?"
"Not bad."
Gu Jin nodded, glanced at the room marked as the collection room, it was not very spacious inside.
She walked to Qiu Qianghai’s side, "I’d like to buy this place, roughly how much?"
The dust on his fingertips wouldn’t come off, Qiu Qianghai took out a white silk handkerchief from his pocket.







