Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 482: What a Pity

"Back then, my parents thought, ’Why not get a house anyway?’ After all, they already had over five hundred houses; more debt wouldn’t weigh them down, and a few more would just mean more rental income. So, they took me to the developer to sign the contract. But I was unlucky—just as we arrived, my finger got caught in the door and it swelled up."

"My parents took me to the clinic. While we were there, they whispered between themselves and felt that the feng shui in that area must be unfavorable for me. To protect their unlucky child, they decided not to buy the house and opted for the money instead."

"Speaking of fate, during middle school, I got into horror movies and novels, and even loved playing haunted house games. My mom had some compensation from my grandmother’s house demolition, and we passed by an unfinished building on this side of the North City District."

Xiao Huang pointed to the building where her ex-boyfriend opened a milk tea shop, "It’s right here. When I was in middle school, this was still an incomplete building. My parents figured, with such a large sum of money, they might as well invest in this and turn it into the grandest haunted house in Quanqing City."

"At the time, I agreed with my parents’ idea. I thought kids of our generation would definitely love haunted houses, and buying an unfinished building for that would be a big money-making venture."

"My parents thought what I said made a lot of sense, so they used the demolition money to buy the building, which had just recently topped off, to create a world-class haunted house and become great businesspeople. But right after the purchase, before they even had a chance to design the haunted house, construction started on a subway and a mall over here."

"When my parents inquired, they heard this area was to be developed into a financial center. The three of us discussed it and agreed that making a haunted house here wouldn’t be profitable. Just think about it—a financial center, such a posh place. Who among the white-collar, blue-collar, or gold-collar workers would want to play haunted house games like a middle school kid?"

"So my parents had the building cleaned up, planning to just hold onto it and see what kind of business it could become. As soon as they finished tidying it up, someone came asking if it was for rent."

"If there’s money to be made, why not? So my parents rented it out."

"And just like that, they rented it out without any real plan or effort for over ten years now."

Jealousy can really tear people apart.

Rong Qingqing felt she’s evolved into a sour lemon spirit.

She rested her chin on her hand, staring dreamily at Xiao Huang, "I really admire you guys for being so laid-back and without ambition. Honestly, I wish I could be like you, carefree and unmotivated."

It’s a pity, such a pity.

Rong Qingqing is destined for a life of toil.

This life, there’s no chance for her to become poor little Xiao Huang, who just collects rent from her ex-boyfriend’s shop.

Qing City is now a top-tier city in the country, and it’s quite renowned in the world too.

Every inch of land is worth gold.

Over five hundred houses, plus a whole office building, if you add it all up.

Rong Qingqing realized for the first time that her math skills weren’t as great as she thought.

She couldn’t even count how many zeros that amounted to.

Rong Qingqing looked at Xiao Huang, up and down, left and right.

She couldn’t figure out how Xiao Huang could own a fortune that included several hundred houses.

Being called a rich lady by someone like that, Rong Qingqing felt a bit embarrassed.

Indeed, arrogance not only stagnates you but also causes regression.

In comparison, Rong Qingqing felt she became a poor person.

"Xiao Huang, you’re treating for afternoon tea today for sure." Rong Qingqing clutched her wallet in distress.

Wuwuwu, she’s so poor.