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Chapter 695 — Bargain Flats

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"They say they're going to call everyone together in the next few days to discuss compensation. After what happened last time, they'll probably raise the price a bit—but not by much, I expect!" Mother Tang sighed. "Our house is gone anyway. Whatever they pay, we'll take it. I don't even want to think about it anymore. Right now I'm just wondering—should we rent a place first, or buy one?"

Wei Zhao really had no business interfering in the compensation matter. He couldn't very well go see Zhao Qibing again and threaten him into paying Mother Tang a little money, could he? He'd already brought down one of the man's buildings—that just about evened the score. He'd let him off for now.

If Zhao Qibing ever found out what Wei Zhao was thinking, he'd probably cough up blood in fury! One whole high-rise traded for a shabby one-story flat—and even that only "just about" evened the score? The man was beyond shameless.

"Let's buy one. Renting isn't a real solution." That was Wei Zhao's view—buying a place was always less of a headache than renting.

"Buy a house..." Mother Tang felt the sting of it. Tang Jucheng and Tang Zhi had both said the same thing earlier—buy a place. With the fifty thousand yuan Wei Zhao had given them, plus what they'd saved before, they had more than enough for a big house. But Mother Tang didn't want to drain it all at once. If the family had no savings left, then this hard-won feeling of being well-off would vanish as quickly as it had come.

Seeing Mother Tang's pained expression, how could Wei Zhao not guess what she was thinking? He smiled faintly and said, "Auntie Wang, I know a friend who used to be in real estate development. He should know quite a few developers. Let me give him a call and ask—see if there are any bargain flats or the like?"

"Sure, that'd be wonderful! Could you ask him for me, quick?" The streak of bargain-hunting in Mother Tang's bones hadn't changed one bit. Hearing that Wei Zhao might be able to get her a cut-rate flat, she perked up at once! Truth be told, even if Wei Zhao couldn't find a bargain, with Tang Jucheng and Tang Zhi insisting, Mother Tang would still have agreed to buy. But if Wei Zhao's connections could save them a tidy sum, why on earth not?

Mother Tang was quite pleased with herself for having thought to consult Wei Zhao about this. Imagine if she'd foolishly gone straight out to buy a house—what a loss that would have been!

Wei Zhao called Fatty Lai. Fatty Lai was in a state of extreme excitement at the moment—the press conference had gone off splendidly, and he was confident no further advertising would be needed before the product launch. With all those media reports, it would be harder for Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals *not* to become famous!

After all, the mass fainting incident at the First High School had been blown up tremendously by Can Lang, and the online hit count had already reached the hundreds of millions. Netizens across the whole country had their eyes on this matter!

And Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals had cracked the mass fainting case at the most critical moment and swiftly compounded the corresponding antidote—a response speed that was enough to make them the envy of all competitors! By then, the name of Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals would resound across the entire internet.

"Boss!" Fatty Lai picked up the phone.

"I hear your press conference went pretty well?" Wei Zhao hadn't watched it himself, but on the way over he'd heard even the taxi drivers talking about it—saying how amazing Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals was, curing an illness the hospitals couldn't.

"Ha, if it weren't for the boss's formula, everything I did would've been for nothing!" Fatty Lai kept a clear head; he wasn't about to get smug over it. He knew very well that it all came down to Wei Zhao's poison formula and antidote formula. Without those two, no matter how silver-tongued he was, he'd still need someone to believe him.

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