Small countries that survive around big countries have a thinking that we cannot understand because they are too susceptible to the influence of mainland countries. Seoul gathers more than 50% of its citizens with 0.6% of its land. The housing prices in Gangnam District are equivalent to more than 100,000 yuan, which is also an end point that ordinary people cannot reach.

What makes young people even more anxious is that such housing prices are still rising. As mentioned above, it will be affected by surrounding big countries. As long as the rich people overflow there, they think Seoul is not bad, then the price will be bought soon.

The most annoying thing is that the rich may not necessarily live here, they just hold it, which is equivalent to occupying the pit and not stool. Moreover, some Chinese have realized that the housing prices in Seoul can also be speculated, and the bad impact it brings is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Wen Xiaoguang looked at the lights of Wanjia below through the hotel glass. The tea in the white porcelain cup in his hand rose hot steam. He said, "Do you want to drink a little too? Are you not thirsty after drinking?"

The woman drunk on the sofa was motionless.

"I know you're not drunk." Wen Xiaoguang sighed, seeing if he would 'take advantage of others' danger, is he too frustrated'.

But Jin Yuqiao still didn't move.

So he turned around and put down the teacup, "If you don't want to get up, I'll leave first."

He put his hands in his pockets until the door was at that time when he heard Jin Yuqiao calling him, "This woman was somewhat drunk, but she was definitely not drunk."

“…I almost fell asleep just now.”

Wen Xiaoguang almost squirted out a sip of water, "It's not the first day I met you, so why are you acting?"

Jin Yuqiao complained in her heart that you don’t want to give you a chance. If you still destroy the atmosphere like this, how could such a man be? But then she thought about it, compared to the kind of person who always thinks about sending her a text message and how to catch her, this kind of cold man is more handsome.

"Thank you."

"What?"

"Thank you for bringing me back."

Wen Xiaoguang gave a look and thought to himself that you finally knew.

"But, what should I do in the future?"

"From the future?" In fact, he had never thought about this, "What will happen in the future?"

Jin Yuqiao raised her mouth, "I thought I had something with you in the future, so what should I do?"

Wen Xiaoguang understood, "Drink some water, you can be more awake."

Jin Yuqiao was held back again, and had no choice but to hold up the teacup and observe the environment of the room. She was very familiar with the scenery outside. As for Seoul, this should be a luxury suite in the hotel.

Ordinary people look high-end, but after watching too much, they feel very empty and quite deserted.

It is too clean sometimes without the smell of fireworks.

Wen Xiaoguang also sat back, "... Actually, I'm a little curious. What you mentioned are the chaebol and beauty, how does that work system?"

Jin Yuqiao's face paused slightly. She had less smiles and joy before, but she did not cry but suddenly made fun of her. "President Wen, you are so handsome, you don't need to know those things. As long as you open your arms, what kind of woman will not pounce on you?"

Wen Xiaoguang defended, "I asked, either because I wanted to try it, or because I was curious."

"Actually, I'm even more curious," Ms. Jin suddenly got up and went to Wen Xiaoguang's side. "People like President Wen have successfully started their business so early and have nothing to lack. What kind of desires are there not to satisfy?"

The fragrant wind is refreshing, and the delicate shape is full of temptation.

The big guy swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He seemed to overestimate himself. The impact force in front of him was still different. It was like looking at the number 1000000, but it would be different if it was a lot of cash hitting you in the face.

Wen Xiaoguang took a deep breath, turned his head and asked, "What are you doing for?"

"It's also a desire, like other women, for you. Have you ever thought that maybe I will be different from those Chinese girls..."

This sentence ignited Wen Xiaoguang, and more importantly, when he took people away, what should happen in the eyes of others would happen, and he would still be a saint in vain.

Perhaps the goddess of Korean style is the dream of a young man when he was young. When his dreams shine into reality, it is a bit different from the passion that was echoed in the past. It is difficult to find a sample of the special experience of exotic flavors from the past. In short, he didn't remember anything else, and only saw that this leg semen was really long and white.

It was originally a world of fame and fortune on earth, so why bother to say that love is in my heart?

"This housing speculation group has come to Jiangnan District, but the *** government has indeed relaxed loan supervision and will not be able to lower housing prices in the next few years."

On the plane back home, He Nan talked about his experiences in Seoul without saying a word.

This trend is not difficult to see, but it is useless, just like who doesn’t know that houses in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen have investment value?

Most people do not lack such judgment.

Wen Xiaoguang looked down at the magazine and replied: "I have already bought it."

"Born?" He Nan was surprised. "When did you buy it?"

“I bought it the day before yesterday.”

"But……"

He wanted to say that he had almost all of Wen Xiaoguang's itinerary, and he didn't know when Mr. Wen bought a house.

Wen Xiaoguang also understood what he meant, "It just bought a double-storey apartment, which didn't take me too much time."

He Nan couldn't say anything. After returning to Beijing, they went home. He was his wife to pick him up. This was a "triumphant". Being able to visit Mr. Wen is basically a person in the core circle. The years of struggle have passed by, but now the mountains and rivers are different.

However, He Nan sat in the passenger seat and was a little thoughtful, unaware of his wife's excitement. Then he said his thoughts, "When I used to earn only 10,000 yuan per month, I felt that my life with an annual salary of one million must be full of glory, but in fact, I have seen more of it now, instead..."

"What's wrong?"

"Hi, nothing. But it makes sense to understand what my father said before. Little wealth depends on hard work, and great wealth depends on fate. The biggest gap between people is actually the gap in fate." He muttered twice, and he tilted his body over there. "Mr. Wen went to Seoul and bought a luxury house in Gangnam District without even leaving the face."

"I heard it was surprised at first, but Isn't it normal to think about it carefully?"

He Nan shook his head slightly, "This is normal. But I have been following him and have hardly seen him talk about this. I don't know when someone bought it. What I want to say is that this may be a decision he made casually in a few minutes."

What he meant was that the result of the decision was normal, but the process was terrifying to think about it carefully.

The person on the main driver's eyebrows slightly fell and seemed to understand the meaning, "How much does it cost?"

"The most expensive thing in Seoul is not much cheaper than ours. You must want it tens of millions."

I just need to understand it in my heart, and I won’t say much about gossip. Some people in China like to buy it in South Korea, especially the real estate in Jeju Island, which is almost bought into a Chinese island. I don’t know how many of the land owners on the island are Chinese.

For Wen Xiaoguang himself, this kind of expense is almost nothing and cannot represent any change in his mood. Unlike ordinary people who change houses and develop cities, he just bought another ordinary product.
Chapter completed!