Chapter 392 - 232: Careful "Planning" for the Middle East

Chapter 392: Chapter 232: Careful "Planning" for the Middle East

To think that they were just dabbling in commercial real estate and hotel management for fun, yet a single move was enough to make their competitors restless!

Peng Yu left as well, but Chen Xiao didn’t pop out to give him another scare.

He was deep in thought. Xu Wu had mentioned once during a casual chat that Xiao Qi’s friend wanted to develop business and trade in Southeast Asia and the Middle East.

’We could offer some support and slowly enter the international market.’

’But considering Junxiao Group’s current products, there isn’t much room for collaboration with Hassan.’

As for commercial real estate, both Chen Xiao and Xu Wu felt there was no point in expanding it abroad.

Hotels were a possibility, but Gao Yue had just taken over and was still familiarizing herself with the business. She couldn’t take such a huge leap all at once.

New energy vehicles were another option, but Junxing Auto was still in its early stages. It would be difficult to launch a hit product with both high sales and a good price point in such a short time.

’Looking at it this way, there really isn’t much potential for short-term collaboration.’

Besides, Chen Xiao could tell from Hassan’s tone earlier that 30 million US dollars was already a huge fortune in his eyes.

But for Junxiao Group, that amount was only enough for Junxiao Business Management to buy half a shopping plaza in a county-level city.

’So, our international friend has the ambition, but not the money!’

He was an Arab, but not every Arab sits on an oil field counting money.

’Middle East... Middle East...’

As he thought about Hassan and Xiao Qi’s experience, Chen Xiao’s eyes suddenly lit up. ’Perhaps there really is an opportunity for collaboration, and a huge one at that!’

This was something he needed to go back and plan out in detail with Xu Wu.

"Chen Xiao, your eyes have been darting all over the place. Are you plotting something against someone?"

Zhao Xiangjun only spoke after he finished his train of thought. She had been holding her tongue, afraid to interrupt him.

"Plotting against you, of course!"

Chen Xiao retorted playfully.

"Plotting what?"

"Tonight, we can... research a few new positions."

"Chen Xiao, you’re impossible!"

Seeing her speechless expression, Chen Xiao roared with laughter.

「Happiness Garden, Zhao Hui’s home.」

Mr. Zhao sat on the sofa, drinking tea. Ever since Xiangjun got together with Chen Xiao, he hadn’t gone out to work. But he was the type who couldn’t sit idle and was constantly pestering Zhao Hui to find a job for him.

Arranging a job would have been simple, but Zhao Hui had his own reasons for hesitating. Now that he had turned over a new leaf, he often reflected on his past and felt he owed his parents a great deal.

His income was high now, so he just wanted his father to rest. If the old man truly couldn’t stand being idle, he could at least wait until after the Spring Festival to start a job.

The Zhao family certainly didn’t need Mr. Zhao’s income anymore, and a job could be arranged for him at any time.

Mrs. Zhao and her daughter-in-law, Wang Yan, were packing in one of the rooms. As they worked, Wang Yan asked, "Mom, Zhao Hui said we’re moving to Xiangshan Forest Language. I looked it up online. The cheapest places there cost over a hundred thousand per square meter! It’s a rich person’s area. Is it really okay for us to move there?"

Still packing, Mrs. Zhao said, "Are you saying you don’t want to move?"

"No, that’s not it!"

"Then what are you getting at?"

Wang Yan was simply so happy she’d gotten carried away. Ever since Zhao Hui mentioned moving to Xiangshan Forest Language, she had been too excited to sleep for several days. Zhao Hui was always busy; he had only mentioned the move in passing and hadn’t had time to share any of the details with her.

She had dreamed their new place was nearly 200 square meters. Good heavens, that was something she only dared to imagine in her dreams!

But when she woke up and checked online, she found that the smallest units there were 189 square meters. Wasn’t this a dream come true?

The only downside was that darn husband of hers, Zhao Hui. He was out from dawn till dusk every day, and even when he got home, he was busy with work. She hadn’t had a chance to confirm which floor plan they were getting, but the smallest was 189 square meters, right?

Wang Yan knew on some level that Xiangjun’s boyfriend was very rich, but she had no idea just *how* rich. Zhao Hui rarely discussed it at home.

Ever since becoming the vice president of Junxiao Square, he had been carrying himself more and more like a leader.

"Mom, what kind of place are we getting over there?"

Mrs. Zhao asked in surprise, "Ah Hui didn’t tell you?"

’What? He told *you*?’ Wang Yan instantly caught the implication.

"He didn’t! He leaves early and comes back late every day. When he’s home, he’s busy with work, and then he’s gone at the crack of dawn. We haven’t had a chance to talk about it!"

Mrs. Zhao said, "You two share a bed and you still don’t have time to talk. How would your father and I know anything!"

Wang Yan lowered her head, feeling wronged. ’Then shouldn’t I be asking your son?’ she thought.

Zhao Hui was indeed very busy. He had told his parents that Chen Xiao bought a house in Xiangshan Forest Language for them and Grandma to move into, which would make it more convenient for Xiangjun to visit.

He had mentioned at the time that it was a villa, but Wang Yan happened to be out walking their child. By the time she got back, Zhao Hui just told her they were moving to Xiangshan Forest Language and didn’t specifically emphasize that it was a villa.

This led Wang Yan to mistakenly think Zhao Hui was playing favorites.

"It’s a villa. Chen Xiao even had Ah Hui specifically tell your father and me that we’d be able to plant a vegetable garden!"

After saying this, Mrs. Zhao herself chuckled. The biggest selling point of an entire villa was that you could plant vegetables. If the developers knew, they’d probably want to cry.

They had probably never considered that as a marketing angle.

Wang Yan didn’t even notice that detail. Her mind went blank, and only one word echoed inside it: villa!

’A villa? I, Wang Yan, am actually going to live in a villa one day? And a villa in Xiangshan Forest Language, at that!’

’I only dared to dream of 200 square meters! How big is a villa? It must be over 300 square meters, right?’

"Mom, have you called a moving company yet?"

Mrs. Zhao realized her daughter-in-law seemed a bit dazed today. "What do we need a moving company for? We only have a few things. We can get it all in two trips with the van."

Wang Yan said, "But what about the furniture? The beds? How is a van supposed to carry all that? We need to hire a moving company!"

Mrs. Zhao stopped what she was doing. "No wonder you’ve been so busy pulling out quilts and bedsheets. You’re completely missing the point!"

"The new place has everything. We just need to bring our daily necessities. Ah Hui said it’s fully furnished. If we find we’re missing something, we can just buy it there!"

"If we really had to move everything, do you think your father would be sitting there on the sofa, calmly smoking his cigarettes? You’re really not using your head today!"

Wang Yan stared at the comforters and bedding sets she had struggled to pull out of the closet, wanting to cry but having no tears to shed.