Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

The two of them returned to the courtyard with their own thoughts.

Peng Wanhua told his sisters about his and Qin Ying's arrangements for going south.

The eldest sister and the second sister didn't say much.

Zhou Yun and Zhou Ling, on the other hand, glanced at Qin Ying carefully and then at Peng Wanhua, as if looking for any clues of an elopement between the two.

Qin Ying looked pretty and rosy, a little embarrassed.

After being reminded by Peng Wanhua just now, without his instructions, she didn't know what to say and what not to say, so she simply pursed her lips and said nothing.

……

When the cold wind in the north makes people bundle up like furry bears, here in Xiangjiang you only need to wear a coat before going out.

"Wow~ It feels so warm here, and the sea is so blue. I don't even want to go back."

When Qin Ying got up early in the morning, she faced the vast blue sea and sky and couldn't help but sigh.

Since arriving at the villa last night, she has been extremely shocked by this large villa in a modern city.

All electrical appliances are complete, and bodyguards, nannies, and maids are all available.

After a good sleep, I couldn't wait to get up early in the morning and feel the feeling of facing the sea.

Qin Wanqiu brought her a plate of washed and cut fruits with a smile, "Girl, you've just been here for a day and you already feel so happy that you're already so happy?"

"No way, it's mainly because you are here, Mom, that I think this place is good." Qin Ying said coquettishly.

"Haha." Qin Wanqiu couldn't see through her daughter's thoughts, but she didn't expose her. She touched her head lovingly and handed her the fruit plate.

Qin Ying stuffed an orange into her mouth, feeling the sweet juice blooming in her mouth, and quietly asked with some curiosity: "Mom, why is Brother Wanhua missing so early in the morning? He went Where is it?"

Qin Wanqiu pointed to the yacht not far away on the sea and said, "Hey, isn't that right? He went out to sea with a few friends."

"Wow, he's so stingy that he doesn't even call me when we go out to sea!"

"Don't be ridiculous, he is talking about business."

Inside the yacht on the surface of Deep Water Bay.

Peng Wanhua and Zhang Bin sat on one side, and opposite them was a man with a big belly and thin hair.

This person's surname is Jiang, and he is the director of a professional and technical college in Hong Kong Island.

This technical college was formerly a missionary school. It was occupied by the Japanese during World War II and the school was abandoned after World War II. Later, when Xiangjiang's economy rose, Mr. Jiang's father bought it and transformed it into a technical school, determined to turn it into an institution of higher learning.

After taking charge of Mr. Jiang, the quality of running the school gradually deteriorated due to lack of funds.

Running a school doesn't make money, and you even have to pay for it. Mr. Jiang can no longer survive.

To make matters worse, due to the economic downturn, his stock price was directly cut off, and he had no choice but to reluctantly sell the technical college in his hands.

Zhang Bin had contacted Mr. Jiang before and felt that he could take over the land and develop the property when the time was right. Today he asked Peng Wanhua to come with him for the purpose of checking.

Peng Wanhua looked at the materials in his hand. This technical college is on the Silver Thread Bay, with Xiangjiang University of Science and Technology to the north, Tseung Kwan O to the west, and the sea to the east.

If I remember correctly, this place should have been transformed into a top-grade villa area in later generations, and the housing prices were not low.

Even if the economic environment is not good for the time being, land prices will definitely rise in three to five years.

I have to say that Zhang Bin is becoming more and more courageous now.

Peng Wanhua looked at the opposite person and was not in a hurry to speak. He looked at the other person carefully and then said slowly: "Mr. Jiang, you also know that the economy is in recession now. I don't have to cut the price, but I still have a condition."

"Please tell me." Mr. Jiang's attitude was very low.

"As far as I know, this technical college was established with great effort by your father, and you also put a lot of effort into it. If you sell it, you should know what will happen to it, right?"

Peng Wanhua didn't say it directly, but started chatting. Nowadays, Zhang Bin's reputation is gradually expanding with the construction of Huabin Building, and it is common knowledge for both parties to acquire land for real estate business.

"Well, to be honest, I don't want to either." Mr. Jiang showed a trace of reluctance on his face, "But I borrowed a large sum of money from the bank, and now they are urging me to pay it back, so I have to sell it."

Banks have always sold umbrellas on sunny days and closed them on rainy days. Now that the economy is not doing well, many banks are on the verge of bankruptcy, and they have accelerated the withdrawal of funds.

Mr. Jiang was originally a temperamental person. He inherited the technical college from his father's generation in order to deliver professional and technical talents to the society. Unfortunately, things didn't work out as he wished, and there was an economic problem, forcing him to sell off his properties to fill the hole.

In his view, making money is just a way to make a living, and his main hobby is running schools and educating people. If the bank hadn't been too tight, he would never have sold his favorite thing.

Peng Wanhua smiled slightly, "If you sell the land of the college, I'm afraid you won't be able to fill this hole, right?"

"What do you mean?" Mr. Jiang was suddenly shocked.

"It's obvious. The Xiangjiang stock market has fallen so sharply. If you don't increase the margin, I'm afraid you will be forced to liquidate your position." Peng Wanhua smiled slightly. After all, not only he can do such things as increasing leverage, but others can too.

It's just that he went short with the trend, while Mr. Jiang bucked the trend and went long in the opposite direction, and suffered a bit of a loss.

Peng Wanhua used a little trick and deceived the other party's true situation.

These days, as long as you don't manage your money, money will never be far away from you.

The only way to lose money as a seller is to speculate in real estate besides stocks.

Obviously, there is no Mr. Jiang in the real estate industry.

Mr. Jiang felt that the other party's sharp eyes seemed to have seen through him, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The reason why he found Zhang Bin was simply because Zhang Bin was willing to give cash, and he urgently needed the money to increase the margin, trying to make a final push and turn around completely.

"Are you going to take advantage of the situation?" Mr. Jiang was anxious and said a little unscrupulously.

Peng Wanhua shook his head slightly, "That's not the case. We brothers are known to be honest people, but I suggest you stop taking money to fill the bottomless pit of the stock market."

After hearing his words, Mr. Jiang gradually relaxed his worries. As for the suggestion of stock trading, he felt that the stock market has reached its bottom now and he was very confident.

Seeing that he didn't take his words to heart, Peng Wanhua smiled. In business, the most taboo thing is to talk superficially and talk deeply.

He stopped clicking and continued: "As for the price, I have no problem with it, but I have a condition."

For this technical college, what Peng Wanhua valued was not the land, but the qualifications for running the school.

This qualification may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of others. After all, there is no shortage of universities in Hong Kong.

But for Peng Wanhua, running a university that can be used by him is much more meaningful than doing real estate transactions.

At first he thought he could do something more interesting while making money, but now he is not short of money and has some ideas and plans for his future higher education.

Think about it, one day you will be successful and famous, stand on the stage and express your feelings and pretend to be: I am not interested in money. The first time I was happy was when I was the principal.

Then he brushed off his clothes and went away, hiding his merit and fame.

Tsk tsk, just ask who can compare with this B?