City: Signing in starts with getting mind reading skills

Chapter 537 Cerebral Hemorrhage

"Yes."

Old Man Zou said: "I sold it for five hundred yuan at that time, which was a huge sum of money! I carefully hid it in my pants pocket. When I was smuggling, I woke up seven or eight times every night to see if the money was still there. Continue to sleep peacefully.”

"It wasn't until I arrived at the lighthouse that I realized that the little money I had was not worth mentioning in the lighthouse. It wouldn't even last long for food."

"Oh, the gap between Huaxia and Lighthouse is so big."

Zhou Xiaoyu continued to ask: "How big can the two courtyard houses together be?"

"More than a thousand square meters, I forgot the details. Why do you ask?"

Old Man Zou said.

Zhou Xiaoyu's mouth twitched: "Nothing? Uncle Zou, have you never checked the price of courtyard houses in the Imperial Capital of China online in these years?"

Old Man Zou looked at it with disdain: "Why are you looking for that? In those days, you could buy two sets of junk for five hundred yuan. Even if it has increased now, is it as valuable as the toilet in an ordinary apartment in Lighthouse Country?"

All the old men burst into laughter.

"It's said that toilets are overshadowed by courtyards. To be honest, I had a courtyard in the imperial capital back then. It was 200 to 300 meters away and I paid 50 yuan for it."

"Me too. Fortunately, I shot quickly, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to reach the lighthouse easily."

"Damn it, you can sell it for so much money. No one wants my shabby house in Pudong, the magical city, for twenty yuan. I can only sell it for five yuan."

……

Zhou Xiaoyu's expression became even weirder as he listened.

"What's your expression? What do you mean?"

Old man Zou couldn't help but ask when he saw it.

"Nothing, it's okay."

Zhou Xiaoyu held back his laughter and waved his hand.

He knew that Old Man Wrinkle and others wouldn't believe him if he told the truth, so he simply stopped telling it.

In addition, these old men are so pitiful that Zhou Xiaoyu cannot bear to expose them.

Old man Zou frowned.

Although he deceived himself, he was not a fool, and as the leader of a Chinese gang, he was quite shrewd. One look at Zhou Xiaoyu's expression, and he knew that he was narrow-minded and secretly laughed at them.

But what do they have to laugh at?

Suddenly, Mr. Zou remembered Zhou Xiaoyu’s question just now:

"Uncle Zou, have you never checked the prices of courtyard houses in the Imperial Capital of China online in the past few years?"

He quickly took out his mobile phone and searched online for the house prices of courtyard houses in the Imperial Capital of China.

Immediately, the search engine popped up a lot of links.

The top and most eye-catching link is: The latest transaction price of a 320 square meter courtyard house in the Chinese Imperial Capital is 120 million.

How many?

Old man Zou felt that his eyes were blurred no matter how he looked.

With trembling hands and trembling hands, he took out his reading glasses from his arms and put them on. Then he turned his phone into elderly mode and looked at it carefully.

This time it was clear.

"No way, this is fake, fake, fake news!"

Elder Zou murmured to himself.

"What's fake?"

"What's wrong, Brother Zou?"

……

The other old men heard this and saw that Old Zou looked like he was distracted. They were very curious and came closer to watch.

Immediately, they took a breath of cold air.

"Damn it, the transaction price of a 1-meter courtyard is... 2 million?"

"how is this possible?"

"It's fake, it's definitely fake. This is news from China. It's all fake news!"

"Yes."

……

Zhou Xiaoyu shrugged, as expected.

"Let's check out Lighthouse Voice. This is a website run by Lighthouse people. It specializes in exposing the dark side of China. The content must be true."

An old man said, taking out his mobile phone.

"Yes, yes, we can access foreign websites. This is the benefit of a free country."

The other old men nodded and took out their mobile phones.

"Damn it, the Voice of the Lighthouse reported that the transaction price of the courtyard house in the Imperial Capital of China was also 120 million!"

"That's what I found here too."

"It's true. Since it was said by a lighthouse country and a foreigner, it's definitely not fake news."

……

Immediately, their eyes widened with shock.

The teahouse fell silent for a moment.

"How many lighthouse dollars is 1 million?"

After a while, an old man murmured and asked.

The other old men immediately counted on their fingers.

"According to today's exchange rate, 1 million Huaxia coins is about 2 million lighthouse dollars."

Zhou Xiaoyu's voice sounded.

All the old men were shocked.

"1700 million lighthouse yuan..."

The old man who just murmured continued to murmur:

"This is several times more than the wealth that Brother Zou has worked hard to accumulate throughout his life."

Everyone looked at Old Man Zou.

Old Man Zou didn't speak, he just stared at the phone, his face turning red.

"This is only a 320-square-meter courtyard house."

I don't know who added, "Brother Zou, that's two units per 1,000 square meters. If you multiply that by three times, it's at least 50 million yuan."

"In other words, Brother Zou risked his life, endured hardships, and struggled all his life to achieve a fortune that is not even one-tenth of what he originally owned!"

"Brother Zou doesn't need to come out at all. He can keep his family and land and live comfortably. Now if he sells it, he can get tens of millions of lighthouse yuan. Not to mention this life, the next life, or even ten lifetimes will be enough."

Pfft!

Suddenly, Old Man Zou threw his head on the table.

Everyone was surprised.

"What's wrong, Brother Zou?"

someone asked.

"His blood pressure rose too fast and he suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. He needs to be sent to the hospital quickly. If it is too late, it will be too late!"

Zhou Xiaoyu said with a quick glance.

"Hurry up……"

Everyone hurriedly carried the unconscious old man Zou out of the teahouse.

In the distance, the sounds of many old men beating their chests and stamping their feet could be heard.

"I just checked the house I sold before I smuggled into the country. It's now worth tens of millions!"

"Me too. My house in Pudong has increased almost a hundred thousand times. Damn it, I have worked hard at the lighthouse for so many years and my savings are only tens of thousands of yuan."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu If I had known this, I would not have smuggled across the country back then. After working so hard for so many years, I might as well have sold a house in my hometown."

"I feel like I'm going to have a cerebral hemorrhage like Brother Zou."

……

Zhou Xiaoyu shook his head.

After all, deceiving yourself is not a long-term solution, because one day you will face reality, and you will inevitably suffer a huge blow.

At this time, the big-faced waitress came over with a tray in both hands.

On the tray is a steaming cup of black tea.

"Your black tea is ready, drink it."

The fat-faced waitress put the black tea on the table and said with a sneer.

"whee……"

There was laughter not far away, as if watching the fun.

Zhou Xiaoyu looked up.

He saw two Chinese men, also dressed as waiters, looking towards him with narrow smiles on their faces.

Seeing Zhou Xiaoyu's eyes sweeping over, the two waiters immediately put away their smiles and walked around the teahouse pretending to be nonchalant.

Zhou Xiaoyu did not touch the black tea, but continued to operate his mobile phone.

"Why don't you drink?"

The fat-faced waitress stood aside and asked in a rough voice.

"What does it matter to you whether I drink or not?"

Zhou Xiaoyu said, "Why are you still standing here? Don't be an eyesore and get out of the way."