Transmigrating into the Genius Cannon Fodder’s Aunt

Chapter 52.3 – Birthday Banquet: Last Part (III)

Fan Xiuzhi loudly gave an order to her agent in Hainan. “Buy two more lots while the price is down.”

Old Master Ning’s face changed dramatically. He no longer bothered with saving face for her. “Xiuzhi, calm down!”

Fan Xiuzhi gave a light smile, unbothered. “Dad, we have to believe in Xiao Yang.”

Ning Shaoyang clenched his jaw so tightly it hurt, his palms drenched in cold sweat—but he couldn’t let his mother lose face.

Fan Xiuzhi’s actions did calm a good number of people. She quickly followed up with a reassurance: “There’s also the policy factor. These policies were personally set by the government—how could there possibly be a mistake?”

“I invited Director Qi here today. Once he arrives, we’ll ask him ourselves. If the market really crashed like this, then the entire domestic real estate sector would be in trouble. The government surely wouldn’t allow that.”

But Xia Mian knew what Fan Xiuzhi didn’t know—that this exact scenario was unfolding right now. Because of this incident, the domestic real estate sector remained in decline for years. This was the lowest point for housing prices in the country.

But these people didn’t know that. Hearing Fan Xiuzhi’s words, they relaxed a little—but their eyes started drifting frequently toward the door.

People kept asking, “When is Director Qi arriving?”

Zhu Yuanhai, who was in the middle of discussing an art exhibition with Ning Shaoyun, suddenly remembered something. “Ah, I forgot—are you talking about Director Qi Jianguo?”

Director Qi had become like a last hope to these people. So the moment Zhu Yuanhai spoke, the crowd swarmed him. “Yes, Director Qi Jianguo—do you know him?”

Wei Hongqiu frowned, “This is Professor Zhu Yuanhai.”

“Right, Professor Zhu… By the way, what did you say about Director Qi…”

“Are you perhaps looking for Director Qi, too?” Fan Xiuzhi, already irritable, didn’t bother with pleasantries. “But I’m the one who invited Director Qi today. If you need something from him, figure it out yourself. We’ve got tens of millions riding on this deal—we can’t afford delays.”

Even with his good temper, Zhu Yuanhai was a bit offended. “Relax,” he chuckled. “I’m not looking for him. He actually asked me to pass a message to you, President Fan, but I nearly forgot about it.”

Fan Xiuzhi turned sharply toward him. “What do you mean? Why would Director Qi ask you to pass me a message?”

“Because I was the one who received his invitation.” Zhu Yuanhai said with a mocking smile. “Your family’s threshold is way too high. As Xiao Yun’s senior, I wanted to drop by and offer birthday wishes, but I couldn’t get in. When I found out Xiao Qi had an invitation, I went and snatched it from him…”

“What did you just say?!” Fan Xiuzhi’s voice rose uncontrollably.

Zhu Yuanhai continued, “Well, don’t get worked up now. Even if I hadn’t snatched it, he wouldn’t have come.”

“Because he had to go on a business trip to Hainan, he wouldn’t be able to attend the birthday celebration, so he asked me to deliver his apology,” Zhu Yuanhai continued.

The entire room exploded.

“What?!”

“A work trip to Hainan? What does that mean—does it have to do with the crash?”

“President Fan, we only invested based on your word. You can’t drag us down!”

“You did say, didn’t you, that if there were losses, you’d take responsibility—?”

Some people immediately took action, pulling out their phones. “Sell now! Now! A loss is better than total collapse!”

Fan Xiuzhi pressed down on her pounding heart, trying hard to calm the crowd. “It’s nothing—listen to me! Maybe the higher-ups just thought the sudden crash was suspicious and went over to investigate.”

“The government won’t allow the real estate market to collapse.”

“Most likely it’s because Director Qi is doing some rectification work, and that’s what caused the drop. Once the dust settles, the price will rebound even higher…”

Gamblers always believe the next bet will turn everything around. Many present shared the same mindset as Fan Xiuzhi.

Someone gritted their teeth and said, “President Fan makes sense. I’ll hold on a bit longer!”

Fan Xiuzhi smiled smoothly. “I’m certainly holding on. In fact, I’m planning to buy more while the price is low.”

To stabilize the crowd further, she quickly shifted topics. “Well, it’s unfortunate that Director Qi can’t make it, but isn’t Mr. Mo from Mohe still coming?”

Those concerned with the Hainan market, seeing she had no more answers, hurried off to find their own sources of information.

Meanwhile, those eyeing a slice of the mobile phone market perked up at the mention of Mohe and began moving toward her.

At this point, Fan Xiuzhi stopped trying to build suspense—she pulled out her phone and made a call on the spot.

It was answered quickly, and her face lit up with excitement. “Really? Great, I’ll come out to meet you right away!”

She hung up and said enthusiastically, “Mr. Mo from Mohe is about to arrive! Let’s go greet him.”

A wave of people surged after her toward the entrance.

Rong Xin glanced at the few remaining people in the hall who were nearly losing their minds from anxiety. “Once Brother Mo gets here, I bet the whole place is going to be in this state.”

Ning Shaobai said nothing.

Rong Xin asked again, “So Brother Mo’s coming, huh? Brother Bai, do they know you’re connected to the Ning family?”

Ning Shaobai shook his head. “They don’t know how to pretend. It’s best to keep them in the dark.”

Xia Mian caught the implication. “Tsk, what an evil guy.”

Ning Shaobai gave her a look.

Xia Mian instantly remembered that she still needed to curry this big boss’ favor to make money, so she quickly grinned and said, “Well played. I’m very much looking forward to it!”

Ning Shaobai smiled faintly.

That smile made his grandfather, who had been watching him closely, feel a deep chill. He quickly called his younger grandson over. “Go talk to your mother. I gave those shares to your brother to help both of you!”

Ning Shaoyang wasn’t stupid. Having started to realize what was going on, he hurriedly ran out.

But if Fan Xiuzhi were the type to listen, things wouldn’t have escalated this far.

As the car approached, she leaned toward her son and sneered softly, “Your grandfather’s just fooling you. Your brother listened to him once too—look how that turned out.”

Just as Ning Shaoyang opened his mouth to speak again, a sleek black sedan rolled to a stop at the door.

From inside, Ning Shaobai and Rong Xin watched the scene. Rong Xin sighed, “Your grandpa’s clever enough to see the situation. What a pity…”

Ning Shaobai’s lips curled into a faint smirk.