In the northwest corner of Haidian, there was a vast expanse of cleared wasteland. It had now become a massive construction site.
The sky was thick with cranes, and countless workers filled the buildings and the ground below. Large trucks came and went along the roads, while construction materials were piled up like mountains. Before long, it would become another steel jungle that imprisoned freedom.
Qin Chuan drove Xie Qiao and Qin Qian over. Looking at it from afar, he let out an impressed exclamation. "I remember seeing it reported in the news ages ago, but this is my first time coming here. No wonder he's the richest man. This whole huge stretch of land belongs to him? If he built housing here, wouldn't he make a fortune?"
"There is a housing project, but it's not here," Xie Qiao said. "It's probably two kilometers away. It's meant to provide accommodation for employees. They're building four thousand apartments in three phases. Basically, they'll be employee dormitories. Employees who perform well will be assigned a place."
"Aren't you an old employee too?" Qin Qian asked.
"I have one." Xie Qiao nodded. "My roommates, Lu Qianran, and I each have one, and the heads of his various departments each get one too. But there's no property ownership, only usage rights. They say that as long as the company doesn't collapse, we can keep living there. If we buy our own homes, though, they'll take them back."
Wang Yan's Teachings figured those people probably wouldn't get to move in. Once the apartments were finished, their stock options would have vested and become tradable. By then, each of them would be worth tens of millions, so buying a home wouldn't be a problem. They shouldn't be competing with entry-level employees for housing. Same for us—once