Grandpa Had Worked a Miracle

Once she confirmed the system had started working, Ming Jiu took out her phone and began making calls one by one.

The mobile home company and the RV were both in City L, near City B. It would only take a short drive to get there.

Just in case, she and the people in charge agreed on two possible times: this afternoon or tomorrow morning.

If the inheritance procedures proved too cumbersome, she would have to go to City L tomorrow morning. Setting two times ensured she would not make a wasted trip.

After making the two calls, Ming Jiu had the system find a reliable car rental company online. After another call, she added a rental company employee on WeChat. Opening the mini-program they sent her, Ming Jiu lowered her head and carefully picked out a car.

Ming Jiu was so busy she did not even look up, while Ming Rong turned into a full-on sister-watching fanatic, her gaze utterly focused.

By the time the representative entered the reception room with the documents and certificates, Ming Jiu had already chosen her rental car and paid the deposit and rent—a SUV, with more interior space than her own car, worth roughly four to five hundred thousand yuan.

Ming Jiu paid ten days' rent upfront.

Her own car would be delivered to City B tomorrow, but out-of-town license plates faced numerous restrictions in City B. She did not have time to queue up and deal with the paperwork.

Besides, once the blizzard arrived, paperwork for out-of-town cars would no longer matter.

At first, she had wanted to get a legendary minivan outright. Over the next few days, she would likely need to shop for supplies herself. A minivan was low-key and could carry plenty of cargo, making it the ideal choice.

But on second thought, driving such a vehicle to handle real estate matters would draw too much attention, so she had to settle for the next best thing.

The rental company would deliver the car to the trust company's downstairs parking garage within two hours. Ming Jiu put away her phone and began reviewing the documents and certificates the representative had brought out.

First came the real estate.

One single-story courtyard had been split into two homes within the Fifth Ring, in Dragonview Court, measuring 200 and 150 square meters respectively.

As Ming Jiu looked through the documents, the representative explained the situation.

"Old Mr. Zuo's courtyard was not large. Under the contract, our company was not only responsible for safeguarding the assets, but also for managing and investing them. The second, 150-square-meter home was purchased in full with the demolition compensation."

"Part of the remaining money was used to renovate the two homes. Both have been rented out over the past few years and properly maintained."

"Although housing prices are not as high as they were two years ago, they have still risen by nearly one-third compared to when the homes were purchased. This investment was very successful."

Ming Jiu had already found the residential complex's exact location on her map app.

An enormous surprise. A fortune falling from the sky!

Grandpa had worked a miracle—the complex was within the future safe base's boundaries, less than a hundred meters from the base walls. The location was not ideal, but it was already very good.

If the two homes had not been within the base, then to maximize her profits, she could only have disposed of them and turned them into cash as quickly as possible.

Even if she slashed the price heavily, it would be difficult to complete all the procedures in just over ten days.

By the time she got the money, the blizzard would have already begun. Prices would soar, and it would be hard to spend the money again.

Between the money from selling the two homes and two homes within the safe base, the latter's value was immeasurable.

"Miss Ming, before coming in, I spoke with the real estate agency. The 200-square-meter home is still rented out, and its lease expires in March. The 150-square-meter home became vacant last month and does not yet have a tenant."

Ming Jiu nodded. "I understand."

The representative continued, "You can choose a time, and we will follow up on the property registration procedures throughout. Miss Ming, do you plan to register your household in City B?"

Ming Jiu nodded. She did indeed need a City B household registration.

The two homes were nice, but not ideal. If she wanted to live comfortably in the safe base, she still needed to continue looking into buying property.

"Alright. When are you available?"

Ming Jiu said, "The sooner, the better."

"Then tomorrow. I'll make an appointment online first, and the property certificates can be processed tomorrow morning. Household registration will take time, but with a household registration transfer certificate, that should generally be enough if you need proof of registration during that period."

After they finished discussing the properties, the representative continued taking out documents.

Before his death, the old man had left Ming Jiu ten million yuan, which had remained in fixed-term savings until she came of age.

Adding the remaining demolition compensation, interest, and years of rental income from the two homes, the total now exceeded fifteen million yuan.

Ming Jiu quickly did the math—her family had seventeen million yuan, she had scavenged over twenty million yuan in cash, and with the money Grandpa had left her, she had more than fifty-two million yuan in total.

Tsk. Rich. Far too rich.

"These are the documents related to the bank safe-deposit box. If you are in a hurry, Miss Ming, we can go to the bank and complete the handover now. The inheritance deposit is also in that bank."

Ming Jiu glanced at the time. It was not yet ten-thirty in the morning, and the bank with the safe-deposit box was near the trust company, only a short walk away.

"Alright." Ming Jiu stood up. "Is the real estate agency far? I want to settle everything as quickly as possible. I do not plan to keep renting out either home."

"Alright. We'll go to the bank first. After the banking procedures are done, I can drive you to the real estate agency for the handover."

The representative stood as well and quickly organized the documents Ming Jiu had already gone through.

"Please wait a moment. I'll go put on my coat."

Ming Jiu was very satisfied with the representative's efficiency.

Throughout the handover process, neither side mentioned that the contract had exceeded its time limit. Ming Jiu was not particularly curious about what Zuo Zhenrong had done behind the scenes, either.

Compared with satisfying her curiosity, she wanted to get the houses and money into her own hands as soon as possible.

The trust company was only one intersection away from the bank. In less than three minutes, they were standing in the bank lobby.

The representative briefly explained the situation to the staff. They had not made an appointment in advance, but a deposit of over ten million yuan still counted as VIP-level, so the manager personally came out and invited Ming Jiu and the others into a VIP reception room.

The withdrawal process went smoothly. To avoid being pressured into buying wealth management products, Ming Jiu simply opened a bank card, removed its transaction limit, and transferred all fifteen-plus million yuan from the old man's inheritance account into the new card.

After providing the necessary documents, they also retrieved the contents of the safe-deposit box. The old man's love for his granddaughter had been quite practical—homes, money, and gold.

The safe-deposit box held twenty 100-gram gold bars. After completing the handover with the bank, Ming Jiu canceled the safe-deposit box service.

Two kilograms of gold could be exchanged for 200 system coins. Ming Jiu was very satisfied and directly packed the gold bars into her backpack.

They spent nearly forty minutes at the bank. The moment Ming Jiu stepped outside, she received a call from the rental company. Their employee had driven the car into the trust company's underground parking garage and was waiting inside it.

Everything was going smoothly.

Ming Jiu let out a breath. Without wasting time, she took Xiao Rong's hand and called for the representative to head back with them.

Halfway there, her phone rang again. Ming Jiu took it out and looked at the contact name on the caller ID—Zuo Junhao.

She did not answer immediately, instead calling out to the system in her mind.

Are those people moving that slowly?

Zuo Junhao still had the leisure to call her?

System: [They have already received the evidence and are currently verifying it. They will make a move soon.]

Reassured, Ming Jiu answered the call.

"Xiao Jiu?"

Zuo Junhao's voice was the classic male-god type that perfectly suited popular tastes—deep without sounding affected, calm and gentle in tone, easily leaving a good impression on others.

It had been like that even on the day she was killed.