Anyone who could pay twice the price for those two plots now had most likely already obtained solid news of the demolition.
If she remembered correctly, the land here would later increase tenfold in value, if not more!
Jin Xia called An He. "An He, could you find someone to go to the old orphanage site later? Have them measure the total area of both properties precisely, then let me know."
An He had originally applied for a job as a driver.
Naturally, Jin Xia would pay her extra for this kind of outside assignment.
An He responded almost instantly. "All right, Xia. I'll find someone to measure the land right now."
As far as An He was concerned, Jin Xia had transferred quite a lot of money to her recently.
Never mind measuring the land-even if Jin Xia asked An He to personally measure the exterior walls of those two compounds right now, she would gladly do it.
On her way back to campus, Jin Xia's phone chimed with a message from An He.
An He: "Xia, the scrap yard covers six hundred square meters in total, and the three-story building has a total floor area of two hundred and eighty square meters. The orphanage covers three hundred and fifty square meters, and its two buildings have floor areas of two hundred and fifteen and three hundred square meters respectively."
That was well over a thousand square meters, even excluding the courtyards from the usable floor area.
Over a thousand square meters... Even if the average demolition compensation was twenty thousand yuan per square meter, it would already be a substantial sum.
Jin Xia had not replied to the property agent, but he could no longer wait.
He called her. "Miss Jin, would you consider selling? They've now raised their offer to triple the price! Three times what you paid. Making a profit of twice your investment in such a short time is already quite a lot."
"I'm not planning to sell."
Jin Xia answered decisively.
The agent continued anxiously on the other end. "You're still young. You don't understand these policies... They're saying there'll be demolition now, but no official documents have come out yet. It could all be a false alarm. If they don't demolish it, won't you lose money? Now is the perfect time to sell."
"Not for sale."
A trace of irritation entered Jin Xia's voice. "Don't contact me about selling the properties again."
Sitting in front of his office computer, the agent looked bewildered.
He scratched his cheek and said quietly and apologetically, "Well, I'm sorry, Miss Jin. Sorry to have bothered you."
After hanging up, the agent sighed and muttered ruefully, "That girl clearly has more money than sense. She won't even sell for triple the price. If the demolition falls through, she'll have plenty to cry about!"
Just as Jin Xia entered the campus, she received another message from An He.
"Xia! Good news! Just as I was about to leave with the people I brought, several staff members came over. They said they needed to measure the land precisely. It seems to be for the demolition compensation."
When Jin Xia saw the message, she simply replied casually, "Got it. Negotiate the compensation for me. I want at least thirty thousand yuan per square meter. Anything above that can be your tip."
Around fifty million after tax.
If she could get the demolition compensation soon, she could have Song Ming use the money to buy Bitcoin.
At the thought, Jin Xia raised her phoenix eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through them.
As she returned to the dorm, she heard Zhang Ru's excited cries from far away.
"Jin Xia is amazing! She's practically my god! The internet in our dorm runs smoother than an internet café's!"
After shutting down her computer, Zhang Ru stood up. The moment she looked up, she saw Jin Xia's graceful figure coming through the door.
Jin Xia glanced at her. "What is it?"
"I won ten games in a row today! Xia, what do you want for dinner? My treat!"
As Zhang Ru spoke, she took off her headset and pulled out her meal card.
Jin Xia shook her head. "I'm cutting body fat right now, so I'm skipping dinner."
The girls chatted over one another about campus gossip.
Only Jin Xia lay down on her bed as soon as she returned to the dorm. She picked up her phone and read through the messages the hospital had sent her.
Mengmeng was not doing very well, and there was still no progress on finding a matching kidney.
She thought she ought to have a frank conversation with Academician Wang the next time she saw him.
Over the next few days, Academician Wang did not come to teach.
Jin Xia came out of the library with a stack of financial books and periodicals in her arms. It was a university library, after all; its shelves held many books that could not be bought elsewhere.
She was about to walk away when a hand suddenly blocked her path.
"You're Jin Xia, right?"
The boy who spoke leaned against the wall with a careless air, with five or six lackeys behind him.
"Yan's talking to you, freshman. What's with that attitude?"
One of them stepped forward and demanded arrogantly.
Jin Xia walked around him and turned toward the steps to one side, choosing to ignore them.
Yan An seemed to feel he had lost face. He jogged after her. "I heard you're the one who spent almost ten thousand getting broadband installed and buying data SIM cards for your dorm a while back?"
"Is there a problem?"
Jin Xia's tone was icy as she gave them a cold glance.
Yan An straightened the short-sleeved LV denim shirt he was wearing and said unhurriedly, "Of course not. I just wanted to make friends, so you won't get scammed the next time you buy a data SIM. I'm Yan An, a third-year finance student."
"No need."
In front of all those people, Jin Xia did not spare him the slightest consideration.
Yan An grew flustered and angry, pointing at Jin Xia. "Why can't you appreciate a good gesture?"
"Freshman, do you know who's standing in front of you? Yan An is our campus heartthrob!"
"See those limited-edition sneakers he's wearing? They're the same ones Wu Yifan wears!"
"How about this? Give us your contact details, and we'll take you out for dinner tonight."
The group crowded around Jin Xia, making quite a racket.
Jin Xia raised her eyes and glanced at Yan An. She really had not intended to expose him.
But they were simply too annoying!
"LV's classic monogram flowers aren't supposed to have five petals, are they?"
Jin Xia's gaze settled on Yan An's feet. "And that stitching... Have you been scammed?"
Her words startled everyone into looking at Yan An's feet.
Mortified and embarrassed, Yan An stammered an explanation. "What do you know, you country bumpkin? Do you even know what luxury goods are? These are handmade couture. How could they be the same as little white sneakers churned out on an assembly line?"
His lackeys chimed in beside him. "There's no question about Yan's means!"
"Exactly! Yan An's family is loaded. Why would he wear fakes?"
They all talked over one another, defending Yan An.
Not only that, Yan An also mocked Jin Xia. "I thought you were pretty interesting and wanted to make friends. Who knew you'd be so ungrateful! Look at what you're wearing. Have you ever even seen what an LV store looks like? Do you know what couture is?"
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