The Old Factory Street was extraordinarily bustling over the weekend.
Electric scooters buzzed through, weaving in and out of the gaps in the crowd.
Fang Cheng led a middle-aged man with black-frad glasses into the tubular building, climbing the cent stairs.
This man’s last na was Liu, he was a senior designer at a well-known architectural firm in East Capital.
"Mr. Fang, I’ve checked the relevant information. This building is over thirty years old."
Designer Liu adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his gaze sweeping over the overhead black wires that were intertwined like a spider’s web in the corridor:
"If you want a complete renovation, aside from the surface repainting, the most crucial part is that the water and electricity pipeline must be completely redone. Especially the drainage pipes; the cast iron ones have mostly deteriorated and all need to be replaced with high-quality PVC pipes."
Fang Cheng nodded, walked to the window at the top of the stairwell, and opened the dust-covered glass window.
The light from outside made the gloomy corridor considerably brighter.
"Updating the pipeline is no problem, everything should use the best materials."
Fang Cheng turned to look at Designer Liu and instructed in a deep voice;
"Also, the security system for the entire building must cover every corner."
"The entrance on the first floor, the stairwells, corridors, and the corners around the outer walls should all have high-definition caras installed, connected to an independent central monitoring room."
Designer Liu took out a notebook and quickly jotted down notes:
"Understood. Nowadays, many old community renovations focus on security, it’s a bonus point. Mr. Fang, you’ve thought this through very well."
Fang Cheng smiled slightly at his words.
Little did he know, the heavy investnt in this surveillance network was not rely to prevent theft.
With this comprehensive system, the pressure on Big Hamr and Monkey to keep watch outside would be greatly reduced.
If the Ideal Land or any other oblivious forces sent people to investigate, they could imdiately capture any suspicious traces and gain the upper hand.
In fact, the thought of buying the entire tubular building had long been in Fang Cheng’s mind.
Previously, the funds were insufficient, and the situation was unstable.
But now, he had successfully obtained a position with the Special Search Team, using a layer of official public office identity as cover.
Although there was still the threat from the Noah Organization and the Ideal Land, for the ti being, they seed hesitant due to his identity, showing no signs of making a move.
The general situation was relatively stable.
More importantly, money was completely no longer an issue.
Two months ago, after solving the Chen Family’s Black Magic Case, Chen Xu’an, as a new mber of the Illuminati, directly donated fifty million in organizational funds and gave Fang Cheng twenty million as personal remuneration.
The bounty on the Naihe Bridge was also cleared, totaling twenty million and two hundred thousand, with half converted to Night City’s Credit Coin, and the other half going into his personal account.
On top of that, there was the ten million earned from helping Chen Chen of the Red Tiger Gang take down Noah’s senior cadre "Scorpion," as well as the gold bars and millions in cash taken from the Poison Snake Gang’s safe.
Adding up these major earnings, it was indeed a considerable fortune.
Apart from these, the antiques and Golden Buddha consigned with Xu Sanduo had already realized over two million, and the quarterly dividend from the antique shop had netted another eight hundred fifty thousand.
Plus the thirty thousand salary he earned from the club, adding up all the bits and pieces, his total personal assets had exceeded sixty million.
Nowadays, Fang Cheng could honestly be called a genuine millionaire.
Moreover, just a few days ago, his Strength and Agility attributes both broke through the 80-point threshold.
The qualitative change in ability was his greatest confidence.
He no longer needed to stay tense and practice in seclusion constantly as before. Finally, he could spare the ti to handle the personal business of buying a building.
The process of negotiating with the landlord went even more smoothly than expected.
Fang Cheng slightly hinted at his intent to acquire the entire building.
The greedy landlord’s wife eagerly presented a price she considered "fleecing."
She even urged her husband to quickly go through the transfer procedures, fearing that Fang Cheng might change his mind.
After signing the papers, the landlord even patted Fang Cheng on the shoulder, praising him as "young and promising."
Perhaps in the eyes of this couple, the facilities of the tubular building were outdated, and it was not located in a bustling area, seemingly not worth the price.
Fang Cheng appeared calm on the outside, but inside he was also overjoyed.
With the future economic developnt and urban expansion of East Capital, the land on Old Factory Street could easily double in value.
Even without demolition, located in a densely populated old city area, it would only beco more valuable.
As for his mother Li Biyun’s reaction upon learning her son had bought the entire building, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but find it amusing now.
Li Biyun verbally scolded him for squandering money and complained that managing tenants as a landlady was too troubleso.
Yet these days, as she walked in the alleys, she would ntion her son’s real estate purchase to anyone she t, her eyes smiling with delight.
Every mother’s wish, after all, is for their child to succeed.
Regarding the source of the money, Fang Cheng had long crafted a convincing story.
He had Xu Sanduo personally visit with large packages, firmly claiming that the two were now partners in running an antique business.
Fang Cheng had a sharp eye and managed to spot a passed-down antique, selling it for a sky-high price.
With Xu Sanduo as a trustworthy boss and his uncle backing him up, Li Biyun naturally believed him without question.
As he reached his ho’s doorway, Fang Cheng took out his keys from his pocket and unlocked the security door.
"Mr. Liu, please co in and take a look."
The place wasn’t large; it was only about sixty square ters, but it was kept in perfect order by his mother.
The sofa cover was washed to a slightly faded state, and the red pine wooden floor was polished to a mirror-like shine.
Designer Liu put on spare slippers and entered the house.
He looked around, took out a laser distance asurer, and pointed a red dot at the walls.
Then he tapped the surrounding walls to determine the wall thickness and internal structure.
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