That night in bed, He Lang said to Xue Yue, "There's an old, abandoned reception center on Hewen Street. I plan to take over that piece of land, tear it down, and build a hotel."
Xue Yue wasn't surprised. She just asked He Lang, "The government banned the sale of land last year. How are you planning to take it over?"
He Lang smiled. "I've already asked someone. It's possible to get the land-use rights for seventy years. That's plenty of time. As for what happens after seventy years, that won't be my problem."
Xue Yue asked doubtfully, "Asked someone? Who has that kind of authority?"
He Lang pinched Xue Yue's ear. "You don't know what the Qi family does?"
Xue Yue blinked. "Why would I need to know that?"
