Chapter Four: Three Million Buys a Road

On the first morning after the three million yuan arrived, Lu Chen paid for a full year of his mother's rehabilitation. Then he committed 2.4 million of what remained to a dying driving range. Han Tie stared at the transfer screen until his toothpick fell. “You just dug yourself out. Why bury yourself again?” West Star Range owed 1.8 million in rent. Its equipment was obsolete, and daily attendance had stayed below forty for three months. The owner wanted 2.8 million plus assumption of every debt. A redevelopment rumor hung over the land, and every online assessment called it worthless. When Lu entered the empty bays, however, he saw something else.