The luxury VIP room at the Hidden Forest Club is, as expected, highly upscale. While it's called a room, it's actually a vast suite, spanning a sizeable 180 square ters with four bedrooms, a eting room, and a large living room.
This is the second floor of a faux-ancient-style building, sowhat resembling an old embroidery tower, with only two levels, adorned with carved beams and painted pillars, impressively magnificent and nestled among the secluded greenery. Within thirty to forty ters around, there are no other buildings.
Downstairs are dedicated service attendants and security personnel who prevent anyone from entering without permission, let alone going to the second floor.
Speaking here, of course, doesn't incur any concerns about being overheard.
Therefore, whenever Sun Yanhong's group of four discuss confidential matters, they choose to co here. Additionally, upon arrival, everyone would knowingly place their phones on the shelf by the door.
This ti was no exception for the four of them, but after Ma Wenjiang inford the other three that Tao Yaoyang was the one causing trouble behind the scenes, everyone fell silent montarily, and the three n frowned as they smoked.
Initially, Sun Yanhong could tolerate it, but with the three seasoned smokers continually puffing around her, she couldn't take it any longer and first stood up, saying, "Alright, alright, enough with the smoking. Mr. Tao is formidable, but he shouldn't be unreasonable. Moreover, I've heard his father is about to step down soon, we needn't fear him too much. I think we should send soone to negotiate with him, start with diplomacy, then use force if necessary."
After Sun Yanhong spoke, she walked to the window and opened it, allowing the roomful of secondhand smoke to disperse more quickly.
"Start with diplomacy, then use force?" Li, the balding man, exhaled smoke, showing his yellow smoker's teeth, "What do we have to go head-to-head with him?"
Among the four, Li's foundation for prosperity back then wasn't the cleanest. Although he had washed his hands off it for many years, deep down he was still very wary of second generations like Tao Yaoyang.
Because people with a similar or even more aggressive start like him either ended up in the grave, with grass three feet high above, t ruin and lived a miserable old age, or were still stuck in prison.
If he hadn't withdrawn early, he wouldn't be living a stable and prosperous life now.
"Li, the older you get in this world, the less guts you have," Sun Yanhong rcilessly mocked.
Li's temperant remained quite good; he just chuckled lightly in response to her teasing, without retorting.
"Little Hong, then how do you suggest we make him back down? Who should we send?"
Another little old man in his fifties, wearing glasses, gentle and refined, like an old teacher, his surna is Guan, nicknad Master. In fact, he used to be an actual teacher then ventured into business, the oldest in age, with the longest experience, highest education, and richest social experiences among them.
Sun Yanhong straightforwardly said, "If we're looking for soone to represent us, we must find soone who can connect with him or intimidate him. My connections don't reach that level, it's up to the three of you to think of a way."
Ma Wenjiang asked, "Can you ask your old man to reach out and say a word?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Yanhong's face imdiately darkened as she replied, "I haven't spoken to my old man for several years, as you well know, yet you still ask to ask him to intervene? Besides, he doesn't have that much influence; even if he did talk, eight to ten tis, they might not want to help. I think it's better you take Zou and go negotiate with Mr. Tao; maybe he will show so respect to Zou."
Ma Wenjiang smiled wryly, shaking his head, "Zou's level is still a bit lacking, and moreover, Zou may not want to get involved in such matters. Even if he reluctantly agrees because of my request, he might feel unhappy inside, weakening the friendship between us; it's sowhat not worth the risk."
After exhaling a puff, Li said, "Zou is quite loyal, but his level is indeed a bit low for this matter, and if it displeases Mr. Tao and implicates Zou, that would be our mistake."
The Master Guan also agreed, "Involving Zou in this is inappropriate; it might harm him. Many of our businesses still need his kind of character to look out for, we can't afford to drag him in."
"If he's not suitable, then forget it; let's think again," Sun Yanhong casually ntioned. Seeing everyone opposing, she naturally wouldn't insist, thus skillfully diverting Ma Wenjiang's previous suggestion.
Ma Wenjiang then shifted topics, "It seems now we can only find soone close to Mr. Tao to diate. The sooner the better; each of us should activate our networks to look for soone among Mr. Tao's relatives or friends; we should be able to find soone."
The Master emphasized, "Ordinary relatives and friends won't do, it must be soone with significant influence over him, soone who holds prestige in front of him. Each of us should activate our networks and inquire carefully, search and see."
With his suggestion, Sun Yanhong and Li also agreed.
…
The dinner ended close to ten o'clock.
Though Chen Feng tried to control himself, he still ended up drinking three cans of beer, making driving himself unsuitable.
Tao Yaoyang and Cai Zhixin, however, drank quite a bit and were eventually assisted away by their respective drivers.
At this point, Chen Feng, this billionaire, seed quite modest, as he still had no driver by his side and drove himself every ti he went out.
Even Tang Xinyi always had an assistant accompanying her, helping with driving, though occasionally she wouldn't bring him out.
As for Chen Feng, despite having Jin Xinyan as his so-called personal assistant, he basically didn't keep her by his side.
Tonight, like Chen Feng, Tang Xinyi drove herself over, but since she hadn't been drinking, she volunteered to drive Chen Feng back.
Chen Feng didn't think much and agreed, as taking a taxi now would be inconvenient, and he didn't want to trouble Sun and Wu.
Sitting in the passenger's seat, Chen Feng closed his eyes semi-consciously to rest.
After the car started, Tang Xinyi casually asked, "You don't intend to participate in our project, do you?"
Chen Feng didn't deny it, instead, he asked, "How did you figure I didn't want to participate?"
"Intuition, I guess. I feel you're not very interested in our project."
Tang Xinyi said while driving.
Since she spoke this way, Chen Feng didn't hide anything and straightforwardly said, "Your intuition is pretty accurate; indeed, I'm not very interested in this project."
"Why?" Tang Xinyi inquired with curiosity, "Don't you have confidence in our project?"
"It's not that, it's purely that I don't want to invest in such things; I'm completely uninterested in the real estate business. Besides, I think the investnt cycle is too long; what you perceive as a high investnt return rate seems quite diocre to ."
Tang Xinyi comnted, "If the project is successfully completed, we will own a comrcial complex worth at least two to three billion, usable for both comrcial and residential purposes. Our total investnt would be at most one billion, with us needing to put in only three hundred million in actual cash, using land and the project itself as collateral for borrowing the rest from the bank; this is practically a guaranteed profit. I can't think of any reason you'd refuse, and the reason you provided earlier wasn't your true reason."
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