Gu Nuan had already closed the materials she was working on. No matter how much she read, it was no substitute for practice and being on-site.
Just as military tactics are no match for actual combat, the real determiner of victory is the battlefield, not the text.
Fang Yongxing glanced in the rear-view mirror and noticed that she was actually leaning against the car window, resting with her eyes closed. He couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.
This new employee was sowhat unusually different. He wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. Fang Yongxing had t many people in his life, but Gu Nuan was the first special case of a "deaf ear" he had encountered.
Tang Qingzhong drove the car to a parking space in front of an office building, which was so distance from Mingyue Plaza.
Since the entire area still lacked a completed large-scale comrcial complex, there were only a variety of office buildings interspersed among residential areas. Logically speaking, the number of companies that had moved to this area was not small, so Changda building a complex here actually fit the needs of the companies developing in this area quite well.
This was another puzzle for them to figure out.
They parked the car and turned off the engine.
Fang Yongxing was the first one out. After sitting for so long, he stretched his arms and back, then planted his hands on his hips and surveyed the big road in front of him.
In the suburbs compared to the city, there was definitely less traffic. Moreover, it wasn’t rush hour, so there were hardly any cars passing by on the road, making the four-lane street look even wider than a twelve-lane road in the city center.
On the sidewalks beside the road, most of the pedestrians were elderly people and children. The younger generation had gone to work in the city, leaving the elderly at ho to do the housework and take care of their grandchildren.
These were the main target consur group that Changda considered when launching the Mingyue project for selling houses.
The direction of the project was correct. Fang Yongxing confird this once again. There was only one issue.
Why would a project that was logical and clearly in demand by the market be shunned by all companies?
It was intriguingly illogical!
Gu Nuan got out of the car, helping Tang Qingzhong carry two heavy bags containing the materials and contracts needed for business negotiations.
Whether they would be used or not, according to Tang Qingzhong, people generally wouldn’t even glance at them. After all, the group one had done related work before, and chances were that these companies had already seen the materials. However, as a precaution, they had to carry them everywhere.
Gu Nuan quietly asked Tang Qingzhong, "Did group one say why people don’t like Mingyue?"
Tang Qingzhong shrugged and gestured, "How would they know? If they knew, wouldn’t they have already snagged the project for themselves? Would it have been tossed to our group?"
Gu Nuan picked up on sothing. It seed that when group one transferred the project, they probably hadn’t planned to tell group three everything they knew.
Perhaps it was due to internal competition within the company. If a project failed by group one but succeeded with group three, it would be a loss of face for group one.
Gu Nuan’s eyes flickered slightly.
Fang Yongxing turned around and gestured grandly to them, "Let’s go!"
The two of them followed him into the office building.
This office building was not large, especially compared to those city skyscrapers tall enough to make it into the Guinness World Records, the 17-story building was like comparing an ant to a giraffe.
When they reached the elevators, they saw that both lifts had signs indicating they were under maintenance.
Tang Qingzhong imdiately began scratching his head in annoyance, "Why is the elevator broken again?! Making us climb the stairs every ti?!"
For so reason, the elevators here were often out of order.
The company they were headed to was located on the fifteenth floor. Tang Qingzhong was overweight, and climbing stairs was his weakness. Having climbed to the fifteenth floor twice before, now coming for the third ti, the situation felt daunting to him.
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