"Xiaoquan, calm down and listen to me." Cheng Qiang's voice gradually slowed down, slowed down, calmed himself, and calmed his son. He gestured and said generally, "I have to keep an eye on every project and every property from beginning to end. First, I must look at the potential of the land, bid for it, and take the land at a reasonable price. This is the basis. After that, review the project plan and determine the area, style and target population of the property. Then, review the design drawings and submit it to the planning institute, the design institute... Finally, the property is completed, promoted, and sold, so that the property can be sold to the best price and sold to the person who needs it the most."

Cheng Quan said, slowly put down his hands and sighed: "This way, I can finish something, and I can let go and end my work with peace of mind. Every project of our Great Wall Group is my own hands, one by one. In the past ten years, there has never been any mistake. It is recognized by the government, recognized by the public, and recognized by the consumers."

"But once, it was different." Cheng Quan's mouth twitched for a moment, and he tilted his head and pondered, "When the project was halfway through construction, I went to the site for inspection. It happened that an airplane passed by directly above, and the sound was loud. Other engineers didn't care, but I silently recorded it. Five minutes later, another airplane passed by, and in another five minutes, there was no mistake."

"Sometimes, not everything I can calculate and predict." Cheng Quan sighed. "Later, I asked the relevant departments and found out that the city has re-planned all routes due to the construction of a new airport. The important unified route from the city happened to pass directly above the project. You know, for residential projects, passing airplanes overhead and trains under the feet are all taboos. I tried every means to remedy this matter, ask the National People's Congress representatives to help, talk to government people, and ask the leaders of Air China for dinner... But in the end, this matter did not change. The arrangement of these air routes was too complicated and it affected the whole body. Even though I had a great face, it was not as big as a property, and hundreds of planes were allowed to detour for me."

"In the end, I transferred that property." Cheng Qiang looked at Cheng Quan and said meaningfully, "It's not that the property is bad, nor is it that I'm not doing it well, it's just that God does things and doesn't discuss with others. He has paid off his own money by selling the property he has built. I feel sorry for it, but fortunately, I turned a fixed bad real estate into living money, and I can invest time again, build the next property, recover the losses, and keep moving forward."

"Xiaoquan. I don't allow dangerous, unknown risks." Cheng Qiang finally didn't have the courage to look at his son, "I would rather spend time and start over."

How could Cheng Quan not understand such a metaphor?

My father, 49 years old this year.

If you have another child at the age of 50, the child will be less than 70 when he is adult, and he will still have remaining energy.

20 years is enough to educate a child well. Now Chengqiang has more professional and outstanding people to manage business matters. It is enough to do a good job in connections and communication. In addition, all your energy must be devoted to education.

Obviously, he would not allow another success. He wanted a successor who was outstanding enough to continue his family and to manage everything more brilliantly.

He has completely given up the bad assets in front of him.

Cheng Quan stood there in a daze and suddenly laughed out loud, smiling sadly.

"Thank you. At least you told me."

"Xiaoquan, father and son must treat each other with sincerity, and I will not hide anything from you." Cheng Qiang said seriously, "You can do whatever you want, and I will not ask about it anymore. Of course, I see your efforts. You can rest assured that even a hundred years later, you will not have to worry about money in your life. I bought a huge amount of insurance for you very early, and I will do everything my father can do."

"Haha... really, thank you very much." Cheng Quan felt very cold, so cold that he twitched and trembled. He instinctively curled up, turned around inflexibly, and yearned for walking, "Then I, don't kill TTP/1.1 200 OK

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