I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2564 - 1607: Magnificent

Looking at the bricks beneath his feet, Zhou Shaohua couldn’t help but laugh at himself.

"You see, Green Land really has too many hidden flaws."

Shoddy construction indeed.

Nothing to be surprised about.

It’s a common phenomenon in today’s society.

The parapet on the rooftop crumbled easily under his foot, yet as the developer, Fan Wanli showed no expression at all. Such a person might remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, let alone just some fallen bricks.

"The hidden flaws of Green Land are the result of hard work. Working day and night, wages had to be handed over, so when they got sick, there was no money for treatment, no time for treatment, and still had to continue working, which is why it got worse."

After hearing this, Zhou Shaohua smiled, knowing the quality of the construction here, and finally dared not put his foot on the parapet again, "So, is Chairman Fan blaming me?"

"What I mean is, complaining is useless. When problems arise, we should think about solutions instead of wasting energy and time on meaningless things."

"Look, Chairman Fan, why dismiss it? You’re clearly teaching me how to do things."

"Fan is not qualified for such a thing."

Fan Wanli fell into silence, "However, I am several decades senior to Young Master Zhou, and there are some things I’d like to say. Don’t be confused by the illusions in front of you; life is like this. Some troubles that seemed big at the time, when you look back later, are not a big deal."

What a great mentality.

Indeed.

Age does have its advantages.

With his back towards the other, Zhou Shaohua nodded as if he was being taught, "I wonder at what age I can have the same mentality as President Fan—after all, every successful person in this world has some path to follow."

Fan Wanli slightly curled his lips, full of sarcasm and indifference.

After all, he couldn’t see the other person’s face.

And the other couldn’t see his face.

Once upon a time, he too was a businessman with a bottom line and principles. Even if inevitably pursuing maximum profit, he did not dare to joke with people’s lives and couldn’t produce shoddy construction.

But ever since he lost a bidding meeting and was invited by this Young Master Zhou, everything changed.

The other party gave him no choice.

After all, on socialist soil, capitalists have no right to speak.

Either soar or die.

He had no choice.

Of course, over the years, piece by piece of high-quality land was acquired at prices far below market value, and many efficiency-increasing buildings sprang up like mushrooms. The company, like a rocket taking off, kept reaching new heights. Unconsciously, he got used to this business model and felt it was only natural.

Indeed.

To darken a heart takes just one drop of ink.

Of course.

Just like the life philosophy he once told to a visitor who brought gifts to his door.

No regrets after the fact.

He enjoyed splendor, glory, wealth, and power. To turn around and say he was forced into it would be too despicable.

He was already a grandfather.

In the howling wind, Fan Wanli’s mind revisits his life.

Suppose.

Suppose time really rewound and returned to that turning point; he would probably make the same choice.

No.

It was certain.

Does a man, born between heaven and earth, spend a lifetime as a nobody, or be a protagonist for once?

"So, Young Master Zhou, do you think I could succeed on my own?"

Yes.

There seems to be a key point that’s often overlooked.

No external help was needed, but also no external suppression. On a normal trajectory, couldn’t he have reached the center stage with solid efforts?

"I remember Chairman Fan never liked hypothetical questions."

"I don’t like them, but I’m genuinely curious about this one."

Zhou Shaohua gazed into the distance.

"Then, I also want to ask, those competitors who fell at Chairman Fan’s feet, why did they become failures? Was it because they didn’t work hard enough?"

Fan Wanli laughed, a laughter tinged with relief.

"As they say, everything is fated."

"Chairman Fan thinking like that is correct."

Zhou Shaohua raised his hand, "Look, what beautiful scenery, after all these years, what is there to regret?"

Fan Wanli’s smile slightly receded, but did not disappear.

"Yes, I must thank Young Master Zhou; without him, Fan wouldn’t have the chance to stand here and overlook everything."

Zhou Shaohua fell into silence; after a while, he spoke again.

"Would Chairman Fan resent me?"

"How could I? Fan’s life is spectacular enough. As humans, we must be grateful and repay kindness."

Zhou Shaohua did not turn around, perhaps, from the very beginning, he did not dare to face the other.

"I also had no choice."

He seemed like he was talking to himself, yet also like explaining to Fan Wanli behind him.

Fan Wanli’s smile remained mild, and at this moment, he was still imparting life experiences to the other.

"Young Master Zhou is sometimes too emotional; taking a step back might open up a whole new world."

Zhou Shaohua stood in a position where one step further would mean certain destruction, standing straight against the morning sun.

"How does Chairman Fan know I haven’t stepped back?"

Only the sound of the wind.

A few seconds later, the sound came through.

"Then, is it possible that not enough steps were taken back?"

Zhou Shaohua’s figure shivered slightly, then smiled wryly.

"Perhaps Chairman Fan is right, but everyone has their dignity, right?"

"Hmm, perhaps Chairman Fan would again say I’m being emotional, not mature enough. I know, dignity is like a sandbag; you lose it, you can pick it up again. But."

"If it were just about me, it wouldn’t matter, but I do not represent myself alone. I can lose face, but the Zhou Family cannot."

Ultimately.