If its owner doesn't earn money, it will never have a chance to have a girlfriend.

"Honey, how much budget do you think we need?"

"I plan to build a processing plant, with a shop in front of it."

It won't require much land, at most 500 acres will suffice.

At current prices, one mu (unit of land area) costs 200,000 yuan, which means a total of 100 million yuan.

"Then we'll prepare a maximum of 200 million; any more than that is unnecessary."

“Yes, back then one mu of land was only 70,000 yuan, now it has risen to 200,000 yuan, and it will definitely get more and more expensive in the future.”

"That's inevitable, wages and prices are high now."

"Honey, why don't you ask Meng Ge'er if he wants to invest? You two can discuss it yourselves."

"Okay, I'll talk to Mengmeng as soon as possible."

After discussing it with his wife, Su Mengmeng took out 50 million yuan; they really did have that much money.

The park has been distributing dividends to them over the years, and the amount is substantial each year, in addition to the money they receive from the jade.

Taking out 50 million is no problem at all.

When it was time to bid for the land parcel, An Qingbai dragged Su Mengmeng to participate in the bidding.

Zhuang Zhimeng didn't go; she sent No. 001 with her instead.

The factory across the street, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, started making a scene.

The workers were outraged and chanted slogans.

"The factory leaders are inhuman; they endlessly delay paying the workers' wages. They demand that we return our money."

"You must pay me; no money, no work."

Zhuang Zhimeng heard it all while sitting in her office.

Jiang Yanxia walked in.

"Zhimeng, how scary! Listen, they've started fighting."

The two walked to the window and looked out together.

"It's terrible, so terrible."

"Xiazi, isn't that Factory Director Liu? The one whose face was covered in blood after being beaten by the workers?"

"Yes, it's someone surnamed Liu."

They wanted to sign a contract with us, but then they backed out when it came time to pay.

It's not surprising that someone like him would default on wages.

"My God, someone broke his leg."

"Hehe, Zhimeng, we can sell civilian prosthetics to Factory Director Liu."

Do you think he has the money to buy a prosthetic leg?

"Who knows, he might sell the factory to us at a low price."

I don't want to take on the factory workers.

"How about we keep some? We can cut the rest; jade processing also needs people."

"Let's see if Director Liu comes looking for us."