Chapter 393: Such a ruthless attack
However, just when the design work was about to be completed, another piece of bad news came - the eldest son of the Song family took action.
He used his connections in the building materials industry and teamed up with several large suppliers to monopolize the prices of key building materials needed for the project. The cost of materials that were originally within the budget soared instantly, and the procurement team looked for alternative materials, but found that the supply of materials that met the project's quality standards was extremely limited and the price was also high.
I looked at the report submitted by the procurement team with a serious expression: "The material cost is 30% higher than the budget. This is completely beyond our tolerance."
Jiang Yichen happened to be at the scene that day. He clenched his fists and said with a hint of anger: "The Song family is deliberately trying to trip us up. They know we are pressed for time, so they deliberately raised the price in order to make us give up."
I sighed and said calmly, "Now is not the time to be angry. We must find a way to solve the funding problem. Can you contact other suppliers?"
Jiang Yichen pointed at the list in front of him and said, "I have contacted several companies, but their quotes are not low. Moreover, there are not many suppliers that meet our quality requirements. The Song family is determined to strangle us this time."
The funding gap widened again, and Jiang Yichen urgently contacted financial institutions to apply for additional loans while discussing with me the feasibility of cutting some non-core budgets. However, budget cuts meant that the quality standards of the project might have to be lowered, which was something Jiang Yichen and I did not want to see.
Song Yang remained silent. Although he and his brother did not get along, he never thought that he would be so cruel.
On the other side, in Song Feng's office, his fists were clenched tightly.
Although he and his brother Song Feng had been at odds since childhood, he had never thought that Song Feng would be so ruthless in this matter. After all, they were brothers, and even if there were many conflicts, they should not use such means to suppress him.
At the same time, in Song Feng’s office on the top floor of the Song Group’s headquarters building in the east of the city.
Song Feng sat in a large leather chair, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, with a smug smile on his face. His assistant stood beside him, respectfully reporting the latest news: "Mr. Song, I just got the news that the material cost of the Chengxi project has soared by 30%. Their budget is totally insufficient, and they are now desperately looking for alternatives."
Song Feng chuckled and shook the wine glass in his hand, causing ripples in the red wine. "Oh, my brother, do you really think he can support such a big project independently? Naive."
The assistant asked cautiously, "Mr. Song, is it too much for you to do this... After all, he is your brother."
Song Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone was a little sarcastic: "Brother? When did he treat me as his brother? From childhood to adulthood, he has always been against me, and now he wants to steal my limelight? Dream on!"
He stood up and walked to the French window, overlooking the city below. He said in a cold tone, "This time I'm just teaching him a small lesson. If he still doesn't know what's best for him, don't blame me for being rude."
The assistant didn't dare to say anything more and stepped aside with his head down.
Song Feng took a sip of red wine, his eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness: "Song Yang, don't you always think you are very powerful? Then I will show you what real strength is. Don't even think about advancing this project smoothly."
He turned around and told his assistant, "Keep watching them. Report any signs of trouble to me immediately. Also, contact those suppliers and ask them to raise their prices. I want to make Song Yang completely collapse."
The assistant nodded and hurriedly left the office.
Song Feng sat back in his chair, the smile on his face becoming more ferocious. He picked up the photo frame on the table, which contained a family photo. In the photo, young Song Yang stood beside him with a bright smile. Song Feng stared at the photo for a few seconds, suddenly sneered, and turned the photo frame upside down on the table.
"Song Yang, don't blame me for being cruel. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for overestimating your own abilities."
At this moment, just as we were getting so anxious, something suddenly occurred to me: "Oh, by the way, I remember reading a government document before, which said that in order to encourage urban renewal projects, special subsidies would be provided for projects that met certain environmental protection and innovation standards. Can we start from this direction?"
Jiang Yichen's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea! If our project can meet the subsidy conditions, the funding problem can be alleviated a lot." He looked at me with excitement.
"This is the best." Song Yang spoke at this time.
"Then let's start implementing it now." Song Yang couldn't wait any longer.
"Find a few people here and go through the policy requirements first." Jiang Yichen spoke first in a low voice.
"They make a plan, and I will optimize and improve it." Then, the plan was implemented on site.
Before we started, I said to everyone, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard. This is a special case."
A person who was temporarily hired to draw the map said this while sorting out the materials in his hands.
We increased the proportion of environmentally friendly materials, optimized energy utilization, and incorporated more innovative elements into the design. After several days of hard work, the project finally met the conditions for applying for subsidies.
In the following days, the government's review requirements were extremely strict. Every piece of data and every document had to be accurate. Any slight omission could lead to the suspension of the entire project.
This is undoubtedly the biggest challenge.
In the office, the lights were on, and the sounds of keyboard typing and papers shuffling were intertwined. Some members even fell asleep on their desks in the middle of the night.
Jiang Yichen and I worked separately. He was responsible for communicating with government departments and coordinating the review progress, while I led the team to organize and check all technical documents and data reports.
"The data in this environmental assessment report needs to be checked again," I pointed to the table on the computer screen and said to the project planner beside me, "especially the carbon emissions data in the third part. There must be no errors."
"Okay, Miss Gu." He marked the place I said in red.
I quickly started to recheck the data. I rubbed my sore temples and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already two in the morning.
In the office, the rest of the team was also working hard, no one complained, and no one said they were tired. Everyone knew what this project meant to us.
Jiang Yichen pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in, holding a stack of documents in his hand. He had taken off his suit jacket, and his shirt sleeves were casually rolled up to his elbows. There was a trace of fatigue on his face, but his eyes were still sharp.
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