"This is related to the parents' education, and it cannot be separated from this relationship."
Xiao Yuqin glanced at Qin Ming. If a child is raised badly, the first thing to consider is the relationship between the parents. The parents' thoughts will be absorbed by the child without them even realizing it.
Adults are the best role models for children.
"...That's really...a real shame."
"Two perfectly healthy and intelligent children, ruined just like that."
Qin Ming sighed heavily, thinking back to the past when he had treated them like his own grandsons.
They later discovered that their parents were actually teaching them to lie to him and please him in order to get what they wanted.
This made Qin Ming very uncomfortable, so he gradually distanced himself from them.
"Everyone has their own ambitions, and we can't interfere with other people's thoughts. Our children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and we should just live our own lives well, right, Dad?"
Xiao Yuqin looked at Qin Ming and smiled.
"Yes, you're right!"
"Who cares about them! They're not my son."
Qin Ming glanced at Xiao Yuqin and was comforted by her.
Seeing that neither Qin Jun nor Qin Yu had his protection, yet his son and grandson were so successful, it proved that it wasn't his fault.
The problem lies with Qin Hui. His son and grandson are both successful, and they would be just as successful without him.
No wonder he's Qin Ming's son, just like him.
He happily hummed a little tune.
He happily continued on to the park to find chess friends to play chess with.
He's too old to manage things anymore.
Xia Lan hadn't even reached the factory when Yang Ziye intercepted her.
"Sister Lan."
Xia Lan looked at Yang Ziye curiously, gesturing for him to speak.
Have you been reading the newspaper lately?
Yang Ziye glanced at Xia Lan, chuckled, and asked.
"Just say it."
Xia Lan looked at Yang Zihua, signaling him to be direct and clear, instead of beating around the bush.
"Here's the thing, Sister Lan, a few people from Hong Kong have contacted me and want to cooperate with me to build a residential community here."
Yang Ziye looked at Xia Lan and told her about the wealthy businessmen who had come to see him.
"They said they would send local bigwigs, so they invited me to join them and make money together."
"I think this matter..."
Yang Ziye was very interested after hearing what they said.
Xia Lan glanced at Yang Ziye and remained silent for a long while.
"I saw that news, and I do have some interest in real estate."
Xia Lan was well aware of how incredibly profitable the real estate market was these days.
She did want to do it and needed someone to do it, but she didn't trust those wealthy businessmen.
"Then let's go with them..."
"But I don't believe them."
Xia Lan interrupted Yang Ziye with a single sentence.
"Why?"
Yang Ziye was taken aback and looked at Xia Lan with confusion.
They know nothing about real estate, and they have construction teams, designers, everything. All you need to do is bring them along to make a fortune.
"Because I've never believed in the idea that there's such a thing as a free lunch."
Xia Lan looked at Yang Ziye and said seriously.
"Because the industry is still in its infancy, the relevant laws and regulations of the government are not yet perfect. The land transfer method is mainly negotiated transfer. As long as there is a contract, it can be transferred at will."
Do you know what this means?
Xia Lan looked at Yang Ziye.
Seeing Xia Lan's serious face, Yang Ziye stopped smiling.
They also realized the meaning behind the Xia Lan language.
"You mean, they might be trying to trick us and sabotage us?"
As Yang Ziye thought along these lines, the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Everything carries Yang Ziye's name, so they can move freely, but if they fail... they can just pack up and leave, but he can't...
His name, Yang Ziye, is the best business card; everyone recognizes him.
"Depend on!"
Yang Ziye slammed his fist on his beloved car.
Xia Lan looked at him, knowing that he had already realized how big the trap was.
"If you hadn't reminded me, I would have really fallen for it!"
Yang Ziye gritted his teeth and said.
Because this is indeed a very profitable project, once it succeeds...
"That's why I said I've never believed in a free lunch."
"It seems like you don't need to invest anything to get a share of their profits."
“But if any problems arise in the project, everyone will only look for you, Yang Ziye. Once they leave, no one will even know.”
Xia Lan reminded Yang Ziye.
"I understand now, these people just want to use me."
"Good to know."
Xia Lan patted Yang Ziye.
"We don't need them to do real estate; we can do it ourselves."
Yang Ziye looked at Xia Lan, and Xia Lan smiled.
"Come see me tomorrow, and I'll go back tonight and prepare a plan."
"OK."
Yang Ziye nodded, deciding not to go to the Xia Lan factory and to go home directly to write the proposal.
After Xia Lan left, Yang Ziye's face darkened instantly.
He pulled a large object from his pocket, leaned against the car, and dialed a phone number.
"Oh, Mr. Yang, you have so much free time to call me?"
"Help me investigate a few people."
Yang Ziye said seriously.
"you say."
Hearing the seriousness in his tone, the person on the other end also stopped smiling.
"The wealthy businessmen from the port city are called..."
Yang Ziye relayed the information of several people to the man on the other end of the phone, and the man nodded.
Give me half a day.
He hung up the phone after saying that.
Yang Ziye put away his mobile phone, turned around and got into the car.
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