I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Chapter 2469 - 1558: Green Land

Sha City’s Economic Development Zone boasts a unique structure, the Twin Towers, linked by a glass sky bridge designed by internationally renowned architects. Occupying the absolute center, it does not blindly pursue height, with both towers only twenty-something stories tall. Yet, it is a landmark building for the Economic Development Zone and the entire Sha City, frequently visited by city leaders for inspections and commendations.

As the leading real estate enterprise contributing massive tax revenue, creating numerous jobs, and driving economic growth locally every year, Green Land rightfully enjoys these honors.

But nothing good lasts forever, and flowers do not bloom for a hundred days. With the whole real estate market in decline, the once-thriving Green Land seems unavoidably affected, hitting a developmental bottleneck. At this moment, inside a high-level office in the Twin Towers, a man sitting in a chair is meticulously wiping his Montblanc glasses, and a layer of wolf-like ruthlessness and gloom appears on his scholarly face.

Before the grand office desk stands another stout man, exuding a formidable aura, yet unlike his domineering presence outside, once inside this office, he hangs his head like a student caught misbehaving, likely more obedient than Boss Jiang ever was when summoned to the director’s office.

Despite the agreeable climate and cool temperature, his temples are damp, with occasional sweat trickling down his cheeks.

"So, you want to tell me that my money is just feeding a bunch of incompetent fools who can’t get anything done?"

"Lu, I sincerely apologize..."

"Apologize? That’s the answer you have for me?"

In terms of visual intimidation, the bowed man appears more threatening—if he shouted ’What are you looking at?’ on the street, most people probably wouldn’t dare respond. Yet, in front of the refined Lu, he can’t even stand straight.

The era of ruffians swaggering around with weapons is truly over.

The truly frightening ones are all wearing suits, ties, and sipping red wine.

"You can’t even handle such a small matter. Tell me, why do I need you?"

"Please, Lu, give me another chance!"

His bow deepened further.

Utterly humble.

Lu remained indifferent, slowly wearing the cleaned Montblanc glasses on his nose bridge. Though he was seated, his gaze was filled with a condescending coldness and contempt.

"I’d like to give you a chance. But after I give you a chance, who gives me a chance?"

"Lu, I’ve always been loyal to you, executing your directives tirelessly. This time, it was truly unexpected; we were careless. We didn’t expect that woman to be on guard..."

The man, considered a prominent figure in Sha City, raised his head as he spoke, but upon seeing the other’s expression, quickly hung his head again.

"Incompetence must be admitted. Here, no excuses, evasions, or justifications are accepted."

With clenched fists, his words were stifled, and he could only grit his teeth, saying, "Please punish me, Lu."

Behind the clear lenses, those eyes were merciless and shadowed. Just as Lu was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock..."

Lu’s expression returned to calm, "Enter."

A young and attractive secretary walked in, her high heels clicking, her professional suit skirt covering half her thigh. She lowered her eyes, ignoring the bowed man standing in penalty, "Lu, the Chairman wants you."

Lu’s face slightly changed, subconsciously furrowed his brows, and then adjusted his glasses.

"I understand. I’ll be there shortly."

The voluptuous secretary raised her head, awkwardly stating, "The Chairman said... immediately."

Lu’s gaze flickered, and he then silently rose, appearing composed as he walked out.

The secretary followed behind.

The office door closed, restoring silence.

Left alone, the man finally straightened his back, wiping his forehead, taking a deep breath, before his facial muscles twitched, furiously and disdainfully spitting onto the marble floor.

"Bah! Just putting on an act! He’s nothing but a dog!"

Green Land Chairman’s Office.

Three seconds after knocking, Lu pushed the door open and respectfully stood before the desk.

"Chairman."

Human civilization is like a primal forest.

Just like the animal kingdom.

The same survival of the fittest, similarly hierarchies abound.

The brutal food chain tightly interlinked.

Often appearing on local news, Sha City’s renowned entrepreneur, Green Land Chairman Fan Wanli has a righteous and amiable face, possessing remarkable affinity on camera, like a senior devoid of airs.

Except now, seated in his own office, his face lacks that signature gentle smile reserved for public dealings.

"Do you know why I called you?"

"Lu Xu doesn’t know."

Fan Wanli, a man past fifty, nodded, neither pleased nor angry, his serene voice giving nothing away.

"If you don’t know, then lift your head and look."

Lu Xu promptly raised his head and turned it back.

The suspended screen displayed a news segment, silent but with visible subtitles.

Indeed, it was coverage about the collective lawsuit from Greenfield Phase II owners.

On camera, owners held bright banners, indignant and agitated.

"Did you see clearly?"

Lu Xu withdrew his gaze, facing the desk again, his sights lowered, avoiding direct confrontation, "I saw it clearly."

The scene seemed to overlap with ones from not long ago.

Only the setting and people had changed.

"If I recall correctly, Greenfield Phase II near the train station is the project you’re in charge of?"

"Yes, it’s under my watch, Chairman."

Unity of knowledge and action.

This Lu Xu does not harshly judge others while being lenient on himself.