Chapter 0659: A Leaf Obscuring the Eye

It's a pitiful world where parents' hearts are concerned. For every parent, the greatest wish is for their child to succeed and be happy.

So when Zhao's dad learned that Zhao Fusheng was now a well-known advertising planner, his first reaction was not to have Zhao Fusheng help him solve the current problem, but to prevent his son from having to ask others for help because of his affairs.

Zhao's dad understood well that in business, the hardest debt to repay is a favor.

If his son owed someone a favor this time, then when that person came to his son for help someday, his son would have to repay far more than what was given now.

After hearing his father's words, Zhao Fusheng immediately laughed.

He really liked this feeling. Although his father's behavior seemed a bit pedantic, this was the father he respected.

Everyone has dreams. Some dream of traveling the world, experiencing different customs and cultures. Others dream of having multiple wives and concubines, living a life of debauchery and luxury.

Zhao Fusheng's former dream was small—he only hoped to earn more money so he wouldn't have to live in poverty. But now, with his increasing wealth, he naturally no longer worried about basic necessities.

What followed was greater ambition.

There was an American psychologist named Abraham Maslow who divided human needs into five levels from low to high.

Physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, esteem needs, and self-actualization needs.

And Zhao Fusheng had reached the final stage.

So after hearing his father's words, Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and shook his head: "Dad, you've got it wrong. I'm not going to beg them; I'm giving those people a chance to get rich."

"Huh?"

Zhao's dad was stunned.

This world is very hypocritical and also very cold.

People face all kinds of lies every day, and they themselves speak words they don't even believe. Moreover, we don't even know what we truly want.

Dreams and youth, over time, are worn down by the cruel society, losing their edges.

Even confessions of love sometimes can only be made on April Fool's Day.

Zhao's dad had thought about seeking funds from some business friends, but those people seemed to have heard about the difficulties Wanda Construction was facing and chose to back off.

The only ones still by his side were those comrades who had started the business with him from the beginning.

Although Wanda Construction had nothing to do with them, they still said that if needed, all the funds from the shopping mall could be transferred over.

No matter what, they should first deal with the emergency.

This was the sentence Zhao's dad had heard most often recently.

Because in everyone's eyes, the land Chen Hai had taken on was clearly a bottomless pit, a hot potato.

But now, in Zhao Fusheng's mouth, it had become a cornucopia that could bring wealth.

What was going on?

If it weren't his precious son saying this, Zhao's dad's first reaction would be whether this guy was a swindler.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and continued to his father: "Dad, you said the buildings on this land must be used for public welfare. So what if we develop underground?"

Underground?

Zhao's dad was taken aback, looking at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

Clearly, his son's suggestion was completely unexpected.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. His father didn't know what the ultimate fate of this land was in the original timeline.

Even he had just recalled it. If Zhao Fusheng remembered correctly, after being idle for three years, in 2003, the land was bought by an out-of-town businessman for five million yuan and converted into a supermarket.

That's right—the ground level was a public square, and underground was a supermarket.

Now, Zhao Fusheng planned to have his father do the same. As for whether the municipal party committee leaders would accept it, Zhao Fusheng believed his father could find a way to solve that problem.

Sometimes, whether a problem can be solved isn't because of a lack of money, but because of a lack of open-mindedness.

Just like Zhao's dad and the others, after hearing that the land could only be used for public welfare construction, they instinctively thought the whole project would lose money. They only thought about how to minimize losses, never considering how much they could earn if the transformation succeeded.

This kind of thinking error left his father and the others trapped in a dilemma, at a loss.

But Zhao Fusheng, from the start, never thought about losing money. No kidding—this wasn't twenty years ago, when a single administrative order could make someone surrender. A municipal party secretary alone wasn't enough to intimidate him.

It's said that what people call maturity is just being shaped by life into a form suitable for survival. That was Zhao Fusheng now.

"Fusheng, do you really mean to agree to the city's request?" Zhao's dad asked in surprise.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Dad, our situation now is that Wanda Construction is on the fire. I'm sure that if there weren't people in the city's real estate circle beating the drum behind the scenes, this wouldn't have happened. Secretary Zhou and the other city leaders, to a large extent, are just going with the flow."

"This..." Zhao's dad hesitated, then nodded after a moment.

He knew very well that his son was absolutely right.

Now that their Wanda Shopping Mall was thriving and they had set up a construction company, they had become a rising force. Many people had long been displeased with them.

So if there weren't people behind the scenes fanning the flames this time, Zhao's dad wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.

But the problem was his character. He knew that if he didn't intervene and pushed Chen Hai out as a scapegoat, the problem could be solved, but he still couldn't bring himself to be that ruthless.

Zhao Fusheng looked at his father and said with a smile: "You don't have to blame yourself. Sooner or later, you'll have to get involved in real estate. If we plan to open shopping malls nationwide, it's impossible without buying land and developing. Given the current situation, you'll encounter this kind of thing many times in the future."

"Sometimes, our very existence offends some people, not because we did anything wrong. Most people are just passing along rumors; what they see with their eyes, hear with their ears, and think in their minds may not be true."

Zhao Fusheng looked at his father and spoke slowly.

His father wasn't a bad person, but he wasn't a qualified businessman either; he still needed to grow.

But for Zhao Fusheng, as long as he was around, at least his father wouldn't fail too badly.

No matter how powerful the opponent, Zhao Fusheng didn't believe they could be stronger than him, someone favored by fate.