Ke Teng raised an eyebrow, "What? If I don't go back today, are you going to tie me up?"
"Compared to you embarrassing yourself here, or even losing your life, what's tying you up?"
"If you're disobedient, I'll lock you up at home!"
Ke Teng was speechless, "I didn't say I must inherit your family fortune, nor did I say I must bring glory to your ancestors. What right do you have to tie me up?"
"If you think I'm useless, find someone else to have kids with! I don't need you to care about me!"
Ke Jingyu was so angry he started spewing profanities.
"Damn it, if you were still fifteen or sixteen now, I'd really give up on you and find someone else to have kids!"
"But you're already in your twenties. I'm someone who should be enjoying my grandchildren, and you're out fooling around. Don't you want people to gossip about me!"
"Hmph, nowadays, many people fool around. With your status, it's not normal to not have someone by your side. Don't worry, no one dares to gossip about you."
Ke Jingyu really wanted to hit him.
"You think I'm doing this for you? I'm doing it for your mother!"
"Alright, alright, I'm not wasting any more words with you. If there's anything you need, have someone pack it for you, and get lost."
"I'm not going."
Ke Teng closed his eyes and leaned back in his wheelchair.
"No matter what, I have to finish dealing with this matter. Otherwise, I'm not leaving."
Ke Jingyu sneered, "I have plenty of ways to deal with you. You won't leave? Fine, you can have the hard way."
He glanced towards the door, and two bodyguards walked in, standing in front of Ke Teng with cold expressions.
"I'll ask you one last time, leave on your own, or do you want me to help you?"
Ke Teng finally showed some fear, "What are you going to do? Dad, don't push it!"
Pushing it?
You haven't seen what true pushing it is.
Ke Jingyu decisively gestured to the person beside him, who immediately pulled out a syringe from behind his back.
With one injection, Ke Teng lost consciousness instantly.
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Jiang Nan Fang suffered from severe morning sickness, throwing up everything she ate, feeling listless every day.
Zhan Bei Jue not only forbade her from going to the company but also brought his work home to do.
He stayed by her side diligently every day.
At this moment, Jiang Nan Fang was leaning weakly on the sofa, reading a magazine, while he handled his affairs beside her.
She overheard him on two phone calls, discussing demolition.
"What place are you demolishing? Why is the price so low?"
Wasn't she reading a magazine? Did she still have the energy to listen to my conversation?
Seeing her in a bad state early in the morning, Zhan Bei Jue hadn't dared to bother her after being home for half the day.
Now that she spoke first, he quickly turned his gaze to her and joked.
"Does Mrs. Zhan have an opinion on my work?"
Jiang Nan Fang lazily replied, continuing to look at the magazine, "I wouldn't dare."
"I don't understand your real estate matters, I just asked casually."
"As far as I know, housing prices are generally not low. If you offer a thousand yuan per square meter, will people let you demolish?"
This was just demolition compensation after resettlement housing. Jiang Nan Fang only heard half the story, and Zhan Bei Jue followed her line of thought without explaining.
"You think the price is too low? Low or not, it depends on the location. It's just a small, rundown fishing village in the suburbs. Do you expect it to be compared to the city center?"
"Regardless of whether it's a small fishing village or not, it's still a house."
Jiang Nan Fang shifted her gaze towards him.
"Assuming each household has 100 square meters, with such little compensation, where can they resettle?"
Zhan Bei Jue leaned back in his chair casually, "That's not my responsibility anymore."
"I'm just a businessman, I do my part according to policy. I don't have to worry about the nation and its people."
He glanced at Jiang Nan Fang, who was radiating maternal grace.
"Speaking of which, you're a businesswoman too. Why are you so merciful? If you always consider things from others' perspectives, how can you do business?"
The topic had shifted, and Jiang Nan Fang was no longer sleepy. She closed the magazine.
"I'm different from you. Although I'm a businesswoman, I'm a technical talent who prioritizes the welfare of the general public."
"Of course, money needs to be earned, but it comes second. The primary consideration is to think from the customer's perspective."
"They aren't my customers. We really are different in this regard."
Seeing Zhan Bei Jue's indifferent demeanor, Jiang Nan Fang couldn't help but argue with him.
"How can they not be your customers? They are living well in their homes, and you want to demolish them."
"If you're spending money to buy their things, aren't they your customers?"
"If you insist on saying so, then so be it."
Zhan Bei Jue intended to tease her to the end.
"But the price is strictly set according to market rules and laws. It's well-founded, not just something I made up. Don't think of me as a greedy businessman."
Jiang Nan Fang naturally didn't believe that the person sleeping next to her was a greedy businessman.
However, this demolition price was truly outrageous.
Even building a house on their own homestead in the countryside wouldn't cost this much.
"I really don't understand how you set your prices."
"If someone has no one to feed, it's fine. But if there are elders above and children below, how can they live on this amount of money?"
"I bet you, Zhan Bei Jue, your demolition will encounter big problems."
"Oh really? I don't think so."
Zhan Bei Jue said, "My engineering projects rely on explicit government clauses. I undertake government projects, and it's about building landmark structures in Nancheng."
"When doing big things, you can't cater to every aspect. Sacrificing a small part to achieve the greater good has always been common in the business world."
"Even if there are minor issues, they won't require my intervention. For the sake of the bigger picture, the government will resolve them. What trouble could there be?"
"Your husband never fights a battle he isn't prepared for."
Jiang Nan Fang's eyelids twitched, "You're not planning on forced demolition, are you?"
She remembered that a few years ago, when the real estate industry was just booming, a well-known project in Nancheng had resorted to forced demolition, leading to a resident jumping to their death.
At that time, she was merely an onlooker, feeding on gossip from the newspapers. She didn't want such a thing to happen to her husband one day.
Seeing his expression, Zhan Bei Jue knew what she was thinking.
"Don't worry, even if it comes to that, I won't have to personally step in."
"...Why didn't I realize you had such grand aspirations to help the world before? You make me sound like an unfeeling, unrighteous capitalist."
Jiang Nan Fang didn't know if it was her inherent dislike of capitalism or if she had become exceptionally soft due to pregnancy.
"In any case, I hope you consider the general public more when formulating policies."
"I understand the company isn't just yours. Various operations require money. But how much money is enough?"
"It's better to have a win-win cooperation and happily conclude the project. It would be a beautiful memory to recall at any time, wouldn't it?"
Well said.
His wife was kind-hearted and had a far-sighted perspective. Zhan Bei Jue loved her even more.
He put down his mouse and sat beside her.
"I will take your suggestions. It's rare for Mrs. Zhan to offer feedback on my work. I'll have them make changes now."
"Given how good I am, can I have a kiss as a reward?"