The imperial capital, within the first ring and in a courtyard house.

Zhang Fu checked his luggage for the last time, muttering about the list of those fragmented items.

"Igniter, insulation sticker, cup, knife, water purification potion, rope..."

The father next to him couldn't help complaining while helping him collect all the equipment all over the floor:

"The survey team would have sent you these things, what's the use of bringing so many? Now the conditions are not the same as before. If you really want to bring more cigarettes, alcohol and snacks, and get there to other friends in your team to get some relationships, and things will be smoother at that time..."

"You old man knows nothing!"

Zhang Fu pursed his lips disdainfully and continued:

"Look at my igniter. This thing is made by Shu Fei, the pilot version! Do you know how much this thing cost your son? It's a whole six thousand oceans!"

"Waterproof and windproof, the 12th-level storm is well lit. If you encounter an emergency, you can use it as a camping lamp temporarily. Can the rags posted by the survey team be better than it?"

"Your son is going to have a life-long life this time. You must not prepare well on the equipment? Why do you keep the money? You can't take it away."

"Besides, my whole lot of things can't keep up with what you used to treat to Lijia Cuisine. Why? I'm willing to eat, drink and have fun by myself, but I can't bear to give your son flowers?"

Hearing his words, the old man slapped him on the head and said angrily:

"Stop giving me such boring farts here. When will I not let you spend money? When did you make someone's belly bigger two years ago, wasn't it the butt I wiped your father's ass?"

"Do you know how much money I spent on your father to settle it for you? It's so strange. You are still complaining to me here that you can't bear to spend money. Why do you feel sorry for the money you invested in by your father?"

Zhang Fu touched his head and stood up, sighed and said:

"My father, it's not that I feel sorry for you, it's that you are too cruel. Those billions of dollars will be invested. It may not be possible when it can be recovered. Stop talking about me. Look at who in our family will say a few words to you?"

"Besides, you invest, you invest, at least you contribute to the country, but can you invest some good investments? Our country is now doing the Tongtianhe project and the Fenghuo project. What the hell is you invested in the Northwest afforestation project?"

"That thing costs so much? When the water passes, trees and grass will naturally grow. Can you plant it?"

"You know nothing!"

The old man threw the insulation sticker in his hand at Zhang Fu and said angrily:

"So you have too short-sighted vision. What is the essence of Tongtianhe Project? It is to consolidate sand and make soil, transform desert into fields, water sources are only part of it, and excellent tree species are also very important."

"What's going on now? A large amount of funds have poured into the civil engineering links of the engineering project, and no one has ever taken care of the back-end afforestation link."

"What should I do if I don't invest? Is the country rich? Do farmers have money? Even if farmers have money, do they have the technology to develop good varieties? Then it depends on your old man, I raised it?"

"Besides, what is a high-risk and high-yield investment? It means doing things that others dare not do or doing things that others cannot imagine. Do you think your father and I have collected the billions for free, and aren't they all come back like this?"

"You are great, you are noble, and you have a forward-looking vision... I said you can just invest, and at least leave some for yourself. Why do you expect me to support you in the future?"

"I told you in advance that I can't support my old age..."

"I can do you?"

The old man smiled, took out a bank card from his pocket, and then asked:

"Do you know how much money is here?"

Zhang Fu's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise:

"And there is a small vault? How many?"

"Not much, two million."

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"Don't let your mother go! I'll clean myself long ago! Take care of your own mouth. If your mother hears this, I'll give you a discount on her legs!"

"I know, I know... Since I have no money, please stay at home. I won't be quarrel with you anymore. Your son is an adult, so it's time to go out and do some serious business."

The old man nodded and started to help pack his luggage silently again.

More than an hour later, all the fragments of Zhang Fu's trip were packed up. The two of them walked out of the door and sat down on the steps of the yard tacitly.

Zhang Fu took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for the old man. The latter took a deep breath, spit out the smoke and said:

"After you leave, I will clean up the house and the things in this house, and sell them all."

"Didn't you say that the survey team's equipment is not good? I'll donate a batch of equipment to you with this money and use it all in the future."

Zhang Fu turned his head in surprise and looked at the old man, saying hesitantly:

"Old man, there is no need for this... We have lived in this house for more than 20 years. After all, we have a relationship, so why are we selling it?"

"You said you want to destroy your family and relieve the difficulties. The leaders saw it. There is no need to really tear down your own house, right?"

The old man shook his head and replied:

"You hook your finger and calculate it. How many times have I taught you a lesson? You should look forward to the long term!"

"Let's put aside the feelings of family and country first. Do you know what the situation is now? To put it bluntly, it's like the old China in 37 years. It's just when the country is in crisis and you have to accept the letter of honor!"

"What's this little money? I've earned enough money in my life, and I have enjoyed what I should enjoy. At this age, it's impossible to take another step."

"But you are okay! You are still young, 27 years old, and after 20 years, it will only be 47. Even if you fight for another twenty years, it will only be 67 when the dust is settled----You won't be 67, right?"

"...I can't answer your words."

"If you can't accept it, don't accept it. I mean, I'm paving the way for you now. There are not many things in our family. To be honest, I have also walked a wrong path and got too close to those capitals, so I should show my attitude at this time."

"Look, let me give you an example. You are now a member of the Tongtianhe project survey team? You are the biggest funder of the Northwest afforestation project. This is a relationship. If you make some more achievements, can you be promoted faster than others?"

"In 20 years, with such a strong foundation, as long as you inherit some of my excellent genes, it will not be difficult to become the chief commander of the project at that time."

"When things are gone and the crisis is over, can you be rewarded in terms of merit and merit, how can you lose it?"

"Didn't you always say that you envy the background of Lao Tang's family? Don't you always say that your father, I am just a small fish and shrimp in this imperial capital that looks like a sea? I did it well this time, and I can't guarantee that you can make much progress, but our descendants will definitely be stable."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Fu sighed and replied:

"I understand, understand. Or do you think it's a good plan?"

"......If you say it's a calculating, then it's OK. Who hasn't even thought about his own little abacus? Your father, I, I will believe in one sentence in my life: Just talk about your actions and your heart."

"So, I think it's great that you can choose to join the survey team this time. After this trip, you'll be really an adult."

Speaking of this, the old man sighed deeply.

Just three months ago, after he determined the fact of the invasion of the adjacent dimension, he immediately made arrangements for his property and invested almost all his funds into the northwest afforestation plan related to the Tongtianhe Plan.

His purpose was not simple. As he said, it was both a letter of surrender and a way out for his son.

Want to be alone in the coming great era and continue to be a rich man with a lot of money?

Is this possible? Obviously, the old man who has seen too many personnel changes has his own answer in his heart.

So, he also made his own choice.

The only thing he didn't expect was that his son's choice would be further than himself--he signed up to participate in the survey team of the Tongtianhe project.

Logically speaking, the old man should not have any worries about this matter. After all, my son majored in geology in college and liked to play with young people like outdoors and off-roading, but in his heart, his son is still the ignorant child who loves to play and causes trouble and always wants to help clean up the mess by himself.

Now this sudden change caught him off guard.

Where is he going?

Plateau, desert, canyon, no man's land... Although all technologies have developed greatly now, the survey tasks that lasted for two years are still not a joke. If something happens, the father and son will probably be separated by heaven and man.

But he couldn't stop his son--he was growing up and it was time to do some serious business.

The two on the steps had their own thoughts. After smoking a cigarette, Zhang Fu hesitated and asked:

"Old man, you said, can we pass this level?"

"Sure, what can't?"

"......I haven't even said which level it is!"

"rest assured."

The old man patted Zhang Fu on the shoulder and replied:

"No matter which level, you can pass it."

......

After a simple supper, Zhang Fu left home with heavy luggage. Two hours later, he met with a group of other survey team members of the Imperial Capital at Daxing Airport.

These team members come from different families and have different appearances, and even have different purposes for joining the survey team. However, if analyzed according to Bruce Conn's "motivation theory", their purpose of boarding this flight is surprisingly consistent.

They want to live and live better.

They want this nation to survive.
Chapter completed!