development zone.

A row of business cars parked on the side of the road. A fat man got out of the first car. He took small steps and diligently opened the door for the people behind him: "This is it. Look, it is surrounded by newly built roads. The one in front is circled."

That piece of land is what I want to show you today. It is really a good project! Ordinarily, my brother is so tight on funds that he should let go when he has to. But he is really reluctant to let it go. Now as long as the start-up funds are in place and the project is established, he can get it right away.

Once you get the loan, you can really just lie down..."

The person in charge of the investor who got out of the car was said to be a vice president in his forties. With a polite and reserved smile, he lightly interrupted the fat man: "Mr. Wang, we have read your feasibility report and detailed regulations.

Yes, no need to stress it again - Lanchuan, come and take a look."

The fat man laughed along, his eyes falling on the young man who had just gotten out of the car.

I saw that this man was tall and handsome, wearing a light gray shirt, and wearing thin metal-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. I don’t know the degree, but the lenses looked very thin anyway. Not only were the lenses thin, but his lips were also thin.

, his nose is narrow and straight, his jaw is sharp - even his eyelids seem to be three-thirds thinner than others. Because he is tall, he has to lower his eyes slightly when looking at people, and his eyes flow out of the corners of his eyes, which is a bit like a smile but not a smile.

The fat man swallowed his saliva and felt his waist bumped by the aura of "I am the king of sex". He had an intuition that this person came with bad intentions.

"Yu Lanchuan, the 'Lan' of a gentleman, the 'Chuan' of an ocean that embraces all rivers, this is the head of our risk control department." The vice president of the investor pointed at Yu Lanchuan and said to the fat man half-seriously, "Don't look at the young man.

, This one is holding the sword of Shang Fang. Our big boss is cautious. The most powerful person in the company is their risk control department. We run business outside every day, but there is no report from this young man that is useful."

The fat man quickly cheered up and flattered him to the point of deafening: "Mr. Yu, you are a young talent, you are a young talent!"

Forcing the king... Manager Yu closed the tablet in his hand, nodded to the fat man, and said "Hello" with precious words.

"I don't know how much Mr. Yu knows about our area," the fat man said while rubbing his hands. "In recent years, our Yanning has developed too fast. This area was a wasteland more than ten years ago, and now it has become an urban area and is out of print.

,I……"

"I don't know much about it, but I just came here once." Yu Lanchuan interrupted the fat man just as he was about to take a breath and start a long speech, which made the fat man choke. "This place used to be not a wasteland, but a landfill."

The fat man's eyes flashed, and then he quickly added: "Hey, how about you understand? I was just about to say, before I had time, this project would be better in the landfill! Landfill reconstruction

, this... land reuse, it now has a mature technology. After crushing and compacting the garbage, it is very stable. It is also good for the surrounding environment. It is beneficial to the country and the people. The country is very encouraging! The developers are planning to use this

As a highlight, some policy support should still be available..."

"That's not right, Mr. Wang," Yu Lanchuan said tepidly, "I remember that this seems to be a specialized disposal facility for household waste. The smell is very strong. As far as I know, a lot of liquids and toxic substances will seep into the ground, and some things have a long decomposition cycle.

It’s very long and will affect the geology. According to your plan, won’t there be problems with the foundation?”

The fat man was obviously stuck in his shell, and began to evade the important and take the easy: "This... this must be no problem. My friend's project company has been established, and the plans have been demonstrated by experts. Technically, they are absolutely guaranteed. You can do this."

Don’t worry about it. Our main difficulty now is funds..."

Yu Lanchuan lowered his head and smiled, and said politely: "Who isn't? This year's money shortage means everyone's funds are very difficult, so we have to be more cautious, don't you think so?"

"That's that, that's..." The fat man followed him, nodding and bowing, but from an angle that no one else could see, he stabbed Yu Lanchuan in the back with a cold gaze, sincerely wishing him to be struck by lightning.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yu Lanchuan suddenly turned his head as if there were eyes behind him, and met the fat man's gaze before he had time to look back: "Mr. Wang, you seem to have something to say to me?"

The fat man got excited and sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

Fortunately, someone from the investor made a joke at this time: "We in Lanchuan have a special power. When someone stares at him, he can immediately feel whether he is God or not? Mr. Wang must think that we middle-aged and elderly people are greasy.

Just now I was just looking at the little fresh meat."

The fat man reluctantly laughed a few times, and then he didn't dare to talk nonsense any more.

The group completed the on-site inspection very efficiently, and the seven-seater business car drove out of the development area and headed towards the central business district with numerous high-rise buildings.

"I won't make a report on this matter. There is no value in discussing it at the meeting." Returning to the company, Yu Lanchuan thrust the tablet computer into the driver's hand and said to the vice president leading the team as he walked, "The person named Wang is unreliable.

I'm just a bastard. I guess I told the developer first, 'I have a good project, but I can't get the qualifications for a while. I'll provide the start-up capital. You guys are asset-light. All you need to do is send a team, name it, and help me finance the business.

Get up, don't take risks at all, let's make money together', and then tell the investors, 'The developer is a big brand, and the projects have always been solid. This time, I would rather break the capital chain than give up this piece of fat. Fortunately, I am short of money.

, just gave us the opportunity to get a share of the pie, this opportunity should not be missed.' After both parties were deceived, and the funds were in place, the project was approved, and he took another sum and left, leaving nothing in sight."

"You have such a mouth," the vice president who led the team laughed, and then gave him a meaningful look, "A second-level gangster has his own uses. After all, he was introduced by Mr. Li's friend, even if it is for the sake of

In terms of Mr. Li's face, it wouldn't be appropriate for us not to make this trip. At work, sometimes for the sake of colleagues' face and worldliness, we have to sacrifice some precious time and do some useless work, which is normal."

Yu Lanchuan smiled and did not answer.

Now there are rumors that the big boss is retiring, but there has been no movement in the group. Several vice presidents in the company are already fighting like black-eyed chickens, giving each other eye drops every day. Everyone wants to pick up their big knife of risk control and attack the Japanese.

Cut it off. As a busy knife, Yu Lanchuan has been involved in the bloody storm and has not had a weekend off for a month in a row.

He turned aside and pressed the elevator button for his colleagues: "I have a few things to discuss with people in the conference room. Everyone, please go upstairs first."

"Mr. Yu, thank you for your hard work."

"You can work hard if you can."

When the elevator door closed, Yu Lanchuan suppressed his smile and walked to the conference room with a calm expression. The assistant who had been waiting at the door of the conference room caught up with him and handed him a cup of coffee and a stack of paper materials. Yu Lanchuan glanced at it, and then

Returning the folder to her: "I don't have time to read it. Just tell me verbally."

The young assistant was well-trained and immediately briefed him on the content of the materials in a low and orderly manner. Yu Lanchuan listened without saying a word. From time to time, people passed him by and nodded to him. The principle of light can tell the difference.

On the stone floor, well-dressed men and women walked in a hurry.

The social stereotype is that those who live like a bird's nest, have a shiny face, and make a living by taking out food all day long must be poor and miserable, eating and waiting to die, and are losers who are destined to be eliminated. On the contrary, those who wear customized suits and work every day

Those who swagger by in the CBD with their phones under their arm must be urban elites with promising futures and a company of reinforced bees and butterflies behind them.

However, the "wretched and dead houses" may be demolished households, sitting on several properties, living a happy life of collecting rent.

"Urban elites" may be house slaves who have spent all their money, only use small samples of perfume, face the risk of running out of food at the end of each month, work overtime every day, and then be exposed to articles about "sudden death after staying up late" on major public accounts

Heart-wrenching back and forth.

Things in the world are unpredictable, so it’s hard to say.

For example, Yu Lanchuan, who has an extremely cold image and aura, is such a glamorous and down-and-out "urban elite".

On a midsummer Friday evening, Yu Lanchuan, who had been working all day long, took his last breath and endured a four-hour TV and telephone conference, which was so noisy that his brain was buzzing. In the shuddering moment,

Under the cold wind of the central air conditioner, he returned to his office, closed the door, and slumped down on his chair. There were another dozen documents waiting to be read and reviewed in the mailbox. He didn't want to open any of them, he just wanted to go home and lie down.

When he was going through his mailbox, he saw an email from the previous day showing "unread". He glanced at the title and his heart dropped even more - it was a credit card repayment notice from the bank.

Yu Lanchuan poured himself half a cup of hot tea, borrowed some heat, and then opened his "Private Financial Management Form".

The trinity of "time management", "financial management" and "health management" all belong to the "elite standard", and no one can be missing. Those neat forms are like condoms, as if you can control the rhythm of your life by putting it in one place.

As if protected from being ravaged/ravaged.

On Mr. Yu's personal financial management form, the most conspicuous column is "mortgage."

The house is a mirror for contemporary youth.

Before buying a house, young people all felt that they were outstanding and sooner or later they would be able to soar into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with Marshal Tianpeng.

After buying a house, the "gods" were demoted to the mortal world one after another, fell into the pig pen, and became the disgraced second senior brother.

For some reasons, Yu Lanchuan bought a house at the beginning of this year. When he was looking at the house, he was first blinded by the toothy "old people" in the city, and then he almost got lost in the outer suburbs of Yanning City.

At first, I was very puzzled, why are there tens of millions of mansions in the city, but none of them are for people to live in?

Later, he looked for the reason within himself and understood that the problem was not due to the availability of housing in the market, but to his own lack of money and many things to do.

Finally, after many compromises, he finally settled on a house that was acceptable in all aspects, paid the down payment at a loss, and became a glorious house slave.

The monthly mortgage is nearly 20,000 yuan, with a term of 30 years.

The maximum prison sentence is twenty-five years.

Banks are more cruel than prisons.

What's even more immoral is that the "mansion" that left him impoverished will not be completed for more than a year. This means that during this year, he will have to pay off the loan every month and pay an additional rent of more than 7,000.

In addition, the big expenses this week include the parking fee of 8,500 in the second half of the year, the two "marriage taxes" of 2,000, and the old boss's dead mother who has to make trouble at this time...

Yu Lanchuan stared blankly at the screen for a while, then took a deep breath and touched his waist, feeling that his precarious kidneys were trembling.

Just then, his cell phone rang, and the caller ID read "Salted Fish".

"Xianyu" was named Yu Yan, and he was Yu Lanchuan's elementary school classmate. The class teacher at that time couldn't speak Mandarin well and couldn't tell the difference between "Yu" and "Yu". He always joked that they were brothers. As time went by, the two had completely different temperaments.

The boys played together inexplicably and became children.

Yu Yan's dream since childhood was to be a real salted fish. Unexpectedly, things backfired. Maybe people with dreams are not worthy of being salted fish. In short, he became a people's policeman by accident. Don't look at it.

The people he was in charge of were trivial things with three rats and four eyes, and he was often so busy that he stepped on the back of his head. It had been a while since he had bothered Yu Lanchuan.

"If you have something to say, get out of here." Yu Lanchuan never had the baggage of an idol in front of Fa Xiao. He decisively stripped off his pretentiousness and revealed his bad nature. He spoke a few words half-deadly from the tip of his tongue, "No drink, no date, no go."

"

Officer Yu hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, Mr. Lan, your brother is here with me."

"Oh," Yu Lanchuan heard about it and pinched the bridge of his nose expressionlessly, "My brother jumped off the building to sell one piece for 10,000. No counter-offer. Alipay will transfer it to my account. From now on, he will be your brother."

Yu Yan: "Don't make trouble, it's not at my house, it's at our station, the police station!"

Yu Lanchuan paused and snorted from his nose: "What did he do?"

Yu Yanyi sternly condemned: "You bastard, what kind of big brother do you think you are? Can't you look forward to something all day long? This is a very good child who is kind-hearted and helpful to others and helps the old lady. As a result,

The old lady touched the porcelain. If a passerby hadn't called the police in time, she would have been beaten by a few gangsters just now. Stop talking nonsense and come here quickly!"

"Is this good?" Yu Lanchuan raised his eyelids, "This is called lack of heart."

Yu Yan: "..."

"Besides, it's not 'almost'. That means I didn't get beaten. I still have something to do, so let him wait there first." Yu Lanchuan clicked the cap on the pen, "You feed him some food, and I will reimburse you later."

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Yu Yan: "Hey, you scumbag, you..."
Chapter completed!