Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 341: Interested in Being the Sucker?

Peng Qianqian had been quite troubled lately.

This matter actually started last Friday.

Ever since Peng Qianqian beca the deputy project manager at Pengcheng Real Estate, this ti every week was when he reported his weekly work to the chairman (aka his father), and today was no exception.

However, just as he finished pouring tea for his old man, sat down, and was about to begin his work report, Old Peng spoke first.

He didn't ask about work matters, but instead inquired sowhat gossipily:

"Oh right, that... I heard Uncle Shen's daughter has started dating soone recently?"

"Ah? Ah, yes."

Peng Qianqian nodded.

Shen Miaomiao and Gu Sheng's high-profile relationship announcent wasn't just well-known within the gaming circle.

After all, the young lady Shen Miaomiao was the only daughter of Shen Wanlin, the helmsman of Shen Capital.

Her relationship status naturally beca a focus of attention for many people.

So it wasn't strange that this news reached Old Peng's ears.

"With Gu Sheng, the president of Golden Wind,"

At this point, Peng Qianqian worried his father might not know, so he specifically added:

"The one who achieved 1,350 tis asset appreciation in two years."

Although Peng Qianqian appeared honest and chubby on the outside, he was actually quite clever.

He deliberately said this to indirectly tell his father: Uncle Shen's young lady already has soone, and the person who won her heart is that talented individual who caused quite a discussion in their circles back then, so please stop trying to play matchmaker.

However, after hearing Peng Qianqian's words, Peng Guangjun sighed lightly:

"Sigh... Look at you, never knew how to cherish opportunities when you had them. Now she has a boyfriend too, and I have to go ask around again to see which family's daughter is still single so I can introduce you to..."

"Aiyo, Dad—"

Peng Qianqian's head buzzed, thinking to himself that you really never get tired of this, why does solving one problem just lead to another:

"I told you before, I have a girlfriend, could you please stop worrying about this?"

"What girlfriend? That little nurse?"

Hearing this, Peng Guangjun glanced sideways at Peng Qianqian, the corner of his mouth drooping as he drank tea.

"She's a doctor, a graduate student from dical school, okay,"

Peng Qianqian said quite helplessly:

"Not a nurse."

Actually, Peng Qianqian knew himself that his explanation made little difference in his father's ears.

After all, whether doctor or nurse, it was all the sa to Peng Guangjun, since what he cared about was never the woman's profession, but her family background.

Peng Qianqian's current girlfriend ca from an ordinary family, so he had never really approved of their relationship.

After all, the concept of matching social status was extrely important in the eyes of the older generation, especially soone of Peng Guangjun's wealth.

He didn't want his son to marry an ordinary girl who would provide almost no help to his career.

But his precious son was quite devoted, having been in this relationship for over two years. If not for his consistent subtle opposition, they'd probably already be discussing marriage by now.

The matter reached a stalemate.

Peng Guangjun wanted to find Peng Qianqian a socially appropriate match, while Peng Qianqian insisted on free love and wouldn't settle for anyone but his little doctor.

They'd argued about this many tis, always ending unhappily.

Now, with the topic brought up again, both father and son fell silent.

Arguing further was pointless anyway.

Actually, Peng Guangjun's intentions were good—as the saying goes, making money is easy but keeping it is hard. He feared that after he passed away, Peng Qianqian would have no support and their empire would crumble instantly.

After all, the real estate industry could collapse at any mont. You might have hundreds of billions in total assets today, and tomorrow be saddled with trillions in debt.

Peng Qianqian himself also knew that his father worried about his lack of capability, and truth be told, he indeed wasn't as capable as his father.

So when it ca down to it, the core of their conflict wasn't really about whether Peng Qianqian could marry an ordinary girl, but whether Peng Qianqian could shoulder heavy responsibilities and stand on his own in the future.

And the only solution to this problem was actually quite simple—

"...So you got kicked out of ho too?"

In the Golden Wind chairman's office, Shen Miaomiao raised her eyebrows with great interest as she asked Peng Xiaopang, looking completely like soone enjoying the spectacle, with a definite "so you've co to this too" feeling.

anwhile, Peng Qianqian opposite her looked embarrassed, grinning awkwardly:

"Um, I... wouldn't quite say that?"

Peng Qianqian was already sowhat intimidated by this Shen family young lady, and now her words nearly choked him to death.

Fortunately, there was still the good-natured Gu Sheng nearby to help save the situation, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to continue this conversation.

"Manager Peng here is being sent out for training experience,"

Gu Sheng pinched Shen Miaomiao's little hand under the table, telling her not to say whatever ca to mind:

"So he can better assist Old Manager Peng later in leading Pengcheng Real Estate to continue contributing to Binjiang's developnt."

"Ah yes yes yes yes!"

Peng Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, smiling happily and nodding repeatedly.

See! See! This is why President Gu is the best!

Understands the bigger picture, knows when to advance and retreat, has capability—every word he says makes people feel comfortable inside and out!

Excellent!

Peng Qianqian's current situation was actually quite similar to Shen Miaomiao's circumstances at the very beginning.

Since personal capability had beco an obstacle to Peng Qianqian's pursuit of love freedom, there was only one solution left for him—to eliminate the obstacle.

Thus, the Peng father and son imitated the approach of the Shen father and daughter.

Back then, didn't Shen Wanlin give Shen Miaomiao a recently acquired, half-dead company?

Now, Peng Qianqion took over an extrely awkward small plot of land from Old Peng.

In Old Peng's words: It's the sa half-dead starting point. I don't expect you to shine as brilliantly as Golden Wind, but if you can make sothing slightly promising out of this land, I'll consider you sowhat capable. In the future, forget dating a doctor—you could marry an elephant and I wouldn't care.

Old Peng's words were quite absolute.

But actually, the reason he dared say this was certainly justified.

"This plot of land... is extrely problematic."

Peng Qianqian had co here to discuss cooperation, plus the negotiation counterpart was the Shen family young lady, so naturally he had nothing to hide, nor any need to hide anything.

After all, if Shen Miaomiao really wanted to know the detailed information about this land, she had plenty of channels to find out.

Besides, with their fathers' friendship established here, there was no reason for them to lie to each other.

Peng Qianqian laid all his cards on the table—

It turned out that around last year's end, Pengcheng Real Estate participated in a land auction and acquired the only remaining residential plot No. 4 in the eastern district for a total price of 2.7 billion.

You should know that the eastern district had always been the sweet spot of Binjiang's real estate market.

Whether new or second-hand hos, properties in the eastern district never had trouble selling—you could even say they sold out imdiately upon listing.

Under such circumstances, Pengcheng Real Estate didn't go through many bidding rounds before easily acquiring this coveted plot that all developers eyed greedily.

Naturally, there were so twists and turns involved.

Peng Qianqian couldn't go into too much detail, plus these things didn't need much explanation anyway. After all, Shen Capital was much bigger than Pengcheng Real Estate, and Shen Miaomiao had seen more of such favorable treatnts than him—even including current local tax benefits for Golden Wind.

"However, besides these commonly known factors, there was actually an additional condition for Pengcheng to successfully acquire this land,"

Peng Qianqian said:

"That was having to simultaneously accept a plot in the southern suburbs of the southern district, about 1.3 hectares, plot ratio 2, total price over 60 million, comrcial land."

1.3 hectares equals 13,000 square ters, about one and a half standard football fields. Acquiring land at over 60 million total price worked out to a floor price of just over 2,000 per square ter.

Extrely cheap.

You should know that current comrcial street floor prices in Binjiang's eastern district land auctions easily reached over 10,000 per square ter.

In comparison, the southern suburb plot's floor price of over 2,000 yuan might even make people feel like they'd scored a great bargain.

But in reality!

All three Binjiang natives present knew exactly how problematic this land was!

"Southern suburbs ah..."

After hearing Peng Qianqian's complaints, even Shen Miaomiao couldn't help showing a trace of sympathy on her face:

"Isn't that the village outskirts?"

"No,"

Peng Qianqian shook his head:

"A bit further south than the village outskirts."

Shen Miaomiao, Gu Sheng: ....

A comrcial zoned plot even more remote than village outskirts.

No wonder its floor price was so low.

Who the hell would build comrcial properties there!

It would take ten minutes just to get there by three-wheeled motorcycle from the village outskirts!

"So... your father gave you this land?"

Even Gu Sheng couldn't help grinning as he asked Peng Qianqian.

"...Ah..."

Peng Qianqian's grin stretched even wider like the character for "80,000" in mahjong, nodding.

Holy shit...

Gu Sheng inwardly gasped, thinking no wonder Old Peng dared say that if Peng Qianqian could make sothing of this land, he wouldn't care even if he married an elephant—

Because this place simply couldn't be developed!

Old Peng was much harsher than Old Shen back then!

If Little Nezha's starting point was high difficulty, then Peng Qianqian's starting point was hell difficulty!

Regarding this, Peng Qianqian also appeared extrely helpless.

According to him, the reason Pengcheng Real Estate had to acquire this land was because early this year, the municipal leadership proposed a "develop new southern business district" plan.

As a leading real estate enterprise in Binjiang City and even the entire province, Pengcheng Real Estate naturally needed to actively respond and strongly support.

Although everyone knew that comrcial southward expansion wouldn't happen overnight.

But so work was like this—you could do it slowly, but you absolutely couldn't not do it.

So, to put it most directly, this plot's main function was to "demonstrate" "preliminary achievents" and "show determination" through "attitude demonstration."

The municipal governnt demonstrated their work progress results—sold a plot worth over 60 million.

Pengcheng Real Estate also demonstrated their leading exemplary role—we actively take the lead in responding to the call, promoting comrcial southward expansion planning.

Everyone was happy.

Except poor Peng Qianqian suffered.

After all, this over 60 million "sucker" money was essentially the additional cost for Peng Guangjun to acquire the eastern residential plot.

Forced buy-one-get-one-free—Peng Guangjun could accept this, since the eastern district plot was just too lucrative, basically making money with eyes closed.

But if you wanted him to additionally invest in developing this southern suburb land?

Sorry, no deal.

He wasn't stupid—who couldn't tell that this damn plot even more remote than the village could never develop comrcially?

Investing in construction here was literally like throwing money into water.

Even worse than throwing money into water—you wouldn't even hear a splash.

Thus, the old fox Peng Guangjun proposed a very "perfect" solution—

Cooperative developnt.

Referring to the joint developnt model where Pengcheng Real Estate provides the land while another party provides capital for developnt and construction.

This way, if the municipal governnt ever asked about it, Pengcheng Real Estate could confidently respond: We're still seeking cooperative developnt partners to promote common progress in Binjiang's real estate industry.

Peng Guangjun's idea was quite cunning—

If you think my explanation works, then we'll take things one step at a ti. If you think it doesn't work, then go encourage other developers to co invest and build. Anyway, I'll only play the sucker once.

And Peng Qianqian's task beca obvious—

Find a real estate company willing to be sucker number two to jointly develop this sucker plot.

Who the hell would want to be the sucker?

Peng Qianqian had really tried his best.

Not just in Binjiang.

To attract developnt investors, he'd even approached real estate enterprises in neighboring provinces.

The result was that nurous property companies couldn't even be bothered to conduct site surveys—just looking at this sucker plot's location was enough for them to politely see Peng Qianqian out.

And so!

Having no other options, Peng Qianqian could only settle for the next best thing:

"Because according to regulations, for cooperative developnt projects, only one party needs to have real estate developnt qualifications. Through establishing a cooperative developnt company model, project cooperative developnt and construction can be smoothly achieved. So..."

At this point, Peng Qianqian paused, sowhat awkward and embarrassed as he looked at the Gu couple opposite.

The corner of Gu Sheng's mouth twitched: "So...?"

Peng Qianqian smiled sheepishly: "So... wanted to... ask you guys... if you might have any interest?"

You could tell!

Peng Qianqian had been backed into a corner with no options left!

After all, if he had even the slightest alternative thod, he wouldn't have co to seek help from a gaming company like Golden Wind!

This...

Gu Sheng's expression was sowhat strange.

Yes, strange.

It wasn't subtle or awkward anymore.

After all, Peng Qianqian was being too straightforward.

Frankly asking them:

What should I say?!

Looking at Peng Qianqian's hopeful eyes, Gu Sheng felt sowhat speechless.

Was he supposed to answer—

"Great!"

Huh?

Just as Gu Sheng was still thinking about how to decline Peng Qianqian, Little Nezha's voice suddenly sounded from beside him, filled with strong interest:

"Coordinating with municipal planning, actively responding to calls,"

"Although Golden Wind isn't in the real estate industry, we're still ultimately a new-era national enterprise representative designated by the province and city,"

"Participating in such projects is our unshirkable responsibility!"

After saying this!

Shen Miaomiao smiled and nodded at the stunned Peng Qianqian, looking completely self-satisfied and acting all high and mighty:

"Little Fatty, Sister Miao quite admires your courage in pursuing true love!"

"This matter, leave it to your brother-in-law!"