"Can you explain in detail what’s going on?" Lin Xiaoguai looked at Lin Xiaoxi and Tang Hanfang and asked.
"A couple of years ago, didn’t we tell you? We’re not allowed to have graves on our own land anymore. The old cetery plots that weren’t bought by the developer were fine, but if they were sold, the graves had to be relocated. Long before that news ca out, our Lin Family had already pooled money to buy a large public cetery for our ancestral graves, and had hired a Geomancy Master to help choose an auspicious ti for relocation. Gradually, the only one left in our branch of the family who hadn’t been relocated was our father. We weren’t in a hurry originally because the land where the ancestral graves were located was still owned by the governnt. But recently, this Mr. Yuan bought the land with the intention of building a factory..." Without Tang Hanfang having to finish, Lin Xiaoguai already understood the situation.
Usually, developers are willing to make concessions in such cases since not many wealthy people are non-superstitious. They’d rather make less profit than risk bad luck. If so mystical reason were to impact the new factory’s performance, the loss would be far greater than the gain.
And this Yuan Wantong, for so reason, didn’t care at all about this and repeatedly caused trouble by coming to our doors. Today he even brought people with the intention of excavating the graves; had soone from the clan not seen it and stopped them, bringing them here instead, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable.
That’s also why Lin Xiaoxi was especially upset.
Who would remain calm and composed when their own father’s grave was almost dug up?
Lin Xiaoguai frowned, "Then why didn’t you just use your own money to buy the land for the ancestral graves before?"
"How could we buy it?" Tang Hanfang sighed, "That land was being sold for developnt. If we bought it and did nothing with it, the governnt would not be happy. But to build a factory on top of the ancestral graves...we couldn’t get past that emotional barrier."
"Oh... I rember now, you are Chairman Lin!" Yuan Wantong suddenly jumped up, pointing at Lin Xiaoguai, "The Chairman of the Si Yuan Charity Foundation!"
Lin Xiaoguai was stunned for a mont, then nodded, "That’s , but could you please stop pointing your finger?"
Yuan Wantong suddenly realized that his behavior was impolite and quickly withdrew his hand, saying with an eager face, "I’ve heard so much about you, Chairman. You might not rember , but I once attended a fundraising event in Shanghai with our boss, and I had the privilege of seeing you."
"Is that so? And your boss is?" Lin Xiaoguai had managed to discern that Yuan Wantong was just a subordinate, not the top boss.
"Our boss’s last na is Lu, and his given na is Xin," Yuan Wantong said with a beaming smile.
No wonder his attitude was so good. The big boss once told him to be extrely respectful towards Chairman Lin, not only because of her sizable Si Yuan Charitable Foundation and the gift shop in the Capital that enjoys a lofty reputation but also because her husband is a significant figure in the Military Departnt, not to be offended lightly.
Thinking this, he couldn’t help but size up Shen Chi, who was beside Lin Xiaoguai. With his naturally commanding presence, he undoubtedly looked like soone in a position of authority.
Lin Xiaoguai thought for a mont, "President Lu of Quanzhong Fruit Industry?"
"I can’t believe you rember," Yuan Wantong said, honored.
His eyes swept over the people in the house as he asked, "But I’m curious... what brings Chairman Lin here?"
Lin Xiaoguai said with a smile, "This is my paternal ho. I ca because my Aunt is not doing well, and I wanted to see her one last ti."
Yuan Wantong was shaken, quickly saying, "Then I truly apologize for before," and even showed an apologetic expression to Lin Xiaoxi and Tang Hanfang.
Lin Xiaoguai was noncommittal, smiling as she said, "I’m just wondering what kind of factory Mr. Yuan plans to build on the land where my Lin Family’s ancestral graves are located?"
"That’s... not urgent, not urgent, it just so happens that my boss called recently, telling to put the construction of the factory on hold, as there’s sothing more important he needs to instruct on." Yuan Wantong wasn’t worried that his boss would bla him for taking his own initiative. Regarding anything to do with Chairman Lin and her husband, he was sure that his boss would praise him for his actions afterwards.
After all, to enhance the company’s credibility, his boss had been trying to beco a group mber of the Si Yuan Charitable Foundation for the past two years.
Besides, wasn’t there a big Buddha right beside them?
At the sa ti, he couldn’t help but feel relieved that soone had stopped him when he went to dig up the graves before. If sothing serious had happened, it wouldn’t have been just him in trouble; his boss would have been in deep water too.
After sending off the repeatedly apologizing Yuan Wantong, Lin Xiaoxi and Tang Hanfang looked at each other for a long ti before saying, "Wow, little sister, you’re soone important now. I’m considered to have so success too, people call ’Mr. Lin’, and yet they don’t take seriously. But for your title of Chairman, I’ve seen how useful it can be."
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