After hearing what her son said, Mo Xiaodie was stunned for a moment and explained to Lu Chenxu: "Wubao, why doesn't dad want to invest here? It's because you misunderstood dad."
However, in the darkness, Lu Chenxu said calmly: "Wubao, if it's really dad who doesn't want to invest here, what are you going to do?"
He wanted to test his son's adaptability.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Lu Ziqian remained silent for a long time.
Just when he thought his son had no choice but to compromise and beg him, Lu Ziqian's childish but firm voice sounded in the room.
"Dad, before you guys came, I had already boasted in front of the village chief and promised them that they would invest. A man must keep his word. If you really don't want to invest, then please lend me five million.
, I will return the money to you at the bank’s interest rate.”
"Five million? Wubao, don't you think that investing five million in Luozhaigou is enough?" Lu Chenxu felt that his son's idea was too naive.
"Dad, five million is indeed not enough, but if you don't want to contribute, there is nothing I can do. We can first use these five million fruit trees to build roads, develop rural tourism and picking, and then wait until the fruit trees bear fruit, and the tourism industry
It has developed. Let’s further develop the resort.”
"Besides, if the money is really not enough by then, I can also ask Mommy to borrow it. Mommy will definitely not ignore me. Isn't it Mommy?" As he said that, he stretched out his little hand and hugged Mo Xiaodie.
Mo Xiaodie held his little hand and said dotingly: "Of course, Mommy will never ignore our five treasures."
After this round, Wubao Lu Ziqian was completely victorious.
Lu Chenxu had no choice but to sigh and admit defeat: "Okay, daddy is teasing you. After returning to Yucheng tomorrow, people from the planning department will come to conduct an on-site inspection and make a practical plan."
In the darkness, Lu Ziqian immediately moved to his side, hugged his arm, and said with surprise in his voice: "Really? Dad, you are so kind!"
Lu Chenxu touched his son's little head, feeling both relieved and aggrieved.
Fortunately, this kid has such business acumen at such a young age, and he no longer has to worry about the future of the Lu Group.
What's frustrating is that this kid keeps crushing him at such a young age. What will he do when he grows up?
Alas, Mr. Lu was really distressed as he held his son.
The next day, they got up early in the morning, washed up, and after a simple breakfast, they were ready to leave.
The village chief solemnly handed them a folder.
"Mr. Lu, this is the plan that our villagers worked on last night. Please take a look."
Lu Chenxu didn't expect that they actually found someone to write a plan. He recognized the village chief's work attitude at this time.
Poverty is not terrible. As long as you are diligent, hardworking, serious, and seize every opportunity, you will successfully get rid of poverty one day.
After opening the folder, he was shocked by the plan inside.
All plans and plans are handwritten with pens, but the pen handwriting of the person who made the plan book is like a copybook, neat, powerful and beautiful.
Although there are many shortcomings and loopholes in it, I have to say that it is remarkable that someone in a small place like Luozhaigou can produce a plan of this level overnight.
"Guangqi stayed up all night and finally made this plan. Mr. Lu, do you think it's OK?"
"Luo Guangqi? He made this plan?" Lu Chenxu was surprised.