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Chapter 201 Hua Zong's Art

In the office of General Manager Hua.

Mr. Hua sat there smoking a cigarette with a dull expression on his face and didn't say a word.

And I sat opposite him nervously, rubbing my hands silently, feeling a little at a loss.

After a while, Mr. Hua finally spoke.

"Qin Zheng, do you think there are any problems with the advertising script this time?"

I was stunned. Why didn’t he mention Lu Yating’s affairs?

"Oh, I think it's pretty good." I said hurriedly, "Actually, when I created this script, I always put their core demands of Mr. Zhu first. He made two points in this advertisement. One is project promotion to expand the popularity and influence of the project. Of course, the other, and the most important thing is to dilute the haunted rumors with the beautiful scenery and living comfort of the project. So my advertising script is for these two points, so I think it should be fine. And now basically, other shooting matters have been finalized, and I think Mr. Zhu won't be more confused."

Mr. Hua nodded and said, "Very good, Qin Zheng, in fact, the fuel and water of this project are not very good. As far as our company's business volume is currently available, it is actually a bit saturated. This project can be accepted or not, but I still accept it. Do you know why?"

I was stunned, thought for a while, and said, "I guess, you probably want to expand your business scope. After all, the cake of Binhai's real estate advertising market has basically been almost done. If you want to do more, you can only expand outside. The markets around Binhai and even other second- and third-tier cities are not saturated, and there is also a lack of advertising companies like ours."

Mr. Hua highly appreciated my analysis, "Yes! Qin Zheng, it seems that you are still very smart. You are right. Binhai's real estate advertising market has indeed been saturated. Moreover, developers of big brands like Vanke Greenland have fixed partners. These companies have been working with them for a long time and are relatively strong. The possibility of taking them down is very small, so if you want to do more, you must go out."

"You are indeed far-sighted." I smiled.

"Don't compliment me, keep setting goals for the next stage and then working hard to complete them. This is the quality that an ambitious entrepreneur must possess." Mr. Hua said, "Actually, you were only half right just now. The reason why I took on more projects is actually to lay a solid foundation for the company. In addition to projects like Mr. Jia, who take on some projects in second- and third-tier cities, they are more dependent on us and are not easy to lose. This is the guarantee of company operations. Once these guarantees are provided, I can do other things with confidence."

I was stunned, "What else? You mean..."

"Qin Zheng, you have been in the industry for a while. The real estate industry has developed to this day and has maintained a very vigorous growth. Every year, it has been saying that the bubble in this industry will be broken and the market will fall. However, for so many years, it has been growing steadily. The reason is very simple. The real estate industry is now a pillar industry of the country. It is related to the economic rise and fall of many systems and industries. Therefore, the country will not let it fall sharply." Mr. Hua said, "I mean, in the next ten years, it will still be a profitable industry. Do you agree with my judgment?"

I nodded, "I agree."

Mr. Hua continued to ask me, "Who do you think cut the biggest cake in this field?"

I was stunned, "Government?"

"No, except the government." Mr. Hua said.

"Of course it's the developer." I said.

"Yes, that's right," said Mr. Hua. "If real estate is regarded as a pot of mutton, the government and developers eat meat, while our service companies that are vassals are just drinking soup, and the cakes that can be eaten are only a small part. In theory, companies like ours make a lot of profit every year, but compared with them, they are simply a drop in the bucket."

"So...you want to..."

"Yes, that's what I mean." Mr. Hua stood up, walked to the window, left me with a majestic back, and said to the window, "We cannot be content with the status quo. For me, it is my ideal to become a developer and make the cake."

I was surprised. The reason for this was that this ideal was indeed too ambitious and a bit risky.

Although President Hua, as the boss of an advertising company, has good income and I believe he has some savings, it is still quite difficult to be a developer. You must know that being a developer is the first thing to do is to become a fund. Many people like President Hua who have a little money and who want to make a cake share are dead due to their funds. Behind those unfinished buildings, aren’t they all broken ideals like him?

"Mr. Hua, I appreciate your ideal very much, but... it is indeed a bit risky, first of all..."

"This is not the question you are considering." Mr. Hua interrupted me, "I have a goal, so I will naturally consider the way I achieve it, and then I will naturally consider the issue of risk avoidance. What I am talking about with you now is an ideal issue. Qin Zheng, tell me about your ideals, or your life plan."

I was stunned, "This... Mr. Hua, I actually... haven't considered this issue yet."

In fact, I have not considered future development, let alone any blueprints and ideals. But I believe that most people of my age may not consider these issues, right?

Mr. Hua shook his head and said, "Then you should have some ideals before, right?"

"Before?" I thought for a moment, "When I was in school, I wanted to be a wandering painter."

This is indeed one of my ideals, but in fact, I had a bigger ideal at the beginning, which was to marry Aunt Mei home, but I definitely can't say this.

"That's it?" Mr. Hua asked.

"Well." I said, "When I was in school, I liked painting, but I knew I had no talent, so I wanted to be a wandering painter."

Mr. Hua was obviously a little disappointed and shook his head. This was as expected. After all, being a wandering painter or having no plans for anything, compared with Mr. Hua's ideal, it is really difficult to do so.

"What's the ideal? I don't think there is any difference between wandering artists and mobile beggars, right?" Mr. Hua said.

"Mr. Hua, you can't say that. In fact, they also have their own life pursuits. There is nothing right or wrong about this, right?" I said.

Mr. Hua nodded and said, "Okay, this is true, but what I want to ask you is, with your ideal, why do you want to marry my daughter?"
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