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Chapter 1050 - 548: The Tower of 9 Levels Starts with Piling up Earth_2

Chapter 1050: Chapter 548: The Tower of 9 Levels Starts with Piling up Earth_2

In the past, they, as parents, were too embarrassed to ask their son how much money he had. Only now did they realize that their son was so wealthy. To lease a large piece of land and build a small island, to plant flowers and grass, to raise cows and horses, to watch the babbling brook in leisure, and to see the flowers bloom and wither—what a comfortable life that would be!

Just like the poem by Hai Zi goes, "From tomorrow on, I will be a happy person, feeding horses, chopping wood, and traveling around the world. From tomorrow on, I will care for food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea, with the warmth of spring and blooming flowers..."

Fundamentally speaking, Comrade Yan Wenhai was an unmistakable artistic youth. It was with this artistic vibe that he attracted the affection of the martial artist’s daughter, Lin Xiumei—speaking of which, in previous years, was the golden age for artistic youths. Girls as beautiful as flowers and as pure as jade, upon seeing a literary youth like Yan scholar, were like moths to the flame, impulsively rushing to their doom without a second thought...

This bears resemblance to how Chen Yingjun’s dad lured the widow daughter of a wealthy family with his few bitter little poems; it’s the same principle.

Back in the day, Miss Lin Xiumei was also a good girl known throughout the surrounding area. Tall with long legs, a well-proportioned face, and eyes like watery pools that could drown a person, she was capable in both halls and kitchens; she could punch the fierce tigers of the South Mountains and kick the Jiaolong of the North Sea, and a shout from her would pull out dozens of brave and capable men from the village in no time at all.

Unexpectedly, she ended up following Yan Wenhai, such a literary young man. Who knows how many brave and gallant men’s hearts shattered into pieces again and again...

If Yan Wenhai hadn’t relied on his diploma to land a clerical job in the factory, he really wouldn’t have been able to subdue his charming wife.

Unfortunately, happiness tends to come so unexpectedly. In the blink of an eye, the son became both literary and martial, and accidentally rose to the status of Boss Yan, suddenly surpassing his father.

And now he was even going to build an island...

Yan Fei felt helpless; not long ago, he had just been through the experience of sharing his plan with his wife, and then watching her spirit wander off into space for half a day. Now, after telling his dad, it was the same reaction.

Just as he was considering whether to call out to his dad, he suddenly heard a clattering and banging from the kitchen—no telling how many bowls and plates had fallen to the floor—followed by his mom’s voice, tinged with disbelief, "What did you say? Xiao Fei wants to occupy hundreds of acres of land to build a small island? And dig canals? That’s a huge project!"

As she spoke, he saw his mother rush out hastily, "Xiao Fei, is what Xiao Xing just told me true?"

"Yes," Yan Fei answered weakly.

If he had known his parents would react this way, he would never have told them. He would have simply taken the money, secured the land, and waited until construction started for them to see it when they returned home. By then, there wouldn’t be so much fuss.

After a lengthy explanation, he finally made his parents understand that he was now very wealthy, unbelievably wealthy, even wealthier than they could imagine. That’s why he had more money than he knew what to do with and wanted to acquire a place where he could build his own large enterprise in the future without the hassle of expanding his cattle farm here and there later on.

Yan Wen Hai casually picked up some paper and a pen and began to draw.

In the blink of an eye, the land that Yan Fei planned to occupy, including the river and all that, was clear and transparent, even with rough dimensions marked out—how could the artistic youth not go to the riverside bamboo forest for inspiration? That place, Comrade Old Yan had also frequented, quite familiar with it. As for what he did there, that’s not for outsiders to know, and of course, current ’insiders’ can’t talk about it either.

Then he pointed to the simple map, "You plan to dig a river channel from here and turn this into River Heart Island, right? If these places are planned and used properly, they indeed make a great location. But have you thought this through? It’s a huge project, and once started, there’s no turning back!"

Lin Xiumei looked at the crude drawing Yan Wenhai had made, full of admiration. She thought that was the most amazing thing about Yan Wenhai, no matter how complex the matter, once in his hands, he always had a way to simplify and clarify, making it understandable for her.

"I’m sure, it’s just a matter of spending money, as long as you have the money, it’s fine." Yan Fei was rather brash about money, actually, his ideas were not yet mature, and he didn’t know how to respond to his dad.

"It’s not just about money, you also need to plan well. Like where to build on which part, how to make use of the lower terrain, and how to make use of the higher terrain. Since you want to build a garden-style industrial park, it’s not as simple as just building whatever you think of; you need to plan first. Otherwise, you’ll end up in a mess. If you build the factories and then find you don’t even have a regular spacious area for setting up equipment, what will you do?" Yan Wenhai considered things more comprehensively.

"That’s true!" Yan Fei nodded. "So how do we plan? Let’s discuss it slowly later. First, tell me if I can take over this place or not!"

"You can!" Yan Wenhai glanced at Lin Xiumei, seeing the mother looking at her son with complete satisfaction, he decided not to seek her opinion. "This can’t be built in a day or two; even if you don’t have enough money now, it doesn’t matter. As long as you can maintain your current earning speed, you build as much as you can afford to, step by step. There’s no problem at all."

As for making money, Yan Fei was very confident now, "Don’t worry about money. I’m not bragging, but our cattle farm is just like a bank, the money flows in continuously. Absolutely no problem."

Although he didn’t like money that came without work, if there was an emergency in the future, he could casually bring out something from the dinosaur world, exchange it for some money to benefit the village, which was also acceptable.

A black pearl that can’t be eaten or drunk was sought after by someone willing to spend millions to buy it. As you can imagine, as long as he loosens up his bottom line a bit, money is really not an issue—not that this was really letting go of his bottom line, nor was it about using things from inside to pay debts, indulging in a life of luxury and wining and dining. In the end, this could also be considered doing good deeds, right?

"It’s good that you have this confidence, but don’t get arrogant," Yan Wenhai said, noticing Yan Fei’s confident demeanor, he immediately spoke earnestly. "Many big bosses also started out with great difficulty; once they got money, they became arrogant, and a good enterprise can fail overnight. Haven’t there been many such examples? No matter when, people must always remain hum..."

"Yan Wenhai, what are you talking about?" Lin Xiumei was feeling proud of her son, so she didn’t like Yan Wenhai citing negative examples. "Why talk about overnight failure? Our son’s farm is thriving, how could it be like that? Besides, our son is only like this in front of us, surely he’s not like that in front of others, right?"

Her last question was extremely gentle, clearly addressing her son.

Yan Fei was tactful, "Right, right, right! Why would I hide anything in front of you? The cattle farm really makes money now and will definitely make more in the future. To be honest, if it weren’t for the floods in the south this year, and the client from Hong Kong pausing their plans, our cattle farm would be expanding now and earning even more money."

"See, I told you our son isn’t one to become complacent with success," Lin Xiumei was very satisfied, schooling Yan Wenhai with an exasperated face. "Keep on explaining how to build this River Heart Island, that garden-style industrial park you talked about, right? How should we go about it? You talk to the son properly, don’t bring up unnecessary examples!"

After feeling frustrated for a while, Yan Wenhai pulled back the simple map, "Planning isn’t something that just the two of us can figure out behind closed doors on a whim. We need to measure the land first, get accurate data. It’s best to hire some professionals, even if it costs money. A big tree grows from a small sprout; a nine-story tower starts with a pile of earth. If the foundation isn’t laid well, no matter how splendid the later construction, there will always be troublesome times!"