Why did you make me reincarnate?

At the same time, at a hotel in Lucheng District.

Several antique-style calligraphy and paintings hung on the walls of the private room, and the round table was laden with exquisite dishes. A middle-aged man of about fifty years old sat in the main seat, enjoying everyone's praise.

His hair was neatly combed, and he wore a gentle smile that came from years of socializing. At first glance, he was not particularly remarkable, but his eyes were exceptionally sharp.

It is Zheng Tao, the head of Magical Real Estate, a truly heavyweight figure in Wenzhou's private enterprise circle.

He raised his glass and bowed slightly: "Thank you all for coming today. Let me first raise a toast to everyone."

The people raising their glasses had different postures, some respectful and casual, while others were clearly trying to curry favor, but in any case, everyone responded.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

"We will definitely give our full support to President Zheng in taking this initiative."

The speaker was a man sitting to Zheng Tao's left, in his early forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and an expensive custom-made suit, exuding the air of a shrewd businessman.

Fang Han owns a shoe factory and is considered a prominent figure in Wenzhou.

Someone chimed in, "Don't we all trust President Zheng's judgment? So many people are eyeing the Hongxing Shipyard. If President Zheng hadn't received inside information and shared it, how would we have had the chance to get a piece of the pie?"

Zheng Tao smiled but didn't reply, instead slowly taking a sip of his drink.

The Red Star Shipyard is now being referred to as the most expensive land project in Vancouver, but very few people actually know that it was put out to tender; everyone is still speculating.

He planned ahead for a whole year, intending to recruit as many people as possible. For a land king like him, raising 1 billion yuan would probably not be enough.

These people are sitting here today, claiming to support him, but they're really after the profits from Red Star. They'd be willing to work twenty years less to get a piece of the pie in this project.

They wanted a large cash flow, while these private business owners who were engaged in real industries had money in their pockets and wanted opportunities; it was a win-win situation.

"Mr. Zheng, I heard that several companies from other regions are also interested in this bidding process?"

Fang Yuan put down his wine glass, his tone tinged with worry.

"Yes, quite a few companies from other places have caught wind of it."

Zheng Tao nodded, offering reassurance while also displaying a degree of confidence: "However, projects in Wenzhou are only suitable for outsiders; they will definitely be handed over to us locals. The authorities will also give us priority consideration, so everyone can rest assured."

His words were perfectly tactful, revealing little information while giving everyone present ample confidence.

"Oh, all this beating around the bush is just because you're worried about the accuracy of Mr. Zheng's information. If you ask me, just go for it! We're not short of money!"

A woman with big, wavy hair spoke up. She was wearing a bright red dress and an exaggeratedly thick gold necklace, exuding a strong nouveau riche vibe.

The woman owned more than a dozen chain beauty salons in Vancouver, selling cheap cosmetics of dubious origin with shockingly high profits.

Zheng Tao frowned. He didn't like Li Meng's way of doing things, but since she was one of the more financially powerful bosses, he could only nod and accept her overtures.

Seeing that she had received approval, Li Meng happily tossed her hair and then turned to look at the man who was smiling apologetically at the far end of the table.

"President Gu has been working tirelessly lately, but once things are done, everyone will definitely remember you."

Li Meng thought the other person was thanking her, but upon closer inspection, there was a hint of sarcasm in their words.

Gu Qinjiang had a smile on his face, but in his heart he wished he could push this woman into his wine glass.

Even though Mr. Zheng disliked him, he was always polite to him.

Only Li Meng truly doesn't consider herself a human being.

Gu Qinjiang did indeed board this big ship; any one of the people present was wealthier than him.

He was able to sit at this table because Zheng Tao needed someone to do the dirty work, so no matter how angry he was with Li Meng, he could only keep it to himself.

The company, led by Zheng Tao, was established by six business owners and is tentatively named Zhongrui Group.

Gu Qinjiang picked up his wine glass, smiling amiably. "President Li is too kind. I'm just a gofer, how could I dare to think about profit sharing? In the future, please remember me, Old Gu, and take good care of me."

He tilted his head back and downed the drink in one gulp, his throat burning. Out of the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at Zheng Tao in the main seat, but this big shot hadn't looked at him once from beginning to end.

In Zheng Tao's eyes, Gu Qinjiang was nothing more than a useful dog who didn't need to have his own ideas; he just needed to be obedient.

Gu Qinjiang gripped his wine glass tightly, comforting himself that once this matter was resolved, his position in Wenzhou would be firmly established.

Once we have leverage over these people, we'll never have to be beholden to anyone again.

Halfway through the drinking session, his phone suddenly vibrated.

Looking down, I saw it was a call from one of my underlings.

"Ma Jun? I think he's in charge of the Xingfuli area..."

Gu Qinjiang thought for a moment, then got up and went to the corridor outside before slowly pressing the answer button.

"What is it? Didn't I tell you not to call me unnecessarily?"

"Mr. Gu, there's a little trouble." Ma Jun's voice carried a hint of fear. "Wei Dong's side has been stopped."

"Who did this? Didn't you give my name?"

Gu Qinjiang frowned. He had specifically mentioned Wei Dong before. The building where Wei Dong lived was right on the only road leading to the shipyard, and the land would definitely be cleared away.

"I don't know much about them. It's a new establishment in Fuqian Lane. The owner is quite young, and his name is Xu Chaoyang..."

Gu Qinjiang's face instantly darkened. It was that reckless young man again. He had beaten his son last time, and now he was ruining his plans again.

Gu Qinjiang suppressed his anger. "Don't touch him yet. Let me finish what I'm doing here."

"But Wei Dong was saved by him, should we still proceed according to plan and go straight to the hospital...?"

"I told you, don't move!"

Gu Qinjiang's tone became somewhat ruthless, "Wei Dong can't escape. Once President Zheng has settled things here, I'll have time to deal with them."

Gu Qinjiang hung up the phone, his eyes filled with malice.

Last time at the bar, there were people from the street and Lianhua supermarkets present, and that's when he finally admitted defeat.

But things are different now; I'm working for General Manager Zheng.

The bidding for the Red Star Shipyard is one of the most important projects in Vancouver next year, and even people at the provincial level are watching it closely.

Anyone who dares to block this path is going against President Zheng and all the bosses present. If Xu Chaoyang dares to jump out, it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Even if his father, Xu Zhiyuan, were promoted three times, it wouldn't save him!

Gu Qin composed himself and pushed the door open again to enter the private room.

The gloom on his face had vanished, replaced by a fawning smile.

"Excuse me, Mr. Zheng, I just received a phone call."

Zheng Tao glanced at him, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly.

At this point, he was unaware of how much trouble the person on the other end of the phone would cause to his plans.