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Song Pearl sat down, and the earlier feeling of unease disappeared. She appeared confident and elegant, exuding a lightness that brightened the eyes of the three people around her.
Song Pearl was unaware of her external transformation. Her personality was such that she became stronger in the presence of strong individuals; when others were polite to her, she felt uneasy and at a loss. However, when she sensed disdain and hostility from others, the pride deep within her soul would unconsciously surface.
The change in Song Pearl made the atmosphere of the conversation more relaxed. Hong Dong reined in his earlier dissatisfaction and said, "Regarding the land in your village, I remember you were the one who came to discuss it initially. That's good. However, due to the numerous projects our group is undertaking, we can’t attend to everything, so we have already transferred the Golden Mountain Township development project."
Song Pearl opened her mouth to speak but closed it again when she realized Hong Dong had not finished.
"However, you are quite lucky; your timing is perfect. The land has been taken over by Chairman Wu. If you have any thoughts or opinions, you can speak directly with him."
After Hong Dong finished speaking, he smiled at Wu Qiang, who nodded back with a smile at Song Pearl.
Transfer? Song Pearl felt a sense of abandonment; these big entrepreneurs could determine the fate of a village with just a word, without any consideration for others' feelings.
"The ecological park Resort project originally planned for Golden Mountain Township has been stalled due to opposition from villagers. Hongqing does not intend to waste energy on this anymore. From now on, I will be investing in this project using my personal funds and in my personal name. I plan to eventually present this as a gift to my daughter. Therefore, I will not allow your area to become a garbage dump."
Wu Qiang was unsure why he was sharing these words with Song Pearl, as he rarely opened up like this even with his own daughter.
"But the reality is that garbage has already started piling up there, causing pollution," Song Pearl said, looking directly into Wu Qiang's eyes. Although his deep gaze was warm, she did not find him approachable.
"Almost all of our fish have died; will you compensate for this loss?"
"These garbage piles contain industrial waste from unknown sources; have you considered what impact they might have on people's health?"
"I can answer both of those questions right now," Wu Qiang said, relaxing his brow and smiling at Song Pearl. "I will compensate for your family's losses. I plan to visit Song Family Village soon to see your parents."
"As for the harm caused by the garbage to human health, Golden Mountain Township is located in a remote area with not many residents. Your village still has large areas of idle land nearby that are basically deserted. So once the residents relocate, there will be no such hazard."
Although Wu Qiang smiled and spoke kindly, his words lacked emotion, implying that he was pressuring the villagers to relocate.
"Do you have a grudge against our village?" Song Pearl raised an eyebrow and asked.
"How could that be? I'm just an investor focused on money and profit; everything I do is aimed at making a profit—there's nothing personal about it."
"Would you be willing to work for our group?" Wu Qiang suddenly asked. "If you're willing to join our group, I could consider other construction plans."
"What does that mean?" Song Pearl did not understand; it sounded like Wu Qiang was negotiating terms.
She slightly lowered her gaze, but at that moment, a voice rang out, "I can work for your company. I wonder what you would have me do?"
Song Pearl was taken aback; it was her voice, yet she hadn’t spoken. She glared at the emerald ring wrapped around her thumb, annoyed that this creature was making decisions for her.
"Of course, there will be suitable work for you," Wu Qiang smiled. "I know what you want to do. I've seen a project proposal that Qing Wenyu sent me; it's excellent. That's why I decided to take over this land. I believe I can turn that place into a world-renowned tourist attraction."
Song Pearl didn’t know how she left; after the creature made the decision for her, her brain stopped functioning. She didn’t even discuss any conditions, and strangely, Wu Qiang could see through her thoughts without asking and made a promise.
She thought there would be no room for negotiation. Initially, she considered whether to go through court litigation, but none of that happened.
"Fish Pond can be preserved, and the village can be saved. Moreover, we will soon find Song Zhenbao. You are getting closer to your mission! I will see the master again very soon," the creature said happily to Song Pearl.
Song Pearl felt an impulse to punch it.
The arrival of Wu Qiang was somewhat unbelievable yet expected since he had mentioned he would come to visit.
He drove over alone without a driver.
When he appeared in Song Shiting's yard, Liu Cuiying looked at him and stammered, "You! You! I already told you not to come here! Why are you back?"
She threw down the broom in her hand and huffed into the house, only to come back out less than a minute later.
Wu Qiang was already standing face to face with Song Shiting.
Song Pearl worried that Song Shiting would explode in anger, so she stood by watching. To her surprise, he was unusually calm and even patted Wu Qiang on the shoulder in a friendly manner.
Wu Qiang wasn’t as tall as Song Shiting, nor did he look better than him, but he exuded a noble scholarly aura. The two clearly belonged to different worlds. What kind of person was Song Shiting's sister?
However, seeing the contrast between Song Shiting and Wu Qiang, it seemed that Song Shizhen wouldn’t have much depth either. It was expected that Wu Qiang would abandon his wife and daughter.
"I thought you would never come here again in your life!" Song Shiting sighed softly. "Have you visited Shi Zhen's grave these years?"
"You never told me where Shi Zhen is buried; how could I pay my respects?" Wu Qiang smiled helplessly. He still felt some fear towards Song Shiting, even though some grievances had been resolved after Song Shizhen's death years ago.
"I was unstable back then and lacked the ability, which is why things developed to that point."
Song Shiting lit a cigarette; he hadn’t smoked in a long time. After taking a puff, he coughed several times.
"Don't bring up the past; once a person is dead, they cannot come back to life." Song Shiting extinguished the cigarette and continued, "Besides, my sister has already forgiven you, and I can't let her rest uneasily in the ground."
Why weren't they mentioning Song Zhenbao? The demon rubbed its head against Song Pearl's fingers.
"Pearl, the trash incident was caused by you. While the villagers are still unaware, you should leave!"
Unexpectedly, when Song Shiting issued this eviction order, Wu Qiang remained unfazed. He said, "I'm not someone like Qing Yuansheng who acts without thinking. Thank you for your concern, Second Brother. Moreover, we haven't even gotten to the main topic yet; how can I leave now?"
Wu Qiang sat down on a stool in the courtyard, his eyes scanning the messy yard as he continued, "I have a house in the Linshui residential area. If Second Brother doesn't mind, you can move there. I will arrange for my nephew to attend a better school, so you won't have to worry about tuition and other expenses in the future."
"You don't need to feel like you're receiving a favor from me. You have raised my daughter for several years; consider this my repayment! For your daughter Pearl, I will also arrange a well-paying job for her. With such a good daughter, you won't need to worry about your future living situation."
"We don't need..." Song Shiting started but was interrupted when Liu Cuiying slapped her thigh. Liu Cuiying quickly said, "Alright, thank you for your kindness. Since it's your repayment, it's what we deserve, so we won't be polite!"
"We're family; there's no need to be polite." Wu Qiang smirked slightly, ignoring the dissatisfaction in Song Shiting's eyes.
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