"For this resumption, you must pay close attention. In every stage, pursue excellence. Do not rush just to get things done. It’s better to be slow but meticulous. Understand?"

In the moving Mercedes S400, Lu Xu gave instructions to the project supervisor.

The destination of this trip was the second phase of a project next to the train station, which had been suspended for a long time.

The chairman spoke solemnly. As the chief person in charge, he dared not be careless.

"Mr. Lu, the construction team arrived at the site early in the morning. Various equipment will enter by noon. I will ensure the outside world sees our sincere responsibility to the owners of Green Land."

The supervisor was a smart person, easily grasping the underlying meaning behind Mr. Lu’s words.

Lu Xu nodded in satisfaction, his gaze turning to the window.

Today, the autumn sky was clear and refreshing, and the sun was bright.

Before reaching the construction site, about two streets away, Lu Xu suddenly frowned. A cold and eerie aura flashed behind his Montblanc glasses. "Stop the car."

The black Mercedes S, exuding an aura of wealth and power, came to a halt.

"Damn it!"

The supervisor also saw the scene outside the window, his expression changing in an instant, transforming from a docile sheep to a fierce tiger or leopard.

He made a move to get out of the car.

"What are you planning to do?"

The supervisor paused, turning his head and saying, "Mr. Lu, this is damaging our group’s reputation. I’ll chase him away."

"We are businessmen, not gangsters, and we have no enforcement authority."

Lu Xu’s words left the supervisor puzzled and at a loss.

"Invite him to the project department."

After saying that, the Mercedes S400, which had paused for a moment, restarted.

Roadside.

A middle-aged man in his thirties or forties held a bright banner that read, "Green Land, give me back my hard-earned money!" He was accompanied by his son, who looked about eight or nine years old.

Greenfield Phase II.

Project Department.

Through the office glass, one could see a glimpse of the building site.

Compared to predecessors who would sell homes with just a gate built, Green Land could be considered conscientious. At least all the buildings were topped out, with only landscaping and windows and doors left unfinished.

Why did it stop here?

Because when buyers purchase homes, the payment doesn’t go directly to the developer’s account. It goes into a supervised account managed by the housing bureau, which then pays the developer in stages according to the project’s progress.

To prevent project abandonment, the government didn’t stand idly by but came up with measures.

But for every policy, there are countermeasures.

As long as the building is topped out, developers can receive most of the payment, leading to many stalled projects even though they’re structurally complete.

As for why just a gate can allow someone to make off with money,

You could say the level of play is different.

Green Land is top-notch in Sha City, but compared to giants like Hengsheng Group, it’s still out of its league.

"That man is Wei Yuntao. He bought a small unit of our property. He’s the most troublesome of the owners, frequently causing disturbances and inciting others. After the lawsuit ended, he calmed down, not daring to engage in violent conflicts with us but now holds up banners."

A man wearing a safety helmet, hunched over, nervously reported to Lu Xu and the supervisor on the sofa.

He was responsible for safety and order maintenance at the construction site and sales office.

"Are you stupid or what?! Just let him hold it? Can’t you tear it down?!"

The supervisor cursed.

The sweat under his helmet couldn’t be hidden, and knowing he had messed up, the man quickly explained in grievance.

"We’ve warned him and driven him away multiple times. He used to stand at the gate, then moved across the street. Who knew he’d move so far away to hold it now..."

Two streets away, it’s truly not easy to see.

It’s really not his fault for lacking capability.

Driving him away won’t solve the problem.

Even if spotted today and chased away, what stops him from going three streets away tomorrow?

So what’s the best solution?

It’s to resolve the person causing the problem.

"Useless!"

The supervisor cursed.

A knocking sound was heard.

A few tough, burly men escorted the father and son in.

The supervisor glanced at Mr. Lu beside him, restrained his expression, and immediately quieted down.

Very thoughtful.

They also brought the banner with them.

"Mr. Wei, is it? Have a seat."

Wei Yuntao had never experienced such a scene before. Previously, whenever he came to cause trouble, he dealt with that guy wearing a safety helmet.

But now that guy stood humbly.

This showed that the one sitting on the sofa was surely a major leader.

Especially the one with the scholarly glasses who smiled kindly at him, likely someone special.

"What do you want?"

Wei Yuntao didn’t sit, first protecting his son.

"This is Mr. Lu, the one responsible for this project. Whatever your demands are, Mr. Lu can help you resolve them."

The supervisor said sinisterly.

"Young boy, how old are you this year?"

Lu Xu asked the little boy.

"Nine years old!"

The little boy, fearless, though young, was full of spirit, courageously meeting Lu Xu’s gaze.

"Nine years old? Shouldn’t you be in primary school?"

Lu Xu raised his wrist, checking the time. "At this hour, shouldn’t you be in class at school?"

"Mr. Lu, it’s the weekend today."

The supervisor sitting beside him whispered a reminder.

"Oh. My apologies."

Lu Xu smiled apologetically, "People like us generally can’t remember the date."

"That’s because Mr. Lu is so dedicated, working even on the weekend."

The supervisor with a sharp face seized the chance to flatter.

"Young boy, would you like some candy?"

A plate of mint candies was on the coffee table. Lu Xu picked up a few, motioning to the little boy.

"I don’t eat your stuff!"

You little brat!

The supervisor’s face darkened.

Lu Xu’s smile didn’t change, "Why? Don’t you like candy?"

"You’re all bad people!"

The boy’s eyes were filled with a hatred that shouldn’t be present at his age.

Instinctively, Wei Yuntao drew his son closer.

Lu Xu placed the mint candies back on the tray, "Children this age should be studying and playing without worries. Mr. Wei, you shouldn’t drag the child into this."

"It’s you who went too far!"

Protecting his son, Wei Yuntao looked nervous but still resolutely chose to defend his rights, "When can I get my house?"

Lu Xu smiled.

"When it’s time to get it, you’ll naturally receive it. Does Mr. Wei not trust the court?"

Wei Yuntao clenched his teeth tightly, trying to hold back, but couldn’t.

"The court and you are in cahoots!"

"How dare you!"

The supervisor sharply rebuked, "Wei, how bold of you! Who do you think you are..."

"I’m talking to Mr. Wei. Do you have the right to interrupt?"

The calm tone was without a ripple, yet made the supervisor immediately fall silent.

Lu Xu looked at the man trying to maintain his composure.

"Having the child wander the streets with Mr. Wei isn’t easy. Mr. Wei, give the child a piece of candy."