I'm a chaebol in South Korea

It is difficult to start a business, and it is even more difficult to keep a business.

Why is it always said that wealth cannot reach more than three generations? It’s because the second generation is always accustomed to imitating their parents, and the ambitious ones also want to start a career of their own.

But they always get one thing wrong. Not all success comes from hard work.

The success of most people in this world comes from coincidences, the accumulation of luck and the dividends brought by the tide of the times.

However, human arrogance makes them unwilling to admit this fact after success.

The more successful a businessman is, the more he understands this truth.

Therefore, they are more aware of another thing: "Compared with ability, stability is the necessary quality for a successor." '

Li Zhenyu, who was thinking about this, suddenly seemed to understand something.

Li Jianxi chose Li Zaiyong as the crown prince, perhaps not just because of the tradition of "passing on the male rather than the female".

He himself is a radical who is good at breaking the tradition. If only because of his gender, he would not be so determined.

Perhaps it was Li Fuzhen's excellence and radicalness that made her farther and farther away from the 'throne'.

Today's Sanxin does not need pioneers.

Noticing Li Zhenyu's strange gaze, with a hint of regret, Li Fuzhen raised her brows frivolously and asked, "What's wrong?"

"fine……"

Finding that she was still looking at him and unwilling to give up, Li Zhenyu told her his guess with some polish.

Li Fuzhen's brows knitted together little by little, and her eyes, as cold as translucent ice, were filled with a layer of haze.

Quan Junxu lowered his head and said nothing, drinking red wine and lost in thought.

Zheng Xizhen shook the glass, also thinking about the possibilities.

Cui Wanzhi had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he knew that he could not intervene in this, so it was best for him to be mute before someone spoke.

As for Cui Zaiying, who has the least sense of existence, he is currently concentrating on how to break the vegetable leaves on the plate into thousands of pieces.

He poked the Su Zi Ye with his fork, trying his best to create the impression that he was not paying attention to anything else.

"Gudong~"

Li Fuzhen suddenly picked up the wine glass and drank half of the red wine in one gulp.

When she put down her wine glass, her face already had the formulaic and friendly smile of the past, "Why don't you say anything anymore? We were not talking about real estate just now. Zhenyu, you are very optimistic about the real estate industry, right?"

"Yes."

Li Zhenyu cooperated and changed the topic and began to describe his prospects for the real estate industry.

"...The prices of high-end real estate will never fall. This has been proven during the previous subprime mortgage crisis."

During the subprime mortgage crisis four years ago, the houses and projects of bankrupt wealthy people were auctioned off.

But after someone took over, the price immediately returned to normal levels and began to appreciate steadily before the overall market rebounded.

The degree of strength far exceeds that of other sunrise industries.

Why are so many wealthy people willing to invest heavily in high-end real estate?

Too many companies invest money in real estate when they have plenty of money, buying a few high-end properties with excellent reviews.

At a critical moment, a house can save a listed company's broken capital chain.

Not just an exaggerated joke, art often comes from reality.

This is what Li Zhenyu did. At present, the potential real estate under his and his company's name accounts for 5% of the total assets.

Of course, if you buy a 'trap', you can only blame your own vision and experience.

"Brother, if you tell me this, I feel like I don't need to do projects anymore. I just want to buy a few more good houses."

Cui Wanzhi was a little shocked. He was so busy that he might as well earn more by buying two more high-end properties.This is also more stable. You don’t need to wake up every day and have to think about where the money comes from, where it is spent, and how to ensure that expenses and progress are balanced.

"No no no, this is different."

Li Zhenyu shook his finger and retorted: "The project will bring you not only money, but also psychological and reputational satisfaction such as realizing personal value and improving social status."

When a person no longer needs to worry about food and drink, spiritual needs will multiply and become more greedy and difficult to satisfy.

The most painful of all classes is the middle class, which has a big house and a nice car, and its needs for survival and entertainment can almost be met.

But at this time, they are not only worried about drastic changes in their work or life and falling back to the working class, but they are also extremely eager to complete the class jump and move into the upper class to live a more stable, free and luxurious life.

Not only are they unable to obtain spiritual satisfaction, but they are also always worried about losing their relatively comfortable material enjoyment.

Worrying about gains and losses will only make it more painful.

In the end, either you will lose everything by messing around, or you will lose control and cause internal stability imbalance, and you will still lose everything.

There is no single person who successfully achieves class transition successfully.

The topic became somewhat silent. Cui Wanzhi didn't want to ruin today's gathering and asked about the status of his company's artists.

"If you have a chance, can IU sign an autograph for us? She is a loyal fan of IU."

"Okay, I will tell my manager about the next concert and ask her to contact you backstage after the concert to sign autographs and take photos."

"That's great, Zaiying, thank you brother Zhenyu."

"Thank you...Brother Zhenyu."

Cui Zaiying suppressed his heart palpitations and bravely changed the title from 'president' to the more intimate brother Zhenyu.

"Wan Zhi and I are close friends, so we don't need to express our gratitude for such a small thing."

Li Zhenyu stood up from his seat, went to his side, put his arms around his shoulders and shook him vigorously, clinking the wine glasses and jokingly said: "When you get married, I will definitely give you and Zaiying a big gift."

Cui Wanzhi smiled happily and said unceremoniously: "I remember, this is what you said."

"Yeah, do you think your brother is someone who doesn't keep his words?"

Li Zhenyu patted him twice on the shoulder angrily. Cui Wanzhi's smile suddenly turned bitter, "Brother, it will fall apart."

"Your body is a little weak...Junxu, and you, please go for morning jogs with me from now on."

Cui Manzhi looked at his burly figure, which was even more perfect than a fitness instructor's, and his eight-pack abs hidden under his clothes.

weak?
No, he is not weak at all.

It's just that some people are too perverted and don't look like human beings at all.

Quan Junxu also declined his invitation for a morning jog. Based on his daily exercise volume, it would be fatal.

Besides, he has a better way to do morning exercises.

Easily done in bed…

The three-hour dinner ended successfully with laughter and laughter.

The biggest gain from this gathering was Cui Zaiying, who finally truly integrated into this circle and was accepted by everyone.

"Thank you, Sister Fu Zhen."

After seeing off the guests, Li Zhenyu thanked her. Without her taking the initiative to invite Cui Zaiying to go to a beauty spa with himself and Zheng Xizhen tomorrow, things would not have gone so smoothly.

"Since she calls you brother Zhenyu, you are one of her own."

Li Fuzhen doesn't care about this. It makes no difference to her if there is one more or one less girl around her.

The important thing is that this is what he wants to see... (End of chapter)