Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

"It's better not to know some things, and don't go out and talk nonsense. Just like I said before, you should know nothing about it. If you spread it around, it might bring trouble to our family."

The more Wang Congcong said this, the more curious he became.

"Dad, is it that serious? Is it because of the high level or something? We know the details of some of those high-level officials, and we haven't heard it as serious as you say."

Mr. Wang’s expression became more serious.

"I'm telling you, I don't care how you act in the entertainment industry, but you better be careful about things like this. You know that our family has been in a lot of trouble recently, and the higher-ups have been unhappy with us for a long time. Keep a low profile, or they'll make things difficult for me again."

Wang Congcong couldn't help but frown when he heard this: "Isn't it just a project? We are Wang Jiaping's real estate business, with so many jobs and so much tax revenue, is it that important?"

Wang, the richest man, waved his hands in annoyance when he heard this: "Just say this at home, and don't say a word about it outside. I had the same idea as you at the beginning, and I impulsively did this to compete with them for the order. As a result, now, hum, it's all in vain, and I invested tens of billions, but it's all for nothing."

Seeing Wang Congcong nod unconvinced, Wang the richest man immediately said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for Dawan to complete the bet this year. If there is no new direction, I'm afraid the road ahead will be even more difficult."

"Dad, is it really impossible to rush? At present, transferring the industry abroad is the best option. How about asking grandpa for help?"

Upon hearing this, Wang, the richest man, immediately shook his head: "It hasn't come to that point yet. Now it's just a warning, telling us to stay here and not go anywhere."

Wang Congcong is young after all, and he feels aggrieved about things that the richest man Wang can endure.

"It doesn't work either, it's really annoying."

"Okay, you don't need to take over Dawan's affairs yet, so don't worry about it. Just pretend you don't know about these things. And as for your friend Jiang Cheng, as long as he doesn't make it clear that he wants to go home and inherit the family business, then we have no right to know these things, so don't ask too much, and don't ask him."

After hearing this, Wang Congcong begged anxiously: "Just tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone! I'm already this old, don't worry!"

"I didn't tell you because it's for your own good. If you get drunk and talk nonsense, things will get complicated. If you don't know, I can still let you play with him. If you know, he might be on guard against you. Why bother?"

Wang Congcong still didn't give up and continued to ask: "Then how did you know? Did you secretly follow him?"

Mr. Wang glared at Wang Congcong and said, "Do I have so much free time? And do I look so stupid?"

"I just said that. Don't take it seriously. How did you know that?"

"I've heard from your grandfather before that this matter itself is a secret, and only a very few people know about it. When I decided to embark on the road of business, he specifically told me not to conflict with certain specific people, especially the man named Jiang Chenghong."

"At the time, I was just like you, curious and kept asking, but your grandfather just shook his head and refused to give me a clear answer."

Seeing Wang Congcong frown, Mr. Wang continued.

"Every Spring Festival, I would follow your grandfather around the streets to visit people and give them gifts. Of course, most of the time I would entertain guests. As my experience grew, I gradually gained more knowledge and understood more about some things. Your grandfather even gave gifts to Jiang Chenghong every year."

"What surprised me even more was that, as a businessman, he actually attended the military parade every year, and he even stood on the city wall to watch. Most importantly, the position he stood in was very subtle, so even if your grandfather didn't tell me directly, I could roughly guess the reason..."

After saying so much, Mr. Wang didn’t want to say anything more.

Although Wang Congcong was intrigued, he wisely stopped asking further questions.

However, this does not mean that he does not have any other thoughts in his mind.

"Forget it, forget it. You're talking so mysteriously, just don't tell me. I'm going out to play with him later and I won't be back tonight."

After Wang Congcong finished speaking, Mr. Wang, the richest man, suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

Then he said, "What's the point of going out to play? He has been here for several days, but we haven't invited him to our house for a meal. It's not right. How about this? You go and invite him to your house in person, and I'll ask your mother to prepare a dinner."

After listening to his father's words, Wang Congcong nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then let me ask him if he is free now?"

However, when Mr. Wang heard his son's answer, he immediately became anxious.

He stood up and said loudly to Wang Congcong, "Why are you asking him? You should go to his house and invite him directly. It seems so insincere to just ask. Go quickly and invite him to dinner."

Wang Congcong asked doubtfully, "Wouldn't it be too deliberate to do this?"

Wang, the richest man in China, retorted disapprovingly: "What do you mean by deliberate? It's because you have too little contact with the outside world that you don't know how to interact with others."

"You know how other people always invite me to their homes for dinner? If they don't invite me sincerely many times, I won't go to their homes for dinner at all. After all, who can tell whether what he says is sincere or just a polite remark?"

"So, if we really want to invite others to dinner, we must show enough sincerity and good intentions. Go quickly."

After Mr. Wang finished speaking, Wang Congcong nodded, not quite understanding: "Okay, I'll go after I finish playing this game."

However, Mr. Wang was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

He said sternly, "What game are you playing? Go right now. I'll call your mother and ask her to arrange dinner with me tonight..."

Wang Congcong felt somewhat reluctant to hear his father speaking to him in such an imperative tone, but he did not offend him because of it.

He could only quit the game helplessly, stood up, picked up his phone and called Jiang Cheng to ask if he was at home.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng had already arrived at the twelfth north tower of the Badaling Great Wall.

Of course, he didn't climb up step by step.

As for why we chose to take the cable car, it was not because of physical strength, but because of time.

According to Wang Sheng, if he climbed the Great Wall alone, it would only take him 80 minutes to reach the North Twelve Tower, the highest point of the Great Wall.

But for an ordinary person, it would take at least one hour or even two hours to climb up.

After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng spent a few dozen dollars to take the cable car.

The cable car's terminus is Bei Badaling, which is a little distance away from the highest point of the Great Wall.

However, with Jiang Cheng's current physical strength, he easily climbed to the highest point, the 12th floor in the north.

Wang Sheng and others remained low-key, following Jiang Cheng a few meters behind.

The scene along the way was completely different from what they saw online. There were no huge crowds or overcrowding.

Instead, there are only a few scattered groups of people climbing the Great Wall together.

When Jiang Cheng arrived at the 12th floor of the North Building, he was immediately attracted by the magnificent scenery of the winding Great Wall in front of him, and he was in an extremely happy mood.

At this time on the twelfth floor, the situation was even more deserted.

Only a girl in a thick down jacket stood alone on the city wall, gazing at the scenery below.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the other person's profile casually and then looked away.

Then he slowly took out his mobile phone and took several photos of the surrounding scenery.

Just as he was about to take a selfie with his phone, he heard the girl who was enjoying the scenery suddenly say to him: "Hey, do you want to take a photo? Do you need help? I can help you."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, and for a moment he felt that it seemed somewhat familiar.

Not only him, the girl was also staring at Jiang Cheng with an expression of three parts doubt and seven parts uncertainty.