bayedsolid Chapter 339 This game was a deadly high-level match!
Chapter 339 This game was a deadly high-level match!
Ye Guanghui's vision went black.
Wei Guanghong's words were like a wake-up call.
It instantly drained his strength, and he collapsed into the chair.
If it were someone else, saying they were mentally ill wouldn't result in a criminal sentence.
Ye Guanghui was absolutely enraged on the spot and did not hesitate to hit someone.
But Wei Guanghong in front of me...
Even if he hadn't fallen out with his cousin Ye Guanghui, he wouldn't dare to easily turn against Wei Guanghong.
"No...no...no, Brother Hong..."
Ye Guanghui seemed to have lost his soul, shaking his head repeatedly.
"Although it's just building barracks for the military, it's still a real national defense project!"
"If the higher-ups really get angry, even if I have depression, I'll still be beheaded!"
Wei Guanghong got up, walked around the desk, and came to Ye Guanghui's side.
He took out a cigarette and offered one to Ye Guanghui.
In the past, Ye Guanghui would have accepted it without hesitation.
But now...
This cigarette is like a red-hot iron, a hot potato.
How could he dare to accept it so easily?
"Brother Hong, it's Chinese New Year, can you please stop joking around with your brothers?"
"My depression is very prone to flare-ups, so please don't scare me!"
Wei Guanghong laughed heartily.
He wasn't angry; Ye Guanghui was being ungrateful for not taking the cigarette he offered.
He put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it, took a puff, patted Ye Guanghui on the shoulder, and laughed:
"It's good that you're prone to having relapses!"
"If you weren't prone to having these episodes, I wouldn't be bothering you!"
Ye Guanghui looked distressed.
I wish I could slap myself right now.
What the hell is that?
Is this digging a hole for myself?
"Brother Hong, let's stop joking. This is really too big a deal for me!"
Wei Guanghong's smile suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Ye Guanghui with a gloomy gaze.
"What did you say? You can't handle it?"
"So you mean I'll carry it myself?"
Ye Guanghui was so frightened that he quickly shook his head.
"No, no, that's not what I meant."
"I mean, with your connections and background, and the fact that you and Gu Jinyang are best buddies who have been through thick and thin together!"
"Although this matter is very serious, if we all brainstorm together, we will definitely be able to find a proper solution. It hasn't come to the point where we have to find someone to take the blame."
Wei Guanghong leaned against the desk, his arms folded in front of his chest, looking at Ye Guanghui with a cold smile.
"It's said that people in the film and entertainment industry are all very good at adapting to changing circumstances."
"Given the current situation, quickly think of a few solutions, I'd like to hear them!"
Ye Guanghui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"I think the best way is to seize the time to make amends."
"Isn't our Dragon Country known as the infrastructure powerhouse? Even if it's a shoddy project, I believe there are ways to fix it, right?"
"I believe that as long as a series of remedial measures are taken to ensure that there are no major safety hazards, we can get away with it!"
Wei Guanghong sneered, "Do you think Jin Yang and I wouldn't have thought of such a simple and effective method?"
"The problem now is that not only is the quality of the project problematic, but I've also spent all my money."
"I haven't even settled the payments with several subcontractors yet, how am I supposed to have the money to make amends?"
"..."
Ye Guanghui was dumbfounded.
After standing there stunned for several seconds, he cautiously asked:
"Brother, you...you didn't lose all your money at the casino, did you?"
Wei Guanghong did not refute, which meant he tacitly agreed.
Ye Guanghui was dumbfounded.
As the saying goes, money can make the world go round.
There's no money... how the hell are we supposed to promote this?
With a slight twitch at the corner of his lips, Ye Guanghui scratched his head, thinking and thinking.
"Then... Uncle and Aunt, could they spare some money to help out?"
Wei Guanghong chuckled.
"Since they bought that courtyard house, they've spent all their savings on renovations and decorations. Where would they get the money to help me now?"
Ye Guanghui instinctively thought of suggesting that they sell the courtyard house to solve their immediate problem.
But he quickly swallowed the words back down his throat.
Selling a luxury courtyard house?
Are you kidding me?
Due to various historical factors, courtyard houses in Yanjing (old Beijing) are not something that money can buy.
Wei Guanghong's parents finally managed to get their hands on a house and spent a fortune decorating and furnishing it; how could they bear to sell it?
Even in order to help Wei Guanghong get through the current difficulties, the elderly couple were willing to sell.
But who can buy this expensive courtyard mansion?
Ordinary people simply cannot afford it.
We can only slowly find buyers with the financial strength.
But Wei Guanghong doesn't have that much time to wait now.
As for using it as collateral to borrow money...
That's a quick way to make money.
But how could Wei Guanghong's family possibly swallow such a loss of face?
"Anything else? You don't just have this one method, do you?"
Wei Guanghong pressed on with a half-smile.
"And more."
After a quick thought, Ye Guanghui immediately said:
"If there's no money to fix it, then how about shifting the blame?"
"If a project turns out to be a shoddy construction, don't the subcontractors and construction teams bear any responsibility?"
"Even though they have been skimmed off at every level, and little money is left in their hands, they still want to make money, so they have no choice but to produce shoddy construction projects."
"But now that something's going to happen, don't they bear even the slightest responsibility? Just because they didn't earn much doesn't mean they have to bear any responsibility at all, right?"
Wei Guanghong sneered, "They don't earn much, yet you expect them to take responsibility? Even a common man can be furious and cause bloodshed!"
"Even if we don't make a big fuss, if they all produce their contracts and trace the problem back to my company, wouldn't I still be the culprit?"
Ye Guanghui said with a wry smile, "If you hadn't registered the company in your own name, you would have been fine. You could have found someone else to be the legal representative and remained the behind-the-scenes shareholder. That way, you wouldn't have been implicated if something went wrong."
Wei Guanghong took a deep drag on his cigarette.
"But if I don't register myself and gain other people's recognition, how can I do so much business?"
"So, neither making amends nor shifting the blame will work. You'd better think of another way!"
Ye Guanghui gritted his teeth and frowned.
"We have neither the money to fix it nor the means to shift the blame."
"It seems the best solution is to slip away unnoticed!"
Wei Guanghong smiled.
That's why I asked you to come here!
"We've been working together for so many years, and you've made so much money."
“I’m in trouble now, and after thinking it over, I realize that only you can help me.”
Ye Guanghui gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"Because I'm the only one with a mental illness, right?"
Wei Guanghong gave an awkward but polite smile.
"I don't mean to look down on you at all. I wish I had a mental illness myself."
"Isn't it great that if you have a mental illness, you can commit murder and arson without facing criminal charges?"
"The best part is that your illness doesn't flare up frequently, and you're no different from a normal person most of the time."
After flicking off his cigarette ash, Wei Guanghong moved closer.
"And don't worry, I, Wei Guanghong, am not an ungrateful bastard."
"As long as you take the blame for this for me, I can make you more money in the next two or three years than you could ever spend in several lifetimes!"
"Really?"
Ye Guanghui asked with some skepticism.
"Would I lie to you?"
Wei Guanghong bent over and said solemnly:
"After we won the bid to host the Olympics last year, we started planning all the preparations."
"In order to successfully host the Olympic Games, and to showcase to the world our openness and inclusiveness, our long and brilliant history and culture, and the development achievements of our decades of unremitting efforts."
"For this Olympics, we need to make great efforts to improve the ecological environment and upgrade infrastructure. There are hundreds of projects, large and small, with a budget of hundreds of billions!"
"Just think about it, how much profit can be made from so many engineering projects? Even if you don't participate in the construction of these projects, you can still make a fortune by investing in real estate and seeing land and housing prices skyrocket."
"Why did I gather so many sons of powerful and wealthy families today? It's to discuss how to divide such a large pie, and how much to get, so that we can reach a basic consensus and avoid fighting tooth and nail!"
Ye Guanghui could only manage a wry smile.
There will be many projects involved in successfully hosting the Olympics.
Putting aside everything else, a lot of Olympic venues alone will need to be built.
Supporting facilities include the Olympic Village, subway, airport, roads, and communications...
For projects of all sizes, budgets of hundreds of billions are all underestimates.
If we add the massive high-speed rail network of eight vertical and eight horizontal lines built for convenient travel.
The South-to-North Water Diversion Project, consisting of three routes (east, central, and west), was constructed to alleviate drought in northern China.
This wave of infrastructure construction, which has lasted for several years, is worth at least several trillion yuan.
Such a huge cake, let alone a slice, even just a lick of it would take several lifetimes to spend!
Unfortunately……
Those privileged children downstairs are here to discuss how to divide the spoils.
He was summoned by Wei Guanghong to take the blame for him.
"Hey, what are you laughing at?"
"Give me a straight answer, whether you're going to do it or not!"
Wei Guanghong frowned, smoking and staring at Ye Guanghui.
Ye Guanghui swallowed.
"Brother Hong, I really, really want to help you."
"But there are so many mentally ill people, why did you have to come to me?"
Wei Guanghong sneered, "There are plenty of mentally ill people, but you're the only one I fucking know!"
"The military reforms initiated by Zhao Ruilong, Lu Changsheng, and their group are really coming on strong."
"If you want military reform to go smoothly, the quickest and easiest way is to bring down a large number of people!"
"To prove the necessity of military reform, they even went so far as to make a bold statement, saying that a single heavy combined arms brigade could easily defeat an enhanced mechanized infantry division."
"They're all preparing for a large-scale live-fire exercise to determine who's the best. But in other areas, if we have problems ourselves, do you think we can withstand their criticism?"
"..."
Ye Guanghui was stunned.
I was completely dumbfounded.
Military reform, exercises, heavy combined arms brigades...
Is this some high-level game that even a lousy movie director like myself, who makes a living by relying on power, can participate in?
Such a struggle, let alone for oneself.
Even my cousin Ye Guangxuan could easily become cannon fodder if she gets involved!
this moment.
He finally understood why Wei Guanghong had rushed back from Northeast China before the Spring Festival was even over.
He finally understood why Wei Guanghong didn't dare to find someone else to take the blame, but insisted on having him take the fall for him.
It was clearly not just because he had a mental illness, but also because he was a member of the Ye family, and could be considered a member of a powerful and wealthy family.
After all, such a big deal is something that ordinary people certainly can't handle, and it's hard to convince people that they can secure so many defense projects.