Chapter 2

He sternly condemned, "You bastard, what gives you the right to act like a big brother? Can't you hope for something good even for a day? This is a pretty good kid, who is kind-hearted and enjoys helping others, assisting an elderly lady, and in the end, the lady tried to scam him. If it weren't for a passerby who called the police in time, he would have almost been beaten by a few thugs just now. Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and come here!"

I am not sure how much Mr. Yu knows about our area," said the chubby man, rubbing his hands. "In recent years, our Yan Ning has developed too quickly. This area was wasteland over a decade ago, and now it has become a prime urban district.

After purchasing a house, the "deities" were successively cast down to the mortal realm, landing in pigsties, and became the disheveled and dirty Second Brother.

He turned to one side and pressed the elevator button for his colleagues: "I still have a few matters to discuss in the conference room, you all go ahead upstairs."

Development Zone

Banks are more ruthless than prisons

The stout man accompanied by a smile fixed his gaze on the young man who had just gotten out of the car

Officer Yu hurriedly said: "Wait a moment, Master Lan, your brother is here with me"

A row of business vehicles was parked by the roadside. A stout man got out of the leading car, taking small, brisk steps, and courteously opened the car door for the person behind him: "This is it, you see, the surrounding area is all newly paved roads. The piece of land enclosed in front is the project I want to introduce to you today; it is truly a great opportunity! To be honest, my brother is in a tight financial situation and should let go when necessary, but he really can't bear to part with it. As long as the initial funding is in place, once the project is established, he can immediately secure a loan, and in the future, he will truly be able to..."

The overweight man forced a few laughs, and thereafter, he did not dare to speak nonsense again throughout the journey

The pressure king... Manager Yu closed the tablet in his hand, nodded slightly at the chubby man, and succinctly said, "Hello"

Finally, after numerous compromises, he managed to settle on a set of arrangements that were acceptable in all aspects, having exhausted his savings to make the down payment, and became a proud slave to his mortgage.

Yu Lanchuan stared blankly at the screen for a while, let out a sigh, rubbed his waist, and felt his precarious kidneys trembling uneasily

As the elevator doors closed, Yu Lanchuan retracted his smile and walked towards the conference room with a bland expression. The assistant, who had been waiting at the conference room door, caught up with him and handed him a cup of coffee along with a stack of paper materials. Yu Lanchuan glanced at them and returned the folder to her, saying, "I don't have time to read this; please summarize it for me verbally."

The "urban elite" may very well be the monthly cash-strapped mortgage slaves, using only sample sizes of perfume, facing the risk of running out of food at the end of each month, working overtime every day, and then being repeatedly pierced by articles on various public accounts about "dying from staying up late".

The fat man suddenly jolted, and beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead

Yu Lanchuan smiled slightly but did not respond

"I will not be submitting a report on this matter, as it lacks the value for discussion at the meeting." Upon returning to the company, Yu Lanchuan handed the tablet to the driver and, while walking, spoke to the vice president leading the team, "Wang is unreliable, just a second-rate thug. He probably first told the developer, 'I have a great project, but I can't get the qualifications right away. I'll provide the initial funding; you just need to send a team, lend your name, and help me set it up. You won't bear any risks, and we can all profit together.' Then he told the investors, 'The developer is a big brand, and they have always executed projects solidly. This time, they would rather break their funding chain than give up this lucrative opportunity. Fortunately, they are short on cash, which gives us a chance to share in the profits; we must seize this opportunity.' After deceiving both sides, once the funds are in place and the project is established, he will take his cut and leave, pulling off a con with empty hands.

Yu Lanchuan, the 'Lan' in 'gentleman like orchid', and the 'Chuan' in 'the sea embraces all rivers', is the head of our risk control department. The vice president of the investor pointed at Yu Lanchuan and said to the fat man, half-jokingly, 'Don't be fooled by his youth; the sword he holds is the imperial sword. Our big boss is cautious, and the most powerful authority in the company lies with their risk control department. We are out running business every day, but none of our reports are as effective as this young master's.'

Thank you for your hard work, General Yu

The monthly mortgage is nearly 20,000, with a term of 30 years

At that moment, his phone rang, and the caller ID displayed "Xianyu"

A group of people efficiently completed the field survey, and a seven-seater business vehicle departed from the development zone, heading towards the skyscraper-filled central business district

That was that... The fat man followed behind him, nodding and bowing, yet from a perspective unseen by others, he shot a cold glare at Yu Lanchuan's back, sincerely wishing for him to be struck by lightning

"If there's something to say, say it; if not, get lost." Yu Lanchuan has never had any pretensions in front of his childhood friend, decisively peeling away the facade of pretense to reveal his true nature. He lethargically spat out a few words from the tip of his tongue: "No drinking, no appointments, no going."

While checking his email, he noticed that there was an email from the previous day marked as "unread". A glance at the subject made him feel even colder— it was a credit card repayment notice from the bank

The maximum term for a fixed-term imprisonment is only twenty-five years

Since childhood, Yan's dream has been to be a true salted fish. However, things did not go as he wished; perhaps those with dreams are not meant to be salted fish. In any case, he inadvertently became a people's police officer. Despite the trivial matters he is responsible for, which are as insignificant as three rats and four eyes, he often finds himself extremely busy, to the point where he hasn't bothered Yu Lanchuan for quite some time.

"Isn't it just 'almost'? That means I didn't get hit. I have a few things to attend to, so let him wait there for now." Yu Lanchuan capped the pen onto the fountain pen, "You feed him a little, and I'll reimburse you later."

Yu Yan: "Hey, you scumbag, you ... ... "

The fat man swallowed his saliva, and was struck in the waist by the aura of this person who proclaimed, "I am the king of pressure of a generation," instinctively sensing that this individual meant no good

The young assistant, well-trained, immediately and methodically whispered the content of the briefing into his ear. Yu Lanchuan listened in silence, occasionally passing individuals nodded and greeted him. On the polished marble floor, elegantly dressed men and women hurried by.

In addition, this week's significant expenses include the parking fees for the second half of the year amounting to 8,500, two copies of the "marriage tax" totaling 2,000, and the funeral expenses for my former boss's mother, which he insisted on having at this time

The affairs of the world are unpredictable, and it is difficult to say.

One could see that this person was tall and had an impressive demeanor. He wore a light gray shirt, and thin metal-framed glasses perched on his nose. It was hard to tell the degree of his vision, but the lenses appeared very thin and bookish. Not only were the lenses thin, but his lips were also thin, his nostrils narrow and straight, and his chin sharp—his eyelids seemed to be thinner than those of others by a third. Due to his height, he had to slightly lower his gaze when looking at others, with his eyes peeking out from the corners, giving off a somewhat ambiguous smile.

Yu Renzha has already hung up the phone

The person in charge of the investors who got out of the car is said to be a vice president in his forties, wearing a polite yet reserved smile. He lightly interrupted the overweight man, saying: "Mr. Wang, we have all reviewed your feasibility report and detailed plan, so there is no need to emphasize them again—Lan Chuan, come over and take a look."

On a Friday evening in midsummer, after a grueling day, Yu Lanchuan mustered his last bit of energy to endure a four-hour teleconference that left his head buzzing. Under the chilling air of the central air conditioning, he returned to his office, closed the door, and slumped into his chair. His inbox was filled with a dozen unread and pending documents, none of which he wanted to open; he only wished to go home and lie down.

"Time management," "financial management," and "health management" are three integral components, all of which belong to the "elite standard," and none can be omitted. Those neatly organized tables resemble condoms, as if by fitting life into them, one can control the rhythm and avoid being ravaged.

Yu Lanchuan lowered his head and smiled, saying politely: "Who isn't? This year there is a cash shortage, and everyone's funds are quite strained, so we must be more cautious, don't you agree?"

Yu Yan: "Stop messing around, this is not at my home, it is at our station, the police station!"

Later, he reflected on himself and realized that the issue was not with the market supply of properties, but rather with his own limited finances and numerous responsibilities

Oh," Yu Lanchuan heard, expressionless, pinching the bridge of his nose, "My brother is selling himself by jumping off a building, 11,000 each, no bargaining, transfer the money to my Alipay account, from now on, he is your brother.

Is this good? Yu Lanchuan raised an eyebrow, This is called being foolish

Before purchasing a house, young people all felt that they were exceptional and destined to soar to great heights, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy.

Not knowing much, I just came by for a visit. Just as the chubby man was about to launch into a lengthy discourse after catching his breath, Yu Lanchuan interrupted him, leaving the chubby man momentarily speechless. This place was not previously wasteland; it was a landfill.

"Xianyu" is a classmate of Yan, who is also a primary school classmate of Yu Lanchuan. At that time, the homeroom teacher's Mandarin was not very good, often confusing "Yu" and "Yu", jokingly saying that the two were like brothers. Over time, these two boys, who had completely different temperaments and personalities, inexplicably became friends and grew up together.

Social stereotypes suggest that those with bird's nest hairstyles, greasy faces, and who rely on takeout for their daily sustenance are undoubtedly poor and despondent, merely waiting for death, destined to be eliminated as failures. In contrast, those dressed in tailored suits, striding through the CBD with phones in hand, are certainly urban elites, with bright futures ahead, accompanied by a swarm of admirers.

However, the "lewd otaku" might very well be a relocated household, sitting on several properties and living a blissful life of simply collecting rent.

The overweight man quickly gathered all his energy and flattered loudly: "Mr. Yu, a talented young man, a talented young man!"

Fortunately, at this moment, an investor interjected with a jest: "Our Lanchuan has a special ability; if someone stares at him, he can immediately sense it. Isn't that remarkable? President Wang must think our group of middle-aged and elderly people is too greasy, as he was just looking at the young and handsome ones."

Yu Yan : `` ... ... ''

For instance, Yu Lanchuan, who possesses an exceptionally aloof demeanor and presence, is precisely such a glamorous yet destitute "urban elite"

For various reasons, Yu Lanchuan purchased an apartment at the beginning of this year. During the house-hunting process, he was initially dazzled by the dilapidated and shabby old buildings in the city center, and nearly lost his way in the outskirts of Yanning City. At first, he was quite puzzled, wondering how, with countless grand buildings in the city, there was not a single one available for people to live in

There are now rumors that the big boss is about to retire, yet the group has not made any announcements. Several vice presidents within the company are already fighting fiercely among themselves, each trying to undermine the others. Everyone wants to seize the powerful risk control sword and strike at the enemy's head. As this busy sword, Yu Lanchuan has been navigating through this bloody turmoil and has not taken a weekend off for an entire month.

Yu Lanchuan poured herself half a cup of hot tea to warm up, and only then did she open her "Personal Financial Management Spreadsheet"

The most prominent column on Mr. Yu's personal financial management sheet is "Mortgage"

Just then, it seemed as if Yu Lanchuan had eyes on the back of his head, suddenly turning around to meet the gaze of the overweight man, who had not yet retracted his stare: "Mr. Wang, it seems you have something to say to me"

Housing serves as a mirror that reveals the true nature of contemporary youth

Those who are capable should work more

"You brat and your mouth," the deputy general manager chuckled, then gave him a meaningful glance. "A second-rate thug has his uses, after all, he was introduced by General Manager Li. Even if it's just for General Manager Li's sake, it wouldn't be appropriate for us to skip this trip. In our line of work, sometimes for the sake of colleagues, social niceties, it is inevitable to sacrifice a bit of precious time and engage in some futile efforts, and that is quite normal.

"That doesn't seem right, General Manager Wang," Yu Lanchuan said in a lukewarm manner. "I remember this is specifically for handling household waste, and it has a particularly strong odor. As far as I know, many liquids and toxic substances can seep into the ground, and some materials have a long decomposition cycle, which can affect the geology. According to your plan, won't there be issues with the foundation?"

What is even more unscrupulous is that this "mansion" that has left him destitute will not be delivered for over a year. This means that during this year, he will not only have to repay the loan every month but also pay an additional rent of over 7,000.

The stout man's eyes flickered, and he quickly continued the conversation: "Hey, isn't that why I say you understand! I was just about to mention this, but didn't have the chance. The great thing about this project is the landfill! The transformation of the landfill, this... land reuse, it now has a set of mature technologies that make the waste very stable after being crushed and compacted, which is good for the surrounding environment, beneficial to the country and the people, and is highly encouraged by the state. The developers are preparing to highlight this aspect, and they should be able to secure some policy support as well. ... Land reuse, it now has a set of mature technologies that make the waste very stable after being crushed and compacted, which is good for the surrounding environment, beneficial to the country and the people, and is highly encouraged by the state. The developers are preparing to highlight this aspect, and they should be able to secure some policy support as well. ..."

Yu Lanchuan snorted from his nose and said, "What did he do wrong?"

The overweight man clearly hesitated for a moment, then began to downplay the situation: "This... this is definitely not a problem. My friend's project company has already been established, and the plans have all been verified by experts. Technically, there is absolutely no issue; you don't need to worry about that. Our main difficulty now is still funding..."