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"This requires a lot of money," Sang Lingzhu stated directly, hitting the nail on the head.
Wu Gang nodded and grinned, "For this issue, there are two solutions. One is for Uncle Qian to apply for subsidies; the other requires someone's help."
"Who?"
Everyone looked at Wu Gang.
Wu Gang's lips curved slightly, saying with a hint of playfulness, "In Linjiang City, the President of Anqiang Construction Group, Zhao Shucheng."
"This..."
Frankly speaking, everybody felt that Wu Gang's idea was a bit like a daydream. Asking Zhao Shucheng to invest was going to involve a significant amount, would she be willing to do it?
"Fang Yu's fifty million, if you are willing to join, can be allocated based on your individual circumstances. Besides the subsidies Uncle Qian can apply for, the rest can go to President Zhao. As long as she agrees, money won't be a problem."
Wu Gang's face turned somewhat solemn as a grand blueprint unfurled before him.
