The Sect Master had the Strategist keep an eye on Zhao Ritian, while Long Aotian watched his concubine, Caiyun.
He himself kept watch over Xiao Wen, Chen Mengyun, and this deal.
The balance between offense and defense had shifted.
Chen Mengyun said, "Sect Master, I was originally planning to return to Xue City today. You know how it is—Xiangyun Group's business is spread across the country. I actually prefer building landmark hotels in international metropolises. Sai River is neither here nor there for me."
"I know, I understand. My son already told me about the situation..."
Lu Chengwen came over carrying a bowl of soup. "Master, have some soup."
"Hm? What kind of soup?"
"They said it's Fortune Soup. The back kitchen sent it over."
The Sect Master took a sip. "Mm, not bad."
He smacked his lips and continued, "Director Chen, how about this? To show my apology, I'll lower the price myself. Not five hundred million—just four hundred and seventy million! What do you say? A one-time purchase, and from then on, that land will be yours. The thirty million is my apology for yesterday's recklessness."
Chen Mengyun smiled. "Sect Master, I think you may have misunderstood. It's true that Great Sage Group's cruise line is about to begin operating, but how many round trips can that one ship make in a month? At most, it carries ten thousand people or so. How many hotels, tourist attractions, and food streets are there in this city? Hardly any of that ends up in my mouth."
Chen Mengyun said, "I'd still prefer to follow the original plan and lease your land for three million a year. I'll invest thirty million to build a resort here. Nice and simple, and suited to the local borderland culture."
The Sect Master froze. "Oh,