Seeing the confusion on Uncle Wang's face, Wang Yue said solemnly, "Uncle, we're family. Of course I want our family to do better. But the truth is, our family is only holding on because Grandpa is supporting us.
Construction projects are huge prizes, and plenty of people have their eyes on them. Besides, lots of people would love to climb over our family to get ahead.
Especially when it comes to construction. Even if you supervise everything very carefully, you still have to worry about someone secretly cutting corners.
If you're just looking to make money, Uncle, I can recommend an industry that would suit you better."
Uncle Wang knew Wang Yue was right. Boss Wang had mainly pursued a government career, but he wasn't especially talented. With the family's backing, he had only made it to deputy bureau director.
If Old Master lived another ten years or so, Boss Wang might still have prospects. But Old Master's health was getting worse, and after that, promotions would depend on seniority. It would probably be difficult for Boss Wang to get much further.
Uncle Wang also knew he couldn't rely on his older brother's help forever. Seeing how confidently Wang Yue was making his case, he asked skeptically, "What industry?"
Wang Yue knew it wouldn't be easy for Uncle Wang to switch fields outright, so he smiled and said, "Interior decorating. There's a lot of profit in it. It may not make money as quickly as taking on construction projects and subcontracting them, but it's steady."
Uncle Wang immediately understood what Wang Yue meant. He slapped his thigh with a big hand and said excitedly, "Little Yue is right! As long as my older brother is around, I don't have to compete for projects myself. The companies that win them will