Isn't it just 200 million? Buy, buy, buy! My heart doesn't ache!!!

Gu Yulin beat a hasty retreat from the mansion, then hurried back to his office and called the director of the Special Affairs Bureau. The director proceeded to laugh at him mercilessly:

"170 million? You wanted to pay for it? Hahahahahaha! You really don't understand anything at all!"

"What—?"

Gu Yulin was baffled. After laughing for quite a while, the director wiped away a tear. "Forget it. Some things can't be explained clearly even if I go into detail. In any case, the state has policies for this kind of land. There's no need to pay directly, and the Special Affairs Bureau won't spend 170 million buying land either..."

Gu Yulin wanted to ask more, but the director was no longer willing to explain in detail. After pondering for a moment, he said decisively:

"It's no problem if Shen Le wants the plot next door for a studio. But designing it, relocating residents, building a dry dock, transporting the equipment, and making the exterior look as old as before will take at least several months.

"How about this? We'll first help him find a suitable shipyard. I'll speak with him personally afterward!"

As for shipyards, if they truly put effort into looking, they could always find one—

—in fact, even if they couldn't, they could cordon off a plot nearby, have Jiangnan Shipyard send people over, and build one for Shen Le on the spot. It wouldn't take much time at all!

They could make it as big as he wanted, outfit it with whatever equipment he wanted, teach him how to use everything, and even leave behind dedicated staff to operate it... What? You were asking about costs? Salaries?

When the Special Affairs Bureau placed an order with a state-owned enterprise, it was no different from money moving from