"So, Xinyuan Building is actually just an idle asset you have no real use for but don't want to give up? If I can convince the department's higher-ups, I have a chance of getting the building?"
Xia Xu's eyes lit up.
"In theory, yes. But it'll be difficult."
Luo Hongyun shook his head with a wry smile.
"Consultant Xia, it's not as simple as you think."
Zhang Qun interjected from the side, reminding him, "We aren't short on funding, and Xinyuan Building has already been classified as a high-risk special zone. Whoever authorizes selling it for money or other benefits will face criticism, and they'll also have to shoulder any risks that might arise after the sale.
"So there's basically no chance the higher-ups will agree to sell Xinyuan Building. Besides, our Special Operations Team actually has relatively little say in this area. Even Team Leader Luo can't override everyone's objections."
Zhang Qun clearly had far more political savvy than Luo Hongyun. His wording was somewhat veiled, yet he laid out all the underlying reasons clearly.
First, the Special Department wasn't short on money. Second, Xinyuan Building was a special zone that carried risks. Selling it for profit, even for the organization's benefit, would be hard to justify and could easily invite criticism and attacks.
Of course, there was one more crucial point: the sale wouldn't be the end of it. They would have to keep bearing that risk.
If anything went wrong with Xinyuan Building after it passed into the buyer's hands, the old decision would inevitably be dredged up. Those who had approved or supported it would suffer, and their careers might even be affected.
No one would take on enormous risks without gaining anything personally. At the very least, there was no way to convince the entire