Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Duan Jun pushed open the door and entered, slightly bewildered by the sight of Jiang Zong, who was dressed neatly, and Lin Ting, who was wrapped up like a dumpling.

"you two……"

The window's reflection honestly recorded all of Jiang Zong's actions, but there was no sign of him putting on clothes.

Lin Ting lay on her side and grinned at her: "What are you doing here?"

Duan Jun said "Oh" and handed the things in her hand to her: "Here, I just received the project application today - the Chen family wants to invest in Beijing."

Lin Ting took the paper, and the tiny, closely written characters gave her an even bigger headache.

She really didn't want to torture herself, so she casually handed it to Jiang Zong.

She looked at Duan Jun and cut to the chase: "Foreign investment?"

"Correct."

Duan Jun's expression was extremely serious. "You should understand that foreign-invested enterprises are highly sought after these days. I can't stop this, and it's impossible for me to stop it."

At this time, foreign investment is very welcome. There are not only various preferential policies, but also infighting and price gouging between different regions in order to attract foreign investment.

The massive influx of foreign capital has brought many benefits, but of course, they have also taken away even more profits.

Cheap labor is perhaps the least significant benefit.

Countless foreign investors have acquired land under the guise of investment, but have been reluctant to invest further or initiate projects, waiting for land prices to skyrocket before selling it.

This is a highly profitable business for them, but it directly hinders the economic development of the local residents.

Not to mention some heavy metal factories that have transferred their pollution...

But there's nothing anyone can do about it; it's the trend of the times, the growing pains of rapid development, and no one can stop it.

Duan Jun looked into Lin Ting's eyes, her tone unusually serious: "They want to build a chemical plant, which will at least solve the problem of feeding nearly 10,000 people. This project... has much greater direct benefits than ours, and it's foreign-invested. We have no competitiveness."

No matter how good Lin Ting's project is, she is not a foreign investor and cannot possibly ignite a frenzied demand for foreign investment.

Lin Ting had a terrible headache. She pressed her knuckles against her temples and asked a very improbable question: "Isn't it possible to reject this project from an environmental perspective?"

Duan Jun: "You have a fever?"

Lin Ting subconsciously touched her forehead.

Believe it or not, it's actually a bit hot.

Before she could take her hand down, Jiang Zong spoke up: "It's just foreign investment, I can be one too. I'll invest, double the amount."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ting lowered her hand and immediately saw his slightly mocking expression.

She looked so beautiful that she felt like her illness was half cured.

Duan Jun stared at Jiang Zong, and then remembered that Jiang Shao could indeed be considered a foreign investor. At least he could invest in and build factories through the Jiang family's overseas companies, which fully met the requirements.

but……

"You're investing in a chemical plant? That must have a very high technical barrier to entry."

Duan Jun's questioning is quite reasonable.

Even Lin Ting nodded in agreement. She reached out her small hand and tugged at Jiang Zong's sleeve: "There's no need to get angry with him. It's better to switch to another project."

Jiang Zong took her slightly warm hand in his own and squeezed it a little harder: "The chemical plant in Shenyang, you've forgotten?"

Lin Ting: "Uh..."

She probably really had a fever; her mind was starting to wander.

She had really forgotten that when Uncle Nie stayed in Shenyang, besides taking care of Jiang Zong, he mainly stayed to handle the daily affairs of the chemical plant.

The Chiang family truly possessed the technology.

Moreover, she also remembered that the chemical plant had quite a few orders. When Jiang Zong wasn't in charge, he was forced to sign contracts several times because Uncle Nie wasn't home.

Lin Ting pulled Jiang Zong's hand to her forehead: "I think I have a fever, really. It's not that I forgot, it's that the virus is preventing me from thinking."

Jiang Zong became nervous and immediately went to find a thermometer.

Duan Jun looked at Lin Ting with a puzzled expression: "You really have a fever?"

Lin Ting: "...?"

"No, sister, is my illness really that subtle?"