Jiang Cheng waved his hand.
The construction company his father had run for over a decade couldn't be allowed to have its reputation tarnished by such ambiguity while under his watch.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the staff present. "Where are the architects from Tianlong and Jiang Tai?"
As soon as Jiang Cheng spoke, the Project Manager immediately stepped forward with a slight bow.
"President Jiang, the two of them are resting over at the property management office. I'll call them over right away."
Soon, the two architects measured the spot Cheng Xiaodong had just mentioned.
Jiang Cheng took a step forward and was the first to ask the architect from Tianlong.
"Is the data for this spot different from the blueprints?"
Hearing this, the man wearing glasses spoke up, "The row of rebar you mentioned was a temporary support that got knocked out of alignment by the rain the day before yesterday. It was completely reworked and replaced at seven this morning. The main structure now buried three meters underground has a spacing error controlled within two millimeters."
After saying that, he swiped across his screen, revealing an electronic version of the rebar inspection report, with a red official seal over the inspector's signature.
"This error is within the standard range, so you can rest assured."
The architect from Jiang Tai beside him also nodded and replied, "Yes, Young Master Jiang. Our data is kept in duplicate; we compare them after individual proofreading, so you can rest assured."
Everyone present knew that these two architects hadn't been here just now.
Furthermore, Jiang Cheng had first questioned the architect from Tianlong Group.
His intention was very clear: he wanted to avoid any suspicion of collusion.
Hearing this, Cheng Xiaodong's eyes flicked over the phone screen a few times, and he suddenly sneered, "Who knows if this report is forged?"
Hearing this, both architects were suddenly left in a daze of confusion.
"If Young Master Cheng doesn't believe us, there are six real-time monitors buried deep in the foundation. The data is synchronized directly to the Municipal Housing and Construction Bureau's system. Should I pull it up for you to see now?"
Hearing this, Cheng Xiaodong's face turned the color of pig liver, and he suddenly raised his foot to kick the pile of rebar.
He wanted to kick it out of shape, looking like a child throwing a tantrum because he couldn't get his favorite toy.
People say that wealth doesn't last past three generations.
There is actually some truth to that saying.
Take Cheng Gui, for example.
From the first contact with him, it was clear he was someone who knew how to seize opportunities.
He gave away a villa worth over a hundred million just like that, just to cooperate with Jiang Cheng's family.
To get this project started, he directly yielded half the profits to Xingchen and then bought the adjacent land at auction to give to Ansheng.
For someone who could be so ruthless to himself, it was no wonder he could grow a small company into the second-largest real estate developer in Longdi.
But Heaven is fair.
For every strength you have, Heaven will give you a weakness to balance things out.
For example, this idiot Cheng Xiaodong.
The rebar on the construction site was HRB400 grade; when Cheng Xiaodong kicked it, the steel plate didn't even bend.
Instead, he clutched his foot in pain.
Jiang Cheng gave a light chuckle. "Old Cheng, your son is truly dedicated to our project, even knowing the data so clearly. How about Xingchen withdraws its investment and lets your Tiankong handle it alone?"
These words seemed like an out, but in reality, they were putting Cheng Gui on the spot.
"How could that be? Every real estate developer in Chengdu knows about this project. If Xingchen hadn't joined, it would still be gathering dust. Rest assured, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for today's events. If you're not satisfied, then I, Cheng Gui, will no longer have the face to show myself in Chengdu."
One could only say that Cheng Xiaodong was lucky to have a father as capable as Cheng Gui.
As the saying goes.
Aside from your own parents, who in society is going to indulge you?
If a piece of work like Cheng Xiaodong had a father who couldn't handle things, the whole family would probably be ruined because of him.
Seeing Cheng Gui speak so humbly, Jiang Cheng said no more.
He smiled and patted his shoulder, then said to An Xin and Wang Congcong, "Then I'll be going now?"
Hearing this, An Xin nodded. "Let's go together. Shall we have lunch together?"
Wang Congcong chuckled. "Then can I come along for a free meal too?"
Cheng Gui originally wanted to invite them to stay for a meal, but unfortunately, he couldn't keep them.
Before leaving, An Xin looked coldly at Cheng Xiaodong for several seconds.
Although An Xin had been very quiet and hadn't overstepped her bounds to speak for Jiang Cheng just now.
Her look at this moment spoke volumes.
Ansheng Group and Xingchen stood together.
An Xin's gaze completely shattered Cheng Xiaodong's self-esteem.
He finally realized that he would never be able to win the goddess's favor.
After seeing off Jiang Cheng, An Xin, and Wang Congcong.
The smiling expression Cheng Gui had been wearing immediately vanished.
Seeing a large crowd of people standing behind him.
He turned around and roared, "Get the hell back to work! If anyone dares to breathe a word about what happened today, you're fired!"