The land was vast, located in the city center, and Nathan had spent three hundred million dollars on it. He planned to build a large shopping center to make a substantial profit.
But what did he see now?
The workers who had been busy with construction were all standing aside. The excavators and bulldozers were parked off to the side, and the entire area was cordoned off. He was helpless.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
Nathan's eyes were dark, "First, arrange a dinner with the government official in charge. Then find someone to bury some antiques on the Taylor family's land. Whatever he's done to me, I'll do to him."
In the afternoon, Nathan received a call from his assistant.
"Boss, Mr. Davis said he can have dinner with you tonight. Where do you want to go?"
Nathan sneered. He had
