Perhaps it was because the Heyue Restaurant was located in the relatively less industrially polluted northwest area of Ming City that, as time went by, the night sky cleared up, the weather that had been gloomy all day finally brightening up that night.
To the naked eye, a few stars twinkled, casting light onto the bustling world below.
Inside a pavilion room, warmly lit and enclosed with floor-to-ceiling glass walls, there was no noise, only the sound of page turning, occasionally interspersed with the click of a lighter, echoing repeatedly.
As for the "Qingsha Miao Village" mentioned by Zhou Wang, in fact, most of the people present had never heard of it before.
After all, Guizhou Province alone has three Miao autonomous regions, with more than 1,500 Miao villages across the province, and up to this day, only two have been successfully developed and gained nationwide popularity, one being the well-known Thousand Household Miao Village, and the other being Langde Miao Village.
Yet, as the pages turned, everyone gradually showed expressions of great interest.
"Brother Dog, if the environment of this Miao village completely matches what’s shown in the documents, it is indeed a hidden treasure waiting to be discovered!"
The first to speak up was Ruan Jinghong. He had visited countless tourist spots, and just a glance at the photos in the documents made his eyes light up.
Surrounded by mountains and water, the Miao village nearby even featured a waterfall, and just over a mountain lay the beautifully scenic Wanfeng Lake Scenic Spot. Such pristine beauty, like a veiled maiden, could incite everyone’s desire to explore.
Moreover, most valuable was that this is a village with a history of over a hundred years; it still preserved many unique ethnic customs and even included an ancient temple hidden in the deep mountains and a mysterious area of rock formations...
"Mr. Zhou, is this information authentic?"
The second person to inquire was Lu Yuansong, his expression more solemn, with a touch of lingering shock in his eyes.
It was because this information was detailed to an astonishing degree.
From the basic conditions of the village to all ethnic customs and cultures, onto the terrain and landscape, the cultural and scenic details of the village, and all the fine points of the mysterious ancient temple and rock formations...
Beyond these, there was also a basic assessment of development investment, including but not limited to transportation conditions, development difficulty, local policies, and reviews by bloggers who had explored the area.
It was as if a professional team had been stationed there for a long period before finally coming up with this thick pile of documents.
"Absolutely authentic, I can guarantee there’s a margin of error of no more than 5%."
Zhou Wang replied with a smile, though inwardly he thought, with the wide-reaching powers of the system, this information should really have zero error, but saying that would sound too unbelievable.
Lu Yuansong only asked to confirm. In fact, with the degree of detail in this information, it’s really difficult to doubt its authenticity.
On the contrary, someone like Lu Conglin couldn’t help but marvel inwardly; no wonder this young man accumulated a substantial fortune early on, as this is what it means to plan before acting.
If others were swayed by Zhou Wang’s mention of "billions," then for Lu Conglin, he was more concerned about whether this Miao village development plan was a sudden whimsical thought sparked by Zhou Wang’s excitement.
It seemed now that he worried too much.
"Old Bro, I reckon you already have a draft of a Business Plan, don’t you?"
Lu Conglin asked jokingly.
"Not just a draft, buddy, if I pull it out, it might even give you a jolt!"
Zhou Wang inwardly mumbled, because after inputting the main ideas into [Planck’s Business Plan], it had generated into a Word document about 200 pages long, titled the "Qingsha Miao Village Development Plan."
Within it was a thorough outline of every aspect of the entire village development process, and even at the end, it presented a grand vision called the "Trillion-Dollar Ethnic Cultural Tourism Industry Chain"...
Thinking of the vast Huaxia, with its many ethnic customs, if each region’s specialties could be linked together by some thread, the upper and lower stream industries it could leverage would amount to an astronomical figure beyond prediction.
However, that clearly exceeded Zhou Wang’s current capability range. A meal should be eaten one bite at a time, and at this stage, if he could just successfully complete the development of Qingsha Miao Village, it would already be a highly fulfilling accomplishment.
"Brother Dog, is this ’Qingsha Miao Village’ development the major project Young Master Zhang mentioned you would lead him to take off with?" Tang Yiming couldn’t help but ask after finishing reading the documents.
"I suppose...it is."
Zhou Wang said, somewhat uncertainly, "He said he could invest a hundred million."
"Zhiyuan has keen insight, I think this project can work," Ruan Jinghong nodded, his gaze unable to conceal his excitement.
"Brother Dog, count me in if there’s a need for investment!"
Zhou Yiquan hadn’t seriously reviewed the documents, but upon hearing that Zhang Zhiyuan intended to invest so significantly, he couldn’t sit still any longer.
He himself was a playboy; the bars, racecourses, and such he invested in before were for fun, going with the flow. And currently, in his surrounding circle, the most capable people besides Zhang Zhiyuan were all sitting at this table.
Since they all believed in it, what could possibly go wrong?
Thus, Zhou Yiquan figured he must also get on board with this venture.
Ruan Jinghong then asked with a smirk, "Yiquan, this isn’t small-time stuff; the millions you have on hand might not even make a dent."