p.The Nice Path Ahead (Next Part)

The last Part is here:   The Nice Path Ahead

The acquaintance mentioned before this essay gave me a food treat. I rejected. She suggested that if I ever needed anything, please feel free to ask and it shall be complied. I smiled.

In the past, I have spent hundreds if not a couple of thousands on her to please her. In exchange, I asked for occasional favours. But none of these favours asked were returned. Every one of these favours was non-monetary in nature. Sad. She made a final attempt on me and said she would be leaving for her ex-home country for good. She has burnt 20 years of her stay in white land, achieving nothing. I am sorry that I couldn't help her. She is beyond help. I can't teach her how to suck eggs. Her path is hers alone to choose. I don't wish to help.

The time has come for me to say goodbye to this unwanted relationship. She talked for hours on end. Her companion even claimed that the relationship could go on if I choose to. I just smiled with no facial expression. I am indeed a poor actor or was it that I am just plain lazy.

Another acquaintance just popped up to meet me at 500 km from his place. He will bring along resources to help me to manage my work. No question asked about compensation. No hint of extracting favour from me. This is called a true friend. Not because I received unasked favours but a friend don't question return but just do them. There is still hope in mankind.

Tiramisu Queen as usually gave me a dangerous look. She claimed if she had met me earlier in her life. Her life would be so different. I smiled. My intensive pheromone perfume worked. I was expected to say something but I resisted. Chrysanthemum gave me one tight slap on my face and said I should not be ambivalent about relationships. Women are like cats, they clawed their ways around.

Noticing that I was quiet thereafter, Tiramisu Queen offered me to buy a small share in her newly setup lucrative restaurant.

I guess if I can please a gal enough, she will feed me food.

I felt so blessed.

p.The Nice Path Ahead

The last part is here:   p.Show - 衣锦还乡

I am loving every moment of this.

A get-together with an acquaintance yielded that he was very angry. He had spent 20 years of his life in white land. He is now just an odd-job labourer with some small licensing ticket in white land. Of cos, he has a small house to boot. He has achieved this house purchase through his hard work in his previous home country. He told me that during his more tender years, he did not listen to his seniors before him. They have suggested to him businesses that might have worked for him in white land. He did not listen to them. He claimed he was stubborn. He explained to me that all my current projects are too big and too wide-spread. He don't believe I will ever succeed. His tone was bitter.

I smiled.

He told me nothing. Being my senior, he taught me nothing. I never did expect anything for free. But, since he taught me nothing and has no cash, I can't be serious with him.

But of course, during his earlier encounters with me, he has hoped to find some common projects to play with me.

But he played me out time and time again over small test matters. I don't trust anyone who failed my little tests. I have no spare cash to lose. Hence, the little tests. I am cunning and extremely careful about who I want to go to bed with. I then blocked all entrances to my projects. I gave him no hope.

He is now very, very angry. Angry that he made no head ways in white land. He is now angry that he has spent 20 years of his youth in white land achieved nothing. Not even one extra house in his name. The current house that he stayed was purchased with funds from the sale of his own house back in his ex-home country. He is still under heavy mortgage. His entire 20 years did not yield a single additional house. In fact, he harbours the thoughts of returning to his own ex-home country for good.

He has no true friends. In fact, he has none that I know of. Why? One asked. It is simply because he was never a true friend to boot. He don't help others from his own heart and he expects others to help and pay for him. Such leecher can't hope to have true friends to die for him.

He is now extremely angry. I did not offer any projects for him to play as I don't trust him at all. I told him that all my projects are deadly expensive and takes forever to reach fruition. Yes. He then answered his own question by saying he and I don't have many more 10-years to game.

Yes. I did misinform him on the progress of my projects. Yes. I did not give hope.

My Comments:

In all battle planning, one needs to address the negativity raised: The long gestation of my projects and the thin-spread of my investment capital.

Contrary to common misconception, I did have a very strong business type that I draw my strength. This business type currently carries the full load of my income. Right now, due to my slightly lack of attention, it has weakened slightly. I have to refocus on it to get it up again. My discussion with my business partner yielded that this business type did have a limit and we have to address it. It was based on this limit that I need to diversify to more business types. But, each business type investment need at least 10 years to fruit.

The ultimate game as we all know is land and lesser extent, properties. Every business type is meant to achieve land ownership. It is with land ownership that one can be confident with one's future. In fact, I have achieved far more unencumbered land mass than most now.

The thin-spreading of the investment capital is intentional. Since I am able to poke my finger in every pie, why not? This thin-spread will allow me to have very low exposure to any one investment type. Hopefully I won't cause jealousy in any one I encounter. 

I still want my peace.

I am water. I flow into every crevices of the mother nature. I may not be able to enjoy the full fruit during my physical life, but I am sure those that take over me will finally find peace and serenity.

I may be wrong in spreading the capital too thinly. But, I am truly enjoying myself. So I am kind of stuck in thinking otherwise. Let time be my ultimate guide. I never had so much now than before. Before I was battling with uncertainty. Now, every asset is acquired with pure cash, I sleep well every night. Yes. There would be storms ahead of me. Yes. There would be uncertainties. But, with my unyielding hardworking hands, I believe I can brave all fears.

When the last leaf falls ...

b.Fuck the Grand Chieftains

The last part is here:   Exploration - The Meeting with Another Grand Chieftain

Fuck the grand chieftains and fuck politics. Politics remains one of the most difficult to manage. In politics, you must be able to show absolute loyalty and yet at the same time shows that you have other options. This finesse is very difficult to pull off. One wrong step - death ensues.

I have maintained radio silence for the last week or so as the battle of the crescent lake is concluding. I have finally been emplaced as its absolute supreme commander. The ownership of the spring is also mine. Resource like this don't come every day.

Right now, many guys who got wind of the new ownership come offering me lands and properties. One guy even suggested that I buy from him a 10,000 sq ft land with a two storey office block for a low 4-figure sum. In exchange, I give him some access to the spring water. I never know pure mineral water from the ground is such a sexy asset.

I feel power is the only way to win more battles. Even the president of a very powerful organisation has asked me to include him as a member in deciding the flow of the spring water. I am indeed humbled by the word power. No wonder fuckens are so drunk by the concept. The only difference is they can only have command over shit water, whereas I have pure water purified for millions of years by the granite rocks.

A victory of this nature only comes once in every 30 years. If you see one, grab it with honour. You should be able to feed your generations for at least 500 years.

With this resource, after paying tax, it will give me power to capture more resources. White crane asked me to service her well today as her father, grey hawk will extend his full finances to serve in my court.

I like playing with other people's money, but I like better if I can play other people's time.

Today, I must rest. I was made sick by the stress I felt over the past week.

To celebrate victory is good, but, be humbled by the given break is human.

I will, at this new year, renew my vow that I will serve non-fuckened families who are in need. I hope to give their future generations life. May they too feel love in a stone-cold night. Suddenly, my -50degC is all worth it. I thank tengri and my ancestors for giving me rest.

White crane asked me an interesting question today, "How many forbidden-city-and-tiananmen am I going to have?"

I answered sickly, "Way more than all the palaces combined. Forbidden-city-and-tiananmen is only 116 hectares in size."

Tengri and my ancestors have given me a brain not to abuse it in serving my own selfish needs, but to serve a greater good. May my wish and dream come true ...

b.Exploration - Meeting the Grand Mayor Chieftain

The last part part is here:   Exploration - The Meeting with Another Grand Chieftain

Nowadays i met so many grand chieftains so much so that I lost count on who's who.

Just when I thought I have given up hope to build that free land. This land cannot be purchased, it must only be given free by the ring of Chieftains. The Grand Mayor Chieftain wanted to deal with me in person. Shit !!!

I had left all my fucken suits in that fucken little island. For fuck's sake, I am now a farmer, not a fucking top-ranked con-job businessman. Apparently, the city council don't think so. They want me to present my business proposal to their highest ring of power. I am only one rank short of the all-powerful ring king.

If the business plan is approved, the business would be announced in the national newspaper. Surely they are not serious?

I have asked for an escape route from a junior grand chieftain. He told me that we grand chieftains are already gods and there is no way to refuse the immortals. I swallowed hard. This business plan of getting free land is back-firing. I am too back-side itchy and I shouldn't have written such a proposal that can create national interest. I should have just do a simpler job.

He however gave me a wink. He said that if the business plan is approved and the land that is to be given to me might contain a hot spring for my exclusive use. He further expounded that that spring is his very private interest to own. Wow !!! This meeting is worth my time after all.

The hot spring, he said, is the cleanest of the springs he has found and the mayor is of the opinion that it is best used in my business plan. But, he further claimed that the mayor is not a joke. He will grill me to kingdom come.

Fuck them all! I have left the fuckens because their top brass are fucked. Now I have to walk again the path I most detest.

b.Land - The Waterfall

The last parts are here:   Land - The Future (Part 3 of 4)   and   Passion business I - The Way

A friend once asked me what so special about the waterfall? Why must I try so hard to get it?

I smiled. She is wise beyond her tender years.

High quality water resources are going to be extremely limited in years to come. Whosoever clings on to one is going to make him immensely powerful. Of course, I am not going to try to bottle that water as mineral water and sell. That would be the most silly idea on earth.

The quality of wine must come from 3 things:   yeast, fruit/grain and water. There are others but mostly can be resolved using shipments and technologies. Good yeast can be cultivated through careful selection and science, so it is not an issue. Good fruit/grain can be imported or planted in good soil, again this is also not an issue. But, water is not as portable. The moment water is bottled and shipped, its very essence is changed permanently. Therefore, water has to be fresh. Not only fresh, but correctly balanced with nature. It must not be heated, cooled or played with. It must naturally flow into the fermenters as wholesome as possible. Any playing around will not produce the right balance and the wine will never be good.

Finally, the barrels that contain the wine for aging would either be oak or redwood, which I can easily plant or harvest them in my land. So no issue.

I wish that it would not be too expensive to get my hand on a land that contains a waterfall. Not only just a waterfall, but one that produces harmonized water from the sky.

There is however an alternative: underground mineral water in between granite layers. Unless and otherwise I have no choice, I still believe in my first choice: the Waterfall. I can still vividly remember the sweet heavenly taste of mountain water from the lake district of England during my more tender and adventurous years.

I do really hope within my lifetime I will get a waterfall. That's a promise to my name-sake.