My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 284 Half a pound of soy sauce, a packet of salt...or a pack of cigarettes?

Let Weidong criticize You Qili before, why is he always running around and making a mess everywhere.

Isn't it because we haven't accumulated sufficient capital that we are easily short of money everywhere?

There is no way to support his wild and imaginative ideas.

For Weidong, it was just the opposite. With the funds, things became much easier.

"Illegal" pre-sales may sound a bit outrageous, but the purpose is not to make money, so the risk factor is almost zero: "Why do we charge this money? It's not because we don't have the money to build the houses, but we need to get the corresponding orders from residents first. Do you understand? These citizens are the consumers who have entrusted us to cooperate in building houses."

Even Wu Xi was stunned.

I've never heard of this. What kind of trick is this?

Weidong has to give scientific explanations to a bunch of real estate laymen.

In fact, he also learned this during his time at the Jiangzhou Real Estate Construction and Development Company: "Without real estate companies, if anyone could build houses on their own, there would be a lot of houses without safety guarantees. Construction companies would just build arbitrarily according to requirements, so you must have the qualifications of a real estate company to build houses."

There was also a scene he personally experienced but didn't mention. There was a vacant lot behind the tax compound that was developed by a real estate company and used to build a small villa for Shangzhou.

When people have some money and have some requirements for the appearance and area of ​​the house, which goes beyond the farmers' views on homesteads, the passion to tinker with their own houses is simply letting their imagination run wild!

That area of ​​villas was soon strictly rectified because there were many bizarre illegal buildings.

The area was dug several times larger underground, and a lot of space was built in the sky. As long as it could be extended in any direction, the imagination of those watching in the yard became a gossip storm for the security guards.

The construction team and contractors are paid by you, the boss, so they can do anything.

Therefore, he strongly believes that real estate companies should be responsible for the restrictions: "But real estate companies can't build randomly. At least now they need to get orders before they can be commissioned to cooperate in building houses. Currently, Jiangzhou can only accept commissions from units. Now we will try to accept commissions from ordinary citizens."

If someone were to be reborn in the future, they would definitely shout, "What kind of house-building commission are you asking for? It's obviously Pinxixi!"

As the only police officer at home, Ding Haifeng has a wife who works in finance, so he has a basic sense of risk: "You... are you illegally accepting money?"

Rang Weidong explained, "We collect the money to ensure that the house is built and someone wants it, rather than just sitting there empty. We won't touch the money. We'll find a bank in the city to collect the money for us until the house is completed and delivered. Do you think there are any banks willing to do this?"

Go grab some.

This means that on the one hand, 20% of the deposits are absorbed as down payments, and on the other hand, 80% of the loans are lent out and interest is collected.

Banks immediately began to scramble for this business!
Rang Weidong’s characteristic is that he does what he says.

It was just past eight o'clock when I strolled over to my old leader's place, and it was less than ten o'clock when I came back and finished talking about this matter. Someone tremblingly took the drafted letter from the Urban Development Co., Ltd. to several banks in the city to sound out the situation.

By the way, I also have to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to apply to establish Beijiaochang Urban Real Estate Co., Ltd.

Although it is a team with several names, the superficial procedures are still required.

Even if it is a proposed real estate company.

Old Tian, ​​who had excellent calligraphy skills, shakily wrote "good news" on a large red paper: "To address the housing needs of the general public, our company is launching a new development of residential buildings. The general public is welcome to sign up to purchase and build. Details are as follows..."

The last signature is Beijiaochang Urban Development Co., Ltd., registration location and consultation phone number.

Ding Haifeng and his men took several large red posters to newspaper racks and bulletin boards at the entrance of the free market, the docks, the city center, and other places and posted them.

Rang Weidong followed Wu Xi and the others out of the two-story building, crossed the street, walked around the perimeter of the free market, and pointed to a vacant lot: "Let's build it here."

Everyone was stunned, but they immediately notified the city’s construction company to come and survey and make a plan!
Wu Xi and Rang Weidong were left squatting on the side of the road in the suburbs, which was relatively clean but lacked any urban character. "You say no, but you really dare to build it!"

Let Weidong pull up a piece of grass: "What do you think I want?"

Wu Xi nodded: "It's obvious that I'm not trying to make money..." Then he stood up again, took out his camera and took a picture of Weidong and the wasteland behind him.

This guy also gave him a thumbs up.

"When I was investigating in Hong Kong... I felt like everyone was going crazy, speculating in real estate, stocks, and finance. Can we just let go of these things? We didn't do that for decades, and what happened?"

Wu Xi squatted back down and said, "The economy was bad before, this might not be the reason, right?"

Wei Dong was also learning: "I think you have to admit that people like me have brought about some changes, just like people like you are somewhat different from your peers. This world needs some different people to lead the situation and change things, right?"

Wu Xi nodded: "That's fine."

Rang Weidong spread his hands and said, "So if everyone eats from the same pot, and speculation in real estate, stocks, or finance is forbidden, and private property is prohibited, why should these people work hard? It's all the same anyway. Why should I take the risk of doing real estate? Everyone will be poor anyway." Wu Xi slowly became serious: "You're talking about ownership."

Rang Weidong shook his head. "No, I'm talking about giving people some initiative. As long as private ownership is allowed and they're allowed to make money, these unique people will quickly become exceptionally wealthy, and then quickly start exploiting and oppressing others. I'm essentially a capitalist now, so what should I do? Then merge public and private enterprises, confiscate everything, and then return to a stagnant situation?"

No one will discuss this ten years from now, but it is absolutely necessary to sort out this idea now.

Otherwise, just the private ownership of a property can cause endless debate.

Let Weidong pick up the grass: "So I think the ideal situation is to be able to do something, but within limits, not excessively. Now I am building a house here, just to show the advantages and disadvantages of real estate that I have seen in Hong Kong as much as possible."

Only then did he finally explain his intention: "I have hundreds of thousands of dollars to renovate this house. I can just fix it and sell it. Why make it so complicated? It's just to show the sophisticated tricks of those capitalists. For example, this advance payment is a clever real estate developer who makes money out of nothing. He has no money at all. We pay the down payment and sign a loan agreement with the bank. Once the funds are withdrawn, won't he have money to renovate the house?"

Wu Xi was shocked, his face full of an expression that said, "I don't understand, but I'm deeply shocked."

Let Weidong elaborate on the details: "It's a bit of a tightrope walk for one building, but it's not a big deal. What about ten, a hundred, a thousand? Or even if a thousand isn't enough, I could use these construction sites as collateral to raise funds from the bank, and use them to raise funds for an IPO. Wouldn't that create a huge hole for trillions of dollars in financial losses?"

Wu Xi was clearly not good at economics and finance: "Is HK already this terrifying?"

Rang Weidong shook his head. "If you can reason, just imagine what would happen if there were no restrictions. What's the maximum Hong Kong developers can build for a city that size? Back home, it's incredible. I've described it to Hong Kong businessmen: it's like 30 provinces, each roughly the size of a European country, with unrestricted free movement. This alone is unique in the world. So, good foreign experiences may not necessarily be suitable for us. We need to try them out locally first."

Wu Xi racked his brains, trying to keep up with the thoughts: "Isn't Citibank... also this big? It's divided into so many states. Is Su Lian even bigger?"

Let Weidong have the power of debate among netizens: "Citibank has independent laws in each state, which immediately reduces its scale a lot. Su Lian... so many member states are divided into so many states, doesn't that also reduce the scope?"

Wu Xi thought about it and said, "Slow down, slow down. Housing construction, down payments, loans. On the surface, this is to make housing affordable for the people. They can pay in installments over ten years, and it can also effectively solve the problem of people having some money but don't know what to do with it. But in reality, there are tricks behind it, such as real estate and financial mortgages..."

At this point, it can be observed that his eyes are a little distracted, which is a reflection of insufficient CPU power and memory.

Weidong held back his laughter and added to his story.

In the end, Wu Xi asked him to go with him to the post office to make a long-distance call.

On the way, he kept repeating key words such as down payment and financial mortgage, just like a child who is asked by his parents to go out to buy soy sauce and has to repeat which things he must not forget to buy.

As a result, while waiting for a long-distance line at the post office, the two of them leaned outside the call booth.

Wu Xi's attention was finally diverted: "Hey, that girl across the street is looking at you. Hey, what did you say about the thousand apartments?"

He lowered his head and was thinking about how to tie the fence tightly. He must not leave any evidence to be caught and beheaded. Weidong looked up. Isn't there the No. 1 Middle School across the street? Shouldn't the person standing at the door be Old Lady Shi or someone else?

It seems like all young female teachers will go through this.

From being full of youth and energy when he first started working, to now being dressed in dark clothes and with a serious expression like a nun.

He even wore a pair of old-fashioned glasses.

But when he stood opposite and looked at the figure here, he couldn't help but become tall and slender.

Of course, Wei Dong felt nothing inside and even raised his hand and waved, as if saying goodbye to the tangled memories of the past forty years.

In the past forty years, the huge vortex that Shi Linyan created in his life almost swallowed up everything.

But in this life, it really doesn't matter.

But on the other hand, whether this vortex will swallow her up depends on her luck.

Maybe this is fate's revenge.

After Wu Xi was connected on the phone, he asked Wei Dong to look at the female teacher across the street.

Only after this fellow appeared did he retract his gaze and walk away. "Send a team of experts immediately. I can't explain it clearly, but I've repeatedly emphasized that this is just a test. I've also guaranteed you that if you have any selfish thoughts, I will definitely kill you."

Weidong despised him: "There are so many legal ways for me to make money, why do I have to make it so complicated? It's really because you and these leaders are squeezing me and forcing me to do things, that's why..."

Suddenly, he laughed. "When the old Shangzhou leader forced me to build this industrial park, he told me a reason. He said, 'Why do those martyrs in TV dramas sacrifice their lives?' Our current reforms always require some people to explore and take risks. Why are they avoiding it now? Thinking of this, I should do something."

Wu Xi nodded with his hands behind his back: "You forget your principles when you see small gains, and you cherish your life when you plan for big things. You are the exact opposite of these two things. You are the best person I have ever met. You are worthy of admiration..."

At the gate of No. 1 Middle School behind her, Shi Linyan slowly raised her hand and waved goodbye to the receding figure.

(End of this chapter)