After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 476: Child's Play
Guo Guanchang seemed to have noticed something and tentatively asked, "President Wei, about yesterday's phone call?"

Wei Qingfeng smiled wryly to himself, but managed to project a nonchalant air, saying with a laugh, "What a coincidence, we're talking about the same thing!"

"That would be great!"

Guo Guanchang clapped his hands.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Wei Qingfeng asked, "President Guo, how did you and Mr. Da meet?"

“Him…” Guo Guanchang glanced at Zhou Haoran, “By the way, didn’t you say before that your real estate project was facing some funding gaps and wanted me to get involved? I’m powerless to help. I also have a real estate project to do, which is being done with Mr. Zhou.”

"Huh?" Wei Qingfeng was taken aback and looked at Zhou Haoran. "You also have a real estate business?"

Zhou Haoran said dismissively, "It's just a small business."

Guo Guanchang laughed and said, "What's a small business for you is a huge business for us."

"You're giving me way too much credit?"

Zhou Haoran couldn't help laughing.

"I don't know you yet?"

Guo Guanchang gave a half-smile.

What others don't know is that these top students from Fudan University are extremely knowledgeable.

Wei Qingfeng was shaken once again.

As a local strongman in Huangpu Beach, he knew Guo Guanchang's power all too well.

He is arguably the wealthiest private business owner in the harbor right now!

Even he admires Zhou Haoran so much...

Wei Qingfeng took a deep breath.

The way they looked at Zhou Haoran changed. They realized that their previous understanding of him was insufficient. This kid seemed to be very much in line with the identity of a great master!
Even Guo Guanchang speaks highly of him!
Half of the business community in this harbor are his underlings, and the other half are his apprentices!
Zhou Haoran also noticed this and asked, "Mr. Wei, is there a funding gap in your real estate project?"

Guo Guanchang realized what was happening and quickly said, "Right, right, Lao Wei, didn't you come to me before because your real estate project was having problems? Since you know Mr. Da, why did you come to me? Just go to him directly!"

Wei Qingfeng couldn't believe it. "You can solve this?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "Let's find out the situation first."

"President Li! Li Guangyuan!"

Wei Qingfeng called over Mr. Li, the general manager of Jiahe Real Estate.

He also offered an explanation.

This Mr. Li used to run an engineering team; he was essentially a big contractor and very capable.

This summer, inspired by something, I decided I didn't want to work anymore.

I want to "start a business".

I want to develop my own real estate project.

Coincidentally, Wei Qingfeng also saw the potential of the real estate industry and wanted to lead Qingfeng Group into the real estate sector. He felt that Li Guangyuan was experienced and that cooperating with him would be more reassuring.

We did a small project together.

The project is said to have a total value of 2 million.

The total investment was actually only 2000 million.

With a loan of 3000 million and pre-sales of 5000 million, the 1 million yuan infrastructure cost can be raised.

Unexpectedly, the financial crisis struck.

Harbour property prices plummet!

The market logic has always been: the higher the price goes, the more you buy, and the more buyers there are; the lower the price goes, the more you sell, and the more you can't sell.

Previously, harbor property prices soared, and everyone was scrambling to buy.

Now that housing prices have fallen, houses are no longer selling.

Even fewer people are buying pre-sold apartments!

This resulted in a funding gap of 5000 million.

Qingfeng Group can afford to pay this amount.

However, if they were to cover all the costs, the risk would be too great. If there were losses, Qingfeng Group might not be able to withstand it. It would be best to bring in external funds to share the risk.

"Pre-sale..."

Zhou Haoran couldn't help but laugh.

Guo Guanchang said admiringly, "You're really something!"

Wei Qingfeng was puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Guo Guanchang laughed and said, "The initial idea of ​​us partners for that property project we were working on was to do pre-sales. He disagreed, saying that the uncertainty of the financial crisis was too strong and could easily affect the real estate industry, so we didn't do pre-sales. And look, he was right all along."

"hiss!"

Wei Qingfeng gasped, his eyes widening.

At this moment, Li Guangyuan arrived.

He then spoke of his own difficulties.

He's just a contractor, how could he have so much money?
He couldn't afford to contribute a single penny due to the funding gap.

Zhou Haoran smiled and waved his hand, "That's easy to say, how much do you need?"

“This…” Li Guangyuan looked at Wei Qingfeng, “President Wei, what do you think?”

Wei Qingfeng couldn't believe it. "You can help?"

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "The motto of our Red Mansion Teahouse is to help those in need. As the saying goes, 'To help those in distress and bring harmony, to alleviate the pain of commerce and enlighten them.' I'll help our own people even more. I'll take this job. Just give me your answer."

“We are currently short 5000 million, but we can get 1000 million back from pre-sales.” Wei Qingfeng was too embarrassed to shirk all responsibility. “I will contribute 4000 million of the remaining 2000 million.”

Zhou Haoran asked, "When will your properties be handed over to residents?"

"Next August."

Li Guangyuan interrupted.

Zhou Haoran waved his hand, "If you ask me, don't even bother with pre-sales. In the current market, you won't be able to sell anything even with pre-sales. And if you do manage to sell, the price will be discounted by who knows how much. Wait until the building is topped out and completed next year, then sell the completed units!"

"This……"

Li Guangyuan is a rough-around-the-edges small business owner. He's good at organizing people to build houses, but he doesn't really understand decision-making.

Wei Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, "A funding gap?"

Zhou Haoran said decisively, "You can contribute as much as you want, I'll cover the rest!"

Guo Guanchang chuckled and said, "What do you think, President Wei? This is the spirit of our President Zhou!"

"Ah."

Wei Qingfeng fell silent. Suddenly, he felt as if he had been abandoned by the times.

His long-standing problem seemed to be nothing to them.

"Alright, this is just a small business, don't worry about it too much." Zhou Haoran knew he had impressed Mr. Wei, so he got to work, "Today is the opening day, let's take good care of the guests first."

Wei Qingfeng dared not be negligent.

Soon after, Jiang Xiong, General Manager of Zhongbo Bookstore, Li Changxing, General Manager of Zhongbo Real Estate, Qiao Hai, General Manager of Zhongbo Software, Tang Shiyi, General Manager of Tangren Film & Television, Ji Yingyang, General Manager of Haoqi Sunshine, and others arrived one after another.

Seeing this, Wei Qingfeng suddenly understood.

These are all Mr. Da's agents!

The business opened at noon.

The application for the cannon salute was approved, which is quite a sight.

More than three hundred people, including big bosses and small bosses, came.

It's like a wedding.

Some brought gifts, which were all accepted.

Some people offered monetary gifts, but he refused them all.

We ate lunch.

This scene also made Wei Qingfeng realize something was amiss.

Most of the guests were from the "student group".

There were more than a dozen well-known business owners in the harbor that he knew, including Wei Qingfeng's old friend, Mr. Wang from Spring Travel.

The scene was grand.

There were so many flower baskets that they couldn't all be displayed.

This place is called "Haoran Mansion - Red Mansion Teahouse".

Wei Qingfeng knew very well what was going on.

These people all came for "Haoran Mansion," none of them came for "Dream House Teahouse."

It's somewhat disheartening.

Fortunately, the business opened successfully.

That's quite impressive!

A banquet will be held at noon to entertain all the guests.

Wei Qingfeng dared not be presumptuous at this moment. He truly recognized his place in front of Zhou Haoran and said in a low voice, "Sir, the banquet will begin soon. Would you like to change your clothes?"

"Change clothes?" Zhou Haoran understood what he meant and shook his head. "The long gown is formal attire, prepared for tonight."

Wei Qingfeng said, "The occasion is quite formal now, and everyone who should be here is here."

"Now?" Zhou Haoran chuckled. "It's still a long way off!"

Wei Qingfeng asked, somewhat puzzled, "Has almost everyone who could get there arrived?"

"And there are people from other places too!" Zhou Haoran had everything arranged. "The real show starts tonight."

"Out of town..."

Wei Qingfeng was shocked again.

I thought to myself, "Has this kid expanded his business all over the country?"

Have your connections extended to other provinces?
Zhou Haoran lowered his voice and said in a mature and composed manner, "Those who are coming now are all small business owners, and they are all uncultured and ignorant bumpkins. If we go up in long robes and mandarin jackets, they will probably start to make a fuss, thinking that we are going to perform a show for them! This is not showing our status, it is lowering ourselves."

Wei Qingfeng's expression turned serious.

They never mentioned changing clothes again.

Different outfits are appropriate for different occasions.

Wearing an evening gown to work in a rural area won't make people think you're a wealthy socialite; they'll just think you're dressed provocatively and are no different from nightclub dancers.

Playing the lute to a cow won't make the cow laugh at its lack of culture; instead, it will make the musician who played the lute laugh at the cow.

Just like at this opening, someone came to give a gift, a set of "Treasured Books of the Ages", which has more than 100 volumes and costs tens of thousands of yuan.

This set of books was created by Liu Bo, a cultural businessman from the capital.

This person has a great sense of style.

When interacting with ordinary people, he wears a T-shirt and casual pants, nothing out of the ordinary.

When facing "important figures," he always wore a traditional Chinese jacket and mandarin jacket, which made him very stylish and charismatic. He was just a bookseller with practically no money, yet he managed to win over Xu Qing, the princess of Beijing's elite circles.

I ate lunch a little after 1 p.m.

Then the event ended.

A dozen or so people remained in the teahouse to drink tea.

The gentlemen from the Red Mansion were all very satisfied.

Even Grandpa Liu Zhengyue was moved to tears.

Zhou Haoran extended an invitation, saying that the teahouse was full of young women who lacked experience and couldn't manage the situation. He hoped that Old Master Liu Zhengyue would return and become the manager of the teahouse.

The old man agreed without hesitation.

Mr. Wei's mind was filled with nothing but business matters.

"Haoran..." Wei Qingfeng didn't dare to act like a big shot in front of him anymore, and became much more approachable. "My real estate project, the funding gap..."

“Oh, no problem!” Zhou Haoran readily agreed, then asked, “Mr. Wei, how much is your funding shortfall?”

Wei Qingfeng gritted his teeth, "2000 million!"

Zhou Haoran nodded. "Okay."

As a businessman, he had to stick to business principles. Seeing that he didn't move, Wei Qingfeng added, "20 million, you'll have a 2000% stake in this project."

Zhou Haoran then called over Yangyang and Qiao Hai, who were drinking tea next door, and said with a smile, "This is Mr. Wei, the big boss of Qingfeng Group. He has a real estate project with a funding gap of 2000 million. How about this, you two each contribute 1000 million to help out."

"Row."

Qiao Hai and Ji Yingyang spoke in unison.

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "Sister Yangyang, please follow up on this matter and keep in touch with Mr. Wei."

"Ok."

Ji Yingyang smiled slightly.

Wei Qingfeng was shaken once again.

It felt like this was too easy, like child's play.

(End of this chapter)