Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

In the manager's office on the second floor of the sales office, Chen Zaixing was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, drinking Kung Fu tea. Looking at the bustling scene downstairs, he felt a pang of heartache.

What a miscalculation!

Seeing Chen Zaixing's worried expression, Jia Mingzhu, sitting opposite him, couldn't help but chuckle. "President Xing, our Huaxing Real Estate sold out on its opening day, so why do you still have such a long face?"

"I set the price too low. I thought people in Nanshan District would be hesitant about a price of 500 yuan per square meter. I didn't expect to sell 85 units in just one day," Chen Zaixing said, feeling heartbroken. He wished he had just listed it at 1000 yuan per square meter.

Although 85 units were sold, generating 4.12 million yuan in revenue, after deducting costs and the 15% foreign-invested enterprise income tax, Huaxing Company could only receive 1400800 yuan from these 85 units.

Yes, Huaxing Real Estate has accepted investment from Chen Dong's Huasheng Fund and is now a foreign-invested enterprise. Therefore, it can enjoy the preferential tax rate of 15% for foreign-invested enterprises given by the Chinese government, instead of the 55% corporate income tax rate for domestic enterprises in China.

Chen Zaixing felt increasingly cheated. He exhaled a puff of smoke and said to Jia Mingzhu, the company manager, "Starting tomorrow, raise the price to 800 yuan per square meter!"

Jia Mingzhu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered. She tentatively asked, "President Xing, isn't this price increase a bit too fast? We listed it for 600 per square meter today, and it's already increased by 200 in just one day!"

"This is fast? I think the price is going to rise too slowly," Chen Zaixing flicked his cigarette ash. "Didn't you see those people? They were grabbing it when it was 500, and they were still grabbing it when it was 600. Believe me, when it goes up to 800, the grabbing will be even fiercer!"

"Let me tell you, Mingzhu, this is the market situation. We need to create a false impression, telling those who want to buy a house that if they don't buy now, the price will rise even more sharply later. List it at 800 for two days, so that the people below won't rush to sign contracts. Two days later, I'll raise it directly to 1,000!"

Jia Mingzhu nodded and obeyed her boss Chen Zaixing's words. Just as Chen Zaixing and Jia Mingzhu were talking in the office, Wu Mu, Bo Pi Niao Pang, and two others from the sales office downstairs swaggered in behind a middle-aged man.

"Gentlemen, are you here to look at apartments? Our Huaxing Garden is currently the hottest residential development in Nanshan District..."

Just as the saleswoman was about to step forward to greet him, Bo Pi shoved her aside, glaring at him with dark eyes, signaling him to tone it down. Only then did the middle-aged man in front speak, "I'm Gao Zihui from Gaozhai Sand Factory. Is your boss, Chen Zaixing, here?"

The saleswoman glanced at the group of four men. All four had "kind and benevolent" faces, but she could tell at a glance that they weren't good people. She could only carefully respond, "I'll ask our manager to come over. Gentlemen, please wait a moment."

"Hurry up, hurry up," Thin Skin said with a wicked grin, watching the saleswoman in her skirt walk away. He then said to Dark Eyes in a lewd tone, "I don't know about the apartments here, but these girls are really hot, hehe!"

Jia Mingzhu walked over slowly, glanced at Gao Zihui in front of her, and asked indifferently, "What brings you gentlemen to see our General Manager Chen?"

"Can you make the decision?" Thin-skinned man looked Jia Mingzhu, who was dressed in an office lady outfit, up and down with a lewd gaze, and chuckled, "Little sister shouldn't be very old, right?"

"It doesn't look big to me," Bird Fatty chimed in immediately, and the two of them chuckled mischievously as soon as he said it.

Jia Mingzhu's face immediately turned cold. She crossed her arms, slightly raised her chin, and looked at the four of them. "You've come here to cause trouble? You've come to the wrong place!"

"Oh ho! Little girl, you're so young, but you've got quite the nerve, hahaha!"

Jia Mingzhu didn't waste words with Bo Pi and his ilk. She turned to the saleswoman who had called her over and said, "Go and call Manager Huang. Tell him there are four uninvited guests here!"

"It's no use calling anyone. Call Chen Zaixing out. We're here to talk to him," Wu Mu said, squinting at Jia Mingzhu, trying to intimidate her with his self-righteous 'intimidation'.

"Heh!" Jia Mingzhu just sneered twice, then stood there with her arms crossed, saying nothing more. Where did these thugs come from? They didn't even bother to find out the strength of Huaxing Real Estate before daring to come here and act so arrogantly, and even wanted to see their "Boss Wang".

Even if the district party secretary, Lin Deying, came, he wouldn't dare to shout Chen Zaixing's full name and demand he come down to meet him. These guys might have some mental issues.

Huang Bingkun, dressed in a black suit with a sign hanging around his neck, strolled over slowly, stopped in front of the four men, looked at Gao Zihui, and asked, "What's up? Trying to cause trouble here?"

"Director Huang, we're here today to meet your General Manager Chen, not to cause trouble," Gao Zihui naturally recognized Huang Bingkun. His sand quarry had made a fortune from the Huaxing Garden residential area over the past year.

"Why do you need to see our General Manager Chen?" Huang Bingkun asked casually. This attitude immediately displeased Bo Pi, who walked up to Huang Bingkun and stared at him, saying, "What business is it of yours? Just tell me if Chen Zaixing is here or not!"

"Pretty arrogant, huh?" Huang Bingkun laughed. "Our CEO Chen is so busy every day, and just any Tom, Dick, or Harry wants to see him? He wouldn't be able to do anything else all day but sit in his office waiting for you. If you have something to say, just say it; otherwise, get out of here!"

Huang Bingkun's words were neither too harsh nor too mild, but the weight in his tone was far greater than that of Bo Pi's aggressive demeanor. Bo Pi's expression changed, and he was about to lash out when Wu Mu suppressed him with a single glance.

Gao Zihui quickly smoothed things over, smiling as he said to Huang Bingkun, "Director Huang, it's not that we meant to offend you, it's just that some people have been stirring up trouble in Jiping Town recently, making it impossible for us established businesses to operate. We've come here today to ask General Manager Chen to say a few words and restrain those people."

Huang Bingkun glanced at him, his face expressionless, but his mind was racing. He knew about Liu Kun's mess, but he couldn't say it out loud.

He lit a cigarette, took a slow, deliberate puff, and then leisurely asked, "Boss Gao, what do all that talk of wind and rain have to do with Huaxing?"

Gao Zihui clearly didn't believe Huang Bingkun's feigned ignorance and was about to say something more when Bo Pi couldn't hold back any longer. He stepped forward, his finger almost poking Huang Bingkun's chest, "Stop pretending! Liu Kun's place was run by Wang Wenxi, and Wang Wenxi is your brother-in-law. You're telling us it's okay!"

Huang Bingkun looked down at the finger, then looked up at Bo Pi, his gaze as cold as a knife. He put a cigarette in his mouth and slowly pried Bo Pi's finger apart. "I don't care who you are, on my Huaxing turf, keep your claws to yourself."

"Director Huang, we're not here to cause trouble today. We just want to ask President Chen to say a few words and tell Liu Kun and his gang to behave themselves," Wu Mu stepped forward and pulled off the furious thin skin.

"Businesses in Nanshan have always had rules. Their actions have broken those rules, making it difficult for everyone to do business."