The winter solstice is getting closer and closer, and Dongou City has just passed half past five, and the sky is already dark. In Guo Fengxiang's room, the curtains were half-open and half-closed, revealing only a thin slit, and a little light from outside the room spilled into the room, and the four people in the room did not speak.

Wang Liang was the last to arrive, and after entering the door, he felt that something was wrong. Then he didn't speak, he didn't turn on the lights, just silently, little by little, waiting for the sun to set completely, with a sad expression, just like a junior who paid for a man without complaint and no regrets was caught by his original partner on the road, not only beaten, but also stripped of his clothes, but then his man said to his wife, it was this slut who seduced me first! Although the metaphor is not very appropriate, Wang Liang's heart is as painful as that stupid junior at the moment.

"Fatty, Lao Tzu shouldn't believe you, you are not human than Lao Peng......" Wang Liang was silent for half an hour, and finally spoke. He took out a cigarette and lit it, exhaled deeply, and said to himself, "Lao Tzu felt that it was not right in the morning, isn't your junior brother's shares this year your shares?"

Guo Fengxiang glanced at Xiao Douding, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, kicking around with two little short legs, and said with an innocent face, and said very aggrievedly: "Wang Liang, listen to me, things are actually like this......"

"I don't listen!" Wang Liang threw the cigarette he had just smoked two puffs on the ground, and shouted in the Dongou dialect in a very violent voice to show his determination, "I don't listen! I don't listen! I don't want to listen!"

If you shout in its practical dialect, the tone is still quite tough.

But Lin Miao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, automatically translated this passage into Mandarin, and had the feeling of Qiong Yao's drama, and suddenly a bad chill rose, and said, "I suggest that we turn on the lights first, why are you so dark?"

"Shut up!" Wang Liang scolded irrationally, "Damn! In just one morning's work, you brothers and sisters will divide 9% of the shares, and Lao Tzu wants to ask you! Who is this company? Who is it? At the moment of the great enemy, you two are still stabbing Lao Tzu behind his back! Is there human nature? What about human nature? What about morality?!

I have a fever of 39 degrees today, and I didn't go to the hospital, so I was fucking forced to borrow that 1.4 million yuan everywhere! Lao Tzu finally borrowed the money, and you two now tell me that you have already divided the things? You know, Lao Tzu still runs a bullshit company! How good it is to work for you directly!"

Guo Fengxiang said: "Wang Liang, isn't it enough for you to borrow 500,000 yuan? Why do you want to borrow 1.4 million yuan?......

"You shut up too!" The wood was already in the boat, and Wang Liang didn't even bother to hide it, "The monk can touch it, but can't Lao Tzu touch it?"

Jiang Yang, who had never read a book, suddenly blessed his soul: "Lu Xun's famous words!"

"Why don't you shut up!" King Liang said indiscriminately, "There is only 2% of the shares, you come over to have a ghost meeting?"

Syllable!

Lin Miao stood up and slapped him.

The lights were turned on.

The room suddenly lit up, Wang Liang had no darkness as a cover, and his whole body was full of momentum and sat down on the sofa.

Jiang Yang looked around, frowned deeply, and said, "We lack an older person here. ”

Guo Fengxiang sighed: "Yes, there is a lack of an old man who can control the field......"

"No, that's not what I meant. Jiang Yang looked at the plaster on Guo Fengxiang's hand seriously and said, "Now in this room, you are disabled, A Miao is only eight years old, Mr. Wang has a fever of 39 degrees today, and he is sick, disabled, and young, and another old man can make a set." ”

Lin Miao was reminded by Jiang Yangyi, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Fuck, is the company's leadership already ugly to see this virtue?"

Jiang Yang smiled proudly: "Fortunately, there is still me." ”

"There's a fucking ghost of you!" Wang Liang said, "Read a 48 score in the night school math test of the secondary school!"

Jiang Yang immediately scolded angrily: "Damn, Wang Bin, that traitor!"

Lin Miao couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Uncle, if you really can't accept it, I propose to break up the gang and divide the luggage, you withdraw the shares first, and my senior brother will withdraw as soon as you retire." ”

Guo Fengxiang and Wang Liang said in unison: "Get out." ”

Wang Liang rubbed his face, calmed down slightly, and said with a calm face: "This matter will be settled with you slowly in the future, the snake has no head, and when this time the matter passes, the company must choose a chairman next." ”

Lin Miao said: "I understand, now I have the most shares, and I am willing to dare to take this responsibility." ”

"Shut up. Wang Liang said with a dark face, "If it weren't for your father and your master's sake, Lao Tzu would have killed you first when he entered the door." ”

Lin Miao added: "I also have two senior brothers at the department and bureau level, please don't ignore them. ”

"Shut up, I'll let you talk, you'll speak. Wang Liang gritted his teeth.

Hate......

Who would have thought that Guo Fengxiang, the dead fat man, would start so fast, and his little rabbit cub junior brother, even if he was not in the company in the future, but Jiang Yang held 2% of the shares and was responsible for the daily operation of the company.

When the Jianghai house is opened, isn't it really going to become the private property of Lin Guorong's family?

Is it even possible that Lin Guorong has been bought by Lao Peng?

The more Wang Liang thought about it, the more complicated it became, and he felt that this business was about to go on.

But he finally waited for the provincial documents to come down, and Dongou City was about to usher in a range of old city renovation, at this juncture, even if Lin Guorong was left to do it alone, his own funds would not be able to bear it. In the past, Lao Peng did not give him a way to live, and then Lin Guorong did not give him a way out, and the old man's term of office was only three years, and more than half of the money in his pocket was borrowed, and he had to repay the interest .......

Wang Liang, who has not recovered from his illness, is extremely fragile today, while making up for the role played by Lao Lin in today's incident, he feels extremely sad that his career is difficult to start, and tears are almost rolling in his eyes.

Dare to ask whose second son of the mayor can be worse than him?

After a long silence, Wang Liang took a deep breath.

Can't throw in the towel!

Even if you want to die, if you die in the hands of Lao Peng, how can you die in such a place?

Look at this group of goods, what are they——

A dead fat man: the second son of the former vice president of Xinhua News Agency, a master's degree in political economy from Moscow University; an eight-year-old child: the youngest employee in the system in the history of Dongou City, this year won several historical firsts in the history of Dongou City, has been on CCTV international channel, is slightly famous nationwide, and is recognized as a prodigy in the city; a short black file: but slept with the first beauty in Dongou City......

Wang Liang was silent for a moment, and deep in his heart, tears rolled down.

Who are the people that Lao Tzu provoked......

There are some things, if you don't think about it carefully, you really don't know where to start despairing.

"I have an idea for bidding. Lin Miao was very cruel, and suddenly interrupted Wang Liang's painful moans in his heart, and didn't even give him a chance to analyze his heart.

Wang Liang glanced at Lin Miao and said weakly, "Did I let you speak?"

Lin Miao said: "Uncle, with all due respect, the three of us already know this idea, only you don't know, although it can't be said that you have been set aside, but time is tight, and the bid will be handed in before Friday, so my senior brother called you over, not to discuss with you, the main thing is to inform you that this is your due treatment and rights as one of the only four major shareholders of Jianghai Fangkai." ”

Wang Liang glared at Lin Miao angrily, and Lin Miao continued fearlessly: "Uncle, you believe me, the old city renovation of Dongou City, the profit is definitely not as high as imagined. ”

He actually has a factual basis for saying this.

Lao Peng and Wang Liang fought, it stands to reason that there is no name of Lao Peng in history, then Wang Liang should win. But another question obviously arises here - why is there no name of Wang Liang in history?

Lin Miao's personal experience told him that in the real estate history of Dongou City, there were only real estate speculation groups, but there were no big developers, and looking at the current situation, in fact, there were not a few people who were eager to meddle in this matter in the early days, so why did they all die? Lao Peng failed, and Wang Liang had Wang Jianxin's support, so there was no reason not to leave a mark in the history of Dongou City, right? But no!

So why not?

Lin Miao analyzed purely according to his own professional ideas, the real estate business should be bigger, one depends on policies, the other depends on funds, Wang Liang failed to rise in Dongou City, then it can only prove one thing, that is, after Wang Jianxin left office, the new leader did not give him this face! That is to say, Dongou City's own real estate development should be more government contributions, or collective economic organization investment, rather than individual capital investment. In this way, three policy-oriented results have been directly produced.

First, it will not delay the old city renovation plan of Dongou City, second, the number of people who can profit from it will increase, and third, it will not create a situation where real estate companies will in turn restrict urban development. In short, after Secretary Niu left, Kang Zhengde's basic ideas in urban development work were three: the house should be built, the interests should be evenly distributed, and the capital should be strictly prevented.

This also explains why, ten years later, the small bosses in Dongou City are everywhere, but the big bosses are almost gone. And those who gave up the manufacturing industry and turned to invest in real estate, all of them have been broken and bloody, and none of them have been spared. It is conceivable that Secretary Kang, who single-handedly brought the economy of Dongou City to the peak, is definitely a ruthless person!

Dongou City, which is famous for its private enterprises, does not allow big capitalists to come out.

This is the conclusion that Lin Miao has reached.

It feels a little ridiculous, but sometimes, the truth can be just that ridiculous.

But these words, Lin Miao can't tell the current Wang Liang, Nan Ke is a dream, and the old man shows the way, these crooked tricks can only work on Lao Lin, so what Lin Miao can tell Wang Liang is only interests.

"Uncle, let's settle the score. Lin Miao said, "2,500 acres of land in Daluo Town, even if he only has three phases of the project, the first phase of the project will invest 100 million, even if the rate of return is 30%, it is almost the same as robbing the bank, the construction period is at least two years, we will earn back 30 million, and the annual interest rate of the loan is 5% , borrowed 90 million to repay 9 million in two years, and finally the four of us got a net profit of 21 million, on average, not counting my uncle, we have an average annual net income of 3 million, even if we get some real estate, the kind of place in Daluo Town, where the rent is collected, and the two-bedroom and one-hall are only two or three hundred yuan a month, which is basically negligible. When the third phase of the project is completed, it will probably be seven or eight years later, and each of us will have 10 million in hand.

My dad and I wrote a book last year, and my family's annual income is about 400 to 5 million, and if the manuscript fee rises again in the future, it will be able to cover your income from real estate for seven or eight years in about a year and a half. I can now wonder why we risk our lives to make so little money? If we look at it, wouldn't it be faster for us to make money by flipping in real estate with the same cash?"

Wang Liang was stunned by Lin Miao's words: "You wait, you count, I count ......."

There was always an illusion before, feeling that real estate has a great future, and it is often hundreds of millions, billions, hundreds of acres, thousands of acres, and Wang Liang, who is invincible in the world, hurriedly took the paper and pen on the bedside table and began to brush the columns.

A few minutes later, Wang Liang put down the paper and pen in despair, and said like a mournful exam: "How can this be?"

"It's a fixed mindset. Lin Miao said, "At that time, some of you people listened to me blow too many times, and they all felt that real estate was going to take off, which was my fault." ”

"It's not. Wang Liang shook his head and said, "I'm thinking, why would Lao Peng make such a mistake?"

Lin Miao was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe it wasn't a mistake, it was intentional." ”

Wang Liang asked, "What intention?"

Lin Miao said: "Lao Peng's factory used to rely on smuggling to develop so fast, but now there is no profit at all. Since there is no profit, of course you have to change your career to do something else. With his amount of funds, as long as he ruthlessly stops a few production lines, he can have enough funds to participate in large-scale real estate projects. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and the profit of one or two hundred million is not too small for him alone. There is also a point that if Lao Peng wants to engage in real estate, he must have someone to support him behind him. His old man is obviously about to retire, and now he dares to do such a trick to us, I guess his bet should not be on his old man, but on others. ”

"Who?" Wang Liang asked.

"I don't know. Lin Miao said, but we can think about it the other way around, "Uncle Wang, your father supports you in real estate, it shouldn't just be as simple as wanting you to borrow Dongfeng to make some money, right?

Wang Liang paused slightly, then nodded slightly.

Lin Miao said: "So in the same way, Lao Peng has done this well, and the people behind him are, of course, the benefit recipients." I guess Lao Peng went to the province to do activities, and he insisted on appearing in the scene where he had to bid, and it was planned from beginning to end. On the one hand, he continued to put pressure on us, directly weakening the strength of Jianghai Fangkai, and wanted to create a hard injury in Jianghaifangkai's bidding qualifications, and on the other hand, he did not prevent us from filling the loopholes at all, which shows that in his heart, he is actually looking forward to us participating in the competition, so that the person who supports him behind him will have the opportunity to take advantage of the problem. ”

Guo Fengxiang heard something different, frowned and asked: "So do you think that the development of the plot in Daluo Town this time is just a disguise, Xiang Zhuang Dancing Sword, which is intended for Pei Gong?"

Jiang Yang was a little unable to keep up and said, "Who is Pei Gong?"

Lin Miao and Guo Fengxiang looked at Wang Liang.

King Liang looked up at the ceiling, and after a long while, he suddenly let out a long sigh: "Fuck ......."