Chapter Seventy-Three: How About Turning It into Manhattan?
"Zhang Qian, can you tell me about your hometown, in my cognition, northern Hebei is a place dedicated to producing heroes, otherwise there would not be a martial arts prevailing in northern Hebei and Cangzhou, and the heroes of the green forest are all out of this statement. ”
At Zhao Qing's request, Zhang Qian, who re-entered the room and washed up as quickly as possible, and changed into a casual outfit again, accompanied Zhao Qing out of the Peace Hotel, and the two came to Nanjing Road not far away, walking casually.
At this time, Nanjing Road has not been prosperous in later generations, but because of the reform and opening up, it has initially formed a scale, of course, even if the pearl is closed, he is also a large city in China in the past few decades, is a bridgehead, this can not be changed.
Although at this time in China was still the main force of state-owned enterprise workers, but in the city of Mingzhu, small businessmen and private enterprises have gradually begun to have a tendency to rise, but they are all worried about the above Wen Jiàn, and have not let go of the pace.
Even so, Zhao Qing and Zhang Qian already have a lot of special snacks in their hands, such as Xinjiang skewers and other local specialties, Zhang Qian originally wanted to maintain his bodyguard's bearing, but under Zhao Qing's strong request, he had to let down his defense and play with Zhao Qing, of course, his sharp eyes that were observing all the time betrayed him.
"Well, sir, this statement is not right, although the folk customs in northern Hebei are strong, but they are forced to be helpless, I don't know anything else, just say that in the twenties and thirties, the warlords were fighting and the landlords were oppressed, but people wanted to live, so what should I do, I only robbed the house, and specifically aimed at those landlords and officials who were rich and unkind.
Do you think that if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't live, who would do such a sand thing?
I heard my grandmother say that during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, our men in northern Hebei were very good, although some of them did not join the army, but they continued to harass this devil behind the enemy, and even most of the big knife team was composed of our northern Hebei people.
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Maybe it's because Zhao Qing's understanding is wrong, or he wants to justify something, so that Zhao Qing doesn't want to take some hearsay things seriously, Zhang Qian rarely got rid of the appearance of cherishing words like gold, and began to talk at length, but the cableway didn't know what to think of in the end, and his face suddenly darkened
"I really don't know what you're talking about, most of what I know is from Xiangjiang's newspapers and martial arts novels, so can you tell me about a real northern Hebei?"
Seeing Zhang Qian's gloomy look, Zhao Qing synthesized some things in his memory and roughly understood the reason for Zhang Qian's gloom.
"Poverty" is a hurdle that can not be bypassed in this era, businessmen pursue profit This is an eternal iron law, no matter how brilliant northern Hebei has, but his regionality limits his development prospects, even if the world is in later generations, the development of northern Hebei is not very good.
No one is optimistic about him, and he has nothing to attract investment, not even the few small coal fields that are close to Jin Province.
Thinking of this, although Zhao Qing is not ready to invest there, he still wants to know about it, although he does not invest, but there are many things he can do, one of which is to follow the charity of Uncle Shao Liu and Li Daheng, the richest man in China.
After all, the food in his mind squatted on the memory of another person, more or less affected, and he didn't care about anything else, but he was really very concerned about poor mountainous areas and other places, and although the other Zhao Qing's income was not very good, he was indeed very generous to the children in the mountainous areas, and often one-third of his monthly salary would be donated to them through public welfare organizations to fund their school and food.
This is not another Zhao Qingdu, but because of his family in college, he once received help from many people, and since then he has secretly made up his mind in his heart to do his best to help more people.
Regarding Zhao Qing's inquiry, Zhang Qian shook his head and said that he didn't want to say it, but Zhao Qing didn't continue to ask, after all, everyone has their own things that they don't want to talk about, maybe his hometown in northern Hebei is where Zhang Qian is unwilling to speak.
Although Zhang Qian was reluctant to tell, he would not give up Zhao Qing, who came to this land and wanted to do some charity, so he needed to understand it through another channel.
In the next time, Zhao Qing was not just playing, but while playing, he silently observed Mingzhu's brother, after all, in his planning, this is a key point of his future investment, especially when the development begins on the other side of the river.
Thinking of this, Zhao Qing's heart moved, can he promote this large-scale development in advance? His requirements will not be too much, he only needs to occupy a place in the most elite place, of course, this is different from the enclosure, he is to be officially leased out after completion, which has become an income point in the future.
In the future, many companies will not cover up to ensure the appreciation of fixed assets, and by the way, earn some maintenance costs and rents to increase the company's income? You must know that in the future, although the income from leasing is not as good as that of real estate, it will be more than the annual income of many enterprises and even listed companies.
If he wants to make money quickly, he has no shortage of ways, but how to make a long stream of water is a real technical job.
No one will dislike more money, Zhao Qing, a person who has become numb to numbers, will not be too much, less money has less money and less money to spend, more money has more money, there are also more ways to spend money, different visions, different methods.
Unconsciously, Zhang Qian accompanied Zhao Qing aimlessly from Nanjing Road to the old alley of the alley, watching the old pearl people are full of vitality at this time, and slowly become a faster life.
By the way, he enjoyed the scenery of the old alley, and listened to the Mingzhu language that he didn't understand in his ears, of course, the most was that the Mingzhu people drove out of the door to shop in pajamas, and the tradition that has been retained until later generations surprised and sighed the most.
With the passage of time, the sky gradually darkened, but Zhao Qing had just done a plane for more than ten hours from the other side of the earth to this end of the fatigue and the difference in jet lag, and he was still interested in drilling into the various sheep intestine paths he liked.
Eventually, when the street lights were lit up, they walked to the Bund where they stopped when they came out of the airport today.
Standing on the bluestone road, Zhao Qing looked at the sporadic lights on the other side of the river and the brilliant lights in the few factories that he could see in the daytime through the dim light.
"What if I developed the Manhattan of China across the street?"
Zhao Qing let the breeze blow his somewhat long hair, and asked as if he was facing the air in front of him. xh:.74.240.212