A month later, his uncle Chen Haipeng told Wang Qiang the quotations of three oil companies, Huaguo Petrochemical gave 18 million quotations per gas station, Huaguo Petroleum's quotation also increased from the original 10 million per gas station to 17 million, and Sanqin Shell's quotation was the lowest, but it also reached 16 million per gas station. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even according to the lowest price, the six gas stations in Wang Qiang's hands can be sold for 96 million, and if the highest price is used, the six gas stations in Wang Qiang's hands can be sold for 100 million and 8 million.

These offers are actually very close to Wang Qiang's expectations, and Wang Qiang plans to discuss it with his uncle Chen Haipeng, and sell the gas station if he can.

When Wang Qiang came to the coal factory, his uncle Chen Haipeng was sitting in a chair watching TV.

"Uncle, so leisurely!" Wang Qiang looked at the fruit bowl on the table next to his uncle, picked up an apple from it, and teased.

"What's leisurely, I've just finished being busy," Chen Haipeng said with a smile.

Wang Qiang sat on a chair next to his uncle, picked up the fruit knife on the table and began to peel the apple.

Chen Haipeng got up and walked over to close the door of the room, sat back in the chair, looked at Wang Qiang's eyes and said: "Qiangqiang, no matter what happens to your investment this time, you will definitely make a profit, and the small gas stations that your uncle has built will definitely be able to sell at a good price, and your vision is too good!"

"Uncle, you are joking, how can I have any vision, the main thing is that we are lucky," Wang Qiang said modestly.

Chen Haipeng didn't say anything more, but looked at Wang Qiang's eyes, obviously unconvinced.

"Now that the offers of the three oil companies have come over, what do you think?" asked Chen Haipeng.

"I thought about it for a while, and I felt that we couldn't package and sell all the gas stations on the highway to one company, one was that they needed too much money and they couldn't give a high price, and the other was that the three companies would buy the small gas stations in our hands later, and if we wanted to sell them at a good price, we had to have a good relationship with them, and we couldn't just completely turn to one side. The gas stations on the highway can give them two gas stations per company, and let them choose and compete for themselves," Wang Qiang said.

"Will the price they give be lowered?" Chen Haipeng worried.

"No, with the current financial capacity of Sanqin Province, even if it is a loan, the construction of these three expressways is already a nerve, and there should be no new expressways in the short term in the next few years, if they don't start, there will be no market on the expressway in Sanqin," Wang Qiang analyzed.

"Then how much are you going to sell for these six gas stations on the Sanqin Expressway?" asked Chen Haipeng.

"The average selling price of my six gas stations cannot be less than 20 million," Wang Qiang said.

"Twenty million! The total of the six gas stations is not 120 million, will it be too much?" Chen Haipeng said uncertainly.

"No, now the four service stations that have begun to operate, each gas station alone will contribute about 500,000 yuan of profit to me every year, with the increase of traffic in Sanqin, the profit will only get higher and higher, if it is not acquired, it should be able to earn us enough 20 million yuan in 20 years" Wang Qiang said.

"You can earn 500,000 yuan a year from one gas station! All my gas stations are not as profitable as your two gas stations," Chen said.

"That's as it should be, because your nephew is the reincarnation of the God of Wealth," Wang Qiang said.

Regarding Wang Qiang's stinky fart, Chen Haipeng took it for granted, slapped Wang Qiang on the neck and said:

"You are the God of Wealth, and I am also your uncle. Since you feel that the profitability of the gas station will be higher and higher, why not keep it for yourself, after all, it is not easy to find a good project like this in the future."

"Although the price of oil used in gas stations will be affected by international oil prices, in China, oil prices are mainly affected by those oil giants. If we don't sell to them, we will only be controlled by others if we have no oil supply at hand, and our profits will be less and less in the future. It's better to sell it for a good price now," Wang Qiang said.

"Okay, uncle, believe you, what do you think is the right price for those gas stations in my hands?" asked Chen Haipeng.

Wang Qiang has thought about this question for a long time, and said confidently: "The location of your gas stations is relatively good, and the construction mode is the same as those large gas stations, and the price should not be low, the price is at least more than two million, but the maximum will not exceed five million."

"Then I'm not sending it!" Chen Haipeng said excitedly.

"This depends on your negotiation ability, uncle, if the operation is good this time, our assets can immediately exceed 100 million," Wang Qiang also said excitedly.

"Then how am I going to talk to them?" asked Chen Haipeng.

"You can first leak to them our decision to sell two highway gas stations to each company, let them quote first, compete for the two that they think are the best locations, sell all six gas stations, and then talk about selling our small gas stations," Wang Qiang said.

"I can handle this," Chen Haipeng agreed.

"Another way is to have a good relationship with the provincial leaders of each company, and then quote our minimum selling price, the higher the selling price they give, the higher the part of our selling price can be half of the price with them," Wang Qiang explained.

"Isn't this good?" Chen Haipeng said uncertainly.

"This plan can be explained to them, as a backup, let them choose, no matter what they do, they will find a way to smooth out the account," Wang Qiang said.

"Okay, I'll find a chance to communicate with their provincial leaders alone," Chen Haipeng nodded.

As soon as Chen Haipeng's words fell, a knock on the door suddenly sounded. Chen Haipeng and Wang Qiang stopped talking, Chen Haipeng got up and opened the door, and saw his wife Xi Xiaorong standing outside. It turned out that it was lunch time, Xi Xiaorong had already prepared the meal, and came over to call her husband and nephew Wang Qiang to eat.

"Uncle, I don't have anything else to explain, let's go to dinner," Wang Qiang stood up and said.

"Let's go," Chen said.

When he arrived at the dining room, Wang Qiang found that the workers at the coal plant had already begun to eat. These workers are all from the village, and they used to go home for dinner at noon every day, but when the production tasks of the coal plant were too tight, Chen Haipeng directly solved the problem of eating the workers in the coal factory. After eating, there was nothing else to do, and the workers consciously began to work, which effectively relieved the production pressure of the coal plant.

"Uncle, business is good again during this time?" Wang Qiang asked when he saw that there were many workers.

"Some time ago, I went to Yanglin to inspect the construction of a gas station, and found that the market there is much larger than Fuliu County, so I arranged for a few people to go there to sell coal, but I didn't expect that because of the good quality of our coal, we will soon open up sales there, and now the efficiency of the coal plant is higher than the best time before," Chen Haipeng said proudly.

"Uncle, you cow!" Wang Qiang gave his uncle Chen Haipeng a thumbs up.

Seeing his nephew give him a thumbs up, Chen Haipeng was also very happy, after all, his nephew has always behaved more demonic, making him an uncle very stressful, and now seeing his nephew admire himself, it is more happy than selling tens of millions of gas stations.