Wolong Bay is a small bay, a tributary of Wolong River, flowing eastward into the sea.
Before the industrial age, it was common for ports to be built on river sections very close to the mouths of rivers and rivers entering the sea, but now, it is naturally out of date.
The land here is not suitable for farming, but several fishing towns have been formed, with about a thousand households. Fishing nets are hung outside every household, and vehicles transport aquatic products away every day. Therefore, the roads are okay and asphalt.
The road has no potholes or potholes that have been in disrepair for a long time.
This area belongs to the edge of Beiguan, but there are some dilapidated factories and a lot of abandoned land. The thousand acres of land that Wen Liangyu bought is an abandoned factory area. Now the ground is bare. The original equipment, buildings, etc. have been demolished, sold, and enclosed.
The wall surrounding the thousand acres of land seems to have surrounded a lonely place, with only a lonely four-story building.
The building does not appear to be old, but its appearance is a bit shabby. There is a sign with black letters on a white background hanging at the entrance of the first floor - "Life Magazine".
On the way, Wen Liangyu gave a general introduction to the situation. At this magazine, everyone had left, and only four or five people were left.
Now, a row of cars and exaggerated supercars suddenly stopped in front of the magazine building.
Some people looked here from the glass windows upstairs, and some people came out in a hurry.
Wen Liangyu waved to a little old man with gray hair wearing black-rimmed glasses and wearing something like a Chinese tunic suit: "Old Deng, come here, let me introduce you." Then she smiled slightly at Lu Ming, "This is the president and editor-in-chief.
His name is Deng Jiadong, he was hired with a lot of money when my magazine was just undergoing transformation, and he used to be a senior editor of Le Monde."
The status of "Le Monde" in this world is no less than that of "Daily Mail" in the newspaper industry in its previous life.
Lu Ming shook hands with the little old man and called him "Uncle Deng" with a smile.
Uncle Deng shook hands with Lu Ming in confusion. When he looked at Wen Liangyu, his face was full of resentment.
Wen Liangyu looked at Uncle Deng with a smile, "Old Deng, there is good news..."
Uncle Deng rolled his eyes, "Another person voluntarily resigned. You saved a compensation, right?"
Wen Liangyu laughed and said, "That's right. My good friend, Director Lu, is going to take over our publication. However, for those of you who have not resigned yet, it depends on your talents whether Director Lu is willing to take him in!"
"Are you going to sell big pigeons again?" Dumbledore sneered.
"You guys talk, you guys talk!" Wen Liangyu smiled and walked aside. It seemed that she had known about the old man's temper and was not as knowledgeable as him, but we all had different opinions and did not want to work together, so it was better to meet less often.
"Uncle Deng has always persevered, it's not easy!" Lu Ming said with a smile.
"What the hell, hold on? Mr. Wen wants me to leave, but I just won't leave! He promised me so many good things back then, but now he wants me to leave on his own initiative, and there's no way out. I want him to fire me, so
Give me a large amount of compensation!" Dumbledore scratched his head and argued like a child.
Lu Ming rubbed his nose and said, "Uncle Deng, if there were sufficient funds now, for example, would you have the confidence to start this magazine?"
"No!" Uncle Deng rolled his eyes, "I'm in the content business. You give me a direction and I'll do it for you, ensuring excellence. But selling magazines and advertising, I don't understand! I told you before, find someone who understands the business.
As the president, that boy from the Wen family, why should I trust you and give you all the power? It’s simply inexplicable! Now that the magazine can’t be run, it’s like I owe him!”
Lu Ming smiled bitterly. It seemed that Wen Liangyu had used the wrong person instead of hiring someone. Making a magazine was never just about hard-core content.
"Okay, Uncle Deng, I want to make something more fashionable. We can integrate advertising into the content of the article. The audience is young women to middle-aged women. Do you have any experience in this area?"
Uncle Deng was slightly startled, and looked Lu Ming up and down, "You have some skills, and are better than Wen Laosi. That kid is a complete mess. He makes a magazine and doesn't care about anything. He just wants everyone to read it. No.
You know what a segmented readership market is, but you think you are selling big things that men only like? Isn’t that nonsense?”
After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't have much experience in fashion, so boy, if you want to take over this job, just fire me. But you have to pay enough compensation to me with the surname Wen, otherwise, I will keep an eye on you."
Yes, right?"
Lu Ming smiled and said, "Yes, don't worry, I'll go upstairs and have a look. Do you want to disturb you?"
Uncle Deng spread his hands and said, "Everyone is eating melon seeds and chatting. Why do you want to disturb me?"
Lu Ming went upstairs and walked around, then came back and smiled at Wen Liangyu: "Brother Wen, I will take over the magazine. I will change the name to "New Life". It can also be regarded as a continuation of "Life". Do you think it will work?"
Wen Liangyu smiled: "Don't think about me. I'm not a bitter scholar. I still have feelings for this magazine. Changing the name will make me sad. If you are willing to take over, that would be great."
Lu Ming thought for a while and then said: "Why don't you wait for the bank to collect your land? Transfer it to me and I will buy it."
Wen Liangyu was startled, looked at Lu Ming, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Brother Xian, have you heard something? The land here is going to be good."
Lu Ming was helpless and said with a wry smile: "Brother Wen, I don't know in the future. There will definitely be no such inside information now, but after I take over, I will definitely find a way to develop the land here, but it may be the end of the year. That's it.
Yes, I own a company. There is a shortage of office space now, and there will be further development in the future. I think it is a good place here, the land price is low, and the existing building is not too old. It can be used if it is repaired well. "
Wen Liangyu looked at Lu Ming and originally wanted to say, let's share this piece of land half and half, and I'll transfer half of the property rights to you, but then she shook her head, that would be meaningless, right? She originally wanted the bank to take back this piece of land.
Although the Imperial Bank is a state-owned institution and is not afraid of bad debts, it would be better if someone takes over. After all, Director Qiu, who lent me the loan, looks good, so he can continue to reap the benefits of the Imperial Bank in the future.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But in that case, I would have sold the land to this little brother for 30,000 yuan, plus a lot of interest.
"Brother, this is of your own free will. I am not forcing you to do this!" Wen Liangyu said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"Of course, I proposed it on my own initiative!" Lu Ming smiled and looked back at the land. Although it was just a bare open space surrounded by walls, a thousand acres of land was his own from now on. Think about it.
, I’m really a little excited. Probably, the purchase of houses and land is deeply rooted in Chinese people’s blood. Compared with other industries, it is completely different.
However, although I have about 500,000 yuan in my account, I plan to invest in Sanmai Flight Company.
Fortunately, the bank only needs to pay back the interest first.
But the maintenance of this building will probably cost several thousand yuan if it is properly repaired. It will cost several thousand yuan to install air conditioning and so on. If the interior decoration of the office is properly decorated, it will cost a lot of money. Especially the central air conditioner has only been around for more than ten years.
, these four floors will probably need to be equipped with three or four sets of computers, and the budget should be about 10,000 yuan.
As a technology company, the quality of the environment here and the sense of technology it gives people also affect the confidence of customers.
Therefore, budget enough for the overall renovation cost, and prepare 30,000 yuan.
In fact, nowadays, even if you build a four-story building with the same area, 30,000 yuan is enough.
For this money, I can find Zhou Xiaobao from the Immigration Home and get a loan from a bank first.
Thinking about this, Lu Ming shook his head helplessly. When it comes to business, everyone seems to have the same mentality. He is also the same. When he sees a profitable project, he wants to get involved. It is necessary to carry a loan. A capitalist who is not full of debt is not a good capitalist.
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However, I have the patent right to transfuse blood, so there is little risk of the capital chain being broken.
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Everyone walked around again, and several cars started to drive away, bringing up a cloud of dust.
Back at the Wen Debao Club, there is bad news. The reporter named Jin Zhengyi who broke the news in "Two Cents" has been found. However, he died in a car accident a few days ago. His identity was just confirmed. Wen Liangyu's friend at the police station was injured.
He commissioned the search for Jin Zhengyi. After getting the news, he called. At the same time, he also got the address of the courtyard where Jin Zhengyi was hiding during this period.
"You can go, but it will be at night. Lao Wang will say hello to the person on duty. However, there should be no valuable clues. The police have already checked it all over. Here, this is the address..." Wen Liangyu handed over a small piece of paper
Pass the note to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming took it and was speechless for a long time.
