In Xincheng Construction Company, Jiang Guangnan looked at the planning map and frowned at the executives who came to H City, saying: "Go to talk to these two companies who sell coal and buy the land. When talking, it is polite and can be accepted at a premium of 20% or 30%. Our main focus now is on project construction, so try not to let other things delay the progress of operations."

"I understand." The executive nodded.

"Well, you guys go and talk." Jiang Guangnan nodded, immediately picked up the landline and dialed the phone from a senior executive in City H.

"Hey? Mr. Jiang!"

"Are you on the road?" Jiang Guangnan asked bluntly.

"We are drawing up. We have projects to do in H City. The senior executives need to hand over the work they have at hand."

"It's too slow." Jiang Guangnan frowned and scolded: "The company is open here, and I don't have anyone to use it yet! The home project is handed over by phone and needs to be reported in writing. Come here with a fax machine, but the most important thing is to let people come first, I lack people."

"Well, I'll let the people from the Finance and Project Department go there in the afternoon."

"quick."

"Understood."

After saying that, the two hung up the phone, followed Jiang Guangnan and walked out, and said to the secretary: "Uncle Wen came here in the afternoon. I want to meet the provincial leaders with him. Don't arrange things for me anymore."

"Okay." The secretary nodded.

In this way, less than a week after Jiang Guangnan arrived at Shen Y, he became completely busy.

...

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, an executive of Xincheng Construction Company arrived in Donglai Village by car, but saw that the iron gates of two large courtyards selling coal were locked, and the piles of coal stored in the courtyard were gone.

The executives got out of the car and knocked on the iron gate for a while, and no one answered in the yard. Then they saw the coal selling hotline painted on the wall, and called the two coal owners, but the other party was in a state of no answer.

In desperation, everyone had to drive back.

The next day at noon.

The senior executives transferred from City H were successively joined, and the deputy manager of the project department called a taxi to Donglai Village again, and this time they met Wang Zhanlei.

When the senior executives of Xincheng Company arrived at the coal yard, Wang Zhanlei was sitting in the yard playing mahjong and eating barbecue with a few buddies.

"Hey, hello, let me ask, is the boss of this coal factory here?" After the deputy manager in a suit and tie, he shouted politely.

Wang Zhanlei turned around and glanced at the few people, responded expressionlessly: "The coal factory is quit. I am the head of the household. What's the matter with you?"

"Your surname?"

"My surname is Wang."

"Oh, Mr. Wang, you can take some time to talk?" The executive's tone was still very polite.

Wang Zhanlei didn't move when he heard the sound, lowered his head and continued to play mahjong and responded: "Just say that, I'm losing money."

The deputy manager was stunned for a moment and stood there a little embarrassedly.

"Xiaohu, I'm so rude to give me a stool." Wang Zhanlei shouted again.

After saying that, a little brother next to him reached out and took a stack of plastic stools and placed them beside the deputy manager and others.

"Tell me." Wang Zhanlei responded looking at the mahjong plaque.

The deputy manager came to discuss the matter. Even though he felt a little uncomfortable, he could only bear it. So after he sat down, he smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, this is the case. The province needs to build roads, and your two factories occupy the center of the planning area. So I represent the province's Tongyou Road Project Team and our Xincheng Company to talk to you to see if you have any idea to sell the land."

"Yes." Wang Zhanlei nodded and replied: "If the price is right, sell it."

When the deputy manager heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and continued with a smile: "This land occupation is the government's project team's behavior, so the price should be satisfactory. As far as I know, the private land here is only 400 yuan per meter. If you have any intention, I will almost talk about 450 to you when you look back."

"Haha." Wang Zhanlei smiled when he heard this, turned his head to look at the deputy manager and asked, "I'm going to tell you, my factory was bought these days, and the price is 450 per meter. Then I'll sell it to you now, and I won't make a penny? What's more, I originally bought this place to be a cement factory. I've sold it to you, and I have to find a new place. What's so troublesome!"

"Then what is your psychological price? Let me listen!"

"2000." Wang Zhanlei responded without blinking.

"Mr. Wang, are you kidding? 2000 square meters per square meter is higher than that of some places in the city!"

"Aren't you talking to me?" Wang Zhanlei responded with a mahjong: "I can sell this place or not. I'm not in a hurry anyway, but if you want to buy it, that's the price."

"Mr. Wang is the government...!"

"Don't talk about the above. Although I am from the countryside, I am not a fool. If you are unprofitable, can you help the project team come and discuss things?" Wang Zhanlei waved his hand and interrupted directly: "If you want to buy the land, that's the price, there is no negotiation."

"Okay." The deputy manager stood up with a pale face and asked softly: "Mr. Wang, do you have any contact information for the head of the next yard?"

"Yes." Wang Zhanlei turned his head and smiled and replied: "It's me!"

The deputy manager was stunned again.

"I bought both yards."

"Okay, I get it."

...

night.

The deputy manager reported the situation here to Jiang Guangnan, and then the latter thought for a while and said, "It's not good. The village knew that this land was going to be occupied, so he deliberately found someone to buy it and wanted to make some money. If you do this, go find the village committee secretary of Donglai Village and ask him to come in for an interview. It's probably easier to do things."

"Okay." The deputy manager replied immediately.

Another day later, the deputy manager came to the village department of Donglai Village and politely discussed at the village committee secretary: "You see, this is the situation. The price of these two pieces of land is too high in the planning area. It is too outrageous to ask 2,000 per square meter, so our company wants to ask you to come forward to help negotiate, because after all, this road construction is also beneficial to the village."

"It's not easy to negotiate." The village committee secretary curled his lips and replied: "What I heard is that the provincial project team has already contracted the planning area to various companies, so the land purchase is the individual behavior of your private enterprise, and it actually has nothing to do with the government, right?"

The deputy manager was stunned, but he didn't expect that a village committee secretary even knew about this.

"Not only are these two pieces of private land not easy to buy, but you are not easy to buy even if you are in the village." The village committee secretary drank tea and said in a concise manner: "Building roads is a good thing, but agricultural land is the foundation for our farmers' survival. If the land is sold, what do you ask them to eat and drink? Besides, the land used by the two pieces of private coal yards is something that others personally own. If he wants two thousand per square meter, can I talk about two hundred per square meter when I come forward? This is unrealistic!"

"Secretary, you also know that this oil road is the main project that the province will do next year. If you encounter resistance, everyone will feel uncomfortable, especially...!"

"No, I'm not uncomfortable, what's wrong with me? I'll go on a less than a year, and even if I'm still in office in the future, I have to seek benefits for the village." The village committee secretary chuckled and replied: "Last year, our village also occupied land at the west end. The city attracted investment and got two beverage factories. At that time, I asked me to talk to the villagers on behalf of the village. Then the beverage factory was built up, and the companies still owed the villagers more than 200,000 yuan in the final payment, and there were no benefits promised at the beginning. In the end, the villagers went to Beijing J more than 100 times, and I almost didn't get arrested. So, don't negotiate with me for this matter. As the village committee secretary, I naturally have to cooperate with the tasks given by the organization... But your company's land purchase is a profit-making behavior, and it has nothing to do with Murakami."

The deputy manager was speechless.

...

At noon that day, the deputy manager returned to the company and told Jiang Guangnan about this matter. The latter was so busy with the company's affairs that he was so anxious that he heard his narrative that he was furious: "It's just the fuck that Murakami is doing. They want to extort a lot of money on this matter."

"I think so." The executive nodded.

"Mom, damn face." Jiang Guangnan turned his head and shouted, "Have Hongbao come from home?"

"Here you come!" Tiezi replied while sitting on the sofa.
Chapter completed!