() After handing over some necessary matters with Mo Shang, just in case, Zeng Jun returned to the main hall of the fortress city before summoning the system elves to go offline.
After being online for such a long period of time and engaging in high-intensity battles, six hours of rest is not enough. However, there is no other way. With the physical strength of Demonic Injury, persisting for another six hours should be almost the limit, and the battle will definitely get harder and harder towards the end. It was difficult, and Zeng Jun couldn't trust Mo Shang alone to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.
Taking off his helmet, Zeng Jun was immediately startled to see a large living person wearing a dark blue professional skirt sitting there, and the person shamelessly rested his head on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.
I don't know how long I have been holding this action, but there is a numb feeling on my shoulders. Since I have been playing the game before, I don't feel anything at all.
Seeing a familiar little face, Zeng Jun immediately got angry. He stretched out his other hand to support the other person's forehead with the palm of his hand, and moved the other person's head away from his shoulders, "Beauty, it's dawn. It’s time to get up.”
"ah."
Qian Xiaoling let out a scream, and her body jumped up from the sofa as if she was electrocuted. The pile of documents she held in front of her chest with her right hand, because of this movement, left her soft chest with great effort, and scattered all over the floor. , and then there was a chaos of war... "Ah, Mr. Zeng... Mr. Zeng, I'm sorry, I..."
"You've been waiting for me for a long time." Zeng Jun squatted down to help collect the documents scattered on the floor and asked.
Qian Xiaoling had a look of grievance on her face and muttered: "You still said that I have been waiting here since yesterday, but you didn't go offline until now."
"There is a reality calling device on the helmet. I taught you this. Even if you forget to knock on the helmet directly, I can still tell. This is what they usually do when they want to call me. Why don't you call me." Zeng Jun gathered the words together. He handed the document to her and asked.
Qian Xiaoling answered while sorting the documents according to the number of pages: "Before leaving the house, Mr. Zhang told me not to disturb you. I will wait until you go offline. Mr. Zhang and the others have already come up with countermeasures and will pay you back in accordance with the company's procedures." You need to sign it, and then Mr. Zhang will sign it before it can be reported to the head office. Please take a look at it first."
Zeng Jun reached out to pick up the documents and muttered: "Mr. Zhang has also started to engage in this kind of formalism. It's really helpless. There is a bed in the room. Why don't you sleep on it for a while when you are tired."
The two sentences were completely inconsistent with each other. Qian Xiaoling only heard the last half of the sentence. Her fair face suddenly turned red. She lowered her head and said in a voice like a mosquito: "I, I'm sorry."
After waiting for a long time and receiving no response, Qian Xiaoling raised her head and saw that Zeng Jun was completely focused on the content of the document and did not even look at her own reaction. She touched her cheek and smiled to herself.
The projects developed by Youth Real Estate are all low-priced housing. In other words, they are built for the poor. They should not be affected originally, but the psychology of consumers is a thing that is difficult to explain clearly. They are not afraid when prices soar. It's expensive, and I bought it for tens or millions of dollars as soon as I got excited.
But when the market is bearish, it is completely different. Some things clearly have no room for price reduction. For example, properties developed by Youth Real Estate are obviously very cheap, but in such a general environment, everyone still wants to get cheaper.
The executives of Youth Real Estate are all a group of young people. Such a management team is very dynamic and can often discuss some shocking things during meetings. What Zeng Jun is holding now should also be classified as shocking. of ranks.
Taking the property-right rental housing route is the future development route set by the young management team of Youth Real Estate for the company.
In the real estate industry, the concept of real estate securitization, which separates rights from management rights, is very popular in China nowadays. However, this property-rights management concept has only been used to operate some large shops. No one has ever thought of it before. I dare not bring this elite approach to the residential field.
The young and bold Youth Real Estate team proposed this idea: to build a rental housing community entirely for the urban houseless people, and then sell the property rights of the houses to investors, while the leasing and management of the houses will be handled by specialized property managers. The company is responsible, and the landlord does not need to worry about renting the house, nor does he need to come to collect the rent himself.
The company promises to give landlords a certain percentage of investment return every year. This return will definitely be lower than the actual rent of the house, but the income is stable, eliminating the risk of the property being left vacant and generating no income.
Of course, if such a project is to truly develop and operate, it must first solve the policy problems. It must solve the problem that buyers must not occupy the buyer's quota when purchasing property-right rental housing. Otherwise, foreign investors will not be able to purchase due to household registration issues, and local investors It is impossible for investors to spend their precious housing quota on this, and this kind of house is simply impossible to sell.
For this document to be in Zeng Jun's hands, it is obvious that Zhang Yang, the leader of Youth Real Estate, is very confident in resolving this issue, otherwise he would not have solemnly asked the secretary to bring the document to Zeng Jun for signature.
The plan can be said to be perfect. As I said before, the most indispensable thing in China is the rich. In fact, the most indispensable thing is the poor. Many rich people have a lot of money in their hands and want to invest but can’t find a way. The stock market, There are risks in the gold market. Treasury bonds can provide stable returns, but the returns are too low and many people don't like it.
Living in big cities, including foreigners and locals, there are more people who need a house to live in but can't afford one. Everyone has been troubled by not being able to find a stable house to rent with reasonable rent. Low-rent housing is in constant demand. In flow, not everyone can meet the conditions, and those who meet the conditions may not be able to take the wheel.
Is there anyone who has been living there and the landlord suddenly asked for a rent increase? Is there anyone who has been living there and the landlord suddenly asked to move out? Talking about these topics brings tears to the eyes.
The market is there and the demand is there. The only remaining problem is the policy tilt, but this is the real big problem.
However, considering the relationship between Zhang Yang and Bei Jing, if the old man really intends to do something practical for the people before retiring next year, it should be easier to win his support. Also considering the Shen family, the three major shareholders of Youth Real Estate, With the influence of Lin and Wang, the chances of accomplishing this are really high.
This is something that is beneficial to the country, people and enterprises, so why can't it be done?
Zeng Jun solemnly signed his name in the signature column, then handed the document back to Qian Xiaoling with both hands, and personally sent his really hard-working secretary downstairs and arranged for a driver to take her back to the company.
I originally wanted to ask someone politely if they had dinner or something, but I thought about how I would not have time to invite them to dinner, and I was also worried about being bumped into by acquaintances and making some unpleasant rumors, so I simply gave up.
I cooked two packs of instant noodles, added three eggs and ate them as quickly as possible. Then I went back to my room. I didn't take a shower, so I just fell asleep with the smell of sweat all over my body. It looked like I could still sleep for five hours.
... He was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by a phone ringing. Zeng Jun took the phone from the bedside table and saw that it was the company's number. His secretary just came back from here in the morning. At this moment, another call came in. I don't know. What is it.
Zeng Jun rubbed his eyes and pressed the answer button, only to hear a familiar baritone voice on the other end of the phone say: "I heard that you only have five hours of sleep, so I called right away."
"The boss is looking for me. Is there anything important about the company?" Zeng Jun heard Zhang Yang's voice and immediately sat upright and said.
"After the national war this time, you and I will go to Bei Jing for a meeting. That's it. I heard that they can't stand it any longer, so hurry up and get online."
Zeng Jun also wanted to say that meetings with leaders are the most annoying thing. Can someone else go there? The person there has already hung up.
I heard that they couldn't stand it anymore. This was the boss's last words before hanging up the phone. Who are they? Of course they are the gangsters in the game.
Zeng Jun did not dare to delay any longer and hurried into the bathroom to wash his face. He grabbed a bag of bread that had been prepared from the sofa and ate it in two or two mouths. He swallowed a bottle of nai, put on his helmet and hurriedly went online.
With a "swipe.", a white light flashed and reappeared in front of the city lord's hall in Huangfeng Desert. Magic arrows were flying next to it. Zeng Jun was immediately shocked: "Damn it, they have already arrived here. Sure enough, they are here right away." I can't stand it anymore.
There are still 28 hours left before the end of the National War, and the Huangfeng Desert has been broken. This is still a shame.
Zeng Jun quickly glanced at the situation around him and found that there were very few players holding the five-star red flag above his head. The total number was estimated to be less than 200,000.
"Here you are, you are on time." God of Demonshang said.
Zeng Jun frowned deeply and said, "How come it only took a few hours to get beaten like this?"
Mo Shang spread his hands helplessly and said: "After Nagoya Memories died, the enemy's morale was low for a while, but not long after, Eiji Tanigawa actually came here in person, and then all these grandsons went crazy."
Zeng Jun's eyes widened in surprise and he said, "Oh, even Tanigawa Eiji is here. Did uncle send anyone to support us?"
"Yes." Mo Shang answered briefly.
"What about them?" Zeng Jun looked around. Nearby were the players from the several guilds he had brought with him before. There were no reinforcements anywhere.
Mo Shang curled his lips and replied: "Without them, only your Meng Dieying came here alone. I heard that the inner city over at Sakura City is in ruins and no one can leave."
