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Chapter 11 [I comment]

Chapter 11 [I comment on the theory]

Author: Ren Zhufei

Chapter 11 [I comment on the theory]

"Mr. Zhang, can you make it cheaper? The land price of 220,000 yuan is a bit expensive!" Lin Zhichao's face was a little ugly. He did not expect that the 4,800 square feet of land at No. 46-48 Shanlin Road was as high as 220,000 Hong Kong dollars.

Of course, this may be the case in Hong Kong as a whole - land prices are high, rents are high, but the unit price of properties is not high.

Zhang Guanfeng is a 60-year-old Jinshan uncle (an overseas Chinese from Guangdong Province who came back to retire). Perhaps because he is getting older and is not happy to rebuild it on his own, he wants to sell his dilapidated properties.

I saw that he calculated an account for Lin Zhichao like a Chaozhou person.

"Xiao Lin, you spent 220,000 yuan to buy these three dilapidated buildings of mine. You only need to spend another 100,000 yuan in construction fees, plus some taxes, and the maximum investment is 350,000 Hong Kong dollars. The current rent outside

It's so high, you're sure to make a profit. If I weren't old and didn't want to work hard, I would have rebuilt it myself."

Lin Zhichao smiled bitterly and said: "I am a real estate company. After the construction is completed, I naturally want to sell it."

Zhang Guanfeng immediately said: "That's a good deal. It can be built and sold for 450,000 Hong Kong dollars without any problem. You can earn 100,000 Hong Kong dollars in just over a year. Are you still not satisfied?"

Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible to make 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. It is obvious that Zhang Guanfeng is deceiving Lin Zhichao because he does not know the business. After all, if the entire building is sold, it is impossible for others to even give 25 yuan per square foot.

In order to save some money, Lin Zhichao once again sang the bitter trick: "But the current properties are easy to rent but hard to sell. A building costs more than 100,000 yuan, and few people can afford it. How about you be less and take care of the younger generation?"

It gives me some comfort."

"This is at least 218,000 Hong Kong dollars. Old buildings on land are very popular now. If you don't want it, I will find another seller." Zhang Guanfeng also used his trump card.

Fortunately, it is 2,000 yuan less.

"Okay, it's settled, we'll go to Gao Luyun Law Firm tomorrow to sign the contract."

"No problem! You pay the lawyer's fees!"

"It's natural!"

"Actually, I paid for it too, but I gave you 2,000 yuan less."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

"Haha, you are pretty good at bargaining. No wonder I unknowingly gave you 2,000 less."

After a lot of coaxing and deception, Lin Zhichao finally saved 2,000, and he felt very comfortable.

Recently, he sold the 5 gold bars in his hand to another gold store and bank account, and obtained 92,000 in cash; he injected 258,800 Hong Kong dollars into Changjiang Real Estate, and after paying the rent, only about 250,000 Hong Kong dollars were left.

Now it seems that Changjiang Real Estate's funds will soon be reduced to more than 30,000 Hong Kong dollars. Under normal circumstances, this amount of funds is not enough to cover the first payment of construction costs, which is really a bit shabby.

As for Lin Zhichao, he only has a few thousand Hong Kong dollars for living expenses. As for the gold in Beacon Hill and Lion Rock, Lin Zhichao plans to get it in March or April.

"Boss, I didn't expect you to be able to cut off 2,000 yuan from Mr. Zhang. It's really impressive!" Hu Zhaoxu said after the two left.

Lin Zhichao smiled and said: "I used to sell newspapers, and I am best at dealing with little old men like this."

Hu Zhaoxu was stunned. If he could afford a piece of land worth 220,000 Hong Kong dollars, how could he be a newspaper seller?

Of course, he just smiled and did not ask further questions. The boss could tell, but he could not ask.

After getting on the rickshaw, Lin Zhichao suddenly said on a whim: "Rickshaw driver, take us around Tsim Sha Tsui."

Since coming to Hong Kong, Lin Zhichao has been on Hong Kong Island often and rarely comes to Kowloon. Today is just the time to take a look. Moreover, since you want to do real estate, you must be familiar with every street, even every building and every shop in Hong Kong.

This is a qualified real estate developer.

"Okay, sit tight!"

The two coachmen then worked hard to pull it up. After all, they might meet a high-roller today.

In this era, the Tsim Sha Tsui area is home to the old wharves and warehouses of Wharf, not the Harbor City, the commercial center of later generations. It occupies a large share of Hong Kong warehouses. As long as you are engaged in shipping, you have to devote a lot of funds to it.

Wharf, a subsidiary of the Jardine Matheson Group; later, because Wharf's charges were too high, even the Hong Kong government couldn't handle it. Jardine made Chinese businessmen angry and resentful. This foreign company should be the most hated foreign company by Chinese businessmen.

Along the coast, in Tsim Sha Tsui and Tai Kok Tsui, there are numerous pier berths for cargo ships and barges.

Extending eastward from Tsim Sha Tsui is the warehouse of the famous Blue Chimney Steamship Company, which was owned by the Swire Group. It was later taken over by Shark Dantong of the New World and built into the New World Center.

East Tsim Sha Tsui has not yet been reclaimed.

Beyond is the huge Whampoa Dockyard, which is far opposite the Taikoo Dockyard in Quarry Bay, Hong Kong Island.

The entire coast was almost owned by British-owned foreign companies. These British-owned companies later made who knows how much money they made from these properties.

In these warehouses and the coastal streets of the docks, there are various shops serving shipping, full of hemp ropes, machinery and various ship supplies. In addition, there are bars and restaurants specially used by sailors.

Now that Lin Zhichao has finally settled down in Hong Kong, he enjoys visiting these places in a leisurely and elegant manner, without worrying about safety issues. In Hong Kong, rich people are often the hardest to mess with. Who knows if it is because of his monstrous background?

No one should take the initiative to provoke him.

Admiring the scenery of Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon, my mood is completely different from when I first arrived in Hong Kong.

The rickshaw passed by a place, and Lin Zhichao saw a dark scene in this society. He saw four or five people surrounding a man, and a fierce conflict broke out. One person took out a dagger and swung it at the man. Just when Lin Zhichao thought that a tragedy had happened, he saw that

A man actually grabbed the knife at close range and broke the wrist of the person holding the knife.

In this scene, Lin Zhichao seemed to see himself. No, every man has a martial arts dream.

"Stop!"

The rickshaw driver wanted to run faster, but after hearing Lin Zhichao's words, he had to stop.

When Lin Zhichao and Hu Zhaoxu got off the rickshaw, the man over there had already knocked down two people and was struggling with the other two people. He actually had the upper hand.

"Sorry! Excuse me!" Lin Zhichao shouted to several people.

As expected, several people stopped. Seeing that he was a rich man, they all looked at Lin Zhichao.

"I'll be the judge. You tell me why the conflict or hatred arose. I'm willing to be a peacemaker!" Lin Zhichao said majestically with a condescending expression.

Without a gun, he has nothing to fear. He seems to be quite capable of shooting.

"Boss, you're here to judge. This Xue Junshan owes us money and wants to beat someone up. It's really unreasonable." The man in the lead with the knife said angrily. At this time, he could no longer hold the knife steadily.

Lin Zhichao looked at the man named Xue Junshan, and saw that he was not tall, but very strong. His eyes were as bright as an eagle's, and he was a martial artist. However, he was silent. He didn't know if it was because of his shortcomings.

"Xue Junshan, if you don't say anything, you know you are wrong. I know you have practiced martial arts, but you have to know that you still have a wife and children."

"How dare you!"

Xue Junshan said angrily, pointing his finger at others with a murderous expression.

Lin Zhichao said something fair at this time: "It is only natural to pay back debts. No matter how you look at them, they don't look like kind-hearted people. No matter how hard you fight, can you always guard your wife and children? Can you withstand a gun?"

Xue Junshan was immediately in great pain and said: "I have worked two jobs by myself, and I have been working hard to repay it, but their interest rates are too high and they keep getting more and more."

"You were the one who signed the interest in the first place, and there are black and white words to prove it!"

At this point, Lin Zhichao already understood the reason for the matter.

He said to Xue Junshan: "I have a job here. It may ensure that your wife and children live without worries, and you can also live a good life in Hong Kong. I just want you to work hard. Do you want to do it?"

Xue Junshan said without hesitation: "I will do it!"

Lin Zhichao nodded and said to the other group: "How much is owed, bring me the contract!"

The leader suddenly became happy, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and said: "The total including principal and interest is 2,250 Hong Kong dollars!"

Lin Zhichao took it and took a look, good guy, you can borrow it at such a high interest rate.

"Why do you need so much money?"

"The child is seriously ill"

Lin Zhichao nodded, then took out his wallet and counted it. It was almost enough, and there was still a lot left.

"After the money is paid, I will give you another 100 yuan for medical expenses. I will tear up the IOU."

The gangster's eyes widened when he saw the money, and he immediately said favorably: "Yes, boss, you have the final say. Congratulations to the boss for getting a helper. This Xue Junshan is a trainer, and"

"Okay, you don't need to praise me, I just don't have a chance to stop the bullet. You think it's a good job, why don't you do it well!"

The gangster said sarcastically: "Boss, you are kidding me!" He may not be afraid of fighting, but he is definitely afraid of bullets.

After the incident was over and the group dispersed, Lin Zhichao gave another 300 to Xue Junshan and said, "I'll use this money to get settled first. I'll deduct it from your salary. I'll write you an address and change clothes to come to work later."

Xue Junshan pushed down the 300 yuan and said: "Boss, the money is no longer needed. I will come to work tomorrow."

"Take it, it's deducted from your salary anyway, so you have to buy a decent set of clothes."

“Thank you boss”

Then, Lin Zhichao took out paper and pen, wrote the address of the Chinese People's Bank of China Building to Xue Junshan, and then got on the rickshaw.

"Congratulations to the boss for recruiting a loyal bodyguard!" Hu Zhaoxu congratulated him immediately.

When he got out of the car just now, he was quite frightened.

"Who knows! But as a driver, he will always be more loyal than others, that's what I think." Lin Zhichao said.

After all, there is kindness, which is more reassuring than those who are just recruited.

"certainly."

(End of chapter)


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