Zheng Yaoyang stretched himself out of the room and saw Lin Defu smoking a cigarette and reading the newspaper in the living room.
Lin Defu knew that Zheng Yaoyang did not smoke, so he quickly turned on the fan and opened the window to blow away the remaining second-hand smoke.
"What time is it?" Zheng Yaoyang asked.
"One forty-five."
"Did anyone knock on the door?"
"No."
"Think about it long enough."
Zheng Yaoyang laughed in astonishment, moved his waist, looked at Zhang Qifeng, and ordered: "Tell Director Luo that we go to Shangbu Industrial Zone first."
Zhang Qifeng went to contact Director Luo. Lin Defu hurriedly followed Zheng Yaoyang and asked curiously: "Mr. Zheng, will they agree?"
Zheng Yaoyang said with a smile: "I probably agree, but we have to be mentally prepared to be taken advantage of."
They only want the most populous and prosperous Guannei, but the official may not necessarily do what they want.
It is very likely that the area of more than 1,000 square kilometers outside the customs will be calculated for them, which will directly increase the original infrastructure cost of only 300 million to about 1 billion.
Lin Defu frowned and asked, "If that's the case, should we still accept it?"
The company's professional analysts predict that if it only invests in base stations in Guannai, it will be possible to pay back the investment in about five years.
If we include the more than 1,000 square kilometers outside the customs, it will take at least ten years, and we may not be able to recover the money, because it is very likely that new technologies will eliminate them.
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and said, "Why not?"
He has read the company's analysis report. All data are very rigorous and the theory is very solid.
But we underestimate the charm of special economic zones and the desire of young people for them.
Since the early 1990s, especially the end of Nanxun, Pengcheng's population has grown by as much as one million every year.
Therefore, whether you are inside or outside the customs, as long as you invest in Pengcheng, you are not afraid of not being able to recover your principal.
At this time, Zhang Qifeng hurried over and said: "Mr. Zheng, Director Luo said to wait for us in the lobby."
"Go and have a look." Zheng Yaoyang said.
Several people saw Director Luo in the reception hall. He smiled and asked, "How are you guys resting, Mr. Zheng?"
Zheng Yaoyang nodded and said: "It's good, but Director Luo, you don't seem to be resting well."
After not seeing him for two hours, Director Luo seemed to have aged ten years and looked tired.
The clothes are full of wrinkles, the hair is a little greasy, and the strong smell of smoke can be smelled from a distance.
Director Luo's face turned red and he coughed a few times: "Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment while I go to the bathroom."
Zheng Yaoyang said with a smile: "You go ahead, we will just walk around at the door first."
Luohu Hotel is the best hotel in Pengcheng, and its residents are all investors or factory leaders from various places.
There is a street opposite the door, which gathers all kinds of small commodities from all over the world. They all hope to win the favor of foreign investors and make bulk purchases.
But as soon as Zheng Yaoyang and the others went out, they were surrounded by several people: "Pretty boy, do you want to exchange currency? Hong Kong paper is exchanged for 100 for 55, and US dollars are exchanged for 100 for 430."
The private exchange rate is generally 8-12% higher than the official rate, because using foreign exchange to purchase local products, such as Moutai cigarettes, can be at least 25% cheaper, which has also spawned a number of foreign exchange commodity fraud.
Seeing Zheng Yaoyang shaking his head, they did not dare to disturb him. After all, the people who came out of the reception center were either rich or noble.
The officials don't care about them, not because they can't control them, but because they are too lazy to care about them, and they don't dare to take the initiative to kill them.
Zheng Yaoyang asked Zhang Qifeng to buy a few glasses of juice, and they walked to the street. Every vendor who caught their eye waved enthusiastically, almost telling the handsome guy to come over and have a look, with it written on his face.
After a few people walked for a while, Lin Defu couldn't help but say: "They are all products with no technical competitiveness."
Most of them are specialties from various places, either purely handmade or can be copied by others.
"Tall buildings are rising from the ground. It is true that there are no technically competitive products, but is the market environment better than that in Xiangjiang?" Zheng Yaoyang asked.
Lin Defu nodded. Being young and active enough are also among the few advantages of Pengcheng.
The few people were walking, thinking that Director Luo should be almost ready, so they planned to go back.
Zheng Yaoyang suddenly became interested when he saw a vendor with a Yihe Factory Xiaobawang game console in front of him.
The color scheme is the same as that of Nintendo's red and white consoles, but Duan Yongping was smart enough to add a keyboard function to it.
It is obviously different from Nintendo's Famicom and seems to have more technological attributes.
Zheng Yaoyang squatted in front of the stall and asked with a smile: "Boss, how much does a machine like this cost?"
"Beautiful boy, I think you are very popular. I won't charge you more. I will take it away at the cost of 1,200."
As a rare high-tech product in the commercial street, the boss acted as cold and arrogant as the product, quite like Jiang Taigong fishing, willing to take the bait.
Zheng Yaoyang laughed in astonishment and did not counter-offer. He turned around and ordered: "Xiao Zhang, give me the money."
If he remembered correctly, Duan Yongping wrote in the letter that the cost price was 350 yuan and the selling price was 799 yuan.
It is equivalent to about 200 yuan in U.S. dollars, which is only 35% of the price of the original red and white machine, and the functions are almost the same.
With a smile on his face, the boss changed his previous attitude and asked enthusiastically: "Boss, do you want a cassette? The two cassettes that come with you don't have many games in them. Now they only cost fifty yuan each."
Zheng Yaoyang looked at the various cassettes, including Super Mario and Contra, and said with a smile: "Okay, give me one of each."
While helping to pack the goods, the shop owner said mysteriously: "Boss, I think you are a big business person. Are you interested in being an agent? You should have heard of the Nintendo Famicom. Our machine has the same functions as his."
"The genuine ones cost more than 2,400 yuan, while our domestic ones only cost 1,200 yuan. If the quantity is increased, the price can be even cheaper by 200 yuan if the quantity exceeds 100 units."
"This is my business card. You might as well go back and try it out, and then think about it carefully. It's definitely a good business."
Li Bingquan and Zheng Yaoyang, sales department clerks of Yihe Factory, took a look and said: "I seem to have heard the name of the factory. I heard that the market in the Pearl River Delta is in short supply. Where do you get these goods?"
Li Bingquan was surprised and said hurriedly: "We are compatriots. If we are short of someone else's goods, we cannot be short of your goods. You can rest assured that the origin is absolutely right."
Zheng Yaoyang suddenly understood and asked with a smile: "Is it best to settle in Hong Kong dollars?"
Li Bingquan chuckled: "Actually, it's okay to use RMB, but it's best to use foreign exchange for settlement."
After all, foreign exchange is still popular. Although copyright cannot be sold openly, it can be sold secretly.
As long as you can earn foreign exchange, let alone 1,000 yuan, even if the cost price is 800 yuan and free shipping is still worthwhile.
Zheng Yaoyang laughed: "Come over with Duan Yongping in a few days, just say it was me and talk about your big business."
Li Bingquan was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Sir, do you still know Mr. Duan?"
When he came to his senses, Zheng Yaoyang and the others had already gone away, leaving only a dozen banknotes in front of him.
Back at the reception desk, Director Luo waited for a long time. When he saw the box in the assistant's hand, he didn't think twice and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, can we leave now?"
Zheng Yaoyang nodded: "Let's go."
A few people took a bus to Shangbu Industrial Zone, which was only about four kilometers away, and they arrived in ten minutes.
Compared with the commercial street in front of the hotel, the Shangbu Industrial Zone has now begun to take shape as the future electronics city.
There is a table at the entrance of the factory with a keyboard, mouse, and various electronic spare parts.