[Light of night, thunderstorm! Haid, a well-known real estate company, has a debt of 3 trillion yuan and a net loss of nearly one trillion yuan!]
[Real estate companies are completely bankrupt? Where will the property market go in the future?]
[Executive CEO Cheng of a listed company is back on the hot search! The well-known real estate company Haida Real Estate’s past scandals in the war were detonated]
As soon as I woke up in the morning, these news popped up on many people's mobile phones. Although the real estate company in the article did not have much local industry in Luojiang, it was a well-known listed company in the industry and was once the leader in the real estate industry.<
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Countless unfinished buildings appeared overnight, many construction sites were shut down as a result, and downstream industries were unable to receive their payments, which once caused panic in the market.
"Xiao Jian, have you seen the news?" Ning Beibei brushed her teeth and looked at the news on her phone.
"It just popped up," Jian Anran was a little surprised, "How come such a big company doesn't even have its own office building? I saw in the news that office buildings are all rented."
"Why does the name of this company sound so familiar to me?" Ning Beibei said to herself.
"They are so famous. In the past, all the news was promoting Haida, so it's not surprising that I've seen it somewhere." Jian Anran disagreed.
"Yes." Ning Beibei nodded, feeling that it made sense.
In the professional class early in the morning, only a few students were looking for the teacher to see the plan. Most of them were holding their mobile phones tightly, clustered together in threes and fives, and small conversations were happening everywhere in the classroom.
"Hey, you two," someone came up from behind, "you are still having breakfast, haven't you seen the news?"
Looking back, Jian Anran discovered that Yu Yani and Zhou Yun from the dormitory next door had stood behind them at some point, shaking the news interface on their mobile phones with mysterious faces, as if they wanted to gossip or something. p>
"What?" Ning Beibei took a bite of the bun and said, "Thunderstorms in real estate companies, what does it have to do with us?"
"The worst thing is that the economy is declining and real estate is going downhill."
Before they could speak, Ning Beibei added, "Hey, can I find a job? Why do I feel like it's getting harder and harder to get a job in this industry?"
"It's not just this." Yu Yani exchanged glances with Zhou Yun in a cryptic manner.
"Haida is related to the people in our department." Zhou Yun began to explain.
The three words "our department" instantly aroused the curiosity of Jian Anran and Ning Beibei.
"Are we related?"
"Yes," Yu Yani's voice became softer. Before speaking, she did not forget to look around to make sure no one was paying attention to them before continuing.
"I heard it from the senior student who lives upstairs. Another graduate student who is in the same grade as her, their studio was working on projects at Hainan University, and now they have all been stopped overnight."
"The senior sister upstairs?" Jian Anran immediately grabbed the key word, "Could it be Mi Yingying?"
Yu Yani was a little surprised, "You know him too?"
Nodding, Jian Anran immediately confirmed: "I am an assistant in their office."
"However," Mi Yingying asked suddenly, "we only get design fees. At worst, we won't be able to get the money back. It's unlucky, but the teacher's studio is full of students, and we can't spend much money."<
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This seems to have become an established social issue. Graduate students have always had special funds and a fixed monthly salary of 600.
When you work on a project with your tutor, it’s all up to your conscience whether the teacher will give you extra salary or bonus. In many cases, even a special fund of 600 yuan will be taken away.
It is often seen that impoverished graduate students can hardly even solve basic food and clothing problems, let alone endure the days of working as free labor in school for many years.
No one can ask for help. Jian Anran has also seen in the news that many graduate students who had the courage to stand up and speak out have since been banned by the industry.
Behind the high maturity of an industry, there must be a set of "models" that have been regarded as industry rules. It is difficult for newcomers to escape from the so-called comfort zone that is already pathological.
"More than that," Yu Yani lowered her voice again, "The professor who took care of that senior sister, I heard that he opened his own studio outside the school a few years ago. Now it is basically the size of a small design institute, and he has been hanging around.
They are all real estate circles."
Students are cheap, and although most of the people hired outside are also his graduates, the moment they walk out of school, they sign a labor contract that is not easy to fool.
The trend of this story became more and more familiar, and Jian Anran couldn't help but think of——
"Could this person you are talking about be Professor Zhao?" she asked.
"How do you know?" Yu Yani's eyes widened, "Have you heard about it a long time ago? My senior sister asked me not to tell others!"
Then she shook her head and Jian Anran replied, "Guess."
Now that things have happened, she can't help but feel a little funny.
Of course, it’s not that it’s funny to those architects whose jobs are wandering around the career line, but just yesterday, people from Professor Zhao’s office came to show off their power in front of them, talking about their “noble” real estate projects.
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Although it is not Professor Zhao himself, there are only a few people in the Department of Architecture, and everyone has heard a lot of what Professor Zhao himself said——
All in all, he has always looked down upon public buildings.
"But all we get is design fees. Maybe it's just that the bonuses can't be paid out. The basic salary is still guaranteed, right?" Jian Anran asked.
Zhou Yun then shook her head, "If it were that simple, Professor Zhao wouldn't be unable to get out of bed today."
It turns out that I have tasted the benefits of several cooperations with Hainan University. For this recent project, Professor Zhao personally relied on the relationship with the other party's parent company to invest his own money in the shares, hoping to get another piece of the pie when the project is completed.
But it's no more than opening a small old street store, and the magnitude of real estate investment is extraordinary.
Professor Zhao, who couldn't afford such a huge sum of money at the moment, even mortgaged his own house, and finally invited many faculty and staff in the department to invest together.
It can be said that half of the architecture department of Los Angeles University has invested their hard-earned money in this project that was previously gaining momentum. Everyone wants to catch up with this gold rush.
When the news came out early this morning, many teachers couldn't get out of bed.
"I heard that Gong Liu of the laboratory was planning to retire next year. Today I saw the news that he was guarding the door of the dean's office early in the morning, saying that he would not leave until he signed a retirement and re-employment contract," Zhou Yun continued, "He put his plans
Almost all the money used for retirement has been invested.”
In those years before the financial crisis, Jian Anran had only read the horror stories of the past in books.
The Department of Architecture shrouded in dark clouds was probably the scene she could imagine that was most consistent with the financial crisis.