"For thousands of years, the Chinese people's persistence and fascination with land have never diminished. China's history is actually a history of land reform..."
"...Especially in the past 10 years, and even in the next 10 years, no matter how the situation changes, we believe that the development of the land-based real estate industry will drive the entire social economy to run wild."
"...In 1998, an epoch-making sign for China's real estate market came: the country announced the cancellation of welfare housing allocation and fully opened the era of residential commercialization. In this year, representative companies of real estate companies in Beijing, Guangdong, Fujian, and Chongqing were born, such as Hailun
Fort, Shenzhen Metro Group, Fantasia, Jianfa, Zhenrong, China Fortune Land Development, Beijing Urban Construction, Jinke, New Hope, Junfa, etc..."
"At this point in time, in 1998, looking back, there are many major moments, people, and events that affect the entire industry and even the course of Chinese history. They always happen inadvertently, 10 years, one step at a time.
It reflects the hardships and ups and downs of China's real estate development, and also reflects the growth and gains of China's real estate development..."
"In order to reflect the times and record the times, Time Magazine has produced a list of the top 100 real estate companies in China, striving to comprehensively reveal social changes and the current status of the real estate economy. Now it faces the naming rights of major banks around the world..."
This is an English version of investment advice!
In the office of the senior vice president of Citibank, Joseph sat comfortably on a chair and read this fax. Sitting opposite him was Heinway.
"This revelation is well written, but why didn't he say it during the meal that day?" Joseph personally called Heinwei to his office after seeing the fax in the morning, "Heinwei, we have contacted the headquarters.
This list will be published in Time, and we are bound to win the naming rights." He clenched his fists.
Heinwei smiled brightly, and she looked very smart in a suit during work hours. "But, Joseph, you know, we at Citibank are not involved in the home loan business."
Joseph smiled, "But don't forget, China's top 100 real estate companies will be our important customers now and in the future."
The last time Mu Ruilan left in anger, in front of him and Heinwei, he really understood Peng Bo's style of doing things. He did not talk about "face" or sell "favors" as many Chinese people say.
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"So, Heyinwei, this time, you are going to take action. You have contributed to the list of richest people. You and Peng Bo are friends. This is official business. You can talk to him on our behalf."
"How much is the bidding for the naming rights?" Hei Yinwei understood that this fax must have been sent by Peng Bo to more than just Citibank. It also clearly stated, "We are now recruiting for the naming rights of the list from major banks around the world!"
"As far as I know, Donald, he is not a greedy person, he will have a reasonable price." Joseph thought for a few seconds before saying slowly.
Heinwei took the fax in his hand, "But Joseph, the fax also said that interested banks should send their quotes to the mailbox, and then make a decision based on the quotes."
"This is the kind of bidding where we don't meet face to face, but you can contact us in private. We, you, and Peng Bo have a friendship." Joseph smiled and blinked, with no deep meaning.
Heinwei wanted to retort, but she smiled and did not say anything, "Just now you said it was a business matter, why has it become a private matter now?"
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Naming rights?
Peng Bo's list of China's top 100 real estate companies?
In the Sumitomo Bank office, Shanghai Sumitomo Bank President Yokoyama Keiji adjusted his wide black-rimmed glasses and looked at the Vice President Watanabe Shino in front of him.
"As far as I know, this Peng Bo is the producer of the 100 Rich List. Do you remember the last 100 Rich List? The list of the 100 richest people in mainland China was published on Forbes a few months ago?"
"I remember," Hengshan took off his glasses and wiped them carefully with a glasses cloth, "this list shocked the world. China's economy is rising, which also proves that our decision to enter China was right."
"That list was published in Forbes, but this list is going to be published in Time Magazine."
"Times Magazine?" Hengshan pondered, "The most influential magazine in the world."
"Yes." Watanabe nodded respectfully, "President, even if we don't use the naming method, we will advertise in the times, and the amount of advertising expenses will be considerable."
"Yes, this is a great opportunity to showcase our Sumitomo Bank to the world, and it is also a great opportunity to showcase us to the Chinese business community, Watanabe-kun!"
"Hi one."
"From now on, you put down everything you are doing, contact Time Magazine immediately, and be sure to get this naming right."
"Hi one."
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An arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet you.
Peng Bo had faxes from the Shanghai branches of the world's major banks, and the faxes were sent to the headquarters of the world's major banks through the Shanghai branches.
Time Magazine's ttle, the rich list caused a sensation in the world, and soon major banks paid great attention to this fax of several hundred words.
Even if some banks have not yet entered China, they are still ready to do so;
Even though some banks have entered China, they currently have no mortgage business facing Chinese people, but those large or rapidly growing real estate companies are their key customers.
A piece of fax stirred up a pond full of gold and water.
However, such a secret quotation can only be controlled by Peng Bo alone.
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When the sun was shining brightly on the Huanghu River, Peng Bo was dressed in sportswear, stepping on the fallen leaves of late autumn and the dew on his feet, and had returned from exercise.
The street lights on the street have not been extinguished yet, and early morning is the quietest time in the city.
Under the street lights, a long queue has already formed at a small shop on the street. It is said to be a shop, but in fact it is more like a "dark workshop". In the dark room, there is a chopping board and an oven, which are all the "household possessions".
"Ah Er, six scallion pancakes." After waiting in line for nearly half an hour, it was finally Peng Bo's turn.
"Eat so much again, you are such a big man." Ah Er raised his head, looked at Peng Bo with a smile, then lowered his head and started busy.
He skillfully pulled the dough into small pieces, pressed it with his hands, and threw it heavily on the table. The dough immediately became a thin strip more than ten centimeters long. He grabbed a handful of pastry and spread it on the dough, and then grabbed another handful.
Spread a pinch of salt, and finally a large handful of chopped green onions, wrap the rich long strips of dough, re-roll them into pieces of dough, and neatly arrange them on the hot frying pan.
Accompanied by the sizzling sound, the store immediately emitted the aroma of green onions and meat. Ah Er fried the cake while applying oil on the other. After 15 minutes, both sides were browned and the aroma was fragrant...
Peng Bo took the cake and smelled it deeply in the early morning air. This aroma was the smell of old Shanghai, which has endured for many years.
The crust of the pancake is crispy and doesn't feel greasy even if you eat it a lot.
Peng Bo trotted all the way back to Guangchang Apartment, but his pace slowly slowed down, slowed down, and stopped.
Under the sycamore tree, in the brilliant glow, a tall girl with long hair, also wearing sportswear, was smiling brightly at him.