It was a clear morning on November 8, 1998, and the sky over Beijing was a clear blue and cloudless.
Peng Bo packed up and walked to the mirror. A tall figure immediately appeared in the mirror, wearing a decent black suit, a white plaid shirt, and a lake blue tie. His hair was neatly combed behind his head, and he raised his wrists to straighten his sleeves. Buckle, the watch shone mysteriously in the mirror.
There was a knock on the door, and Heinwei walked in. Her eyes lit up, and so did Peng Bo's. When their eyes met, they were both smiling. Today, Heinwei was wearing a lake blue suit. She wears a long red dress and her long red hair hangs down on her shoulders. She is elegant and noble.
"Mr. Peng, Ms. Heyinwei, are you ready to go?" Feng Wanmei appeared in front of the door. When she saw Peng Bo and Heyinwei, although her faces were calm, she couldn't help but admire in her heart. The man was brave and handsome, and the woman was Their dignified atmosphere is no different. Their presence will add a lot of color to today's forum.
An Audi A6 slowly parked in front of the hotel, the doorman respectfully opened the door, and the car slowly started...
Kunlun Hotel, Beijing.
When Peng Bo, Hei Yinwei, and Feng Wanmei walked into the lobby and looked at the clouds, they saw that many people had gathered around the sign-in area in the lobby, almost all of them were big names in the real estate industry in later generations, as well as famous scholars and professors in the industry.
Reporters have already swarmed in, guns and cannons fired, cameras flashing, taking pictures of the people they want to take pictures of.
He soon saw the figure of Ren Dapao in the crowd. He was talking to Feng Lun and Pan Shiyi. He was still as serious as before. Pan Shiyi was smiling all over his face, and every hair was filled with happiness.
Song Weiping of Greentown walked very fast, followed by several reporters. This year he was in the limelight and was very proud of his real estate development. Greentown gradually became the representative of the most high-quality real estate companies. He also played football and founded Zhejiang Greentown. football club.
However, this is not a happy journey. Peng Bo knows that he has "played" a total of 2.5 billion yuan in football. He even almost went to jail for reporting "black whistle" issues that triggered a crackdown on organized crime in football...
Oh, Wang Jianlin, he smiles all the way, his attitude is sincere but he is still walking like a tiger. At this time, he is not the richest man yet. Wanda will not do "order-based commercial real estate" until next year, and Wanda Plaza will start to explode...
Sun Hongbin and Peng Bo saw another acquaintance. As a financial reporter, he paid great attention to this person in his previous life. In China's business history, he and Huawei's prince Li Yinan are both embarrassing existences. The two have the same personality, but Destinies are very different.
This man, who was once appointed by Liu Chuanzhi as his successor and sent to prison by his own hands, went to Tianjin to start a business in Tianjin with the 500,000 yuan that Liu Chuanzhi lent him after he was released from prison in 1994. Sunco...
Perhaps in order to make up for the years spent in prison, Sunchi has pushed forward desperately in development, creating a "land king" at any cost in the land market, and even set a record of expanding to more than a dozen cities at the same time within a year. Now is the time when the spring breeze is triumphant and the horses are rushing when...
Zhu Mengyi, Kong Jianmin, Ji Haipeng, Guo Ziwen, Yang Guoqiang and other Cantonese tycoons, as well as Yuan Yafei, Wang Zhenhua, Zeng Huansha and other Soviet real estate tycoons, Lin Longan, Huang Chaoyang, Lin Tengjiao and other Fujian tycoons...
Whether they gather together to chat, or introduce each other, or politely refuse questions from reporters, the changes this year have been too sudden and too rapid. There has never been an industry like real estate that has become an enduring influence in mahjong parlors, taxis and social media. Topics, they will also influence the changes of this era in the next twenty years.
"Mr. Peng from Time Magazine." Feng Wanmei smiled at the staff. The president of Shanghai Housing and Construction Bank was like an ordinary person in front of Peng Bo.
Peng Bo looked down and saw that he was ranked ninth on the sign-in list, with a group of leaders in front of him. He took a pen and wrote Donald's English name on it.
Feng Wanmei picked up a corsage and pinned it to his chest. Wearing the flower, she felt like a groom. Feng Wanmei seemed to have guessed his thoughts and said quietly, "The list is your bride. Now it's time to reveal it."
It’s time to take off the hijab.”
Oh, this metaphor is very appropriate. Peng Bo looks at Heinwei.
There were not many people in the elevator. Just when Feng Wanmei pressed the button, a man came over in a hurry and said, "Wait a moment." Peng Bo immediately stretched out his hand to block the elevator, "Thank you." The other person smiled and nodded.
"Hello, Mr. Xu."
"Who are you?" The other person had a smile on his face, as if he was recalling it angrily. He looked at the corsage on his chest, but he didn't recognize it.
Xu Jiayin!
Last year, the first real estate developed by Evergrande, Jinbi Garden, was sold out in two hours, achieving sales of 80 million. Boss Xu easily took home the first pot of gold, and this year he officially entered the top ten real estate companies in Guangdong...
"Peng Bo." Peng Bo smiled and stretched out his hand, holding it tightly with Xu Jiayin.
The elevator door opened.
"Mr. Peng, Ms. Hei Yinwei, please come to the VIP room here." A waiter wearing a cheongsam came over with a bright face, and the door to the other elevator also opened. Ren Zhiqiang, Wang Jianlin, Feng Lun, Pan Shiyi,
Zhang Xin and others walked out, and Peng Bo nodded in greeting.
"Who is this?" Ren Zhiqiang looked at the young man's back. In his mind, there was no such young leader in the real estate industry.
"Did you also invite the real estate industry in Xiangjiang?" Pan Shiyi smiled and blinked her eyes. Zhang Xin beside her looked at the handsome man and woman, "They are from Time Magazine, right? Aren't the lists going to be published here?
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"Nonsense." Ren Zhiqiang said seriously, "Who do they think they are? Does an American magazine understand China's national conditions? Can they sort out the ranking based on just a few figures from the statements of listed companies?"
Feng Lun smiled and said nothing. Pan Shiyi laughed even harder. Zhang Xin looked at the man who gave Wantong the first piece of land. "Foreign rankings have been around for a long time. I don't think there is anything wrong with it. At least it can reflect
The trends in this industry, Time Magazine, and Forbes are not third-rate tabloids." Forbes, she was referring to Peng Bo's 100 Rich List.
Ren Zhiqiang looked at him and did not tolerate her just because she was a woman. "These magazines have not entered China. They are just discharging them."
Zhang Xin understands his style and is not angry, "At least the impact of this list will be reflected in the stock market. The stocks of companies on the list will definitely rise..."
They discussed, but Peng Bo didn't hear it. In the VIP room, some leaders had arrived. Chen Songpu had also arrived early. He solemnly introduced him and Heinwei to the leaders who came. Of course, he would specially emphasize the words "Times".
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This kind of chat is meaningless, but it is very meaningful. "Mr. Peng, what do you think of China's real estate market?" A leader of the China Real Estate Association asked with a smile.
"Our understanding of this market is also very superficial." In China, we must be humble, and we must lower our posture in front of leaders. "China's real estate is like a chess game."
"Chess game?"
"Yes, the chess game of the five-party game." His identity at this time was to represent Time Magazine, not a reporter from the Shanghai Financial News. He could say something, "The five-party game determines that real estate is cyclical. We believe that for
For the real estate cycle, we look at finance in the short term, land in the medium term, and population in the long term, but in the long, medium and short term, we all have to look at the policies resulting from the five-party game."
"Which five directions?" The leader was very studious. Chen Songpu and Feng Wanmei looked at him intently.
"In this market, the game between temples, localities, real estate companies, banks and home buyers is the core of policy changes... Starting from this year's housing reform, the policy brakes and accelerators will continue to switch, with only two purposes.
:Avoid excessive growth and prevent overcooling and decline..."
It's like a girl waiting for her lover at night: she's afraid that you won't come, but she's also afraid that you'll mess around. How to grasp the rhythm becomes the key for real estate developers to judge the turning point and make big bets on the future..."
Of course, there are still things that Peng Bo did not say. Above the chess game is the balance, compromise and game of the next twenty years, and below the chess game is a generation of Chinese people rushing under the waves of history. Every house, every building
Every door and every window is full of endless ups and downs, joys and sorrows...