"Before I came back, I heard some talk about negotiations at some high-level gatherings in Xiangjiang," Cao Yong said.
"Next year, there are still 15 years left before the Xiangjiang lease expires. It is very likely that the two parties will negotiate first to determine their respective positions and bottom lines, and then decide whether to continue the negotiation or prepare to fight." Sun Weiguo also agreed with Sun Dahai's words.
Sun Dahai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that both of them recognized his words. As the scapegoat's level increased, his authority immediately increased a lot. If he randomly pulled out a classmate's parent, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to do it.
So easy to believe.
Now that they have agreed on the major premise, the rest is easy and they can continue to follow their own ideas.
"Then if this is the case, what does Grandpa Huang mean when he said that the property market will be sold off in the Hong Kong stock market? I don't quite understand. It is my uncle's judgment. Will it continue to rise?" 8-year-old Sun Dahai can have ten
He has the IQ of a 20-year-old, but he cannot have the analytical ability of a 20-year-old. Therefore, he habitually starts to act stupid.
Sun Weiguo grew up under the planned economic system and did not understand the linkage effect caused by changes in market expectations in a free economy, so he looked at Cao Yong.
Cao Yong thought about it seriously and said: "A very reasonable analysis. What Dahai said, although I am not an economics major, I cannot refute this series of developments and changes from all aspects. The future property market and stock market in Xiangjiang will not be refuted.
It is also very likely that Mr. Huang’s judgment will fall. It’s amazing. It’s different for a big leader.”
Sun Dahai quickly corrected his behavior: "Dad, Uncle Xiaoyong, please don't tell others, and don't ask Grandpa Huang. I have violated the principle of confidentiality."
"Don't worry, we won't tell you. But, Dahai, you can't do this again." Dad was worried that Sun Dahai would make mistakes in the future.
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, there is no confidential content here. It can all be analyzed and understood from public information. Dahai, don't worry, we will keep this matter in our hearts." It's okay, Xiaoyong.
My uncle also said the same.
"Uncle Xiaoyong, what should I do with the house my uncle bought if the property market drops?" Sun Dahai began to guide Cao Yong secretly.
"I'm going to call my uncle tomorrow and tell him to prepare to sell the properties in batches and try to get the space before the negotiation news is disclosed. Oh, it's a pity. My uncle and I had already discussed it and planned to buy two houses by the end of the year.
Lisa will live in one apartment and leave another apartment for her parents. When they come to Hong Kong next year, they will have their own house to live in."
"According to what you just said, will house prices rise again after the negotiation is over? Can't you just wait until the negotiation is over before buying a house?" Sun Weiguo is also very clever.
"Yes, if I buy a house then, I can buy it at a lower price and avoid risks. Then when they come to Xiangjiang next year, I can only rent a house for them to live in."
"If your uncle has a lot of houses, why don't you reserve a house with a good location and where it is not easy to lose money and let Uncle Cao and the others live in it first?" Sun Weiguo was very smart at this time.
Sun Dahai quickly asked: "Does my uncle have a store that can open a restaurant? Grandpa Cao went to Xiangjiang. If he can't stay idle, he will probably open his own restaurant."
"I understand. I'll ask uncle Dahai tomorrow. Do you know where I can call Xiangjiang?"
"You can make calls at larger post offices. But Uncle Xiaoyong, I think I'd better take you to the Telegraph Building to make calls. There are many rooms for making calls there, so you don't have to wait in line for a long time."
"Sure, it's up to you. Brother Wei Guo, after the money is ready, will it be remitted back to the capital? How many shares do you want to keep?"
Sun Weiguo didn't understand these things and didn't know how to choose for a while.
Sun Dahai reminded Sun Weiguo: "Dad, my sister-in-law is studying finance. Ask her tomorrow to see if she knows how to handle this money. In addition, Uncle Xiaoyong, I heard from Grandpa Huang that the country is now particularly open to foreign investment.
It’s an investment in Xiangjiang, and it can provide many preferential policies, right?”
"Yes, the preferential treatment provided by the government is very strong. It's just that businessmen in Xiangjiang are afraid that mainland policies will change, so they don't dare to invest."
"You said that my family's money is half of the shares in my uncle's factory, and the other half belongs to my uncle?"
"Not entirely, my uncle accounts for 40%, and the other 10% was left to my mother in my grandfather's will. However, she has not yet arrived in Xiangjiang and cannot sign to receive it. It is currently in my name and is managed by my uncle.
The assets now have two parts: Zhengji Printing Factory is valued at about 2 million US dollars, and the real estate investment is currently about 6 million US dollars, of which there are not many shops, so they are only worth 1 million US dollars."
"How is uncle's factory?"
"It's not bad, business and profits are relatively stable. But Xiangjiang is only so big, and big customers have fixed up and down lines. Generally, they can't get involved, so there aren't many development opportunities. However, this factory has been the life of the master and his uncle.
With their hard work, they have always hoped to develop the factory. This time when I returned to the mainland, my uncle also told me to pay more attention and see if there are any opportunities."
"Okay, I understand. Let's do this. Tomorrow morning, Grandpa Huang and I will make an appointment to go to the hospital to accompany him. I will inquire about the policy and briefly talk to him about our family's situation to see if he can do anything good.
Suggestion. I will come back in the afternoon and tell you the news I have learned. Uncle Xiaoyong, don’t rush to call me tomorrow. We have discussed it clearly before telling him."
"What Dahai said makes sense. Xiaoyong, you sleep in today and have a good rest. Tomorrow morning you talk to Uncle Cao and the others. I will try to take leave in the afternoon and come back early, and we will talk about it together as a family."
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In the early morning, Sun Dahai quietly got up for morning exercises without disturbing the sleeping Cao Yong. When he came back, some people in the family had already gotten up. To Sun Dahai's surprise, Sun Yuanyuan also got up. She was wearing a small cotton-padded jacket and was squatting in the kitchen.
Gargling beside a cement pool.
Sun Dahai went to his grandma's house to get money and food stamps. He came out and spoke to his grandma and Chef Cao, asking them to cook millet porridge. Then he went to the grain store in the alley to buy breakfast. Behind him, he naturally washed up.
The little tail of Sun Yuanyuan is completed.
In 1981, if people in the city wanted to eat breakfast, in addition to making it at home, there were only grain stores and a few state-owned restaurants selling breakfast, or they could eat it in the canteens of various units. In this era, there were very few licensed private restaurants.
, the private breakfast stalls that filled the streets like those in later generations did not exist.
The breakfast business in the grain store is very good. It starts selling at around 6 o'clock every morning and sells it until 9 o'clock. There is always a queue.
Sun Dahai and his sister stood in the queue, constantly saying hello to the people around them. The people queuing up to buy breakfast, and the people passing by the grain store on their way to work were basically all neighbors. They only differed in terms of distance.
Sun Dahai took some time out and asked Sun Yuanyuan: "Gungun, why did you get up so early this morning?"
Sun Yuanyuan pouted her little mouth and said aggrievedly: "Aunt Xiaoyue said she was thirsty in the morning, and she got up to help her pour water, which woke me up. I couldn't fall asleep anymore, so I got up with my aunt."
"Poor Gungun," Sun Dahai casually comforted his sister: "If you hold on for a few more months, you will have your own room."
"Is it my own room?" my sister asked happily.
Damn it, Sun Dahai covered his mouth and let it slip again.