"It is said that an old man is sick, and your grandfather asked me to take a look at him." Fang Jun said.
"What? I want you to see a doctor? Are you a doctor?" Wang Heping was speechless when he heard this.
Does his grandfather have Alzheimer's disease?
Even if you ask for a doctor, you won't find someone like this. This guy looks a few years younger than me...
"Yeah, is there something wrong?" Fang Jun asked.
"Really or not? Just you, a doctor?" Wang Heping was unwilling to believe that Fang Jun would be a doctor...
"Believe it or not." Fang Jun rolled his eyes and said.
"How old are you? Well, even if you are a doctor, you shouldn't be practicing in the hospital now? Why is my grandfather so crazy? He asks you to treat people, and he is not afraid of putting them in trouble..." Wang Heping Crow Crow
Mouth.
"Forget it, I tell you, you don't understand. Has your grandpa come back? If he does, ask him. Do you think I want to come here?" Fang Jun shook his head.
If your grandfather hadn't made the patient look like a founding hero, he wouldn't have bothered to come here...
"He? He hasn't come back yet, and I don't know if he can come back tonight. Come on, let's go in first," Wang Heping said.
"Let's go." Fang Jun nodded after hearing this.
"By the way, have you eaten? If not, let's eat something together?" Wang Heping said.
"No, I ate roast duck in Quanjude." Fang Jun shook his head.
"Haha, this is my first time in Beijing. When I first came here, I also went to Quanjude to eat roast duck." Wang Heping said with a smile.
"Well, it's your first time here. What are you doing in the capital?" Fang Jun asked.
"Me? I don't have anything to do. I just came here to run some business." Wang Heping waved his hands, and when he talked about this, he felt a little uninterested...
"Running business? You are Chairman Wang's grandson, why don't you become a civil servant? Civil servants are so popular." Fang Jun asked doubtfully.
"Civil servants? Ordinary civil servants, they are like grandsons in dealing with people every day. Even if they become officials, there are still people above them to take care of them. I won't go there. What's so good about being an official? It's nothing compared to doing business.
If you want money, you need people, you can be free and easy, and you don't have to be restrained by others..." Wang Heping said disdainfully, as if he hated the word civil servant...
Fang Jun doesn't understand this...
In Yuncheng, the old Fang family doesn't count. After all, they do some business and have some money, so their life is pretty good.
But for many families, if a civil servant is born in the family, it is a big deal. No matter how difficult it is, you have to work in a state-owned enterprise or an enterprise or institution, so that you can have a formal job...
If you don’t have these things to back it up, it will be embarrassing to tell anyone. Even if you tell someone about your partner, people will not be willing to see you...
"No, I think civil servants are quite good. They have a good status. Although the salary is low, there are subsidies from other places. I should live a pretty good life." Fang Jun said.
"Tch, if you don't have great ambitions, how can you compare with me? Being an official is the most boring thing. My grandfather and my father were both officials. They are very boring." Wang Heping shook his head.
"Okay, what business are you running in the capital?" Fang Jun asked.
"Don't mention it anymore. When my grandfather was still in the position of secretary, I bought a piece of land on the edge of the capital. Now I see the price is rising. Some people are so jealous that they want to get it back for me. What a fool.
It would be nice if my grandpa could stay later..." Wang Heping cursed.
Fang Jun nodded when he heard this. It was obvious that the land obtained by Young Master Wang was probably through a shortcut through a surrogate relationship. His grandfather was the secretary of the provincial party committee at the time, and everyone gave him face, so the land was given to him.
However, the price of land has increased too fast now, and Wang Jinjun has also stepped down from the position of secretary of the provincial party committee and became chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. Some people are jealous of his land and want to take it back from him...
"Are you engaged in real estate?" Fang Jun asked.
"That's right." Wang Heping nodded.
"Those who engage in real estate are all rich people. Now the housing prices have gone crazy..." Fang Jun praised.
Not to mention anything else, just in Yuncheng, a small unknown third- and fourth-tier city, the housing prices are around 7,000 to 8,000 yuan in a good location. In places like Beijing and Haishi, the prices are even more exaggerated.
Yes, just a shabby house, with an area of about 100 square meters, costs 5 to 6 million. This is not a house that normal people can afford...
Besides the demolished households, who can afford it, including businessmen, corporate executives, corrupt officials, etc.?
Ordinary people’s salary is only four to five thousand yuan a month, which is only fifty or sixty thousand a year. It takes a hundred years of work without food or water to afford a house. Do you think such housing prices are fucked up...
"You're right. In China, no matter what kind of business we do now, it's better to enclose land and build houses. The second most important thing is those who speculate in real estate!"
"Some people spent millions to invest in industries, but after a few years, instead of making any money, they actually lost money. And some people spent millions to buy a few houses, and after a few years
, it’s more than doubled..." Wang Heping said.
Fang Jun nodded when he heard this. Their family is an example. The house they bought for one or two million a long time ago is now worth eight million, and the money their factory has made in the past few years is not even half of the increase in house price.
How many...
"Haha, so, Wang Heping, you are a big capitalist!" Fang Jun said with a smile.
"What kind of big capitalist am I? The Haishi Wang family is the real capital giant. They are the richest man in China. I am just making some hard-earned money." Wang Heping said modestly.
"Is this your hard-earned money? Then the working people can go to hell..." Fang Jun couldn't help but said speechlessly.
"Now that you have said it, they are the working people. If they do not work or suffer, how can they become the people? My grandfather was also the secretary of the provincial party committee after all. Although he did not let me do things under his banner, in Han Dynasty
Dong Province, as long as I show my identity, how many people are there who don’t show their face?"
"So, I don't belong to the working people, hahaha..." Wang Heping laughed.
Damn it, you are indeed not a member of the working class, you are a third-generation official...
"Okay, so has the problem of your land been solved?" Fang Jun asked.
"It's a waste of time. Someone is interested in me. I'm looking for someone to support me, but there are not many connections. It's really not working out. I'm already planning to give up and go back to Handong Province. Although my grandfather has retreated to the second line, Han
The officials in Eastern Province will give me some face..." Wang Heping shook his head gently.
It seems that this third-generation official does not have everything...
"Oh, by the way, are you busy tomorrow?" Wang Heping asked.
"Tomorrow? It's okay. It mainly depends on whether your grandpa calls me." Fang Jun shook his head.
"It's okay. If the old man doesn't give you any news, I will take you to a good place to play. Anyway, you have nothing to do..." Wang Heping said.
Fang Jun was stunned when he heard this. This guy is quite warm-hearted. He actually wanted to take him out to play... (To be continued)