Phi-Fic Chapter 121 Yangcheng Investment Promotion Conference
Chapter 121 Yangcheng Investment Promotion Conference
In the 1980s, the south served as an economic pilot province, and many educated youth who returned to the city started to engage in free business. The economy was like a thriving seed, bursting with powerful vitality.
The country began to vigorously support economic development, greatly reduced financial support for the military, and the military began to undergo large-scale demobilization.
The head follows the butt. As the chief of the military region, Song Changzhou, a man who has never seen a ten-yuan note in his hand for years, has to worry about the jobs of hundreds of thousands of people under him.
There is no way the country does not have enough financial resources to support the military, and developing the economy is the general trend.
The army cannot sit and wait for state funding, otherwise others will eat the meat while they drink the soup. This is not Song Changzhou's style.
He must eat meat, and he must eat it in big mouthfuls. His troops are not cowards who would watch others eat meat while they drink soup.
Make money! Must make money!
But where can I get the money?
His subordinates introduced several local bosses, saying that they could cooperate with the army to establish a military-civilian enterprise.
The main business is to make building materials for real estate. To put it bluntly, it's just digging river sand. This thing has almost no cost. A broken boat and some simple equipment are enough. The profit is huge!
However, the competition for territory is fierce, and certificates need to be obtained, which costs a lot of money for all parties. The most important thing is that it is easy for gangs to rob each other, so it is difficult to do so without some connections.
If you have the support of the army, you can make a lot even if the profit is 60% to 40%. The most important thing is safety.
Song Changzhou had dinner with a few people, but he rejected it.
He looked down on that kind of business, not because he looked down on the money, but because he wanted to make long-term plans.
Those small bosses didn't have much money either, their total was only over two million.
Accountant Lin looked at him coldly. It was 2.8 million, not more than 2 million.
If you still don't like this, why don't you go to heaven?
Song Changzhou wants a bottom line of five million, with no upper limit.
"How much money do we have left in our account?" Song Changzhou looked at Lin Huiji expectantly with his eyes wide open.
"Three hundred and eighty thousand! Don't look at me like that. I can't make any money out of it even if you look at me like that." The chief's eyes were too hot, and this balding middle-aged man couldn't stand it.
"Hiss" Song Changzhou couldn't help but take a breath, "Mr. Duo?"
"Only 380,000 left?"
For him, 380,000 yuan is like having no rice to cook, and his family will not be able to make ends meet.
"There are still five days left in this month, so let's just hold out for as long as we can."
"So I tell you not to think that Boss Renma's money is too hot to handle. Sooner or later you will have to let it go." Accountant Lin knows how to appeal to people's emotions and reason with them.
Song Changzhou rubbed his face and took a deep breath, "Don't say anything for now, let me think about it carefully."
"Oh my! My great leader, what are you still considering? Is it because the money is not enough and the people are not enthusiastic enough?"
"It's Boss Ma's appearance that makes me unable to swallow... What a mess, just speak nicely!" Song Changzhou turned hostile without any hesitation, what the hell is this?
"If you don't like sand mining, what do you want to do?" Accountant Lin rolled his eyes almost as brightly as his bald head, super clean.
"I don't know either! I just want to choose a business that can make money and last forever. I can't imagine it lasting a hundred years, but forty or fifty years is no problem!" Song Changzhou said in a loud voice, "What do you think? Do you have any ideas?"
"I don't dare to have this idea! How about making food? As long as there are people in the world, they have to eat, right? This thing can be made for forty or fifty years, not to mention until the earth explodes. At least if we can't sell it, we still have so many mouths to feed!" Accountant Lin dared to think and speak.
After all, his relationship with the leader is different from others.
How can a creditor see that the debtor is weak?
"Okay, get out now!" Song Changzhou waved his hand weakly.
Tired of heart!
After approving the document, Song Changzhou asked his secretary to take it away, then took out a newspaper and started reading.
Suddenly, a piece of news caught my eye: "China's first investment promotion conference will be held in Guangzhou. Friendly businessmen from all over the world will gather in Guangzhou."
The following are the names of several big entrepreneurs. Aren’t these the God of Wealth?
It’s like giving you a pillow just when you fall asleep.
"Xiao Wang, go get Accountant Lin."
When Accountant Lin came running over and saw the chief looking at him excitedly, the two of them looked at each other and confirmed that the money was coming.
"Withdraw 5,000 yuan from my account first. I'm going on a long trip." After Song Changzhou said this, Accountant Lin's face fell.
"Aren't you going to cooperate with Boss Ma? You still want money?!" Accountant Lin couldn't accept it. This made the family, which was not rich to begin with, even worse off.
"Why don't you pay off the money you owe first? There's still a thousand left..."
"Look! Look!" Song Changzhou handed the newspaper to Accountant Lin's face.
Accountant Lin held the newspaper away with disdain, then lowered his head to read softly, "The Chinese football team left Guangzhou for Singapore?"
faint!
Song Changzhou was so angry that his nose was wheezing. He pointed at the newspaper with his hand and said, "Look at this!"
"Attracting investment! This...?" Accountant Lin looked at Song Changzhou like an idiot.
"These are all gods of wealth! Let's go and see if we can get one over here. Hurry and have someone buy me a ticket. I'm going to Guangzhou, the sooner the better. The investment fair is next week, and I need to get a good seat so I can make a great contribution!"
"Who would you take with you when you go begging? What if you can't beg for alms? Wouldn't all the money be wasted?" Accountant Lin was worried! He counted the bills day after day, and the money kept decreasing. Their money didn't come from the wind, but it was definitely taken away by a tornado.
Why does Accountant Lin have no hair on his head?
"What a joke! There's a mountain I can't conquer? I'm giving you a military order now. Even if I have to kidnap someone, I'm going to kidnap one of you!" Song Changzhou's bright almond-shaped eyes made people dare not look directly at him.
"Not only do I want people to come, I also want to find the one with the thickest waist and the richest money." Song Changzhou raised his hand and clenched his fist in front of Accountant Lin.
Do you have anything else to add? "Song Changzhou was in a good mood, looking at Accountant Lin's bald head, he felt sorry for him.
Accountant Lin touched his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "It's best to find someone who's good-looking."
"Lao Lin! Lao Lin! I didn't expect you to be such a vulgar person! Extremely vulgar! I'm not criticizing you, ah! Don't judge a person by appearance. We're looking for partners, not partners. Why do you always talk about appearance?"
Song Changzhou said with great sorrow.
"What if the rich singer turns out to be a demon with fangs and a green face, and his words are as loud as thunder? Shouldn't we just invite him? Whether it's Fauvism, Abstractionism, or Wilderness, we must influence them with love. Where's your professional ethics?"
Accountant Lin sneered. He couldn't bring himself to eat anymore. He glanced at Song Changzhou with some disdain. "I'm just worried about you! I'm afraid you're not eating well and have a stomachache!"