Chapter 373 Prelude Sounds
In the 1980s, with the rapid development of the urban economy, the gap in infrastructure funds also brought tremendous pressure to the municipal government.
Most of the land in Pengcheng is sold free of charge to large enterprises for setting up factories.
Over time, the budget has been unable to make ends meet, and the funding gap problem needs to be solved urgently.
When the head of the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone held a symposium with foreign businessmen, he learned that 15% or more of the port city's fiscal revenue came from land.
In November last year, Pengcheng sent an inspection team to Hong Kong to study relevant materials.
To get from Pengcheng to Gangcheng, one has to cross the Luohu Railway Bridge. After a 10-day inspection, a three-page inspection report was finally submitted at the end of December.
After reading it, the top leader thought carefully and decided to take a bigger step.
Under the new land management system of the Pengcheng Special Economic Zone introduced in July 1987, the right to use land can be transferred, leased or mortgaged within a certain contract period.
There will certainly be different opinions at the symposium held from October 6th to 9th.
Any differences had to be resolved, so a debate began on the spot.
How can land enter the market for circulation?
Someone even brought out Das Kapital on the spot, saying:
"Ladies and Gentlemen, there is a sentence in Volume 3, page 701 of Capital:
Rent is the peculiar economic expression of land ownership.”
Lin Xiaotong and Xie Yi sat in the back and listened patiently, writing down key words in their notebooks from time to time.
She agrees with this. Land is an important part of economic development, and it would be a huge loss to sell it for free.
“If we sell land, how can we ensure fair competition?”
"Why not just follow international practice and hold a public auction?"
"There has to be a time limit for the right of use, right?"
"Maybe 70 years?"
"That's too long, let's just say 50 years."
It is equivalent to the time a worker spends his entire life in a factory.
"It's enough to manage a piece of land well for 50 years."
After the meeting, Xie Yi followed the leader of the Land and Resources Bureau, waved his hand, and left with his notebook.
He glanced at the top of his leader's shiny and shining head, touched his own head, and sighed.
I have to work overtime when I get home, so I'll have some black sesame seeds to replenish my energy.
Lin Xiaotong still has to discuss the land transfer contract.
The introduction of the concept of "housing property rights" includes the government issuing property rights certificates to land developers and personal property rights certificates to house residents.
The draft contract contains very detailed terms, such as specifying the location and quantity of water and electricity access.
And try to upgrade from "three connections and one leveling" to "seven connections and one leveling".
As the participants returned one after another, the Shenzhen government had already begun preparing to put the project into practice, and the land bidding was expected to be scheduled for early December.
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Chengzi used a small comb to comb Zhima's hair: "Mom, why is Dad so busy lately?"
The tone was a little unhappy.
In the past, the Xie family would have a family dinner every week, go out to play or eat together.
Lin Xiaotong had just returned from classes and received this month's pay slip. After reading it, she rolled it up and put it away.
"Your dad is busy working overtime lately."
"Well, it's been hard work, my Lord."
Orange sighed, and Big Orange pushed Sesame away with his butt, and lay obediently on the ground waiting for the two-legged beast's grooming service.
"Of course, your grandparents are so busy every day."
Orange nodded. She still felt that being a child was better. Classwork was much easier than work.
Sometimes she would look through her mother's thick English books and the thick stack of manuscript paper her father used to write reports.
It’s more interesting to look at my grandparents’ account books.
Gao Xiulan has recently started selling down jackets again. The prices are high and the profits are high.
I can sell at least a few pieces a day, which is much better than sitting idle at home.
We now take turns doing the housework. Orange is old enough now and can clean up the things in his own little room by himself.
Everyone is a part of the family, and housework is certainly not the responsibility of just one person.
Although Xie Yi is so busy, he is always the last one to take a shower at night, and he also takes care of the laundry for the whole family.
The only two people in the Xie family who can stop doing housework are the two cats.
Zhima and Xie Dajiao have the best relationship, and when Mr. Cat is in a good mood, he will help carry slippers back to the house.
Gao Xiulan came back pushing a tricycle, followed by Xie Dajiao.
"Dad, Mom, we're back."
After Lin Xiaotong got home, she first lit the coal stove, boiled a pot of hot water, and roasted a few sweet potatoes on the stove.
I added some boiled water to the hot tea, handed it to them, and they both drank it in one gulp.
The door was closed and it was warm inside.
Gao Xiulan sat on a chair and drank some warm water to quench her thirst.
"Business is really good today."
She was dressed warmly and didn't feel cold at all outside.
A storefront in a small courtyard near Peking University has been cleaned up. We can move in in a few days after the smell gets out of the way.
Gao Xiulan happened to be next to Zhang Dazui Stationery Store, so she went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to get a certificate, so she didn't have to fight guerrilla warfare anymore.
In addition to the school, there are many hutong neighbors nearby, so it is still a good market.
Gao Xiulan has already thought it through. When the time comes, she will use a dual-cassette recorder to play "A Fire in Winter" and "Clouds of Hometown" at the door.
She just couldn't believe that no one came in.
The main reason is that more and more people are flocking to the night market to set up stalls, and sometimes the stalls are even set up in the middle of the road.
We have been complained about several times by the surrounding residents, and the angry ones even started quarreling, which was very unpleasant.
Gao Xiulan thought about it and decided to move to another place. Besides, this house belonged to her family, so she didn't have to worry about the landlord raising the rent at will, which was very safe.
The factory has received quite a lot of small orders recently, and Xie Da Jiao is so busy that he has no time to polish small woodworking gadgets.
"I heard from Lamei that a Western restaurant seems to be opening on Qianmen Street. Should we go and join in the fun?"
Gao Xiulan peeled a sweet potato and ate it, then wiped her hands and thought about what she had heard today.
It was just right for the family to go out for a meal.
"I'm back. Is everyone home?"
Xie Yi pushed the door open and came in. Lin Xiaotong looked up and found that he had not brought a bag back today, which was rare.
Xie Da Jiao tilted his mouth and said, "Hey, aren't you busy today?"
Xie Yi shuddered, touched the goose bumps on his arms, and his eyebrows raised.
"Comrade Xie, could you please speak properly?"
Orange burst out laughing, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law couldn't help laughing either.
Lin Xiaotong handed over a sweet potato and jokingly said, "Don't you have to write a report today?"
Xie Yi sat down next to her and waved his hand: "I'm done with my work for now. I'm free these few days anyway.
By the way, didn’t you just say you wanted to go to a Western restaurant? Go ahead, I’ll treat you!
Without the pressure of overtime, even eating sweet potatoes tastes delicious.
Gao Xiulan was naturally happy that her son was treating her and she didn't have to pay out of her own pocket.
"That's what you said. I remember the name was something chicken?"
Orange raised his hand and answered: "Oh, it's KFC!"
Lin Xiaotong was a little surprised: "KFC? When will it open?"
I kept seeing advertisements in newspapers some time ago, but I didn’t pay attention to the specific opening time.
Xie Da Jiao replied: "The 12th of this month."
Xie Yi glanced at the calendar on the wall: "Isn't that tomorrow?"
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