Initially, they wanted 5,000 mu, but they couldn't resist the persuasion of the village chief Zhao: Even if we help alleviate poverty, can you see that the villagers' pants are exposed and their children can't go to school?
Then let’s say 10,000 acres.
Secretary Li is here again, 40,000 acres, no less!
My God, is there such a forced sale? Is the Communist Party still in power?
Finally, Sun Zongyuan compromised and bought a total of 40,000 mu, with a uniform price of 180 yuan per mu (not counting the 500 mu purchased in the early stage), to be paid in three years: 50 yuan this year, 80 yuan next year, and 100 yuan the year after.
It must be developed by Qianhe Food Factory within ten years and may only be used for industrial, logistics, warehousing, wholesale and retail and other commercial activities. The land use purpose may not be changed, and illegal production may not be carried out.
Ten years, thankfully, is plenty of time, but the land use tax will be no less than 10 yuan per square meter. 40,000 mu, less than 300 million yuan? What a loss! A huge loss!
Have you forgotten which year the land use tax was levied?
The township agricultural office is responsible for coordinating all county, township and village procedures.
Sun Zongyuan couldn't come forward, nor could he stand out. Unexpectedly, he spent money recklessly and was scolded by his wife five times when he got home. What is five times? Five times in a row, isn't that five times?
Do you know what the nine periods are now? Because you are still complaining from time to time.
You are overthinking a simple math problem!
Think about it, the land lease will expire in seventy years. By that time, my son will be seventy-two years old and my grandson will be in his forties. If he dares to sell it, I will jump out of the coffin and beat this bastard grandson so that he won't feel sorry for selling his grandfather's land!
Oh, it seems that the scolding was wrong!
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