Chapter 760
The fat boy took the bowl of soup, but didn't drink it in a hurry. Instead, he gently stirred the soup with a spoon, frowning slightly:
"Mr. Wang, this soup is indeed delicious, but the Zhucheng you just mentioned..."
The ending tone was long, hanging in the air like the dark clouds outside the window.
Wang Dachui's smile froze, and he quickly picked up a piece of golden fried snake and put it on Little Fatty's plate.
"Try this one, it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It's made from the fattiest middle part of the king cobra."
The snake meat was crispy and fragrant when put into the mouth. The little fat brother squinted his eyes and savored it carefully, feeling the delicious juice oozing out from the meat fibers with the tip of his tongue.
He deliberately ignored the conversation and slowly picked up another piece.
Wang Dachui couldn't wait any longer and took out a document and pushed it over:
"Boss Pan, this is the latest Zhucheng planning map I got through my connections. Although it was drawn based on the leader's description, it's said to be pretty close to the original plan.
Especially the area by the sea, if it is to be developed into a tourist attraction, it will be like Gui City in the future, attracting not only tourists from our country but also many foreigners.
Now that real estate policies have been relaxed, it's a great opportunity to invest in production. We need to seize the opportunity while prices remain low."
Little Fatty put down his chopsticks and opened the folder.
On the drawing, a large area of Zhucheng's coastline is circled in red and marked with the words "International Tourist Resort".
He glanced at the densely packed planning instructions, but in his mind he was thinking about Su Miao's analysis.
As far as the market is concerned, the policies have indeed been relaxed a lot now, so it is not impossible to go.
But according to Miaomiao, it is still in the early stages of Zhucheng's real estate development, and it will not become popular overnight until early next year when there are major moves from above.
At that time, investors from all over the country will flock there, just like the Shenzhen Stock Exchange before, attracting a lot of funds.
The popularity has not yet risen and the land price is still cheap. It would be a bargain for Wang Dachui to go at this time. It would be terrible if he really made money.
No! We should delay it as long as possible. It would be best if we could delay it for another six months. Then the best time would come.
Miaomiao's plan was to make him disagree with the shift in business focus as a shareholder, and then wait until Wang Dachui became impatient and use all his remaining personal assets to buy out his shares.
Afterwards, Wang Dachui took a gamble and put all the company's capital into the Zhucheng project. A year later, the bubble burst, and Wang Dachui was back to the pre-liberation era overnight.
Oh, that’s not right. Wang Dachui also owns a leather factory. Then he will have to ask for a higher price at that time. It would be best if Wang Dachui could sell the leather factory to raise money.
The fat boy closed the document and tapped his fingertips lightly on the gold-stamped cover.
A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, making his profile flicker.
He sighed, with just the right amount of worry in his voice:
"Mr. Wang, I don't mean to discourage you. I've noticed the market in Zhucheng for a long time. I even went there to investigate last year and had some contact with the government leaders there..."
When Wang Dachui heard that he had already established contact with his leader, he couldn't hide his anticipation at all:
"Oh my! As expected of Mr. Pan, his network is vast! Now that we're all connected, wouldn't it be a natural progression for us to move over there and develop further?"
"Listen to it first. It was that inspection trip that made me give up the idea of investing. Although it's a city, it's so small, and its permanent population is less than that of a strong county.
There's no industrial base, no particularly prominent pillar industries, most fishermen are individual traders, and there are typhoons every year... Tsk tsk tsk, how can such a market be stable?
Although Wang Dachui was going to be dragged into this, what Little Fatty said were all from the bottom of his heart and were real problems that existed in Zhucheng.
Originally, this was Su Miao's sincere advice when he suggested him to do real estate. After learning more about it, he also agreed 100% with Su Miao's analysis. In short, he had no intention of investing in Zhucheng.
The atmosphere in the private room was a little tense. The waiter stood at the door with the newly served steamed grouper, feeling caught in a dilemma.
Wang Dachui said unwillingly, "Boss Pan, cities need to develop. Look at Shenzhen. Wasn't it also a small fishing village before? How is it now?
Although I lost most of my savings there, I have to admit that the place has indeed developed.
Sometimes, whether a place can rise depends on whether its policies are strong. I think Zhucheng is a bit like Shenzhen in the past. If we go there now, we will be the first to eat meat. "
"Shenzhen is next to the port city, otherwise it wouldn't have been chosen. What is Zhucheng next to? The eye of the typhoon?" The fat boy smiled and shook his head.
The company's financial director gritted his teeth and tried to smooth things over: "Mr. Pan, I've also inquired about it. Zhucheng is currently making great efforts to attract investment..."
The fat boy sneered and picked up a piece of fish belly meat:
"The reason they're so aggressive is because they're short of money, so they're sending more people to build it. Now I'm worried about whether they can really develop given their weak foundation."
By then, we have invested money and manpower, and have also delayed the market in Nanning. If they can't pull it up, won't we lose both the watermelon and the sesame seeds?
Mr. Wang, I think we should be cautious about this. We're already doing quite well in Nancheng. If you keep working hard, maybe in a few years, Shunfa Real Estate will be on par with Anye Real Estate."
Wang Dachui's forehead was covered with sweat, and he was busy pouring tea for Little Fatty:
"The market in Nancheng is too stable. Now more and more people are doing this. It would be better to open up a new market to make more money."
The fat guy chuckled. "Isn't it good to have a stable business? Anyway, as a shareholder of Shunfa, I don't agree with developing the Zhucheng business."
He picked up the teacup and took a sip, watching the tea leaves swirling at the bottom of the cup.
After a deliberate silence for a moment, he slowly spoke: "How about this, wait until the end of the year when the project payment from Yongcheng arrives, and then we can talk again?"
Wang Dachui originally wanted to use Mr. Pan’s relationship, but after hearing his evaluation of the Zhucheng market, he felt disappointed.
But now that he hadn't said anything final, he raised his glass as if he had been pardoned:
"Okay, okay! I'm relieved by your words. It doesn't hurt to wait a little longer. Maybe the policy will be clear by then."
Suddenly there was a loud thunder outside the box, and a summer rainstorm came pouring down.
Little Fatty looked at the winding water marks on the glass and remembered what he had said before: Zhucheng will be on fire at the latest next year.
When the dinner ended, the rain got heavier.
Wang Dachui personally held an umbrella and helped the little fat guy who pretended to be drunk into the driver's car. His shoulders were wet by the rain.
"Mr. Wang, please stay." The fat boy looked at Wang Dachui's nodding and bowing figure through the rain curtain.
He rolled up the car window and took the dry towel handed to him by the driver, Lao Chen. He wiped his face casually and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The black car drove away from the hotel, and the wipers drew regular arcs on the windshield.
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