"Hmm." Xing Baohua nodded. He couldn't talk about this casually, since he hadn't experienced it himself, so he could only nod in agreement.
"But some people are just insatiable and insist on making exorbitant demands. Our job is indeed quite difficult," Director Min said.
"It would be best if both sides could resolve this peacefully." Xing Baohua spoke without thinking, since it wasn't him who spent the money on these things. According to the shareholding agreement, the local government should handle the land and infrastructure matters.
After looking around, it was just like this: large equipment for digging ditches, bulldozers leveling the ground, and more than a dozen dump trucks speeding along the road, causing dust to fly everywhere.
“When foreign guests come, you should send a few water trucks to spray water during operations to prevent dust from flying. They have to cover their noses when they get out of the car, so wearing a mask is pointless,” Xing Baohua suggested.
"Okay, I'll pass the notification on as soon as possible," Director Min replied after making a note of it.
After the visit, Xing Baohua returned to the hotel, while Xie Yingying asked for leave to go home.
This one has to be fake.
Xing Baohua stood at the hotel window, looking out at the city, which seemed to be developing at a high speed, with tower cranes and construction everywhere.
It is estimated that the name "Oriental Pearl" will be officially adopted in a few years.
A short while later, Director Min arrived again. This time, it wasn't on official business, but because Xing Baohua had previously asked him to help find a small villa near the Bund.
There's a suitable one right now: a three-story house with a yard. It's very spacious, with a building area of over 3,000 square meters and a yard that's nearly 10,000 square meters in total.
This is Shanghai! It's rare to see such a large area. If it were twenty or thirty years from now, it would cost hundreds of millions to acquire.
So the group went to see the house in a large group.
Director Min also asked where Xiao Xie had gone, and Xing Baohua said that he had just been given leave and was going home to visit his family.
The villa's original owner was a rooster from the country, and it changed hands several times afterward. During a special period, it was confiscated by the government, and later it was returned to its last owner.
I learned from Director Min that the homeowner's surname was Fei, and his ancestors never mentioned it, but that implied he came from a bad family.
Goodness, only those with good family backgrounds can afford to live in this house; even back then, they couldn't afford it!
"Fei Xuanyi teaches at No. 2 Middle School. He's about to retire and wants to go overseas to live with his children." Director Min led Xing Baohua to the location and began to introduce the villa to Xing Baohua.
"Teachers living in such nice houses, there must be a lot of gossip!" Xing Baohua asked.
"They were more shrewd in their younger years, but now they've become more easygoing. They can only envy those who live in such big houses in Shanghai. They can't get their hands on any gossip," Director Min said with a slight smile.
Upon entering, one can see that this Western-style building has not been repaired for several years, with many parts dilapidated and damaged, and the courtyard is also very messy.
Director Min called out to Lao Fei a few times. Only after hearing a response did he ask Xing Baohua to continue forward.
Xing Baohua waved his hand behind him, indicating that no one else needed to go in; he would just bring one guard with him.
Old Fei, wearing thick glasses, greeted Director Min with a smile, saying, "Director Min! Hello, hello!"
"This is General Manager Xing, the one I told you about wanting a Western-style house. He'll be coming to Shanghai to work in a while." Director Min introduced Xing Baohua to the other party without mentioning his identity.
The landlord invited them inside to talk.
Xing Baohua thought the sofa was nice, but the style was a bit outdated and some parts were peeling.
After sitting down, I felt quite comfortable.
"Tell Mr. Xing how much he's willing to pay. If it's a good price, he can buy it. If not, I'll introduce him to other options," Director Min, acting as the middleman, said to both parties.
The homeowner, Mr. Fei, made a V-shaped hand gesture and said, "Eight hundred thousand. I mainly need to exchange it for US dollars before going abroad. The bank doesn't give me enough, so I have to exchange some on the black market, where the price is higher."
Xing Baohua frowned slightly and asked, "Eight hundred thousand US dollars."
Director Min quickly said, "He's talking about the national currency. Eight hundred thousand US dollars is an astronomical price."
If Director Min hadn't intervened so quickly, Xing Baohua would have agreed.
When he frowned just now, he felt that $800,000 was a bit cheap. Officially, it would only be a little over four million yuan.
Four million yuan can only buy a small apartment in Shanghai.
Director Min intervened, and the price was reduced by more than half.
"When can we sign the contract?" Xing Baohua asked quickly. This kind of good thing is hard to come by, and we have to settle down as soon as possible.
“I don’t care, just name a time,” the landlord said.
Xing Baohua turned to Director Min and said, "Help me find a lawyer to draft a contract and arrange the import."
Then he turned to the landlord and asked, "Do you want US dollars or both Chinese currency?"
"It would be best if you had US dollars, so I wouldn't have to go and exchange them."
"Give me your overseas account, the contract will be signed, and the money will be in place."
"I haven't even left yet, have you? Bring me my overseas account, are you going to give me cash?"
“If I give you cash, can you take it out? Don’t you have children outside? You must have a bank account; you can just transfer the money to them,” Xing Baohua said.
"This is my money. What if they don't give it to me after I transfer it to them?"
Xing Baohua was speechless. If he didn't even trust his own children, what else was there to say?
“There are two foreign banks in Shanghai, HSBC and Standard Chartered. They stopped operating during a special period and resumed business in the early 1980s. I can tell you’re a big shot. Help me open a passbook there so I can withdraw money outside,” said Mr. Fei.
HSBC is located in such a large building complex on the Bund, which is also a tourist attraction. I saw it when I came here, and it's very close to here.
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