Li Changfeng was also shocked by Wei Laisong's words.
Does having money make you so great? I've never heard of installing underfloor heating in a stadium before, let alone using three boilers for heating. Do they know how much coal they burn?
Even if you have money, you can't waste it like this!
The design institute also has to follow the client's requirements! They need to plan the piping and other aspects before construction begins. If they install underfloor heating after the main structure is completed, the cost will be much higher.
The requirements have been stated, and the provincial design institute will provide a framework first. If anything seems unsuitable, there's still time to revise it.
Many design and construction companies never considered that Xing Baohua and his rice company would be short of funds if they launched two or three large projects at the same time, costing three or four hundred billion yuan.
But the person behind Zhang Qizhi couldn't figure out how Xing Baohua's rice business would generate enough profit, and the only way to make a profit was through a bank loan.
They even thought that rice was just the initial capital, and the rest of the money would have to be supported by bank loans to fund these huge projects.
The rice business's revenue is getting better year by year, which is why banks dare to lend them money.
A loan of one billion is just an appetizer. As long as we can establish a connection through this channel, we can get even more next time.
Zhang Qizhi acted as a go-between for two local banks, and he determined that Da Mi was short of money.
Should we give face to the top leader in central Shandong?
Therefore, no company dared to disrespect him, especially since they would send him money in advance.
After much effort, I finally managed to get a meeting with Xing Baohua in the newly built office building in Dami, in the chairman's office.
Zhang Qizhi, accompanied by two local bank presidents and led by An Ranna, arrived at the office.
It was the first time I'd seen such a petite girl, speaking fluent Cantonese-accented Mandarin; I'd thought she was a new secretary.
"Boss Xing isn't in his office!" Zhang Qi asked An Ranna when he entered Xing Baohua's office and saw that no one was there.
"Oh! The colleagues from Ludong Design Institute just came by. General Manager Xing is listening to their design concepts. They'll be here in a bit. Please wait a moment." An Ranna smiled and invited Zhang Zhiqi to sit down, preparing tea and other refreshments.
"Young lady, wait a minute, let me ask you one more question. Which project are the colleagues from the provincial design institute mainly designing?"
"The stadium!"
"How come I didn't know?"
Do you need to know?
These words almost made Zhang Qizhi choke. Such a big thing, and Da Mi didn't even report it to him. Wasn't it agreed that they would bid for it?
How could it be decided inside the box in the blink of an eye?
"It's confirmed that the provincial design institute will design this stadium project. Has the construction company been chosen yet?"
"It seems that the Eighth Engineering Bureau was chosen first, and then the Eighth Engineering Bureau introduced the Provincial Design Institute. Now we've reached the stage of design concept." Anranna told them what she knew so far.
Why would she say that? Of course, it was intentional.
Xie Yingying told her that Xing Baohua didn't like this guy. He was either here to steal the project or to try and get some benefits.
If you cut off his idea directly, he won't bother Xing Baohua anymore.
Zhang Qizhi was a bit dumbfounded. He could choose any design institute, but it would be too painful to let the project slip away.
The guy who came later was after the stadium and the building. Go back and tell him that the stadium was intercepted by the China Eighth Bureau, and he'll definitely give him a scolding.
He could control everything in central Shandong, except for rice.
He's not even as good as Wei Laisong. At least he has a good working relationship with the rice, and their car projects are sold all over the world.
These have become standard models for dog owners in the Middle East.
After waiting for Xing Baohua for about ten minutes, Zhang Qizhi finally met this big boss.
The two bank managers who accompanied him also greeted Xing Baohua warmly.
Xing Baohua didn't let them engage in pretense; he directly asked them why they had come.
"I appreciate Secretary Zhang's kindness. We have plenty of money and are fully capable of starting three or four projects simultaneously, as well as making payments according to the progress and the amount of work completed."
He spoke so confidently, but he clearly didn't want to take out a loan. Even when the two bank managers told him that the interest rates were very low, Xing Baohua remained unmoved.
"If I need a loan, I only work with big banks. When the rice industry was in trouble, it was almost swallowed up by capital, and several domestic banks provided support. Even if I need a loan, I'll go to them. If they can't provide it, HSBC, Citibank, Mitsui, and Morgan Stanley have been working with me for many years. I can ask in the morning and the money will be in my account by the afternoon. With so many favors I have, why would I work with you guys?"
Xing Baohua's words were a direct jab at the two bank managers, leaving them speechless and turning to Zhang Qizhi for an answer.
Zhang Qizhi's face immediately darkened; they really didn't give him any face at all.
Seeing that the loan deal was not going to go through, Zhang Qizhi asked the two bank managers to wait for him outside so he could talk to Xing Baohua alone.
This time, the question isn't about the loan, but rather why Xing Baohua didn't inform him when he chose the construction company.
"As a private enterprise, we have our own autonomy. We decide which company to use to build the rice project. Moreover, we have found a top-notch construction team in China."
"Mr. Xing may have misunderstood me. Didn't you say it was a bidding process? Making a decision beforehand is a bit untrustworthy to the public."
Xing Baohua said expressionlessly, "Isn't there a rice headquarters project? They can participate in that. As for the stadium project, it was introduced by someone with connections. I'm just returning a favor!"
"Does Poly know? I owe Poly a huge favor. They introduced me to China Eighth Engineering Bureau, and I have to give them face. Besides, China Eighth Engineering Bureau is a large enterprise with excellent qualifications and technology. What reason do I have to refuse such a good company?"
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