After the agency rights of Shenzhen Motorcycle were finalized, Teng Kang was very happy and insisted on treating everyone, so he took Wan Feng, Zhang Shiqian, Han Guangjia and Yang Jianguo to a restaurant outside SEG for lunch.
"Brother Zhang, when can I sell the motorcycle?" Teng Kang asked while waiting for food.
He was eager to take over the motorcycle and start acting as an agent right away.
"Don't worry! You need at least a warehouse of several hundred square meters. When my truck arrives to deliver your motorcycle, you must immediately organize the manpower to unload it. My truck can't wait for you here, because my fleet of trucks will leave for Beiliao immediately after unloading the goods, and there can't be any delay. It doesn't matter if you have a warehouse or not. You are a wholesaler, and your main job is to deliver goods to retailers, not to sell them yourself."
"Then I'll find a warehouse right away."
"You have to find a safe place for the warehouse. Each car costs six or seven thousand. If you lose one, ten cars will be sold in vain."
It is not easy to find a place of several hundred square meters in Shenzhen, unless you go to those undeveloped areas, so safety is naturally a very important factor.
"I have finished my business. Now let's talk about why you came to Shenzhen." Seeing that Teng Kang had no problems, Zhang Shiqian began to ask his questions.
"Didn't I come here last summer? I sent Yu Jiadong here then. He wants to develop his career here. He and a comrade from the Guang family have set up an engineering company in Shenzhen to do some construction. To do construction, you need land. There's a land auction going on the 20th. I'm here to help him buy two plots of land. I'm representing the bank that's responsible for paying for it."
So that's what happened. Zhang Shiqian's eyes rolled around for a long time.
He really wanted to get involved, but when he thought about how he knew nothing about infrastructure, he gave up the idea.
After lunch, Teng Kang started to prepare a warehouse to store the motorcycles. Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Zhang Shiqian took a taxi back to Dongguan.
Two days later, it was time for the government to convene the meeting.
The meeting place is in the building of Shenzhen Land Administration Bureau.
Before seven o'clock in the morning on the 15th, fifty or sixty people gathered in front of the Land Administration Bureau building, waiting for government officials to come to work and open the door.
These people are not all bosses engaged in real estate business, some of them are secretaries and followers.
Among Wan Feng's group of six, more than half are accompanying personnel.
The real bosses are Wan Feng, Ye Qianwen and Yu Jiadong. Since they are three shareholders this time, there are naturally three bosses.
Han Guangjia and Yang Jianguo Wang Chulong are both considered followers.
When they formed the partnership, Wan Feng was planning to count Han Guangjia as one share, but Han Guangjia flatly refused.
The reason is that he already has two businesses and has no intention of doing anything else.
That means that apart from the two businesses at home, he will concentrate on being a bodyguard in the future. Anyway, Wan Feng will not let him suffer any loss.
Most of these people look like they are dressed in suits, but because they haven't yet gained a big belly from eating too much, they have a strong air of nouveau riche.
Each person brought a lot of followers, four or five henchmen each. What made Wan Feng speechless was that among these people there were quite a few charming young women, all of whom spoke in a coquettish voice.
Shenzhen does have some of the feel of a capitalist society.
Sali and Zhong Xiang are such people, but Sali did not bring a charming female secretary with him.
Sali was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and from time to time he deliberately raised his hand to make the mobile phone more visible.
Wan Feng ran over excitedly: "Silly boss! You're here too? I haven't seen you for a few days. Why do you seem to have a dark spot on your forehead? I'm not going to lie, my family has fortune-telling for generations, so I know a little bit. You'd better not run around these two days, or you might get a bloody disaster."
Wan Feng's words "black forehead" and the "blood disaster" made Shali's face turn black on the spot.
"What are you doing here, little bumpkin?"
It’s bad enough that this grandson calls me a country bumpkin, but he even puts the word “xiao” in the prefix!
How am I small? I'm half a head taller than you, and you dare to call me small?
"Silly boss! We just want to see the ups and downs of the Shenzhen real estate market and get to know the heroes and heroes in the Shenzhen real estate industry. How about introducing a few to us?"
"Let me introduce them to you? These people are the elites in Shenzhen's real estate industry. Which one of them is not worth millions? You?" Sali curled his lips and left the words unfinished, leaving them half-finished.
The meaning is very clear, you are not worthy.
A few people who were not far from Wanfeng and Shali and who were obviously also contractors asked.
"Captain Sha! Who is this shifty-looking guy? Why haven't I seen him before?" asked a short, flat-headed contractor with a briefcase under his arm.
"An errand boy for a country bumpkin boss from the north."
"Shali, I'm not making fun of you, but you were chatting with an errand boy for so long that I thought he was the boss." Another contractor with a heavy beard said with disdain as he looked at the gangster-like contractor.
Behind this bandit-like contractor was a young woman in a long fur coat, her face as white as if painted.
"I've got nothing to do anyway, so I might as well watch a monkey show. This little monkey is quite amusing with his sharp tongue."
Do you treat me like a monkey?
I'm only 1.78 meters tall now and look like a monkey. What are you who are less than 1.7 meters tall?
"Do you see the oldest person over there?" Sali pointed at Yang Jianguo and said.
The contractors around Sali nodded: "What's wrong?"
"That's the country bumpkin boss of this little monkey. He's worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, yet he dares to come to Shenzhen to bid for land. Isn't that a joke?"
"Hundreds of thousands? You just want to participate in the auction? I'm afraid you can only take home a kitchen and a toilet." The bandit contractor laughed loudly, and the woman painting next to him also laughed, and her face looked like snow when she smiled.
"I heard that there will be an asset review for participating in the land auction this time. It is said that no one will be allowed to enter the auction booth if they don't have three million. Even to watch from the gallery, the ticket price is two thousand yuan per person. Not everyone can go in and watch." said the flat-headed contractor with a briefcase under his arm.
"Did you hear that, kid? Even going in to watch the fun is two thousand yuan."
"Hehe! Don't worry about this, silly boss. My boss can still afford the 18,000 yuan ticket price."
At this time, a Crown sedan that Wan Feng had seen before stopped in front of the Land Administration Bureau building.
"President Lin is here. President Lin said that if he wins the bid for the land, he will give me the work of two buildings. No! I have to go and greet President Lin." After saying this, Sali ran to the Crown like a rabbit, bent down almost 90 degrees, and smiled flatteringly at the car.
The contractors swarmed around the Crown sedan like frightened flies.
As soon as the passenger door opened, the man named Ayi got out of the car.
"All of you, stay away. Why are you all gathered so close together? Stay away! Stay five meters away from the car."
The people surrounding the car retreated one after another, all about five meters away from the car.
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