"Oh," Zhao Xiaohai took the account book and asked casually, "Bovinov? That's a strange name. What does he do?"
"The head of the Caucasus region of the State Assets Accounting Committee is a member of our club," said Yakov.
"Club? It really sounds funny when I hear you say that name." Zhao Xiaohai said as he opened the account book to check.
The account books were meticulously kept, cataloguing all the assets of the Second Kuibyshev State Special Hospital, categorized and recorded: Two four-story intensive care unit buildings, built in 1984, covering a total area of 1.4 acres, with an estimated auction price of 4.75 million rubles; two medical examination buildings, built in 1981, five stories and three stories respectively, covering a total area of 1.6 acres, with an estimated auction price of 4.97 million rubles; various single-story buildings, vacant land, lawns, and other real estate assets totaling 3.6 acres, with an estimated auction price of 6.47 million rubles. Medical equipment: A complete set of large-scale CT scanners made in Germany in 1987... Hospital-affiliated assets: ... Hospital account funds: ...
This account book undoubtedly showed that the Second Special Hospital in Kuibyshev City was a large, well-managed facility. It was currently profitable, with over 6.7 million rubles remaining in its accounts. Judging solely by its operating performance, there was no need to sell this large, Soviet-owned hospital.
"My goodness, the estimated auction price is over 50 million rubles," Zhao Xiaohai said after carefully flipping through the account book and calculating in his mind. "If this is put up for auction, I'm afraid the average person won't be able to afford it."
What Zhao Xiaohai said was right. More than 50 million rubles was not a small amount for him. It was hundreds of millions of RMB. Not to mention him, even the richest man in the country would probably not be able to raise such a huge amount of money in just one month.
"Haha, then if we want to sell it to you, would you be interested?" Yakov said with a smile.
"Sell it to me? Hehe, I'm interested, but I don't have the financial resources," Zhao Xiaohai put the account book on the coffee table, rubbed his forehead and said, "With my current financial resources, let alone buying a hospital of this size, I can't even afford those sixteen luxury cars in the hospital. That's over two million rubles. Brother, do you think I'm really rich enough to be oozing with oil?"
"Hey, if I give it to you at a lower price, would you be interested in eating it?" Yakov crossed his legs and said meaningfully.
"Lower price? Haha, it's not that I don't have confidence. Even if you sold it to me at 10% of the price, I wouldn't be able to afford it." Zhao Xiaohai reached out and stroked the account book, chuckling sheepishly. It would be a lie to say he wasn't tempted. After all, this is a large hospital. And these days, large, high-end hospitals in any country never lose money. Especially for a businessman like Zhao Xiaohai, who relies solely on net exports for profit, buying this hospital has more practical benefits—he can complete the transformation from a pure trader to an industrialist through this acquisition. What's the difference between a trader and an industrialist? It's a huge difference. Simply speaking, industrialists find it easier to obtain large loans from banks because they have very tangible collateral.
Of course, the best way is to break down the assets into asset packages, transfer those that can be transferred, and finally mortgage those that cannot be transferred to banks.
"Hey, buddy, remember what I said just now?" Yakov said with a smile, "As long as you read this, you must cooperate with us, and the first step in our cooperation is that you must take over this hospital. Otherwise, you can't do business here anymore. For Sofia's sake, run away as far away as you can after you leave here."
"What?!" Zhao Xiaohai was startled. He didn't care about the severe pain in his lower abdomen. He jumped up from the sofa, his face flushed and shouted, "Brother, you are forcing me to do something against my will! Do you know what this means to me? You are trying to force me into a desperate situation! You want me to take over this hospital, but where is the funding? Where will the funding come from? You said you would give me a discount, how much cheaper? Ten million or twenty million? Let me tell you, I only have more than five million rubles in my account right now. Even if I lose everything, I can't raise even ten million..."
"Five million rubles?" A smile suddenly appeared on Yakov's frosty face. He grabbed Zhao Xiaohai's waving arm and pulled him to sit next to him. "Haha, I finally found out your details. Over five million rubles, um, over five million rubles. Not bad, not bad. In just less than two months, after deducting the money paid to Zyuganov and the large amount of bribes, you still managed to accumulate over five million rubles. Haha, it seems you have some tricks up your sleeve. Well, I'm relieved now."
"You want to find out about me? Dream on!" Zhao Xiaohai scoffed inwardly, but his face showed no sign of it. He shook off Yakov's hand and snorted angrily, "Don't worry! If you do, I'm screwed! Tell me, what's the point of over five million? It's less than one-tenth of the estimated price of this hospital. You want me to take over this hospital, can I? You don't want to cooperate with me, you want to kill me!"
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