Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0533: Taking the Government’s Path
Nan Yi told Qiu Hanmin about his plans for the Qinghe International Project and the problems encountered in the project.
After hearing what Nan Yi said, Qiu Hanmin frowned and said, "How could Lao Zhao be like this? You pay the rent for ten years in one lump sum, and the rent is a little higher, while you pay in installments. Which one is better, doesn't he know? No, I have to talk to Lao Zhao. How can you write such a note? Isn't this a loss for the country?"
"Mr. Qiu, forget it. Everyone has a few relatives and descendants. This is not a big deal. Besides, I have already planned to go through the Haidian District route. If the negotiation goes well, I may not even have to pay the rent."
"Why, are you planning to jointly establish this clothing wholesale market with Haidian District?"
"I just told you about Qinghe International's plan. What do you think of my plan?"
"It's very good, with novel ideas and strong feasibility. I would like to believe that once your plan is implemented, this market will definitely be revitalized." Qiu Hanmin said affirmatively.
"I heard that the mayor of Haidian District has a deep understanding of the economy. If that's the case, then he should be able to tell whether my plan is good or bad. A joint venture is a natural thing. I'm afraid that he will kick me out and the district will run Qinghe International on its own."
"You can rest assured that our cadres will never do such a thing." Qiu Hanmin said firmly.
"Haha, I don't think so either. I'm just worrying too much." Nan Yi laughed awkwardly and said, "Okay, Mr. Qiu, that's all for today. I have to go. I still have a lot of things to do."
"You go first. If things don't go well, tell me. I still have some face as an old man and can help you."
"Thank you in advance, but I don't think it's necessary. I don't force Qinghe International to succeed or not. If it succeeds, that's the best, but if it doesn't, that doesn't matter. If I can't run a business myself, I might as well go work for others . Some big companies in the United States want me and can pay me 600,000 or 700,000 US dollars a year. Even if Qinghe International succeeds, I may not be able to earn that much."
"Nan boy, you are not a carjacker, are you? Six or seven hundred thousand a year, in US dollars?" Qiu Hanmin's words were full of disbelief.
"Hahaha, just treat it as my boasting. Let's go. Take your time."
Nan Yi waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the park.
"Is what this kid said true or false?"
After Nan Yi left, Qiu Hanmin stood there and pondered over Nan Yi's words.
Just as he reached the entrance of the park, Nan Yi ran into a man who had just finished exercising and heard a "beep beep" sound coming from his body. He saw the man take out a pager from his pocket, pressed some buttons on it, and then ran away.
Nan Yi immediately wondered what happened? Robbery or murder?
At the beginning of this month, Beijing had its first wireless paging station, but it was not a civilian station, but a police station opened by the Public Security Bureau. They said that in order to make up for the short standby time of walkie-talkies, they equipped police officers with pagers.
Anyway, if you see someone wearing a pager in Beijing nowadays, those with something to hide will turn around and run away.
When Nan Yi returned to the old house for breakfast, a flight from Tokyo was flying over the Diaoyu Islands. On the plane was a "department" sent by the Mitsui Zaibatsu. Their mission was to investigate China's iron ore mining situation.
The Mitsui Zaibatsu is making global plans in the mining sector. They have set their sights on Rio Tinto and BHP Billiton in Australia and Vale in Samba, and are actively seeking to acquire shares.
Due to historical reasons, the Mitsui Zaibatsu has long been aware that the cost of iron ore mining in China is very high. They came here this time to conduct another investigation and accurately calculate the mining cost again.
The Mitsui Zaibatsu has foreseen that China will need to import massive amounts of iron ore in the near future. After they take over several major mining groups, they plan to formulate an iron ore strategy for China - to lower the price of iron ore exported to China to a level slightly lower than the cost of China's own mining, and to profit from China in a targeted manner.
It has to be said that the Mitsui Zaibatsu has a very accurate and long-term vision.
Of course, Nan Yi, who was short-sighted and only focused on trading a few pieces of clothing, had no way of knowing these things.
At this moment, he was struggling with whether he should reduce the amount of fried dough sticks he bought for breakfast in the future because the price of fried dough sticks had increased by five cents.
He broke the dough sticks into small balls and put them into the porridge bowl, then used chopsticks to press the dough sticks under the porridge. After the dough sticks softened, Nan Yi began to eat them.
While eating, he was also looking through the expense account book of the old villa.
Nan Yi may not care about how the money came, but he wants to know exactly how his money was lost. He must know where every penny was spent and have accounts to check.
Turning to the second to last page with records, which was yesterday's record, Nan Yi added an expense at the bottom: 3 cents dropped into the toilet.
Next, record the expenses for buying breakfast today.
After finishing breakfast, Nan Yi locked the account book in the safe in the bedroom.
The safe is a high-end product bought from France, worth more than three thousand US dollars, and it protects the two most valuable things - the marriage certificate and the household expenditure account book.
After locking the account book, Nan Yi opened the bedside table, took out a small stack of money from the whole pile, and took out a few food coupons and foreign exchange coupons from another drawer.
After taking out a T-shirt with Che Guevara's portrait embossed on it from the wardrobe and putting it on, Nan Yi started to think that if he could get a batch of low-quality T-shirts and emboss various slogans on them, they would definitely be snapped up as soon as they were put on the market.
"What a pity, I can't think of a suitable person to give this good idea to."
Nan Yi muttered to himself, looking at himself in the mirror, and recited Che Guevara's famous words: "After we leave, they will build schools and hospitals for you and increase your wages. This is not because they have a change of heart, nor because they have become good people, but because we have been here."
After his sultry show, Nan Yi took off his T-shirt and changed into a white cotton vest and a plaid short-sleeved shirt. He wore a 1937-era silver badge of the Anti-Japanese United Army on his left now best-selling slim-fitting trousers, and the pair of Huili shoes he bought to celebrate his assets exceeding 20 million.
After packing everything up, he drew out the "Heart Sword" from his back, humming "It Doesn't Matter". He waved his hand lightly, using Du Shengxin's unique skill of lightness to change his shape and shadow, and in an instant he arrived at Room 8716 of the Great Wall Hotel.
"Edwin, I'm sorry to take up two hours of your time. Please accompany me to the Haidian District Government in the morning. As compensation, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
"No need for compensation. I have a dinner appointment." Edwin said with a smile.
"You've met a girl so soon?"
"No, it's a man I met on the streets of Wangfujing yesterday. He invited me to his house today."
"Hmm? How do you communicate?" Nan Yi frowned.
"He speaks English fluently."
"oh."
After a while, Ye Wei arrived. Nan Yi introduced Ye Wei and Edwin to each other, and the three of them went to the Haidian District Government together.
With the presence of Edwin, the foreigner, it only took Nan Yi and the other two one round of struggle for them to not only open the door of the district government, but also meet Chu Fan, the secretary of the district chief Min Jinsheng.
"District Chief Min has to attend a team meeting at 9:20. You have twenty minutes." After the greetings, Chu Fan said to Nan Yi and the other two.
Nan Yi looked at his watch when he entered the district government gate. It was not convenient to check it now, but he estimated that it should be around 8:56.
"Secretary Chu, thank you for your help. We will make good use of our time and will not affect the leader's arrangements." Nan Yi said in a humble tone, and followed Chu Fan to the district chief's office.
When they arrived at the office door, Chu Fan went to report, and Nan Yi and the other two were waiting outside.
After being allowed to enter the office, Nan quickly looked at Min Jinsheng.
At the age of 42, he is full of elegance and his face looks upright, except that the hair on the top of his head is not in order. He even dares to be absent from work. In order to make the team look more orderly, the local government is trying hard to get closer to the central government.
After Chu Fan arranged the three people to sit down, Min Jinsheng was willing to take his eyes off the documents in his hand, stood up from his big chair, walked to the single-seater sofa and sat down, raised his eyes and scanned the faces of Nan Yi and the other two one by one, finally stopping at Edwin's face, and first said in English, "Welcome to invest in China."
Then, he switched to Chinese and said, "I wonder which company you are from?"
Nan Yi took out a business card from his jacket pocket, pulled out a business card, stood up and held it out to Min Jinsheng with both hands, "Hello, District Chief Min, we are Genzhengmiaohong Xiangkeng Company, this is our president Mr. Edwin; this is Genzhengmiaohong Trading Co., Ltd.'s general manager Mr. Ye, and I am the vice president, Nan Yi."
Min Jinsheng took the business card and glanced at it, then looked up at Nan Yi's face, then lowered his gaze and lingered on Nan Yi's chest for a while before saying, "Mr. Nan, are you from the mainland?"
"Yes, I am a native of Beijing." Nan Yi said, picking up the folder with the eight-part essay. "Director Min, this is our company's project plan, which is also the purpose of our visit to you. Please take a look."
Min Jinsheng took the document and started reading it, skipping the first page and going directly to the second page. He just glanced at it and turned to the third page, glanced at it again, and started reading from the middle.
The first page is the cover, and the second page is the colorful content, which is indispensable but has no practical significance.
There is not much content in the plan, a total of sixteen pages, seven of which do not need to be read carefully, as it lists data that is half true and half fabricated. The objective data is true, and the analytical data is false, the kind that looks true but is false.
Whether the idea will fall into the hands of others depends on luck. Nan Yi is not sure, but since Wang Baba has presented the data to him, he feels a little unwilling.
To analyze data, professional knowledge is needed, and more importantly, extensive and in-depth information collection. Information collection, in particular, is a long and arduous process that must be accumulated bit by bit in daily life. Nan Yi reading N newspapers every day is just a small part of it.
It took Min Jinsheng sixteen minutes to finish reading the plan, during which he went back to read the previous content three times.
“Vice President Nan, I have to say that your plan is very innovative and bold. It has captured the pain points of our Beijing and Haidian District, and can also meet the needs of clothing vendors of all sizes in Beijing, filling the gap in the clothing wholesale market.
However, I have to attend a team meeting soon and don't have time to discuss this with you in detail. How about this, we can make another appointment next Monday."
"Okay, District Chief Min, we won't disturb you anymore. We'll take our leave first."
"I'll take you there."
Min Jinsheng did not ask his secretary Chu Fan to see them off, but personally escorted Nan Yi and the other two to the door.
After walking out of the gate of the district government, Ye Yu said to Nan Yi: "It's really unfortunate that we came here today. If Min Jinsheng hadn't happened to be in a meeting, we might have been able to get it done in one go."
"Don't dream too much. Be prepared for a long battle. If this matter can be finalized in a month, it will be considered fast. Go to Changhe Woolen Mill again today and tell Zhao Yuanzhi that we have contacted the district government. Let him decide what to do."
"Consider it? Nan Batian, can you be more straightforward?"
"Let me put it this way. Since we have already taken the district government's route, the two old factories of Changhe Woolen Textile have become useless to us. If Zhao Yuanzhi is willing to rent them to us, we will continue. If he is not willing, forget it. The future direction of Qinghe International is no longer under our full control. It is even hard to say whether the name needs to be changed."
"Nan Batian, why is it so difficult to do something? It's just opening a wholesale market, but it's been almost half a month. It's so tiring." Ye Wei said with a sigh.
"What? Are you going to back out?" Nan Yi looked at Ye Wei with a playful expression and said.
"My grandson is shrinking back. I'm just expressing my feelings. Okay, I'm going to Qinghe. Are you going?" Ye Qi said as he turned the car keys in his hand.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm just staying at the Great Wall Hotel. If you have anything to say, come to my office. If not, feel free to do as you please."
"We haven't gotten together for a while. Want to invite Capsule over for a drink tonight?"
"Let's wait until Saturday. Liu Zhen can sleep a little longer on the weekend. It's okay for me to go back later."
"Okay, then it'll be Saturday. I'll make the appointment first then."
After Ye Wei left, Edwin also left on his own, leaving Nan Yi alone to return to the Great Wall Hotel.
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Time flies and it is July 22, the weekend, the hottest day of the year.
It was just seven forty in the morning and the weather was unusually hot. Nan Yi wound up the spring and pressed the switch. The mechanical fan he had just bought yesterday began to creak and turn.
"I said, you don't mind the trouble. Isn't it good to use electricity? Why do you need a clockwork one?"
"It's different. This is also an object. Although the number of them in existence is a bit high, it's still worth two dollars." Nan Yi said after finishing the last mouthful of porridge.
As soon as Nan Yi finished speaking, Yan Du came over to report, "Mr. Nan, the owner of the painting is here to pick up the painting."
"Oh, he doesn't play by the rules. He comes here so early." Nan Yi thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Yan, take 150 from him. If he leaves without saying anything, let Tiger Cub follow him. If he wants to smash the store, let him smash it and extort a large sum from him."
"Okay, Mr. Nan."
