Not far from the Talent Exchange Center, there is a triangular area where streets intersect. This place is called Triangle Pond.
There is a towering wall on the east side of Triangle Pond near People's Park, which is covered with various recruitment information and self-recommendation letters, some written with brushes and some written with pens. Often the glue on one page has not yet dried completely when the next one covers it.
It was still early in the morning, and Nan Yi had already gone to the Talent Exchange Center. He used a few packs of 555 cigarettes to build a bridge of communication with a staff member inside and opened the door to friendship. In order to consolidate the newly established friendship, Nan Yi also helped the staff member organize the job registration book and started a sincere discussion.
Through discussion, Nan Yi learned that among the seafarers who have registered here, 2% have a graduate degree or above, 46% have a bachelor's degree, 29% have a junior college degree, 11% have a technical secondary school degree, 12% have a high school degree or below, and nearly 10% have intermediate or senior professional titles.
Moreover, these people cover as many as 47 majors, many of which are urgently needed in the construction of Hainan Province, such as mechanical manufacturing, electronic engineering, electrical automation, etc.
With the data he had explored, Nan Yi later went to the wall affectionately called the "Sea Climbing Wall".
There were crowds of people in front of the Chuanghai Wall, many of whom were crowded there to look at job advertisements. Most of them were clean and tidy, with a place to wash clothes and a place to stay. A small number of people were rather sloppy, with grass clippings on their heads, dust on their arms and backs of their necks, and abnormal marks on them. Their bodies emitted a strong or light smell of sweat. These were the people who slept outside, and by looking at the marks left on their bodies, one could roughly judge where their "bedding" was last night.
Nan Yi stood in the crowd, skimming through the recruitment information and reading each cover letter. Needless to say, anyone who dared to post a cover letter here was at least a college student. Many of them even had professional titles and certificates, and there were also some talents urgently needed for the construction of Qiong Province.
Since you are a talent that is urgently needed, why are you coming here to post a letter of self-recommendation?
After reading the cover letter, Nan Yi left the crowd and walked around the Triangle Pond. He didn't see any shop or stall doing job agency business, whether it was legitimate or not.
This is very abnormal. Hundreds of thousands of smart people gathered together and were whipped by the problem of food and clothing. It is impossible that no one had thought of this idea. The most likely reason is that they were not allowed to do it.
Making a cross in his mind, Nan Yi continued to spy on the seafarers one by one, and from time to time he would follow behind the group of people he found interesting. He saw many people entering the places where the Love Island Construction Lottery and Public Construction Lottery were sold, and spent two or five dollars to buy one, hoping to win the first prize of 150,000.
The first batch of people who arrived on the island last year might have still been reserved like college students at first, thinking that only working in an office or being a technical backbone were suitable for their status. But as batches of people came here to explore the sea, people have become pragmatic. Many college students have lowered their standards for finding a job. Forget becoming a restaurant owner, even serving dishes or washing dishes in a restaurant are already available.
The stomach is the driving force behind a person's transformation. In order to fill it, a person can undergo a complete change.
Nan Yi didn’t know whether any of the seafarers had made a fortune, but the local guesthouses and restaurants had definitely made a fortune, and made a lot of money.
It was almost time for dinner, so Nan Yi followed a large group of people to a stall selling rice noodles. A bowl of rice noodles cost one yuan, and the noodles were just sprinkled with some vegetables for garnish. The net profit started at half, and this was the result of Nan Yi estimating the vegetable prices on the island as high as possible.
“The market.”
Nan Yi silently decided on the places he should explore tomorrow morning.
Nan Yi ate a bowl of rice noodles for two hours. He started by sitting down and ended up standing up because the stall was so busy that he was embarrassed to take a seat.
"2743 bowls, 1371.5 yuan."
When he put down the bowl, Nan Yi calculated the bill in his mind in order to compensate the vendor.
Nan Yi is an ordinary person, and there are too many people who can hear his voice. A street vendor who earns two or three thousand yuan a day is definitely not an ordinary person, so it is no big deal for him to hear his voice.
He found a pay phone and called Lai Huri's office, but no one answered, so Nan Yi called his pager.
It was only after the province was established last year that Hainan Province began to have programmable telephones. In February of this year, Coconut City just opened the 126 paging station. As for mobile phones, there is still no news.
"I'm at Triangle Pond. Come over if you don't have anything important to do."
Coconut City is small, and Lai Huri comes very quickly.
Nan Yi and Lai Huri stayed under a tree. Nan Yi pointed at the seafarers and said, "See? These people are our wealth."
"Boss, the makerspace can't accommodate so many people."
Nan Yi glanced at Lai Huri and said, "You are quite humorous and you are good at telling jokes. Is the makerspace decorated?"
"It's almost done. We can move in in a month at most. Boss, should we continue to acquire land? The makerspace only has 30 acres of land, 12 acres have been used, and the remaining 18 acres are left unused."
"Don't worry. Planting phoenix trees will attract golden phoenixes. For Coconut City, the most important issue is to take good care of the phoenix trees. I have also discovered in the past few days that there are still problems with the electricity here. I have seen many small shops use diesel engines to generate electricity at night, which is very noisy."
"We just built a thermal power plant last year. The power generation capacity is not that large, but it is used in several important places," Lai Huri explained.
"Well, I wanted to go to your office to talk to you, but I think it's more meaningful to talk here. For Coconut City, we are all seafarers. We have our own relatively independent small circle and are almost incompatible with the locals.
I have conceived a relatively large plan to build a dream town based on the maker space, which will include a high-tech industrial park, maker space, high-end apartments, high-end talent communities, commercial areas, and tourist attractions.
There will be three high-tech industrial parks, namely the Biopharmaceutical Industrial Park, the Electronic Technology Entrepreneurship Park, and the Animation Creative Park. I have the idea of ​​making the pharmaceutical industry a pillar industry of Coconut City. The Electronic Technology Entrepreneurship Park can introduce semiconductor-related companies, or game development and software development companies. I haven’t made up my mind about the Animation Creative Park yet.
I won’t explain what the makerspace is, you should understand it, it’s just bigger than the current makerspace.
The people working in the three industrial parks are all high-end talents, so naturally they need to be provided with supporting facilities. Residential communities, apartments, and commercial areas are all prepared for them.
As for tourist attractions, this is one of Hainan Province’s development plans. It is just in line with the situation. Whether it will be developed on a large scale depends on the progress of the industrial park development.”
The rise of real estate in Qiongdao is an inevitable development and also a policy accident. Nan Yi has already seen the inevitability and is now waiting for the relaxation of real estate policies.
Coconut City has an urgent need for housing. Dangerous houses need to be renovated, the insufficient per capita housing area needs to be made up, and the seafarers who come here more often but leave less need a place to live. Most of them are talented people. Coconut City certainly hopes to keep all these talents and contribute to the city.
Why do seafarers want to venture into the sea?
Because they are dissatisfied with their current situation.
Why are you dissatisfied?
Because those who venture out to sea see the unbreakable reality of seniority, they fully realize that it is very difficult for them to move up, and that they are like a thousand troops trying to cross a single-plank bridge. They see themselves ten, twenty or even longer years from now.
A cup of tea, a newspaper, some gossip , and a boring life.
There may also be more pressing reasons that force them to flee as soon as possible, such as housing. They have nowhere to put their sexual desire, so they can only release it secretly when no one is at home. They even need to ask people who have houses to borrow a place to do it.
To put it in a more literary way, if they want the flower of their love to bloom, they need to borrow and steal.
There is a lot of work to be done on Qiong Island, and everything is just beginning. Most of them have not figured out what to do before they come here. They only know that opportunities are the fairest in the early stages of development. They climb on trains and cross the strait just to find what they think is an opportunity for fair competition.
Qiongdao does not produce tulips, but the seafarers brought nutritious soil that is conducive to the growth of houses. Sooner or later, the tulips that are still reading newspapers in the mainland will be attracted here, because here a win-win situation can be achieved between units and individuals.
Nan Yi actually has a lot on his mind. Not only does he want to dig for gold in the bubble, he also wants to help clean up the mess after the bubble bursts. The initial purpose of establishing the biopharmaceutical industrial park is to prepare for Wuer Pharmaceutical and to create an industrial chain for Wuer Pharmaceutical in Coconut City.
But the plan extends far further. Not only does he want to make the pharmaceutical industry a pillar industry of Coconut City, he also wants to build Coconut City into a health and wellness city. He plans to transform a large part of the unfinished buildings that will soon appear into health resort apartments and villas and continue to build them.
Not only that, he also wants to build a top-level hospital here specializing in geriatric diseases, combining both convalescence and treatment, to attract as many high-pension elderly people as possible to live here.
Once this area is developed, the Bai Ri Fei Sheng Service Company can open a branch here, think about what the elderly think about, worry about what the elderly worry about, and help them live a decent life and die with honor.
You can dance on the grave, yes; if you want to watch pole dancing, that’s fine; if you want to listen to Errenzhuan, that can be arranged; if you want something more traditional, have a few more filial sons cry, so easy, as many baskets of freshly-minted filial sons as you want.
For only 880 million, we can go to the underwater tomb.
Dear, this is an underwater tomb, don’t be afraid of others digging up your ancestral grave.
Build an archaeological underwater cemetery and then an earthwork underwater cemetery. Since other people's ancestral graves are dug up too often, people must be afraid that their graves will be dug up. If they are not dug up, feces will be thrown at them. So the question is, are you afraid? Are you sure you don't want a manor-style underwater tomb?
No money?
Look here, there's an 88-story high-rise underwater tomb, priced at 88,000 per square meter, with no common areas and permanent usage rights. I suggest you choose the 88th floor, as a rooftop is included. As long as you add another 500,000, "Happy Birthday" will be played on the anniversary of your death every year, with suona, pipa, cymbals and small cymbals, which will surely be lively and exciting.
While recuperating, you can also slowly lay out the plastic surgery industry chain and connect with Xiamen. Dear, after the operation, you can go to Xiamen and jump on a yacht.
Looking further ahead, we can also plan for the fifth industrial revolution and create "live streaming with goods" as the pillar industry of Industry 5.0. Adam Nan will make a famous saying in the future: whoever controls live streaming with goods will dominate the 22nd century.
Nan Yi plans to bet heavily on live streaming sales, putting all his net worth of RMB 105.24 million at the stake, risking his life if he fails.
"Please remain restrained, do not use internet celebrities, and do not turn on the beauty nuclear bomb launch button." Nan Yi felt excited when he thought that others would beg him like this in the future.
Lai Huri said in surprise: "Boss, is this plan too big? How much investment is needed?"
"Funding is not a problem. If necessary, Dream Town can claim to have invested 10 billion. If you think it's not enough, then add another 10 billion."
"Cao Mengde was said to have an army of 800,000 at the Battle of Red Cliffs?"
Nan Yi sneered and said, "That's about right. You can have both zeros and whole numbers if you want."
"Boss, don't play with me. My shoulders are small and the hole is too big. I can't bear it." Lai Huri said with a bitter face.
"Come on, I won't tease you anymore. Hundreds of billions is just a casual remark. I'm serious about investing huge amounts of money." Nan Yi waved his hand and said.
"Do you really want to make it this big?"
Lai Huri had no doubt that Nan Yi would not be able to raise 10 billion yuan in funds. Even if he only had a few million, he had a way to get tens of millions at any time. Moreover, he had heard some information about Nan Yi from Lai Biao. Not to mention other things, even if the Fang Group came over, they could leverage this plan.
"The project must be large, and the funds can be gradually put in place. The time span for the implementation of this plan will be very long. Contacting the Coconut City government, determining the location, approving the land, and doing the design, with so many processes, a year and a half may not be enough."
Lai Huri thought for a moment and said, "Should we go to the flat side instead of the high side?"
In order to get more land, the maker space was designed as LOFTs, one connected to another. Otherwise, the initial plan was just to accommodate 2,000 people, so why would a maker space like this need 30 acres of land?
"I'm afraid that won't work this time. The Dream Town plan must not only be big and stunning, but also tall. We may need to build the tallest building in the country."
The highest, the largest, these kind of empty titles are liked by too many people. With the gimmick of being the tallest building, the start of this plan will be several times easier.
"Boss, should I step down and let others take over?" Lai Huri said after thinking for a while.
"This plan is a bit big. I need to ask people to come over to investigate and verify it. I also need to have a good talk with your brother, and then I need to talk to your brother's cousin." Nan Yi hugged Lai Huri's shoulders, "You should still lead this plan, but you should also be prepared to step back. As for me, I will prepare to raise funds. We still need 200 to 300 million yuan in start-up capital. Let's go. You accompany me to the vegetable market tomorrow."
"Want to get up early?"
"Nonsense, how can I buy fresh vegetables if I don't get up early? I also want to go to the vegetable wholesale place to see the style of the vegetable tyrant."
…
There is no official name for this vegetable wholesale market, let's call it Coconut City Vegetable Wholesale Market. This market is located on Changdi Road.
Lai Huri asked around and found out that the market only delivers goods from 6pm to early morning, so Nan Yi's trip to the vegetable market was moved forward from tomorrow to today.
In the beginning, vegetable vendors in Coconut City all did wholesale business in the Dongmen Market. However, due to the inconvenient transportation in the market, it was difficult for agricultural vehicles to transport vegetables to pass through. So last year, several vegetable vendors with relatively large wholesale volumes in the market discussed together and decided to find a place to build a vegetable wholesale market.
Soon, they chose Changdi Road and built a simple market with bamboo rafts, covering an area of ​​about three or four acres. There were no stalls and no name, but it was much more convenient than the Dongmen Market. From then on, Coconut City had a real vegetable wholesale market.
Nan Yi was wearing plain glasses and writing on a notebook with a pen in his hand.
Just ten minutes ago, he got a new job as a special correspondent for the "Cailanzi Morning News", which was also founded ten minutes ago.
There is no doubt that Nan Yi is lying. This newspaper really exists and is the embodiment of high technology on the information superhighway. It has a special carrier and needs to be read through a computer and an Internet cable. If you want to read it, you have to wait a little longer because the server's Internet cable has not been plugged in yet.
In a strange place, asking others all kinds of questions, especially about business secrets, it would be unjust if you didn't get beaten.
But the same thing would happen if he switched his identity to a reporter. Not only would he not be beaten, but he would also be warmly received. Nan Yi was warmly received at this moment. Next to him was not only a cup of hot tea, but also a can of coconut juice and some cigarettes.
After Nan Yi finished writing a paragraph, he looked up and asked the boss Fu Bing who was sitting opposite him, "Boss Fu, where do you usually go to pick up vegetables?"
Fu Bing is very young. I heard from him that he just graduated from junior high school two years ago. Right after graduation he followed his sister to do vegetable wholesale. It’s hard work, but he makes a lot of money.
"In the province, and also on the other side of the mainland, in Wuwen County under the Wujiang River."
Boss Fu was very reserved and tried hard to make his Mandarin sound more standard.
Nan Yi wrote a few words and asked, "With hundreds of thousands of seafarers coming, is your business much better than before?"
"A little better."
In the question-and-answer session, Nan Yi avoided the price issue and asked a lot of questions about things he wanted to know.
After Nan Yi felt it was inappropriate to ask any other questions, he ended the interview and left with Fu Bing reluctantly.
Back in the car, Nan Yi was praised by Lai Huri as "really good at pretending". Despite this title, Nan Yi remained calm and went back to Wanghai Tower calmly. He called Ge Cuizhu, whispered for a while, and asked her to arrange for Fu Bing to exclusively supply a kind of vegetable that was not available on Qiong Island.
If the current Coconut City Vegetable Wholesale Market is incorporated and a larger and more comprehensive vegetable wholesale market is built, the prospects are still good. It is a pity that the Reclamation Group cannot extend its tentacles in this direction.
Although the Kenzhi Group has a full industrial chain layout, it takes a high-end route when it comes to the terminal link. Whether it is the current eels and linden honey, or the vegetable supply network that has been developing, it either connects with wholesalers or with corporate end customers. Direct connection with ordinary people is still a small matter.
Even if we want to expand in the future, we will do so selectively, avoiding categories that compete with the people for profits. Simply put, we will prevent the reclamation group from having the ability to control the food basket.
The reason why Nan Yi set up independent companies for each business of the Reclamation Group was that he wanted to keep a low profile and also wanted to create more middlemen to pay more taxes.
It sounds nice to say that there are no middlemen to make a profit from the price difference, but if a commodity is not sold several times within a reasonable range, how can the country's tax revenue be guaranteed? How can more jobs be created?
It is not sensible and has a low vision for a company to control all circulation links, complete the accounts internally, and reduce costs by focusing on taxation.
…
the next day.
In order not to miss the time when the vegetables were delivered to the market, Nan Yi did not wake up Nan Wuwei and let the school beauty stay. He took the tiger cub and left Wanghai Tower early.
Nan Yi had read the local chronicles of Coconut City and knew that Coconut City had a city wall in the past, which began in the Ming Dynasty. At that time, there was a cross street inside the city wall. The north-south street was called Chengnei Street, the middle street to the left was Ximen Street, and the one to the right was Dongmen Street. When the city wall was demolished during the Republic of China, the north-south street was changed to Boai Road.
The names of the two streets, East and West, have not changed. They are still called Ximen Street and Dongmen Street. The old arcades of Coconut City where Xiadianshang live are located nearby. This place represents the old face of Coconut City. Many time-honored brands operate here. Even if they move out, they will have the prefix of Old Boai Road or Old Ximen in front of them to describe their long age.
At the junction of the East Gate and the West Gate is the West Gate Archway where the Chaoshan Guild Hall was originally located. Nan Yi and his companion walked all the way from the Tianhou Palace and arrived here. There is also an archway opposite the West Gate with the words "East Gate Vegetable Market" written on it. This is the oldest vegetable market in Coconut City.
It originally originated from the wholesale of dry goods and seafood, and later gradually formed a street market in the shape of a short cross. The long one runs from the archway of the Dongmen Market on the Boai Road side to Tangbian Road, with a small street in the middle running across to the left and right.
How the Dongmen Vegetable Market was formed, its age and spontaneity are no longer traceable. There were no storefronts or sheds, just stalls on the side of the street. The alley was narrow and crowded. When Nan Yi and his companions arrived, the stalls were setting up and loading goods, and pedestrians, bicycles and tricycles were intertwined.
At this time, the owners of the pork stalls would be called pig butchers. The reason was that the pork they sold was generally freshly slaughtered in the countryside by themselves. Therefore, they did not have to get up in the early morning to buy pork, and they could sell the pork earlier if they wanted.
The pork stall in front of Nan Yi has already been set up. An old lady is bargaining with the butcher. The butcher has a cigarette in his mouth, the boning knife in his hand, and the bargaining sounds from his mouth never stop.
The chicken stall not far away also welcomed its first business of the day. A bloody hand appeared in the chicken coop. The chickens tried desperately to avoid the bloody hand, not wanting to be caught by it, as if they knew that they would be sent to the guillotine once caught.
A chicken's neck was pinched, and the hand was pulled down along the neck to firmly grasp the base of the chicken's wings. The chicken was dragged out of the chicken coop, making a shrill cry that echoed back and forth.
After weighing, collecting money, giving change, and tying the chicken wings together with straw rope, the chicken is finally in the hands of the buyer.
Puff, puff, puff, the chicken has pooped, a big lump.
Just as Nan Yi thought, the buyer and seller, after paying for the goods, started arguing over the missing amount of chicken shit.
The chickens looked a little wilted, and their droppings were too big. Most likely they had been fed a rush of food before the stall opened. As for whether there were stones or sand mixed in, it was hard to say. I had to touch the chicken's crop to make a judgment.
After watching the excitement and noting down the price of the chicken, Nan Yi continued walking forward.
The market has a wide range of products, from vegetables to various meats and seafood. Behind the stalls there are self-built residential buildings, ancestral halls, various wholesale departments, and alleys connecting the houses. When you stick your head in to take a look, you will find that the extension is a residence.
Nan Yi also saw the gatehouse of the Fu Building in a corner. According to the people in Coconut City, this should be the Fu Mansion, and it should have been home to a prominent Fu family in the past.
With others looking at him like a fool, Nan Yi walked around the entire market, found a corner to write down the various prices he had just memorized, and then he had the leisure to wander around the market like a tourist.
The surrounding area looks like the vegetable market, old, full of spots, dirty and messy, but it is full of life and vitality. There are various snack shops, old arcades, 1989 alleys, and Dad's Tea, which constitute a complete atmosphere of life and are indispensable.
Entering Boai Road, there are more snack shops and arcades. Walking under the arcades and smelling the smell of water on the lime walls, you can feel the word "time".
As we walked along, the wooden boards on the houses along the street were being dismantled one after another. Tables were set up at the doorsteps, selling beef offal, pickled vermicelli, sliced ​​chicken, sweet soup, sweet potato porridge, sliced ​​noodles, and so many other foods that we couldn't count them all. They all looked like old brands.
Nan Yi sneaked into a store, looking straight ahead, then down, and then up. There was a photo frame hanging on the wall, with a black-and-white photo of an ancestor inlaid in it, staring straight at Nan Yi, as if saying to him: "Boy, your eyes are not honest. I'll come to see you at 8 o'clock tonight."
“See you there!”
As a true materialist, Nan Yi is the kind of person who can raise Gu in a well. He is never afraid of any monsters or demons. What's more, he has a godfather named Jiang [Qin Guang Wang Jiang Ziwen].
Putting his hands together and bowing towards the portrait, Nan Yi withdrew his gaze, and when he looked at the next house, his eyes became much more honest.
When I was tired from walking, I sat down in a shop selling chicken shit vine noodles and ordered two bowls of noodles. I ate the noodles and drank up the soup under the gaze of two pairs of eyes on the wall.
Take a short break and continue forward.
We passed a small archway called Longxingfang, turned around a small temple, saw a big banyan tree, and saw a teahouse next to it. I just heard about this from the owner of the noodle shop, who said that the Laoba tea here is very authentic.
After sitting down in the store, Nan Yi felt that the owner of the noodle shop was not very kind. He did not even remind Nan Yi not to finish all the noodles and save some for the tea shop.
Daddy's Tea is old man's tea, meaning a place for old people to while away their time. It has only been popular in Coconut City for a few years. In fact, it is similar to Cantonese morning tea . The tea is just ordinary tea, and they mainly sell food.
I had two cups of green tea and a bowl of refreshing drink, and listened to a few middle-aged people chatting there. I couldn't understand the Coconut City dialect anyway, so I just gave my ears a rest.
He drank tea, leaned back in his chair, stretched his limbs casually, and suddenly became lazy.
The atmosphere here is very good and Nan Yi likes it very much. He has been thinking about buying a shop here as his residence in Coconut City.
After three brews of tea, Nan Yi paid the bill and left.
After returning to Boai Road, I walked for a while and saw several seafood boxes on the roadside. A man in his thirties was shouting in Mandarin with a southern accent, " Prawns , freshly-out-of-the-pond prawns."
Nan Yi glanced at the middle-aged man several times and felt that this face seemed familiar, so he walked towards the middle-aged man, took a closer look at him twice, and then looked down at the aquatic tank.
Seeing someone around him, the middle-aged man asked, "Would you like to buy some? The price is very cheap."
Nan Yi looked up and smiled. "Oriental shrimp, still alive. Your farm is in the Qiongzhou Strait, right? In Coconut City, or in Xijiang? Indonesia has an overproduction of shrimp this year. The United States, their largest export destination, doesn't need that much. The supply of shrimp exceeds demand. In order to reduce losses, Indonesia's large shrimp farmers are dumping large quantities at low prices. No matter how cheap your shrimp is, can it be cheaper than theirs?"
When the middle-aged man heard what Nan Yi said, he immediately looked embarrassed. How could he not know that Indonesian shrimps were being dumped? Because of this, he was in trouble again. The first batch of shrimps he raised happened to be shipped out of the box at this time.
"Oh, I'm so unlucky. I've failed in business several times. Breeding is so difficult." The middle-aged man felt sorry for himself.
“How many tons do you have?”
The middle-aged man did not answer, so Nan Yi asked again.
Because of what Indonesia did, domestic shrimp farmers are having a hard time this year. If the middle-aged man is willing to lower the price to a very low level, Nan Yi doesn't mind eating his shrimp and shipping it to the north, where he may have a chance to make a little money.
It's really a small amount of money. The market conditions this year are really bad. Even if the prawns have no cost, you can't make much money after taking into account the shipping costs and losses. It is definitely not a wise move to trade prawns at this time.
But who made Nan Yi think this middle-aged man looked kind?
As soon as Nan Yi said the word "ton", the middle-aged man's brows relaxed and he quickly said, "I don't know what to call this boss. My name is Zhong Shanquan."
"My last name is Nan."
Nan Yi replied, thinking to himself, "The Zhejiang accent and the name match. So he is already in Coconut City at this time?"
"Hello, hello, Mr. Nan, if you want to eat my prawns, I can give you the cheapest price."