"I have a piece of land in Pudong, Shanghai, adjacent to the Huangpu River, with a very good geographical location. I plan to build a high-end residential community there, the most high-end residential community in the country, and also the most expensive residential community.
If a building is expensive, there must be a reason for it to be expensive. Tiangong, what I need you to do is to give this reason in the building itself. You need to think from the perspective of potential homebuyers, well, rich people, what kind of house they need, brainstorm, make choices, and come up with the best solution.
This time I sent you to Xiangkeng, in addition to work, to create a space for you to learn. When you come back from Xiangkeng, I want you to take the lead in setting up an architectural design institute, which will not only be responsible for its own architectural design, but also undertake external business. "
Nowadays, real estate companies can build houses in a perfunctory manner. Commercial houses available out there are all similar in appearance, so they can just put together a makeshift team to do the job. Architectural designers are almost dispensable.
You can fool around now, but you won't be able to in the future. In order to enhance its competitiveness, a real estate company must not only have a design department, but all designers must be elites. Nan has several real estate companies under its umbrella, and each of them needs to maintain several high-expenditure design departments. If there is an architectural design institute to connect them, the cost can be reduced a lot.
Of course, Nanyi’s most important thing is not to save money, but to increase revenue. Undertaking architectural design is only one of the profit points. Nanyi also considers it cost-effective to start accumulating qualifications early. The word "qualification" is always a must in the construction industry. These two ordinary words can create many industries and support a large number of practitioners, which contains good benefits.
As far as architectural design institutes are concerned, whether it is the affiliation of architectural design qualifications, or the franchising of architectural design qualifications after affiliation is prohibited, etc., there are various tricks involved. If an architectural design institute is well maintained, it can make hundreds of millions every year in the future without doing anything.
Regarding this, Nan Yi has not participated in it personally, but has only observed it from a close distance. He does not understand the essence of it, but it does not matter much . He does not have to do the work himself, and he can find someone knowledgeable to take charge of the specific matters in the future.
It’s not that Nan Yi is greedy and doesn’t want to miss any money. It’s just that an industry is bound to decline one day. When that day really comes, Nan can sell off the projects and assets, but what about the employees?
Is it to provide excellent talents to the society?
Nan Yi had to plan ahead and arrange a way out for "his own people" first. He would rather do what he was familiar with than what he was new to. Since he was in the construction industry, it would be better for him to stay in the field.
"Mr. Nan, will I be transferred to the design institute in the future?" Zhou Jina asked excitedly.
"What else?" Nan Yi smiled faintly, "The current project of Dream Town is finished, and the next project will be at least a few years later. The company can't support you for nothing."
Zhou Jina then asked, "Which city will the design institute be located in?"
"Choose one of the three places: Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou. Wait until Tiangong comes back from Xiangkeng before making a decision."
Zhou Jina was a little disappointed when she heard Nan Yi's words. She had just been fantasizing about returning home in glory. She and Lao Du would go back to Fengtian and show off in front of their old colleagues.
After answering Zhou Jina's question, Nan Yi said to Du Tiangong: "Tiangong, according to your and Section Chief Zhou's ages, the Architectural Design Institute should be your last place of work. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is your final destination in life.
Since it is your home, it would be best if you have your own mark on it, and it would be best if you are its owner, or at least one of the owners, so I hope that you two can take out some money to invest in the Architectural Design Institute and become one of its real owners."
Du Tiangong: "Can we buy shares?"
"Of course, being your own boss is much more interesting than working for others." Nan Yi waved his hand. "Today I'm just giving you a heads up on the specific charter. When the design institute is ready to be established, we'll discuss it in detail. You should have an idea in your mind. If you're determined to buy shares, you should start saving money from now on."
"Mr. Nan, can we invest as much as we want?" Zhou Jina asked.
"In principle, it cannot exceed 20%. The design institute will implement a partnership system, and many important people in the design institute will participate in profit sharing in the future. I won't explain the partnership system to you in detail, Tiangong. When you get to Xiangkeng, you can ask someone who knows about it. We don't have such a concept in the mainland yet."
"OK."
"Okay, let's stop here and eat. The food is getting cold." Nan Yi picked up the chopsticks and greeted.
…
July 5th.
On a originally empty concrete ground next to the Coconut City Ferry Terminal, there was a dense crowd of people gathered. These people were the internal employee shareholders of Hongtu Real Estate, and they all came to collect their dividends.
The dividend distribution meeting was held at one o'clock in the afternoon, but people who couldn't wait came here at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and had lunch at small restaurants or stalls near the pier.
It was already 12:30 in the afternoon, and almost all the shareholders who could come had arrived. The shareholders gathered in twos and threes, asking each other about the number of shares.
A: "How much did you deposit?"
B: "Not much, only 500 shares, how about you?"
Person A: "I don't have much either, only 2,000 shares."
C: "2,000 shares, that's a lot. The letter doesn't say how much money I can get. If there's not much, it would be a hassle."
Ding: "You should get 2 or 3 cents for each share. It costs another 1 or 2 cents to send a letter."
Wu: “…”
As time got closer, Nan Yi arrived at the dock, climbed up to scan the crowd, and estimated the number of people using the Jacobs method. When he calculated that the thousandth digit was "4", Nan Yi immediately ended the calculation and walked straight to the front of the crowd.
More than 4,000 people means more than 80% of the people have arrived, and more than 80% of the dividends can be distributed today. Those who did not come today will naturally rush over when they hear the dividend numbers from others.
Nan Yi came to the high platform in front of the crowd, and the accountant Peng Yumin handed him a megaphone, "Boss Nan, there are two minutes to one o'clock. Boss Chang has already contacted the bank. The bank will delay closing time. All shareholders who come here can receive dividends today."
"very good."
In order to save some time and also for the consideration of shareholders, the shareholders' dividends have always been kept at the branches of National Bank. Shareholders who did not come today can go to the bank with their ID cards to collect them in the future.
Even if Nan Yi is no longer in Hongtu Real Estate or the company goes bankrupt in the future, shareholders can still get dividends from the bank. Even after 20 or 30 years, shareholders don't have to worry about their dividends due to the bank's good reputation.
For the benefit of shareholders, Nan Yi took great pains and made all kinds of calculations.
With 10 seconds left until one o'clock, Nan Yi climbed onto the stage, scanned the crowd again, raised the megaphone, and shouted to the crowd: "Dear shareholders, please be quiet and listen to me."
After shouting three times in a row, when most people's eyes were on him, Nan Yi continued to shout: "Dear shareholders, I am Nan Yi, the general manager of Hongtu Real Estate. Today, I invited all shareholders here to distribute dividends to everyone.
I'm sorry that we haven't prepared a large auditorium for everyone, nor have we prepared any food or drinks.
It's not that I, Nan, don't know etiquette. I can invite everyone to a big hotel that can accommodate everyone, and we can eat delicacies from land and sea, drink fine wine, and after we are full, we can also find a karaoke bar and sing the most popular song "Come to Taipei to See the Rain in Winter".
But I can't. What I just said will ultimately be paid for by Hongtu Real Estate, which means each of you will have to pay.
All shareholders invest their money in Hongtu Real Estate, which means they trust the company and me. Both the company and I have the responsibility to make good use of every penny of your money and spend it wisely. "
Having said that, Nan Yi paused, giving the shareholders time to sort out what he had just said.
"I always take Zhou Zhiming as an example to motivate myself and insist on being responsible to all shareholders. In the past year, all my colleagues and I have worked hard and finally achieved gratifying results."
[Zhou Zhiming, the male lead of "Plain Clothes Police", was well-known in 1992 as a policeman who was wronged but insisted on his beliefs.]
Nan Yi paused for two or three seconds again, "Okay, I know that all shareholders don't like to hear nonsense, so I will stop talking nonsense and say something that everyone likes to hear."
Nan Yi's words caused everyone to laugh.
"Listen carefully. What I am going to say next is very important. It is related to the dividends of all shareholders. First, our dividend this time is 4.48 yuan per share..."
As soon as Nan Yi announced the dividend figure, he couldn't continue speaking. All the shareholders present exclaimed in shock, and the sound was deafening.
"Did we hear it wrong? 4.48?"
"I must have said it out of turn. I added 4 more dollars."
“…”
"Quiet, quiet, listen to me. 4.48 per share. I am not mistaken, nor am I wrong. It is 4.48 per share. It is exactly 3.2 times the principal invested by all shareholders."
Having said that, Nan Yi stopped again, waiting for the shareholders to have a good discussion.
But after waiting for five minutes, there was still no sign of quietness. Nan Yi was not prepared to wait any longer, so he raised the megaphone again, tried his luck, and shouted loudly: "Bui Lumai, shut the fuck up!"
The curse words were uttered, and the whole place fell silent instantly.
Nan Yi was very satisfied with the result. He swallowed his saliva and continued to shout, "Your dividends are kept at the branch of Guoming Bank. They are not in cash, but in prize-winning savings coupons. When I finish speaking, you can go to the branch with your ID card and private seal as instructed in the notice to collect your dividends.
Okay, I have finished what I want to say. Don’t ask me how to go to the branch. You are all so talkative. Go ask yourself when the next dividend will be distributed. Wait for notification.”
After saying that, Nan Yi climbed down the platform and said to Peng Yumin, "I'll leave the aftermath to you. I'm leaving first."
How could Nan Yi not have thought that thousands of people gathering together could easily cause trouble? The relevant departments have already given notice, and the local police station has also sent people over. Now that the dividend distribution meeting has been successfully concluded, it is time to express condolences.
After giving the instructions, Nan Yi immediately left.
Although no journalists were invited to today's dividend distribution meeting, given the level of attention Coconut City is receiving these days and the news sensitivity , the scene just now would definitely be translated into words and published in the newspapers.
Nan Yi has been to many places and met many people. The theory of six degrees of separation has been fully verified on him. He can no longer hide his identity as a wealthy man. Since he can't hide it, he might as well be generous and let the newspaper write his name if they want.
Having read newspapers for more than ten years, Nan Yi knows the writing style of articles about "white bodies" published in newspapers very well. Even if his name appears in the newspapers, his information will not be written in too much detail, and it will not arouse too many reporters' interest in digging deeper into him.
Nan Yi had originally intended to attach the label of a rich man to himself. He had never thought of pretending to be poor, especially now that we have entered an era where "being rich is glorious". Anyone who has any connection with Nan Yi knows that he is a rich man.
Millions or tens of millions don't matter, and 100 million or 200 million are not to be feared. Coconut City is full of multimillionaires. Anyone who speculates in real estate starts with a million. He blends in with the rich and doesn't stand out at all.
As long as the newspapers don't report on him repeatedly and don't bombard the public with information, who would be so bored as to remember his name when they have nothing to do with him?
Nan Yi thought so and was very confident in his idea, but reality slapped him in the face. There were actually people who were watching him.
Li Xiaochao, a low-key person, only brought an assistant with him. He came to Coconut City in a low-key manner yesterday. Before the dividend distribution meeting started, he was already watching from the side. He saw all of Nan Yi's crude performance.
After Nan Yi left, he left with his assistant.
Li Tongban's original idea was to let Li Xiaochao come to Coconut City and get closer to Nan Yi, but Li Xiaochao dissuaded Li Tongban from calling Fang Mengyin. After arranging the work, he came for a "secret visit".
Fortunately, Nan Yi didn't know about this, otherwise, he might have sent someone to tell the rich man: "Don't talk about bullshit love, come here and make money."
Once the dividend issue is settled, Nan Yi’s schedule in Coconut City will soon come to an end. Now there is only one small matter left to be resolved.
Coming to the cargo terminal from the passenger terminal, Nan Yi saw the Changping, which belonged to Yi Wan International, sailing out of the terminal fully loaded with cargo, but he did not see the other Chang'an.
The current economy is overheated and freight rates are rising again and again. Compared with a year ago, freight rates have increased by 120%. Today's shipping industry is a seller's market. Shipowners are begging for ships, and shipowners are hiding from others for fear that shipowners who cannot be turned away will come to them.
The Changping and Chang'an are now running around the clock and have no free time at all. Not only has the initial cost of purchasing the ships been recovered, but they are also making profits every day. There's nothing they can do about it; it's because they are experiencing a period of huge profits.
But this period of huge profits will not last long. According to the nature of the Chinese people, as long as an industry is doing well, a large number of people will rush in to share the pie, until the industry is ruined and the huge profits become a win-win situation by volume.
Fortunately, the price of cargo ships is not cheap and there is a certain threshold, otherwise the period of huge profits will end very quickly.
Taking out the phone he bought two days ago, Nan Yi called Pan Wuji.
Pan Wuju was at the Planning Bureau to inquire about the property rights of a project. He was turned away the last time he came. This time, he was prepared and was carrying five kilograms of oranges in his hands. As a result, he successfully gained the right to review a pile of information.
When the phone rang, Pan Wuji's heart was pounding. It was so scary. He saw in the information that the per capita housing area in Coconut City was more than 50 square meters, while the figure in Beijing was only 7 square meters.
After being stunned for a while, Pan Wujie realized that his phone was ringing. He picked up the call and heard that it was Nan Yi. He hurried out of the Planning Bureau, rode his beloved motorcycle to the freight terminal.
When he saw Pan Wujie, Nan Yi felt happy.
Pan Wujie was not wearing a helmet. His sparse hair, which was already showing signs of premature hair loss, was stood up by the wind. His white shirt also fluttered in the wind, and his trousers were lifted up by the wind, exposing his calves.
"Pan Wuju's hair has changed a lot. When he first joined the company, it was still very thick."
In 1989, when Nan Yi first met Pan Wujie, he could still see in him the shadow of Li Tongban when he was young, young and vigorous. But now he has become a greasy middle-aged uncle in the eyes of women. The shelf life of Pan Wujie is too short.
Pan Wuju rode his bike to Nan Yi, stopped, got off the bike and called out to Nan Yi, "Boss Nan."
"Should I call you Boss Pan or Writer Pan?"
"Haha, just call me by my name." Pan Wujie said a little embarrassedly. In front of others, Pan Wujie dared to act like a boss, but he knew that he was not qualified at all towards Nan Yi. Not only was there a difference in strength, but also because of the previous relationship. Nan Yi gave him respect, so he had to respond with humility.
"No, you are now a well-known big boss in Coconut City. I can't call you by your name. I'll just call you Boss Pan. I just told you on the phone that I want you to come over to discuss a deal. Do you know Haimeng Building?"
"Cheng Hainan's?"
"Yes." Nan Yi nodded and told a story. "In 1989, Cheng Hainan, Su Meng, I boarded the Magnolia and arrived in Coconut City on the same day. After a day or two here, I thought about making color TVs and imported luxury cars, but if I want to make these two businesses, I have to skirt the law.
After much deliberation, I finally took a fancy to the low tariffs and free flow of capital in and out of Qiongdao, so Yiwan International was established. I will not say much about how its business was built, you are an eyewitness.
Compared to my smooth sailing, Cheng Hainan's journey to the sea was more bumpy. When Yiwan International won those orders in Yangcheng and started to make money, Cheng Hainan was still carrying the bag here. "
Nan Yi pointed at the workers carrying bags on the dock and said, "Then one day, Su Meng found me and said that Cheng Hainan wanted to make color TVs and asked me to borrow money. I didn't lend him the money, but I introduced him to a channel where he could buy on credit. With this channel, Cheng Hainan made a few color TV deals and made a little money.
After he made money, Cheng Hainan came to see me once. At that time, you were still in the company. He came to express his gratitude and also to show off. Anyway, the feeling he gave me was 'I'm rich now, I'm not afraid of you, Nan Yi'. Cheng Hainan had an inexplicable hostility towards me.
At the time I didn't know where his hostility came from, but I found out later. After a while, he came to see me again. This time, not only did he show his hostility, he also said some very radical and threatening words to me.
Because of these few words, the hostility is no longer unilateral on Cheng Hainan's side, but mutual hostility between him and me."
Nan Yi said, handing Pan Wuju a piece of paper, "The land of Haimeng Building was mortgaged to Guoming Bank, and the unfinished building was mortgaged to Yuzhou Bank. The construction team is owed a large amount of construction funds, and there are also a number of buyers who bought the pre-sale properties. The specific figures are all listed here."
Pan Wuju took the file and looked at the data listed on it. "Boss Nan, what do you need me to do?"
"When I called you, you said you were in the Planning Bureau?" Nan Yi asked instead of answering.
"Yes."
"What did you get?"
"Yes, I plan to leave Coconut City."
"Haha, are you looking at the number of projects reported, or the per capita residential area? It should be the per capita residential area, right?"
Pan Wuju asked in surprise: "Boss Nan, how did you know?"
"It's very simple. Anyone with a brain should read this. I started paying attention to these data about Coconut City in 1989."
Pan Wujie was ashamed. He thought that it was pure coincidence that he could see the data today. He had never thought about caring about these things before. He only cared about the superficial land transactions.
"Boss Nan, you are still a long-term thinker."
"Haha, stop praising me. Before you leave Coconut City, do me a favor."
"What's the matter?"
…
It was still the same 1.8-meter-long tender bed, and it was still the same couple. The cigarette had changed, and it was longer than last time. I took a puff and licked my lips, and I could smell a hint of sweetness.
More, ladies' cigarette, became popular this year and more people smoked it.
"Is Cheng Hainan having a hard time?"
"How could it be easy? The National Bank has come here twice. He has been paying me for meals. It is settled every month. Tomorrow is the day to settle the bill with the hotel."
"No money to pay?"
Meng Qi said sarcastically, "He has money to pay. Today he went to borrow money from someone. It seems to be someone named Su Meng, her old lover."
"Nothing, just call me Su Meng."
"Brother Jiu, do you know this Su Meng?"
"I've heard of it. Tomorrow you introduce Pan Wuju to Cheng Hainan and tell him that Pan Wuju has a lot of money but hasn't found a new project yet."
"Okay, Brother Nine, are we going to set off soon?"
"As long as you get this done, it will be quick."
"The TV is about to start. There's a lot of snow. Can you fix it?"
In Longkunxia Village, Su Meng opened the bathroom door and said to Nan Yi who was squatting there.
"Just take two shots yourself."
"I've filmed it, but it's useless. I need to adjust the antenna."
"Close the door and wait."
Su Meng closed the door and walked away. Nan Yi continued to concentrate on reading "The Seven Heroines of the Divine Power" in his hand. He saw Guo Jing slap Yang Guo to death at the door of the Tomb of the Living Dead. Huang Rong lay on Yang Guo's body and cried in grief. Xiaolongnu hid in the dark among the flowers, holding the Jade Peak Needle in her hand, waiting for an opportunity to attack Huang Rong.
At the foot of the mountain, in mid-air, Huang Yaoshi and his disciple and wife Cheng Ying were flying towards the Tomb of the Living Dead. On the ground, Da Wu and Xiao Wu were carrying Lu Wushuang and moving forward rapidly...
"Jin Yong Vomit" has a big imagination and is very daring to write. The people are still the same people, but the relationship structure has been rearranged, and human ethics have been trampled on in various ways. Nan Yi blushed and couldn't help clapping in admiration.
Su Meng waited for more than ten minutes, and the TV show started. She couldn't help but open the bathroom door again, "Is it ready?"
"Alright, alright."
Nan Yi replied perfunctorily, closed the book, picked a brick from the wall, and stuffed the book into the hole in the brick (hollow wall). The house here is about to expire, and Nan Yi does not plan to renew the lease, so he hides the book in the hole in the brick for the right person.
After washing his hands and walking into the room, Nan Yi glanced at the TV screen, then walked to the TV and tapped the side of the TV twice. The picture did not improve, so he immediately walked out of the room, grabbed a handful of nails from the kitchen, went downstairs, aimed at the fishbone antenna on the roof and shot.
With a ding, the bamboo pole holding the antenna shook.
"Are you ready?"
"No."
Ding, another nail shot out.
"Are you ready?"
"A little better than before, adjust it again."
After repeating this several times, Nan Yi finally heard Su Meng's affirmative answer. He washed his hands again and returned to the room. The song "Holding Your Hand" was playing on the TV speakers.
"Come on, it's starting."
Hearing Su Meng's call, Nan Yi quickly walked to the bamboo bed and sat down next to Su Meng.
1992 was a happy year for many people. One wonderful TV series followed another. The 1991 version of "Snow Mountain Flying Fox" was broadcasted on various local TV stations. Some local TV stations were already broadcasting "The Fairy Wife", "The Story of Qianlong", "Under the Imperial City", "Young Spy", "Little Dragon Man", and the currently popular "Annual Rings", covering all age groups.
From the children's mouths one can hear "Mountains and Rivers Can't Carry...", "Love in the Snow", "Thirty-Six Strategies Plus One, The Adventures of Little Hedgehog"; at the intelligence station at the entrance of the village one can hear people discussing whether Hu Yidao or Miao Renfeng is more powerful; and there are many "famous dishes" bestowed by Emperor Qianlong in the restaurants.
"Is Zhang Meng pretty?"
"It's not good. I didn't see it earlier. Did Zhang Meng do that with a man in the snow?"
"No."
"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong."
Nan Yi thought in his mind, "The memory of that scene seems to be connected to the lyrics of the song "Is There a Northern Wilderness in the Sky?" Is there another TV series with a similar theme?"
Who would have thought that after watching an episode of TV, the ending theme song started playing. Nan Yi muttered to himself, "Damn, it turns out to be the same TV series."
"Nan Yi, have you ever been to the countryside?"
During the commercial break, Su Meng looked away from the TV screen.
"I have been there, but don't ask me about my experience of going to the countryside. My experience there was completely different from what is shown on TV. I just went there for a formality, and I was in Shencun. I had four dishes and one soup every day, both meat and vegetables. I didn't suffer any hardship. If I had to say I suffered, it was when I was working hard before the college entrance examination."
Nan Yi felt sad in his heart, wondering if he had traveled through time a few years earlier, would he have honestly farmed in the countryside for a few years?
No, absolutely not. Even if he had to sell his ass, he would get a quota to return to the city, or a place in the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University. If he couldn't get either, he would become the son-in-law of the production team leader. It didn't matter if he was blind, lame or mute. He would still sneak back to the city in 1977. It was impossible for him to stay there and then make some minor adjustments to follow a similar path as now.
There is definitely no love for a disabled wife, but she will be rich for life. Marry a man to get clothes and food, this saying will not be tarnished.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Nan Yi in a daze, Su Meng bumped into Nan Yi with her arm.
"Thinking about the TV plot, this TV show is really well made."
"Oh." Su Meng was silent for a while, then said, "Let me tell you something."
"explain."
"Today I lent Cheng Hainan 100,000 yuan."
"Oh, actually you don't have to tell me. It's your freedom to use your money as you wish. Don't worry, I'm not that petty."
"He needs it urgently. I took the money from the company."
Nan Yi's face darkened instantly when he heard this. "You use the company's money to do your own business. Have you asked me, a shareholder, about this?"
"I will use my own money to make up for it tomorrow. It's not against the law. The time limit has not yet come."
"Who told you whether it's illegal or not?" Nan Yi glared at Su Meng and said, "Have you ever respected me as a shareholder? I won't care how much you want to borrow from others for personal use. If you use public funds for personal use, even if it's only a dime, you have to ask me as a shareholder first. This is a matter of principle, not a matter of amount."
"Then what do you want?" Su Meng said with a sullen face.
"Tomorrow I will ask someone to check the company's accounts. In addition, my lawyer will talk to you. Lawyers don't come so quickly, so you have enough time to find a lawyer for yourself. I told you that work is work and feelings are feelings. Our private relationship will not affect our respective positions in the company."
"Call a lawyer, what to talk about?" Su Meng's face became more and more ugly.
"Let's talk about the compensation you give me. You have destroyed the good cooperative relationship between us and hurt the heart of me as a shareholder. Of course you have to compensate me."
"Just tell me what you want now."
Nan Yi hugged Su Meng and said, "No, I will only talk to you about feelings, and let others talk to you about interests."
"Do you have a split personality?" Su Meng said angrily.