jdhmnovel Chapter 144: How do you plan to develop that piece of land?
Chapter 144: How do you plan to develop that piece of land?
"Jimmy, your reports are becoming more and more professional, comparable to my secretary with glasses."
"Have you ever considered changing your career to become a secretary? Even though you're a bit dark, I can still agree to it with reluctance because of your professionalism."
Zhou Shengpeng held an auction admission ticket in his hand, flicked it gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Damn it, boss, are you kidding me?"
"I heard that all your secretaries have to wear black stockings. If they don't, they'll be fined. My figure isn't suitable for black stockings, right?"
Jimmy said seriously.
Zhou Shengpeng curled his lips and said, "This is the company's uniform dress code, a formal regulation. You're making it sound so frivolous."
"The black stockings are definitely decent black stockings, but I don't know if the boss is decent or not."
Jimmy joked along, then said seriously, "What are the arrangements for Tiankun Group?"
"He Feng, the chairman of Tiankun Group, completely looks down on small companies like ours. He just randomly calls a manager and wants to discuss land matters. Of course, he disappeared."
Zhou Shengpeng put away the smile in his eyes and shook his head gently: "In business, we can't get the benefits we want by being inferior to others."
"When He Feng personally expresses his desire to meet me, we will negotiate with Tiankun Group."
"it is good!"
Jimmy nodded. Zhou Shengpeng always did things at his own pace, and he just needed to obey.
He placed another document on the table: "Brother Peng, this is the account you arranged for me to open at the Chinese Securities Bank."
Zhou Shengpeng glanced through it casually and nodded.
Since 68, the securities trading in Hong Kong has been controlled by foreigners. There is only one Hong Kong Stock Exchange, which is a world of foreigners.
Later, Chen Wanxian and Fang Jin had an argument with the foreigners. Although they parted on bad terms, it also led to the establishment of the Chinese Trading Club.
In 1973, the Hong Kong Stock Exchange had reached a point where five associations were in a three-way competition. Stock trading was crazy and heated, ushering in the era of the so-called "shark fin rice soup".
He also wants to try this high-end gameplay.
"Okay, you'll go somewhere with me tomorrow."
Zhou Shengpeng collected his thoughts and closed the folder.
When Jimmy heard that he was going out with Zhou Shengpeng, his eyes immediately lit up. Every time they went out, they were going to cause trouble, and it had to be big trouble.
The boss asked him to open a stock account. Could it be that he wants to dominate the stock market and let him broaden his horizons?
He was very excited at the thought of playing high-end games.
"Brother Peng, you asked me to use the No. 5 plot to borrow 200 million. Do you want me to go and dominate the stock market?"
When Zhou Shengpeng heard this, he knew that Jimmy had misunderstood. He did want to play stocks, but not in this way.
He said meaningfully: "The stock market is played by people, and people are the real masters. We are not playing stocks, we are playing people first."
Jimmy was confused.
Zhou Shengpeng was so mysterious that he kept his appetite whetted to the extreme.
He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Peng, where are we going tomorrow?"
"Let's go to the land auction organized by the government and have some fun with that prodigal son He Zhe-nan."
Zhou Shengpeng smiled and raised the admission ticket in his hand.
Jimmy thought he could understand it, but he was even more confused.
What is the connection between land auctions and the stock market?
What is the boss up to?
He was puzzled and could only wait and see.
the next day.
Luxury cars gathered at the entrance of the land auction.
A black Bentley slowly stopped.
Then Zhou Shengpeng, wearing a formal black suit, got out of the car with Jimmy behind him.
When we got to the door, the staff politely said, "Sir, please show us your ticket."
Generally, when auctioning land, one must first apply for qualifications. Only after the government reviews and capital verification and meeting the requirements will an admission ticket be given.
Only with this ticket can you enter the auction site and bid for land.
This is also one of the reasons why Zhou Shengpeng needs to mortgage Plot No. 5 and get a loan.
Jimmy took out his admission ticket and had it stamped by the staff.
The two of them entered the auction site together.
It was Jimmy's first time in such a high-end place, and he was a little excited.
Who would have thought that the dwarf mule could get to this point, come to the auction and bid for land with the big guys.
The business is not a small one, making hundreds of thousands or millions, but hundreds of millions in the blink of an eye.
Just thinking about that scene is enough to make people excited.
Different from Jimmy's excitement, Zhou Shengpeng was very calm, although it was his first time here as well.
However, have you ever seen a pig run even if you haven’t eaten pork?
In later generations, I have seen many auctions.
Having experienced so many ups and downs in this life, his mentality has long been much more settled.
The venue occupied by the auction was not small, a bit like a movie theater in later generations.
The chairs throughout the conference were covered with red velvet and the floor was covered with red carpet.
On a raised platform facing all the chairs stood a long table at which sat the notary.
Staff will be there to preside over the auction later.
Zhou Shengpeng took the number 9 card, chose a middle seat and sat down.
Among the real estate developers.
With thick hair and a handsome young face, he stands out among the rows of Mediterranean girls.
It stands out a bit from the crowd.
The big guys looked at him who was unfamiliar to them and cast their eyes over here from time to time.
Yao Shaobin, who was sitting in the front row, also noticed Zhou Shengpeng.
He vaguely felt that the other person looked familiar, but he didn't take it seriously.
Usually they are young and handsome, and they are not from small companies without strength, and they come to see the world.
He's the second generation of a real estate company, and basically he's just there to do the work.
The land we photographed today is quite large.
He came to bid in his capacity as the senior director of Meiyu, a subsidiary of Tiankun Group, and was determined to win the land.
Whether or not we can capture this piece of land is crucial to future development.
With the opening of the etiquette lady, the auction officially began.
Several small plots of land were auctioned in succession, but the main event was still to come.
But many people still waited patiently.
"The land currently being auctioned is located at Dapu Lot 186, a private residential land parcel. It was eventually won by bidder No. 8 for million."
The auction manager announced the end, and soon a staff member came and took the bidder for number 8 out to handle the formalities.
The auction continued, and Zhou Shengpeng flipped through the booklet in his hand.
He knew that the next piece of land was the long-awaited piece of land.
"Next is Lot 110, Tsing Lung Tau, Tsuen Wan. It's listed by the Youji Group. The reserve price is HK$ million. Bidding is now open!"
At this time, everyone started raising their signs.
"Number twelve, one hundred million."
"Number seven, one hundred and ten million."
Yao Shaobin signaled with his eyes, and the assistant next to him began to raise signs: "One hundred and twenty million."
"Number two, one hundred and twenty million. Is there more than one hundred and twenty million?"
Zhou Shengpeng nodded slightly, and Jimmy raised the sign for number nine: "One hundred and sixty million!"
Forty million was added in one go. Such a generous sum made everyone turn their heads and look at Zhou Shengpeng.
Many people cast doubtful glances at him.
Damn, where did this second-generation rich guy come from? Do you know the rules? Isn't this just nonsense?
The price was raised so high all of a sudden that many people were afraid to bid anymore.
But Zhou Shengpeng looked calm and composed, sitting steadily in his chair.
Yao Shaobin gritted his teeth and signaled his assistant to continue holding up the sign: "-170 million."
Zhou Shengpeng nodded again. Jimmy felt his palms sweating. Just by raising a sign, tens of millions were spent. It was really exciting.
"Twenty million!"
As soon as he raised the sign, Zhou Shengpeng counted loudly.
This time, everyone's waist was broken.
"Wow!"
All the bigwigs present turned to look at Zhou Shengpeng, their faces full of disbelief.
This is completely not treating money as money, but thinking it is a counting game.
Yao Shaobin felt something was wrong, so he signaled his assistant to continue holding up the sign, while he quickly called He Feng.
At this time, He Feng and his son He Zhe'nan were rarely together and were playing golf at Wangshan Golf Course.
He Feng changed his usual suit and tie look and wore casual clothes and a hat. He Zhe'nan also changed into casual clothes.
The father and son stand together, a rare harmony.
He Feng calmly aimed at the ball, with his arms straight, legs slightly bent, and the plane of the club level with the ground.
Then rotate your arms 45 degrees, bend them and lift them up.
With one final swing, the ball went in.
"Clap clap clap!"
He Zhenan clapped his hands, then said with a smile, "Dad, you're still as charming as ever!"
"Golf is the only game that uses childhood toys but enjoys the privileges of age."
"When I'm in my seventies or eighties, I can still come to the golf course and swing a club, and recapture some of the feeling of my youth."
He Fengxiao handed the club to He Zhenan and asked, "Want a shot?"
"Forget it. I still prefer tennis to golf. There are opponents, competition, and it's more energetic!"
He Zhe'nan shook his head and rejected He Feng's invitation.
"You're young, and it's good that you enjoy competitive gaming."
He Feng calmly withdrew his hand and continued to teach his son: "Do you know why I like golf?"
He Zhe'nan shrugged and waited for He Feng to continue explaining.
"Golf can reveal a person's character, including that of your playing partners and yourself. Your playing style reflects your lifestyle, and your character reflects your golfing style."
"Some players are impatient, some are impatient, and some are steady. You can tell by their playing style."
"It's the same with our business. Business is essentially done with people. You have to speak to people according to their needs and serve them according to their needs."
He Feng continued, "Last time, regarding the Yau Ma Tei Plot 5 incident, your mistake was misjudging Zhou Shengpeng."
"No way, Dad."
"We are enjoying our leisure time together as father and son, and you are not going to interrupt us with lecturing and this ignorant little mule, are you?"
He Zhe'nan interrupted impatiently and asked back.
"Okay, once we talk about a topic you don't want to mention, tensions between us father and son will become tense, so let's not talk about him for now."
"How about we talk about whatever you want to talk about?"
Seeing that his son was unmoved, He Feng had no choice but to temporarily stop preaching to avoid a quarrel.
He Zhe'nan's expression eased at this time.
The father and son started chatting as they walked away.
"The market closed down 150 points at noon. The US stock market softened last night, and with today's land sales, the market will definitely be affected."
"Dad, you've got your eye on that piece of land in Tsing Lung Tau, Tsuen Wan. How are you planning to develop it?"
He Feng took off his gloves, held them in his hands and said, "Take a picture first."
As we were chatting, the phone suddenly rang.
"Mr. He, someone is deliberately raising the price of the land in Tsing Lung Tau in Tsuen Wan. It's now at 280 million."
"what?"
He Feng was slightly surprised when he heard what Yao Shaobin said on the other end of the phone.