Chapter 621 620 "It's Not that I Don't Understand, It's that the World Is Changing Too Fast."

Song Tangtang clearly remembered that Fang Minghua told him that Zhao Hongjun bought land in Haikou at an average price of about 480,000 yuan per mu, which was more than ten times higher!

Zhao Hongjun's Shengshi Real Estate Development Company bought a total of 173 mu of land, which is nearly 900 million yuan at the current price!

Oh my god

Fang Minghua was not surprised. He took a bite of food and finished eating before saying: "It's almost time to sell it. Take advantage of this wave of land prices to sell it gradually. Don't play the game of passing the flower with those middle-class people. To be honest, although you are also a second-generation, you and I can't beat them."

"Haha, what kind of second-generation Hammer am I!" Zhao Hongjun said self-deprecatingly: "In the eyes of ordinary people, people like me seem to be very arrogant, but in the eyes of those people, I am nothing! I know myself!"

Zhao Hongjun took a sip of red wine and continued: "We met you at the zoo on New Year's Day last year. Didn't you say? Sell it after a year! I remember this. Before I came back from the New Year, I had sold a piece of land at an average price of 5.08 million per mu, about 38 mu."

"Full payment?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Of course it's full payment! Otherwise, why would I sell it so cheaply? I've already spread the word that I don't recognize you no matter if you're an acquaintance or a friend. I won't accept any arrears or delayed payments. I just want full payment, one hand for the money and the other for the land!"

"You're right, it's a one-time deal." Fang Minghua was very satisfied.

Zhao Hongjun has an advantage. He's not stubborn. He listens to others' advice, or at least listens to himself.

"Come on, come on, let's make a fortune in the New Year, cheers!" Zhao Hongjun raised his glass.

The four of them clinked glasses again. At this time, Song Tangtang suddenly sighed: "I suddenly realized that I don't understand this world more and more. On the one hand, in Hainan, everyone is speculating in houses and land, a feast for capital. On the other hand, in the Northeast, companies are closing down, and a large number of workers are laid off and in a difficult situation. What do you think is going on?"

"Hey, Tangtang, why do you think of the workers in the Northeast being laid off?" Zhao Hongjun was a little surprised.

"Last year, Minghua came back to his hometown in Northeast China because of his uncle's death. He also did some research and wrote some things." Song Tangtang briefly recounted the incident.

"Well, to paraphrase Cui Jian's lyrics: It's not that I don't understand, it's that the world is changing too fast." Zhao Hongjun lit a "Huazi", took a puff and continued to talk.

"Wang Gongquan, the vice chairman of Hainan Wantong Company, Minghua also met him once. He is also from Northeast China. We talked about this when we were having dinner together. He was also an official and was quite familiar with this phenomenon. He made a very wonderful analogy. Guess what he said to him?"

Zhao Hongjun deliberately kept the topic a secret.

"Go on, Hongjun." Wang Xia urged. Although she did not work in the government's economic department, she was also very interested in this topic.

"He made a very vivid metaphor: comparing the country to an omnipotent giant ship, which is moving slowly because of too many redundant personnel. To ensure the safety of the giant ship and the people on board, people must be evacuated to thousands of small boats."

"In the past, workers had a lifetime ticket issued and redeemed by the state. They worked and lived on the boat and were also called the owners of the boat. Well, now, this ticket has gradually been abandoned. Workers can climb onto the boats by relying on their technical skills or connections and luck. Those who failed to climb up ended up falling into the water."

"You can't just ignore it?" Wang Xia retorted.

Zhao Hongjun glanced at his wife: "Wang Xia, you work in a government agency, you know the current situation more or less, right? Now not only the enterprises have no money, but the country has no money either. In Xijing, some districts and counties can't even pay the salaries of cadres and teachers, right? And the textile factories in Textile City are also facing this problem. As the saying goes, a good cook can't cook without rice. Without money, what do you think we should do?!"

"Then Hongjun, you two bosses are not going to give back to society after making so much money?" Song Tangtang took over the conversation and asked half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Of course, I was born in a new society, grew up under the red flag, walked in the spring breeze, and prepared to cross the century." Zhao Hongjun said casually: "I have thought about it. After all the land is sold, I will donate tens of millions to the Hope Project in the name of the company, and build a number of Hope Primary Schools in Hainan. It can be regarded as a reward to Hainan. Minghua, what do you think?"

"I have no objection." Fang Minghua smiled and said: "In the future, we can also contact the Municipal Federation of Trade Unions to provide some financial assistance to the laid-off workers in the city. Of course, the specific amount of funding and how to operate it will be discussed slowly after you sell the land and come back."

"Okay! Let's do it! We can't control other places, and we don't have such great ability, but Xijing, after all, is the place where we were born and raised. We should try our best to contribute."

After the Spring Festival holiday, Zhao Hongjun hurried to Hainan again, and couldn't wait for the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month. At this time, he must be there in person.

Of course, Haikou also has his second home, Liu Xue and his son are also waiting for him.

Fang Minghua continued to write. Although the reportage had been published in Neican, he also had to continue writing novels.

That night, the family of four was at home. Song Tangtang was telling stories to the two children in the living room. Fang Minghua was typing in the study on the second floor. The door of the study was suddenly pushed open. Song Tangtang walked in and said:

"Minghua, Mingli called just now and asked you to go to her house now. It sounded like Jianjun had a quarrel with her."

"Good boy! You actually bullied my sister! You are tired of living!" Fang Minghua stood up suddenly when he heard it.

Seeing this, Song Tangtang hurriedly dissuaded him, "Minghua, don't be impulsive!"

Fang Minghua smiled and said, "Why should I be impulsive? My parents live in their house. What can Liu Jianjun do to my sister? But this boy is bold now? He actually dared to quarrel with my sister?!"

"Okay, okay, you go and take a look quickly, don't add fuel to the fire!" Song Tangtang said angrily.

"I know."

Fang Minghua changed his clothes, went downstairs and drove the SUV straight to Xiaonanmen.

Fang Mingli and his wife still live in Xingfu Community. When Fang Minghua went upstairs and knocked on the door, he saw his parents and sister and brother-in-law sitting in the living room without saying a word.

My mother sighed while holding her little niece in her arms, and my father smoked a cigarette without saying a word, but his face was also full of worry.

Look again, and see my brother-in-law Liu Jianjun sitting on a chair, holding his head and burying it between his legs.

It was Fang Mingli who opened the door. Seeing her brother come in was like seeing a savior: "Brother, please persuade Jianjun quickly, he wants to resign!"

Resign? !