Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 115
"Of course." Qin Xiong replied with a smile.

Since Qin Xiong had never dealt with similar matters before, he could only search for similar contracts and documents on the computer.

When looking for these materials, he discovered that in order to accept investment, it is not enough to have a formal association like the Xiangcheng Internet Writers Association. This is a public welfare organization after all. He must first establish a cultural company before he can successfully accept He Xiaoyun's company Corporate transfer.

Because the conditions for cooperation were not yet mature, Qin Xiong was not in a hurry to sign an agreement with He Xiaoyun.

After sending He Xiaoyun away, Qin Xiong said to himself: "I never thought that I, Qin Xiong, would one day start a company. I used to think that the word boss was destined to be unrelated to people like me."

Thinking of He Xiaoyun's investment of [-] million yuan, if the money can be credited smoothly, then not only his building can be built into a writer's village, but also the two foundations next to it can be negotiated with the village.

Three small buildings, surrounded by a large yard, will soon become a high-standard writer's village. In the writer's village in Hangzhou, there are only a few real villas in total.

According to the land price in the village and the current building cost, it is estimated that he only needs two to three million yuan to complete all the hardware facilities in the writer's village.

At that time, the first and second floors will provide accommodation, and the third floor will provide a code word platform, which can accommodate dozens of new writers at a time, and can also accept visits and collections from great gods from inside and outside the province.

If there are still companies and teams that shoot video or produce sound, then the basic model of this industrial chain is barely achieved.

Of course, with the urban background of Xiangcheng, these external conditions alone may not be able to attract writers from other provinces. It would be even better if the government could provide some supporting policy support.

For example, tax breaks and credits for startups.

For example, according to the current talent support policy, the stationed writers will be given certain financial incentives and housing subsidies.

For example, like Star City next door, it can rate Internet writers, compare with the current writer rating system, and give corresponding talent subsidies and welfare levels.

Thinking of these, Qin Xiong's heart gradually boiled up.

At this time, he didn't care about typing, so he directly found the phone number of the village head of Jingtou Village and called him.

"Village chief, I'm Xiaoqin, the eldest son-in-law of the Tang family... yes, yes, the one who built the writer's village. Now, I want to further invest and take down the two adjacent foundations to build a whole writer's village." ..."

"I can't make the decision myself. It stands to reason that people who are not members of the village collective cannot buy homesteads." The village chief said in embarrassment.

"I'm not an outsider, my wife is from the village." Qin Xiong explained.

"That's what you said, but according to the regulations, you can only build one house. You have three houses. In addition, these two foundations belong to Brother Tang Dabiao. I don't know if they will agree..." The village chief said uncertainly.

"Understood, what I want to express is only a few points: first, we will not buy and sell by force; second, we will give sufficient economic compensation; in addition, if this matter can be achieved, we will also be very grateful to the village collective for its fulfillment , in the repair work of the village cultural auditorium, I will contribute my own strength..." Qin Xiong said.

"How much power will this have?" The village head asked after hearing this.

In order to repair the cultural auditorium and further enrich the cultural life of the villagers, he recently had several "fates" with the villagers, but the results became more and more irrelevant, and his hair became grey.

Some villages are full of talented and capable people, and building the auditorium is easy and simple, and the money is quickly collected, but their Jingtou Village has a much weaker foundation, and it is rare to see some improvement, and it is still attached to the son-in-law of the Tang family.

"30 to 50." Qin Xiong thought for a while and said directly.

Since he visited the village with Tang Hongwei last time, he was also shocked by the auditorium built in the early years of the village. Except for the solid main building, the internal and external environment is too dilapidated.

In this kind of place for cultural activities, no matter how high-end the program is, I'm afraid it won't be able to take eye-catching photos, the background is too ugly.

"Ah, if you really can contribute 50 yuan, I will personally do the ideological work of brother Tang Dabiao. In addition, the environment in the village has improved, and the market price of each piece of foundation has also increased..." the village chief reminded.

"How much has it increased? It's not because of me that the price of the foundation has increased?" Qin Xiong asked anxiously.

"Haha, each piece is about [-] yuan, and it can only be freely circulated within the village collective. Thank you for your contribution to the village. Don't worry, we will all cooperate with you in related work in the future. If anyone dares to make trouble, I will The first one will not spare him!" the village head promised.

"If the price can be negotiated, I can accept it. I'll wait for your good news, thank you." Qin Xiong said.

"What if the price is higher than this?" The village head asked casually.

"Then we can discuss it at that time. If it doesn't work, I can also consider a more suitable place to invest." Qin Xiong said bluntly.

"Understood, I will try my best to coordinate!" said the village head.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Xiong sighed. Money is the sum of all relationships. It seems that in the future, we must learn to keep a low profile when doing things.

If he hadn't announced with great fanfare that he wanted to build a writer's village from the very beginning, he might have bought the nearby foundation for up to [-] yuan and put it into the writer's village project.

But now, five hundred thousand is not necessarily enough. After all, once human greed arises, it is hard to eradicate.

Ordinary people don't have many ways to make money. The foundation of the Tang Dabiao brothers is just next to their main building. If they really want to change hands, they must also hope to transfer a higher price.

Sure enough, the village head soon brought bad news.

The Tang Brothers don't really want to sell, but if they really want to buy, each foundation will cost one million.

Hearing this price, Qin Xiong just fell silent.

Whether it's [-] or [-], Qin Xiong can barely accept it, but now the other party has directly doubled it, this is simply killing him as a fool!

How can he negotiate such a price?

"Xiao Qin, are you still there?" the village head asked carefully.

"Yes." Qin Xiong cherishes words like gold.

"To be honest, when I heard the offer, I scolded them too, but they claimed that the two pieces of land they got were intended to be used by their children and grandchildren to build houses, and they didn't want to sell them easily. It is also difficult to buy foundations in the surrounding areas." The village chief explained.

"It's okay, let them keep it and sell it slowly. You also said that this kind of foundation can only be circulated within the village collective. I will find relevant departments to keep an eye on them..." Qin Xiong said slowly.

With Qin Xiong's current ability, he has met and dealt with quite a few leaders of various departments. It may be impossible to find others to open the back door to handle affairs, but he still thinks he has the face to find others to maintain social justice.

"Well, what you said seems to make sense. There is no one in the village who can afford this price, but if they insist on keeping it in your hands, you can't force it. I will try my best." The village chief explained.

"Understood, thank you!" Qin Xiong replied.

"If it doesn't work, I'll discuss it with them again. In addition, is the price of [-] yuan worth negotiating?" the village chief tentatively asked.

"There is no need to discuss it. This is already a very sincere price. After all, this is only the foundation. There are still many places to spend money in the later stage. Moreover, Jingtou Village is not my only choice. As long as I look for it carefully, I will There are many better choices." Qin Xiong said.

"I understand, I understand. You are the son-in-law of the Tang family. According to regulations, you are also a member of our village collective. As the village head, I will definitely try my best to meet your needs. That's okay, let's not say more, I will do it later. Their work..." responded the village chief.

Sure enough, the most complicated thing is the human heart.

Qin Xiong didn't dare to say that there must be something wrong with the request of the Tang brothers, but he didn't want to wrong himself too much because of the other party's inflated desires.

Taking a step back, if he is not willing to pay for the purchase, with the financial resources of the other party, they will not be able to build the house.

So, for me, these two places are still empty space for the time being.

He can use one building to provide a coding platform, then rent a few buildings in the village, and directly transform them into resting places for writers.

In this way, the consideration and cost may be less.

Soon, the village chief replied that the Tang Brothers wanted to have an interview with him.

"Yes, but I'm in Pengcheng for the time being, and I may stay here for ten days and a half months. When I go back, let's talk about it in detail..." Qin Xiong replied.

　The second update is here, the two updates are over today, see you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)