Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 575: Quotes from Mark Twain, an Investment Businessman
The car stopped on the side of the road, and the three got out. Zhao Hongjun pointed to the surrounding fields and asked Fang Minghua: "How is this place?"

Fang Minghua looked around and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "This place seems to be close to Hainan University, right?"

"Yes, Hainan University is to the west." Zhao Hongjun added, "This place is called Yawei Creek, located in the southeast of Haidian Island. Renmin Road leads directly to here. I heard that Hainan People's Hospital will set up a branch here."

Fang Minghua nodded after listening.

“It’s close to the university, has a strong cultural atmosphere, and has a hospital. It’s also just across the bridge from the commercial district across the river. It’s a good place.”

"You are right. I got internal information from the Planning Commission and the Construction Bureau. This is one of Haikou's key development areas. Also, do you know who bought the land here?" Zhao Hongjun smiled mysteriously.

"Who?"

"Hong Kong's Zeng's Real Estate and Japan's Kumagai Group's holding company in Hong Kong! This news was leaked to me privately by a director I know during a meal. I didn't know who they were at first, but later I checked the information and found out, wow! They are all Hong Kong's tycoons! These people have sharp eyes, and they have bought land here one after another. How bad can this place be?"

After saying that, Zhao Hongjun blew out a smoke ring proudly.

Fang Minghua laughed and said, "Hongjun, if you don't do real estate, you are simply wasting your talent!"

"Hehe. No big deal."

"Tell me your specific ideas." Fang Minghua continued.

"From what our group can mobilize and the mortgage of the Xijing building, we can raise a total of about 6400 million yuan. The land price here is about 45 yuan per mu on average. I plan to buy about 90 mu of land, plus 5000 million yuan in taxes and fees. The rest of the funds will be used to build a building, divided into the first and second phases, and sell it while it is being built.

"Of course, how to build it specifically requires professionals from an architectural design institute to plan it. But don't worry, I'll contact our Xijing Architectural Design Institute. It's absolutely reliable and the fees are favorable."

After hearing what Zhao Hongjun said, Fang Minghua did not answer immediately. He looked at the green rice fields not far away and suddenly asked, "Do you know Mark Twain?"

"I know, he's an American writer. Hey, Minghua, why are you suddenly talking about literature?" Zhao Hongjun looked puzzled.

Fang Minghua smiled and said, "Mark Twain is a writer, but he is also an investment businessman. He once said, 'Go buy land, because land can no longer be made.'"

Land cannot be manufactured?!

Zhao Hongjun pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Minghua, do you mean to just buy the land without building a house, and then sell it after the land price goes up?"

"Yes, if the house prices go up, won't the land prices also go up? Wouldn't it be simpler this way?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"Fuck! Exactly. Why bother renovating the house? Just circle the land I bought and wait for the price to be raised!" Zhao Hongjun became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Of course, you can also pretend to build a wall to enclose the land, and then get some machinery to dig a big hole or something, so that people won't accuse you of hoarding land." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"Oh, this is a clever trick, Minghua, you are so shameless, but I like it!" Zhao Hongjun laughed.

"In fact, you can also mortgage these lands to the bank, get a loan, and buy more land." Fang Minghua added lightly.

Zhao Hongjun was stunned for a moment, his mouth wide open, and he didn't even notice that the cigarette butt in his mouth fell to the ground with a plop. Jin Hai, who had been silent next to him, also stared at Fang Minghua with wide eyes.

After a long while, Zhao Hongjun finally came to his senses and murmured, "Tangtang said on the phone that I was crazy, but she was wrong. You are the one who is really crazy! Okay, I will do as you say! Buy land, mortgage it to the bank for a loan, and then buy more land!"

"I don't care how you operate or how much you buy, but you have to remember the game of passing the parcel that you talked about last night, and the words you said: quit while you're ahead!"

Fang Minghua's expression was very serious when he spoke.

"I understand. Let me tell you, my father told me a story when I was a child." Zhao Hongjun said with a smile.

"what story?"

Fang Minghua discovered that this guy likes to tell stories recently. "When we were young, didn't we love to eat sugar cane? Sugar cane is not very sweet. The sweetest part is the root of the sugar cane, and the middle part is the second sweetest."

"As a child, my teeth were not very good, so my father told me not to eat the root of the sugarcane like adults do. In fact, just eat the middle part. You have already tasted most of the sweetness of the sugarcane. Don't chew the last small part until your mouth is full of blood or even knock out your teeth."

"The same principle applies to land speculation like ours. The land price goes up, but there will always be a day when it stops going up or even drops in price. In fact, we don't have to wait until the highest price, we can just see when it's time to sell it. It's like eating the middle part of the sugar cane, that's all."

Fang Minghua was very satisfied with Zhao Hongjun's words.

It seems that the second generation of officials not only obtain resources from their parents, but also gain a lot of life experience.

"Okay, I won't worry about the details. I'll be going back to Xijing tomorrow." Fang Minghua said.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Come here to have fun. Haikou is not Xijing. There are many fun places here." Zhao Hongjun put his arm on Fang Minghua's shoulder affectionately.

"You've worked hard for half a year to win the literary award. Come to Haikou this time and relax for a few days! Look at this place, with sunshine, beaches and beauties. Why are you in such a hurry to go back?!"

In fact, Fang Minghua also wanted to relax for a few days. Not to mention the beauties, the warm climate here, and the sunshine and beaches in winter are indeed an indescribable temptation.

Anyway, my wife is still in the United States and hasn't come back yet, and the submission for the literary award is almost over. There is nothing important to do for the time being, so I'll just relax in Hainan for a few days.

So Fang Minghua nodded and agreed.

"Jin Hai, arrange it immediately and provide Minghua with a one-stop service tonight. Don't go to Wanghai Tower, go to the newly opened Emperor Entertainment City!"

A dragon? !
Fang Minghua glanced at Zhao Hongjun.

"Don't worry, it's vegetarian." Zhao Hongjun smiled.

"If Tangtang knew that I arranged those messed-up programs for you in Hainan, she would probably chase me to Haikou with a knife and chop me up."

That's pretty much it.
After the three of them had lunch at Wanghailou at noon, Zhao Hongjun drove Fang Minghua straight to Xixiu Bathing Beach for swimming.

Xixiu Bathing Beach is the closest and largest bathing beach to Haikou. It is also the only national-level winter training base for sailing and windsurfing in the country. The white sand beach, coconut trees and waves form a romantic scenery, and of course there are many girls.

Fang Minghua was a landlubber, so he changed into his swimming trunks and doggy-paved in the sea for a while, but felt bored, so he sat on a beach chair and looked at the scenery, which felt pretty good.

At night, the three of them went to the Emperor Entertainment City again, first took a sauna, then had a massage, and finally went to the dance hall.

The Emperor Entertainment City is very impressive. It has five floors with private rooms on each floor. It is simply a giant hollow beehive.

The men and women on the dance floor were shaking their heads and dancing wildly to the intense rhythm and ever-changing disco lights.

At this time, a large iron cage slowly descended from the sky. An almost naked girl was twisting her body in the cage, as if she was fighting a desperate battle. According to Zhao Hongjun, this was the special program of this entertainment city: iron cage dance.

Later, the iron cage slowly rose again, and finally seemed to disappear in the dark sky. The dance came to an end, and people returned to their seats or their own private rooms on each floor to continue rolling dice and drinking.

Night life.

Fang Minghua spent a few days in Haikou, trying all the local delicacies. He sunbathed on the beach during the day and went to the dance hall or karaoke bar at night. He had a pretty happy life.

But he had to go back eventually. He had already booked a flight to Huacheng for tomorrow, and then transfer to Xijing.

Today, Zhao Hongjun was unable to accompany him due to company matters. After dinner, Fang Minghua naturally would not go to the dance hall. He lay on the bed and watched TV alone.

Suddenly he received a call from Zhao Hongjun, saying that a fellow villager from Xijing wanted to see him.

(End of this chapter)