My buildings have attributes

"Of course, the high land prices are partly to blame, but would land prices be this high without the competition from developers?" Mr. Li continued.

Chen Ling smiled but didn't say anything. He actually wanted to say yes.

"Putting those issues aside, the quality of the housing in the resettlement housing complex built by General Manager Chen this time is amazing, and the construction speed is also fast. So, the reason I invited General Manager Chen here today is to ask him if he would like to get involved in commercial housing development."

"Of course, developing commercial housing is much better than us construction companies toiling away for a pittance." Chen Ling naturally expressed his desire.

"If Mr. Chen can acquire the land at a low price, could he control the price of the commercial housing to below 3 yuan per square meter?" Mr. Li asked earnestly.

Walter?

30,000 per square meter?

What is Mr. Li trying to do?

Chapter Twenty: Unmanageable Renovation

Chen Ling felt that Boss Li was going crazy.

A price of 30,000 yuan per square meter still sounds high, but compared to the current price of over 40,000 yuan per square meter in Jinling, it has dropped by 25%.

People might think that a price reduction of 1 yuan per square meter isn't much, but in reality, the difference is huge.

Take a 20-story building as an example. If the price difference is 1 yuan per square meter, the profit for one building would be 1.5 million to 2 million yuan less. So what about ten or twenty buildings? That's a difference of several billion yuan.

Although the land was acquired at a low price, it was still a low price, not a free gift.

Even if they acquire the land at a low price, it will only be a few hundred million less, at most a billion. No matter how much more, Mr. Li has no say, since it is commercial land.

Even a fool would know which choice to make: losing a few hundred million in land acquisition but earning ten or twenty billion less from selling houses.

Of course, this is the choice of other developers.

Chen Ling is different; he builds houses at very low cost and at a very fast speed.

If he were to actually build a house on a plot of land, even at 3 yuan per square meter, he would earn just as much as, if not more than, a developer.

However, there is a very important problem here, and if this problem cannot be solved, Chen Ling would not have done this.

"Mr. Li, can you protect him?" Chen Ling asked directly.

That's right, it's about whether Boss Li can protect him.

If you can handle it, then there's nothing more to say, just roll up your sleeves and get to work. What's wrong with challenging the entire real estate industry? To Chen Ling, who has a systematic approach, all real estate developers are trash.

If I can't keep up, well, I'll just have to slowly develop my farming business.

Making money is important, but his life is more important. Unless the system upgrades and ensures his safety, he won't do such a thing.

Mr. Li was also dumbfounded by Chen Ling's question. This was the first time someone had spoken to him like this, and so directly.

But think about his ambitions, and think about what his second uncle said to him.

Mr. Li smiled and said, "I grew up in the compound, and when I was little, I even went to my grandfather, the chief architect, to ask for candy."

Holy crap...

Wow, are you that awesome?

Mr. Li's boastful act caught Chen Ling completely off guard.

Although Mr. Li didn't directly say that I could handle it, this answer was much more impressive than simply saying that I could handle it.

"Done."

Chen Ling didn't waste any words and made a decision directly.

Just kidding, with this awesome guy protecting him, what's he afraid of?

Next, Mr. Li shared his thoughts with Chen Ling, mainly to find out if Chen Ling could meet his requirements.

If you want to curb housing prices, you can't develop one community at a time; that's pointless.

Even if your house sells for 3 yuan per square meter, there are too few houses, so it won't achieve the goal of suppressing housing prices.

After all, housing is a basic necessity, and Jinling is a big city. Every year, many people come to Jinling, which causes housing prices in Jinling to keep rising.

Therefore, there must be a sufficient supply of housing, and then, in conjunction with appropriate policy decisions, in order to achieve the goal of suppressing housing prices.

The two talked for a whole morning, and at noon, Boss Li even treated Chen Ling to lunch in the cafeteria.

Many people in the city have seen Chen Ling and remembered his face; he is another person you can't afford to offend.

Boss Li specially brought Chen Ling to the cafeteria for a meal, and even had him sit in the main hall, which made his intentions quite clear.

This person is under my protection, so you all better remember that.

After finishing lunch, Chen Ling left the city.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Although Mr. Li wanted to implement the project as soon as possible, some things couldn't be resolved by him alone; meetings were needed.

Chen Ling wasn't in a hurry. Anyway, he wasn't going to starve, so what was wrong with being a couch potato for a few days?

And so, while Mr. Cheng worked hard to run the project and Mr. Chen was just coasting along, the relocation housing community began to take over.

The relocation housing is not commercial housing; it is all compensation for demolition.

Therefore, after the resettlement housing community is built, it does not need to be sold to the public. Everyone can directly choose their house through a lottery, and after choosing their house, they can start decorating.

Within a week, most of the relocation households had completed the lottery process, and some impatient ones had even found renovation companies and started renovations.

For example, Li Dafu is one of the residents whose homes were relocated. He is currently bringing an electrician and a bricklayer he found at the labor market to his home to prepare for renovations.

The first step in renovation is to install plumbing and electrical lines. If the plumbing and electrical lines aren't installed properly, you simply can't lay the tiles.

The reason Li Dafu didn't hire a renovation company was because renovation companies charge high prices, and it's cheaper to hire someone himself, although it's a bit more troublesome.

I don't mind the trouble, as long as it saves money.

"This is the wiring diagram. Just follow this wiring pattern."

Li Dafu, holding the renovation design drawings he had obtained from someone else, spoke to the electrician and the bricklayer.

The blueprints were simple, and the wiring wasn't difficult either; the two experienced workers understood them at a glance.

“Alright, I’ll get to work then, I’ll start by breaking down the wall,” the bricklayer said.

"Okay, let's begin," Li Dafu nodded and said.

"Let's make this clear first, these two walls are load-bearing walls, and they're 50 meters high. The wall next to it isn't load-bearing, and it's 35 meters high," the bricklayer said before picking up his electric pick.

“Okay, I understand the price range, but you have to do a good job. You can't smash it crookedly, or I won't pay you.” Li Dafu nodded. The price wasn't expensive; he had looked into it beforehand.

"Boss, don't worry, I've been in this business for 20 years, I can smash a straight line even with my eyes closed."

After showing off, the bricklayer picked up an electric pickaxe and started hacking at the cement wall.

Boom boom boom...

As the electric pick was used to strike the bricklayer, his whole body began to tremble.

There's no way around it; forces are reciprocal. While you're hitting the wall, the wall is also hitting you.

Five minutes later, the bricklayer stared blankly at the flattened pick head of the electric jackhammer.

"Master, is this pickaxe fake?" Li Dafu asked, looking equally bewildered.

"Damn it... he sold me a defective one. I'll go back to him and try a different one." After saying that, the bricklayer switched to an electric pickaxe.

Boom boom boom...

Another round of criticism followed.

One minute later, the pickaxe went dull again.

"How about... I try a different hammer?" the bricklayer said, somewhat bewildered.

"Row."

The bricklayer swung his sledgehammer and began smashing the wall.

Two hours later.

"Master, don't go! What am I going to do with this renovation if you leave?" Li Dafu shouted after the bricklayer.

"Can't handle it, let's find someone else, goodbye."

The electrician saw the bricklayer leave, so he left too, since there was nothing he could do about the wall.

Whether using an electric pickaxe or a sledgehammer, after two hours of hammering, apart from the paint chipping off, the wall itself was completely unharmed.

Li Dafu looked at the empty room and the walls with peeling paint, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

It turns out that having a house of too high quality isn't always a good thing.

How am I supposed to handle this renovation?

Chapter Twenty-One: Boss Zhou's Promotion

Chen Ling drives his luxury car to work, and the surrounding cars keep a distance of two meters from him.

There's no way around it; if it gets scratched or damaged, I can't afford to pay for the repairs.

"Welcome to Happy Family, I'm Ginger, and I'm Dumpling."

Chen Ling really likes this program and listens to it every day on his way to work.

"Ginger, have you noticed that there are fewer news reports about shoddy construction projects now, almost none?"

"Isn't this normal? Why are you bringing this up?"

"I saw a news report yesterday and it made me think. It's normal for shoddy construction projects to make the news, after all, it's about exposing those unscrupulous businessmen. But I've never seen good construction quality make the news before. After reading the news, I was shocked."

"Why are you so startled? How can good construction quality be scary?"

"Good quality isn't scary, but too good quality is. When people move into a new house, they all want to renovate, right? But because the quality is too good, they can't break down the walls to lay the cables, so now the residents of the whole community can't renovate."

"Can't break down the wall? That can't be right, maybe you're not using the right tools?"

"Don't even mention the tools. They used an electric pickaxe to smash the wall, and the pick head was worn down, but the wall itself was completely unharmed, except for a piece of paint that chipped off. What do you think of the quality?"

"Then what about using other tools, not electric picks?"