Great Power Army Reclamation

On the plane, Ye Yuze began to wonder who he should talk to about this matter. There is no doubt that the location of the hotel must be built in Wangfujing. Because it is the most prosperous place in Beijing.

Ye Yuze had a headache thinking about the rows of shops there. Although those shops are owned by the state, how much will have to be demolished if a hotel is built there? Can this be done?

Originally, he planned to go to Grandpa Wang directly, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea. Grandpa Wang has some old-fashioned ideas. If he spoke out about this kind of capitalist land encirclement, he would probably be beaten.

Thinking about it now, apart from Grandpa Wang, he really didn't have anyone he could talk to. Besides, for such a big thing, it’s not easy to find ordinary people, right? Who dares to take charge?

After thinking for a long time, he decided to go back and talk to Secretary Wang first. Let's listen to his opinion. If things can't be done, just resign yourself. But I don't know if the executive director of the company has resigned?

After the plane landed, Ye Yuze called Grandpa Wang's office directly. As soon as the call was connected, he lowered his voice and asked:

"Uncle Wang, when are you free today? I have something I want to talk to you about alone. Don't tell Grandpa Wang."

Secretary Wang was stunned for a while before realizing that this was Ye Yuze, and couldn't help but become curious. This kid has never called him uncle? Why did you change your gender today? He was also mysterious and didn't let Mr. Wang know. He must have caused some trouble and was afraid of being beaten, so he quietly came to find him.

But he has always been by Mr. Wang's side, so he naturally knows the status of this little guy in Mr. Wang's heart. Even though Mr. Wang often scolds him, he likes this child very much. Even a little indulgent.

So he replied: "At noon, Mr. Wang has an hour and a half to rest at noon. I can have a meal with you."

So the two made an appointment to meet at the Chinese restaurant of the Capital Hotel, and Secretary Wang hung up the phone.

After a while, Mr. Wang's voice came from inside: "Who made the call? Is it your private matter?"

Secretary Wang's heart sank and he quickly opened the door and went in. He was afraid that Mr. Wang would misunderstand that he was hiding something.

In fact, Mr. Wang didn't think that much, because basically everyone called him, and his secretary was responsible for answering the phone. No matter what happened, whoever called him would report it to him.

But today the secretary's behavior was a little strange. Not only did he not tell him, but the voice when he answered the phone was very quiet. Mr. Wang didn't hear what he said, so he asked out of curiosity.

Secretary Wang didn't have the guts to hide anything from Mr. Wang, so he explained everything Ye Yuze had just said.

Mr. Wang tapped the pen on the table a few times, and he became interested. He smiled and said, "You can go ahead in a while. Don't tell that kid that I know. Let's see what he wants to do."

Secretary Wang was filled with helplessness, and neither of them would let me tell each other. But I can’t do it!

At noon, Secretary Wang walked into the Chinese restaurant and saw Ye Yuze sitting in the corner. This guy was obviously restless and no longer as tired as before.

Secretary Wang's heart sank, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Is he really afraid that this kid will cause some big trouble? Although it’s nothing to be afraid of, it’s still troublesome, isn’t it? Just like the last time he beat up the old Liu boy. If Mr. Wang didn't show his attitude and let himself go, how could the matter be solved so easily? Who did he beat again this time?

When Ye Yuze finished telling the story, Secretary Wang was even more surprised than when he heard about his fight. The construction of a hotel didn't surprise him, after all, the White Swan Hotel in Guangzhou was there. But what the hell is this high-end community? You must know that only a few coastal cities have begun to implement liberalization. But the country has not yet engaged in such a thing as real estate.

After all, all land in China belongs to the state, and housing is allocated by the state. Ye Yuze's residential property needs to buy land from the state, which is a big deal. Secretary Wang felt that he was a little over the top and ran away without even eating.

Secretary Wang returned to the office. Mr. Wang had just eaten and looked at Secretary Wang in surprise. "Why are you back so soon? That boy didn't care about your food?"

Secretary Wang immediately shook his head, hesitated several times, and finally gritted his teeth and told Ye Yuze's plan. Mr. Wang was also stunned, then he slapped the table and cursed:

"You little bastard, if you don't take care of him for a few days, he will go to heaven. Call him over, and I will whip him with a belt!"

But just after he finished scolding, Mr. Wang suddenly asked: "Is there any precedent in Shenzhen?"

Secretary Wang nodded: "It was to build a cadre dormitory. There was no money. A businessman named Liu Tianneng gave the idea and helped sell part of the house. In this way, the Shenzhen side didn't spend a penny, and the cadre family area was built. Woke up."

Secretary Wang's eyes lit up when he said this, as if. Isn’t this something that can’t be done? The key point is that there is already a precedent.

Mr. Wang also pondered for a long time: "You'd better call him here and ask him about this matter? Let's see what they plan? Isn't he here on behalf of the Hong Kong consortium this time?"

Secretary Wang nodded, said, "Okay." Then turned and left.

Because the time was too short, he estimated that Ye Yuze had not finished his meal and went directly to the Capital Hotel. As expected, Ye Yuze didn't leave, he was still drinking soup leisurely.

As soon as Secretary Wang went out, Mr. Wang picked up the phone and broadcast a number. The other side just pondered for a moment and then said: "Bring him here, I think this is a good thing. Let's see how these Hong Kong businessmen plan to operate?"

As soon as Ye Yuze arrived at Mr. Wang's office, he was taken to the old man's house and talked for more than an hour before coming out. Face full of joy.

It turned out that at this time, the Beijing government was preparing to build a fourteen-story hotel in Wangfujing due to the increasing needs of tourists. The demolition work has been completed, but due to funding issues, it has not yet been determined when construction will start.

After all, the amount of funds required for a complex building with a dozen floors in those days was a burden for any government.

Now since Hong Kong businessmen want to do it, let them do it. The hotel land was sold directly to them for five million US dollars, which was definitely a sky-high price at the time.

As for housing, that needs detailed negotiations with people from Hong Kong. After all, Ye Yuze didn't know much about these things, and his identity was not suitable.

Although he is a shareholder of Peninsula Hotel, he is still a mainlander. Not suitable for business negotiations with the government.

The old man looked at Mr. Wang with a smile: "Wang Beard, you are a good boy. He should graduate soon, right? How do you plan to arrange for him?"

Mr. Wang smiled helplessly: "He still uses me to arrange it? At the age of 20, he has already had a net worth of over 100 million. Let him fly by himself."

The old man shook his head: "You are irresponsible. No matter how talented you are, you are still a child and you still need to be taught."