Siheyuan: I am not Xu Damao

Xu Damao's investment of real money is very rough.

Just like what he said to the local leaders before.

Just like machine tools, they were pretty good there when I was young.

Xu Damao set up a company on an outer island, bought a complete set of equipment, and then secretly transported it back to China for the researchers to dismantle.

If it breaks, just replace it without fear of loss.

Do you have any opinions on Xiaozhi?

It’s okay, just buy from another company.

After taking this thing apart, you will understand it and you will have ideas.

Once you know how, you can repair the previously damaged ones and then put them into production.

There's nothing bad to do except spend money.

Now that we have research objects, we can also train a group of operators.

Xu Damao's behavior also caused some people to call him a prodigal son in private.

Of course, this is a nickname, a term of endearment, not a derogatory term.

If there were more prodigal sons like this, wouldn't China take off?

It has been ten years since the earthquake.

After ten years of construction, it has entered the final stage.

In the past two years, many people have moved to the new city.

The buildings with more than ten floors and beautiful residential areas are the envy of many people.

And those who took the money to go to other cities shed tears of regret.

The new city is a testing ground, and many policies will be implemented first in the new city.

For example, buying a house.

Xu Damao was very depressed.

The evil capital method of public stalls has once again come to the mainland of China.

And Xu Damao couldn't get angry yet.

Because this thing was brought here by his members, even his disciples, and his old brothers.

Originally, when he was in Xiangjiang, he didn't think much.

Now that I have returned to the mainland, that feeling of deep disgust suddenly arises.

At a tea party at the Dahua Mutual Aid Association, Xu Damao banged the table.

"What the hell, the mainland does not allow the term "shared area".

"What the hell, it's not easy for ordinary people to work hard to make money and buy a house."

"Speaking of which, who created this public area? I heard it was Li Jiancheng's grandson?"

"Da Mao"

"Brother Huo, what's wrong? Do you know who it is?"

"Well, it's me."

"What a fool, Brother Huo, it's real and fake"

Xu Damao was shocked, so shocked that his pronunciation was not standard.

"It's really me, but it's Li Jiancheng's grandson who spoiled the public stall."

"Can you believe 60% of the public stalls? He was the only one who created them."

"..."

"Brother Huo, let's stop having public stalls like this in the mainland. It's not easy for everyone."

"To be honest, I will definitely make less money, but some money will make you lose your conscience."

"Mr. Xu, if our policies are different, it will be difficult for Xiangjiang to explain."

The speaker was Liang Jian, who specialized in construction.

"Lao Liang, anyway, I released my words today. I just slapped the table today, and I haven't lifted it yet. You guys can do what you want."

It was rare for Xu Damao to slap the table with them, so he still had to give him face.

It doesn't matter if you don't give it, they are either disciples or they can't afford to offend Xu Damao.

However, Xu Damao's anger has not gone away yet.

Li Jiancheng is currently studying with his son how to develop the property he just bought in Singapore.

Suddenly, I felt like someone was pinching my neck and I couldn't breathe at all.

As Li Jiancheng's face became paler and paler, Li Zheren was frightened.

One minute later, a sound of inhalation was heard from Li Jiancheng's side.

Then there was Li Jiancheng's cough.

A few minutes later, his personal physician arrived.

After inspection, except for some old problems, no problems that could cause suffocation were found.

When Li Jiancheng asked the doctor to go out, the feeling of suffocation came again.

A minute later, he came back to life.

This time, Li Jiancheng panicked, he was afraid, terrified.

Either die or live.

This look of being on the verge of death at any moment actually made Xu Damao feel a lot more comfortable.

This made Xu Damao feel happy and he was generous.

"I know that without the public stall, you will lose a lot of money."

"I'm not a domineering person. I'll help you earn this money back."

"I plan to set up a car manufacturing factory. I will give 1000% of the shares for 1 million U.S. dollars, and each person will be limited to purchase 1%."

"Oh, by the way, only for today, only for everyone here."

Brother Huo immediately raised his hand.

"Count me in, it would be better to have more shares."

"Go, go, you culprit of the public stall."

"Da Mao, if you say so, I will explain it to myself."

"You know, in the 50s, the real estate market in Xiangjiang was operated by Yingguo Company."

"They have no sympathy for our Chinese people."

“You either buy one building after another, or you don’t have a house to live in.”

"I also talked for a long time at that time, and then I was able to buy it layer by layer."

"Then I sell them to the people one by one."

"If you buy them one by one, there will be no problem."

"But they are sold one by one, and the stairs and passages are all costs."

"We can't treat business as charity."

"You say I am a sinner, but I neither agree nor admit it."

When Xu Damao heard this, he thought so.

If I buy a one-story building, I can't sell the house and keep a corridor for myself.

Do I have to collect tolls every month?

But understanding is understanding, the words "shared area" must not appear in the mainland.

Otherwise, Xu Damao would be very unhappy.

But the first priority now is to appease Brother Huo.

"Oh, Brother Huo, I blamed you wrongly. In this way, you can buy 2% of the shares, but no more."

"Oh, that's about it."

Brother Huo, who looked aggrieved just now, disappeared immediately.

Xu Damao said in his heart.

Alas, it turns out that a successful businessman cannot leave superb acting skills.

Of course, this is just fun between Xu Damao and Brother Huo.

In the end, Xu Damao's car factory raised more than 2 million yuan before it even started.

After getting the money, he had to work. A few days after Xu Damao came back, he returned to the mainland.

If you have any difficulties, go to the leader. This is what the leader says.

Xu Damao took it seriously.

When the leader knew Xu Damao's needs, he readily agreed.

"Comrade Damao, if you want land, I will give it to you. If you want to open a factory, I will approve it."

"But there is only one requirement, purely domestic production, okay?"

"Leaders can rest assured, it must be purely made in China."

"Well, that's good. No money will be charged for the land. It will be directly counted as shares. It's reasonable."

"Boss, you have so many things to do, how can you personally ask about such a trivial matter?"

"Haha, Comrade Damao, there is no small matter in the country. I know what you are capable of."

"We are not involved in any of your decision-making or marketing issues."

"At the same time, I will propose at the meeting to provide you with policy support."

"That's not impossible. I will do whatever the leader says."

"Comrade Damao, it's great to have you here."

"Leader, you are serious in your words. It is really good for China to have you."