Siheyuan: Since 51

Lin Zhiyuan smiled slightly and gestured with his hand.

"tell me the story."

James introduced immediately.

"There is a printing factory in Chai Wan. The boss got addicted to gambling last year and is selling off his property..."

"Chai Wan? Printing house?"

Lin Zhiyuan's heart moved, and he was a little interested, but he asked casually.

"What's the profit?"

James spoke seriously and eloquently.

"Not bad. Most newspapers and magazines are their clients. It can be said that they are at the forefront of the industry in Hong Kong Island. On average, they make several thousand dollars a month..."

After listening patiently, Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and curled his lips.

"There are only two or three leading newspapers and magazines. Do you think they will build their own printing bases after they have accumulated enough capital? As for other newspapers and magazines, most of them are unable to make ends meet. It would be a bit presumptuous to rely on them!"

James couldn't help but be stunned, a little surprised.

Li Cheng smiled and interrupted, "Brother Lin, why don't you take some time to sit down and talk."

Lin Zhiyuan glanced sideways and saw Li Cheng nod slightly, then he followed the topic and agreed.

"Okay, James. For your sake, I'll be waiting for you at Yuanda tomorrow."

"Okay, be there on time at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

The banquet ended at around ten o'clock.

Before getting on the car, Li Cheng came over and explained in a low voice.

"Brother Lin, I remember that printing factory. Let's not talk about the profits for now, but the location is good and it occupies a large area. If the price is right, you won't lose money if you take it over."

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and thanked: "Okay, thank you for the reminder, Brother Li."

The next day, afternoon.

Yuanda Office.

James and his group of three came, one of them was a middle-aged man named John Bull, with a full beard. He looked as if he had been carefully groomed, but his brows were filled with fatigue.

Smoke cigarettes, make tea, and exchange a few casual words.

Lin Zhiyuan learned that the middle-aged John Bull was named Brighton Henry, the unlucky guy behind the printing factory.

Without waiting for Lin Zhiyuan to ask, Brighton seemed a little impatient.

"Mr. Lin, this is the information of Henry Printing Factory, please take a look."

So anxious?

Could it be that the creditor is demanding money?

Lin Zhiyuan muttered to himself and reached out to take it.

The printing factory is located on the north side of Heng Fa Village in Chai Wan, covering an area of ​​more than 20,000 square meters.

It extends more than 100 meters along the coastline to the main street, which is more than 200 meters long from north to south.

Damn it, John Bull is so convenient when buying land.

This is on the island, not Sau Mau Village in Kwun Tong, that kind of deserted place.

Looking at the layout map again, and the land type, half is commercial and half is residential.

There is a small piece in the southeast, marked as 2,000 square meters, Henry Printing Factory.

The rest is wasteland and has not been developed.

What a fucking waste, building a factory on commercial land, and the Hong Kong government doesn't care, does it just do whatever it wants?

After pondering for a long time, Lin Zhiyuan decided to take it.

"Mr. Brighton, tell me, what is the price for the whole package?"

Then he added, "After all, I am Chinese. After I buy it, the printing factory must move away. To put it bluntly, it is just a piece of land."

Brighton was about to speak when he was stunned. He then said anxiously, "Mr. Lin, I can help you change the nature of the land."

change?

Am I crazy?

Lin Zhiyuan secretly complained and waved his hand, "No need to be so troublesome, just name the price."

Without hesitation, Brighton blurted out, "Five million."

Lin Zhiyuan lit a cigarette while thinking secretly.

To be honest, the price is high, almost a million yuan.

At that time, the population of Hong Kong Island was not that large, and the demand for both commercial and residential properties was not that great.

A few years later, the population doubled, and major trading companies moved in, and things were different.

Industrial land has the lowest price, followed by residential land, and finally commercial land.

Taking the land used for the new pharmaceutical factory as a reference, it can be estimated to be just over three million.

If we move from Kwun Tong to the island, even if it is not the core, at least dozens of them will have to be added.

Moreover, with such a large piece of land, it would be impossible to manage it without at least a dozen people.

Not to mention, it is basically impossible for Chinese to buy large plots of land on the island.

It was a good plan to use John Bull's identity to make millions out of thin air.

The so-called printing factory is secondary, it is clearly selling land!

……

Suddenly, Lin Zhiyuan realized, isn’t it just selling land?

John Bull has done a lot of things like making a profit from the price difference.

It may be true that he was involved in gambling, but it is also true that he was selling land.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"Mr. Brighton, the price is too high and the location is a bit remote, so it's useless to buy it."

Brighton frowned, clenched his fists, remained silent for a long time, and then added weight.

"I own a commercial building in Causeway Bay that covers over 2,000 square meters. It has six floors in total and is worth at least several hundred thousand dollars. Let's include it in the calculation."

Oh shit, Causeway Bay, 2,000 square meters, commercial building.

Lin Zhiyuan was particularly excited. He drank a cup of tea, calmed himself down, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Brighton, how about this? Forget about Chai Wan and talk about the Causeway Bay Commercial Building."

As soon as the words fell, Brighton reacted extremely strongly and waved his hand.

"No way, absolutely impossible."

It’s no wonder Brighton reacted so strongly. The commercial building alone had been sold long ago, and it was not Lin Zhiyuan’s turn at all.

John Bull didn't like the land in Chai Wan, but the Chinese wanted it but were unwilling to pay for it.

Brighton approached many people but failed to get rid of them, so they had no choice but to give up the place and add a commercial building.

Lin Zhiyuan crossed his legs, tapped his knees with his fingertips, and just smiled without saying a word.

After watching the show for a long time, James saw that the audience was getting bored, so he smiled and tried to mediate.

"Lin, the printing house and the commercial building, Brighton will certainly not be sold separately."

Having said that, he turned to Brighton.

"Brighton, if you want to sell, you might as well lower the price to 480 million."

Brighton is very excited.

Based on current land prices, the total value is less than four million.

However, when I bought it, I didn’t spend much money, less than two million.

You can get rid of the burden, make money, and solve urgent problems at the same time, so why not do it?

Not in a hurry, he glanced sideways at Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan was also thinking secretly.

Before, a rough calculation showed it was worth about four million.

If we start from scratch, including the management and other miscellaneous things, it will cost at least 4.5 or 4.6 million.

Most importantly, being Chinese does not necessarily mean success.

He sighed, forced himself, and smiled brightly.

"Okay, let's be friends."

The two responsible persons have reached an agreement, and they don’t have to worry about the rest.

The young man behind Brighton, who is also his deputy, went to William to communicate the details.

Lin Zhiyuan and two other people were sitting in the office chatting, just waiting for signature.

Two hours later, the details were finalized, signed, paid, and the job was done.

James and his group left in a hurry without staying long.

With no outsiders around, Zhong Bai completely relaxed, drank a cup of tea, and couldn't help but remind.

"Brother Lin, let me help you roughly calculate the bill."

As he spoke, he took out a notebook and a pen and started writing as he spoke.

"Yuanda has a total of 13 million. The purchase of land for the new pharmaceutical factory is 3 million, construction is about 1 million, and the investment in Changjiang and loans total 6 million. Now it is 4.8 million, and there is also a security base, which requires 2 million... All in all, the expenditure is 17 million. There is not enough money!"