Siheyuan: Since 51

After clinking glasses and drinking, the gentleman glanced sideways and asked with a smile.

"Zhiyuan, there has been a lot of debate recently about a proposal. Both sides have their own opinions and neither can convince the other. I would like to hear your opinion."

Lin Zhiyuan was carrying a bottle of wine and walking around the square table, helping to pour wine. When he heard this, he started to make a joke.

"Look at what you said, why do I just not believe it? You must have already made up your mind, are you going to test me?"

The gentleman couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

"You, am I so narrow-minded? The reform was your proposal. If there is a problem, who else should I turn to if not you?"

The old man smacked his lips and sighed.

"You're not young anymore, but you can still laugh and joke. This is exactly the same as someone else."

When the brigade commander heard this, he was very proud.

"Of course not. I brought him up single-handedly. He should be only a third as skilled as I am."

After pouring the wine one by one, Lin Zhiyuan returned to his seat and chuckled.

"Don't worry, I promise to tell you everything I know. If I say something wrong, please don't get angry."

The gentleman calmed himself down and spoke slowly.

"What do you think about the privatization of housing, the complete liberalization of housing, and its transformation into a commodity?"

After these words were spoken, the old man slowly put down his chopsticks and looked over with interest.

The brigade commander and Lin Jialiang stopped talking and laughing and listened quietly.

Lin Zhiyuan was startled, then frowned and waved his hand without hesitation.

"Definitely not. In the feudal dynasty, land was a symbol of wealth. Now, houses have become commodities, which means they have changed the anchor. Isn't this just going down the old path, a dead end?"

The old man's mouth curled up slightly.

The gentleman paused, frowning in thought.

The brigade commander raised his eyebrows and said unhappily, "Don't keep me in suspense. Explain it clearly."

Lin Zhiyuan had no choice but to continue.

"One generation is rich, two generations are strong, three and four generations are noble, and after five generations, they become aristocratic families. How aristocratic families are born is nothing more than accumulating wealth, cultivating offspring, infiltrating the court, and then becoming bigger and stronger.

What is wealth?

To a certain extent, it can be said to be the foundation of the dynasty.

In ancient times, agriculture was the basis and land was the main thing. Having more land meant having the right to speak and having the foundation. Now, and even in the future, with the economic boom, the shift from land to housing is a trend and an inevitability.

Having said that, he paused and continued his analysis.

"Whether it's near a factory, a university, or even a city center, it will definitely be more convenient to work or live. Will people want to live nearby? The place is so small, and everyone is thinking about it, so the price will naturally be raised..."

The old man's brows relaxed, revealing a hint of relief. He picked up the chopsticks again and started eating vegetables and meat.

The gentleman considered the factors before and after, thought about it thoroughly, and finally understood, nodding his head continuously.

"In this case, we really can't open this door."

The brigade commander took a puff of his cigarette, puzzled.

"No, that won't work. If the economy is liberalized, there will definitely be people working in private companies who can't buy houses. Where will they live? Moreover, I remember saying before that the mobility of people can promote development. Isn't this a contradiction?"

The gentleman smiled and explained gently.

"Zhiyuan means that circulation is fine, but it must be done by the organization. The economic lifeline of the family must be firmly in our hands. Only in this way can we make macro-control of the whole family when necessary."

Lin Jialiang interjected thoughtfully.

"In other words, infrastructure and real estate will be managed and allocated by the government? Then this reform will not completely release the economy and will still be limited."

"Uncle, what's not thorough about it? If the government can do it, it can control housing prices and put an end to the real estate bubble."

Lin Zhiyuan responded and gave an example.

“Take the capital of Taipei for example. In the core area, you could buy a two-story building for one or two thousand dollars.

Now? The same size, same location, may not be worth $200,000.

Apart from inflation, scarcity is the root cause.

Just imagine, when prices have reached a point where they can no longer go up, people no longer pursue their prices, prices plummet, and economic turmoil occurs. How do we solve this problem?

What if during this period, someone else comes with a large amount of money and starts short selling?

......"

It took Lin Zhiyuan more than an hour to explain the whole process from the formation of the bubble to its bursting.

The four of them were still frightened after hearing this. Even though the old man had understood it a long time ago, it was not so clear. They were still a little scared and angry, and snorted coldly.

"We must control housing prices and control transactions. We need to investigate whether those who proposed this have not thought it through or have other ulterior motives."

The gentleman sighed and gave gentle advice.

"Old man, it's not their fault. Looking around, especially at Hong Kong Island, the economy is booming because of the real estate boom. They are just trying to copy our homework."

As he spoke, he remembered something and turned to look at Lin Zhiyuan.

"Zhiyuan, when a certain area becomes prosperous and commercial entities or economic buildings emerge, the number of employees required increases, but there is not enough housing. How should we solve this problem?"

Lin Zhiyuan spread his hands and smiled.

"Then it's up to local governments or the market to find the answer. All we have to do is to ensure that there is no bubble and limit the enjoyment of the rich. Otherwise, the rich can buy a few buildings and rely on the rent to make their families invincible for generations."

Half of it was omitted, but the old man and the gentleman also understood.

Changing the approach and avoiding the emergence of landlords will naturally lead to new problems.

According to estimates, a large number of wealthy people will not be able to bear it, will not stay, and will leave with their money.

It is exactly what I said earlier, that rabbits are everywhere and have infiltrated the entire village, which is cleverly related.

All we can say is that Lin Zhiyuan has big ambitions.

After a long time, the old man suddenly smiled with ease.

"Good boy, you have linked everything together. I don't think it's that simple to apply for someone to ink the ink."

After saying that, he looked at the brigade commander and gave orders with a smile.

"Don't hold it back. Before the end of the year, the Security Department will select 100 people from the middle and lower-level cadres and send them the ink."

Lin Jialiang swallowed secretly and couldn't help but remind him.

"Didn't you say before that this action is against the harmony of nature?"

The old man winked at Lin Zhiyuan.

"Isn't this someone's plotting this? I was thinking of trying to understand it first, but now it seems that it's totally unnecessary, so I won't hold you back. Otherwise, someone will curse me behind my back."

The brigade commander glared and responded immediately.

"Look at what you said. If that brat Zhiyuan dares to do that, I will hang him up and beat him for three days and three nights to vent your anger."

Lin Jialiang was not to be outdone, "And me."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and moved the bench back slightly.

"I don't dare to either. Also, as for the ink pad, we really have to wait and see. There's no point in saying more now."

The gentleman chuckled and spoke up for justice.

"Alright, you just know how to bully others. Two elders are scaring children, aren't you ashamed?"

Lin Zhiyuan was so moved that he almost cried, "Uncle Zhou, you are the best."

Unexpectedly, the gentleman added, "I've said it over and over again, but you two are just going to do it!"

"puff."

The old man just took a sip of tea and sprayed it directly onto the copper pot, then burst into laughter.

"Isn't your Uncle Zhou the best? You are just anxious to watch the show!"

……

The next day, afternoon.

Lin Zhiyuan was a little surprised when he saw Xiha coming uninvited.

"Mr. Xiha, why are you here?"