Wu Tianbao bypassed Xinguang paper mill and turned into the yard behind Yuanxiang skating rink. The yard is very small. The three restaurants are all very small. A plastic shed has been set up near the west of the yard. There are * * tables in it. At this time, there is no one. It seems to be a night stall.

"It's nice to take down the whole place and open a restaurant."

"It's only two or three acres," Zhang Ke said, pointing to the courtyard wall whitewashed by Xinguang paper mill on his left. "Xinguang paper mill has more than 60 acres of land. I don't know how many restaurants can be opened..."

"Yes," Wu Tianbao patted his head and suddenly realized, "it's a good idea and a good place! The paper mill here is closed, and the factory must be rented out. Knock down the courtyard wall facing the street, and the factory in the front row can be changed into a restaurant, and the office building can be changed into a small hotel." he turned to Zhang Zhifei and said, "I really envy you that you have this good nephew now."

"Manager Wu really decided to rent the workshop in the front row. I can contact you right away?"

"Of course it's true," Wu Tianbao asked happily. "It's the most convenient way to squeeze into the front door. It's close to No. 1 middle school. You can help your uncle settle this matter. If you're interested in skating and jumping, you can go to your uncle for supper, which is at least more convenient than Xicheng hotel."

Zhang Ke smiled and looked at Zhang Zhifei: "uncle, lend me your big mobile phone to make a call."

Zhang Zhifei blushed and handed the brick sized cell phone to Zhang Ke. Thinking of what Zhang Ke said this summer, he thought: cell phones are really going to be eliminated.

Watching Zhang Ke call, Wu Tianbao looked at Zhang Zhifei suspiciously. Zhang Zhifei knew that behind the whole thing stood Haiyu company of Xie Wanqing. Zhang Ke could still talk if the paper factory was really rented out.

Zhang Ke hangs up with Jiang Wei. She is in the new Haitong building and Zhou Fu is just in the old factory.

Zhang Ke asked Wu Tianbao to drive the Toyota back to the gate of the paper factory. Zhou Fuzheng came down the steps of the office building and strode over.

Zhou Fu saw Zhang Ke's head coming out of the window and hurriedly asked the guard of the reception room to open the door. He greeted him from the side door: "just received a call from Jiang Wei. She will arrive in ten minutes. Why don't we sit in the office for a while?"

"This is my uncle, Zhang Zhifei, general manager of Hongyuan Industry. This is Wu Tianbao, owner of Jianye Hotel," Zhang Ke introduced Zhou Fu to my uncle and Wu Tianbao. "This is Zhou Fu, director of Xinguang paper mill."

Wu Tianbao was impatient and directly explained his intention: "I heard Zhang Ke say that the factory building on the side of the old factory needs to be rented. I hope to rent the factory building facing the street for catering. Can factory director Zhou decide on specific things?"

Zhou Fu is also considering the problem of the old factory recently. The equipment of the old factory is old, but the place is a good place, next to the front door. Taking the old factory as a mortgage to build a new factory, in order to make more loans, we found some relationships and evaluated the assets of the old factory by 25 million.

Zhang Ke estimated that even in 1994, when the land of about 60 mu was commercialized, it would not be a problem to sell it for 20 or 30 million yuan. However, in 1994, the transfer of state-owned land was mainly through allocation and lease. Those who can operate commercial real estate have a deep foundation. I wish the government could subsidize them a few more money, In addition, there are few people with real business operation ability, and probably no one will spend twenty or thirty million to take this land.

Contracting the paper mill, Chengnan district has not proposed to recover the land of the old mill. If the land of the old factory is recovered, the bank loan is bound to be transferred to the district government. In the eyes of Chengnan district government, this land is not worth 25 million at all. Although it is said that the district government should bear the bank loan after the contract period of the paper mill, it should not bear the interest expense during the contract period.

Therefore, Zhang Ke's efforts are not needed at all, and the old factory is also included in the contracted business scope. During the ten-year contract operation period, Zhang Ke can wake up from his dream. Although he can't develop commercial real estate, he can take it out for commercial operation. Zhang Ke believes that the value created by this land alone is absolutely worth the interest of the 25 million loan.

Of course, the Chengnan district government also thinks it has taken advantage of this. You should know that the inflation in 1994, the bank loan interest rate is much higher than ten years later. Even if the Chengnan district government obtains many preferential policies, the annual interest rate will be more than 3 million.

Zhou Fu also plans to convert the factory buildings and office buildings facing the street into restaurants and hotels. Of course, the paper mill can't afford the reconstruction funds at present, so it can only invite investment for rent. Seeing that Zhang Ke brought Wu Tianbao, he thought that the matter had been settled and said, "now that the matter has been settled, it's OK to sign at any time."

Listening to Zhou Fu's words, Wu Tianbao was stunned and couldn't understand Zhou Fu's meaning.

Zhang Zhifei asked Zhang Ke, "who in the province let you decide everything here?"

Wu Tianbao was surprised when he heard Zhang Zhifei's words. Although Zhang Zhifei would not tell him some things in detail, he also knew some. He turned to Zhang Ke and hurried to love. The boy was really hidden.

"It's all hard work. Don't tell my father, uncle. I just said to start in sister Wanqing's company," Zhang Ke smiled and scratched his head. "If Hongyuan company wants anything, please ask Haiyu company to come forward. You can just come to me directly, but uncle can be older than me and doesn't seem to need help."

Zhang Zhifei smiled.

Zhang Ke said to Zhou Fu, "I just happened to meet manager Wu today. You are responsible for talking about specific things and tell me the results."

"So," said Zhou Fu, "why don't you ask manager Wu to have a look in the factory."

The plant equipment near the street has been demolished. The old factory has backward technology and outdated equipment. After demolition, it can only be sold to small paper mills or private business owners. In addition, it can save some spare parts for the new factory. The workshop is very wide, with a depth of almost 20 meters wide and 40 or 50 meters long. The area is no smaller than his Jianye hotel.

Wu Tianbao factory room will not hide, said: "as long as the rent is appropriate, I can immediately deposit, move quickly, and start business at the end of the year."

At this time, the Audi came in from the gate. Jiang Wei pushed the door and got off. Zhou Wenbin, the original driver of Xinguang paper mill, was the driver of Jiang Wei.

"Mr. Xie is waiting for you in the company. What are you delaying here?"

Zhang Ke patted his head and introduced Xu Wei to take care of Zhitong, but he delayed things for a long time. He must complain to them. He said to Uncle Zhang Zhifei, "uncle, stay here with manager Wu and come to xinhaitong to see me later." he helped uncle introduce Jiang Wei and left them here. He asked Zhou Wenbin to send him back to the company first.

Zhang Ke rushed to the 18th floor of xinhaitong building. Only two employees of the company were on vacation today,

A group of people were drinking coffee in the coffee room. Zhang Ke saw that although Zhitong held her mother Xie Wanqing's hand, her body leaned against Xu Wei's thigh. When she saw Zhang Ke, people rushed towards Zhang Ke, and her eyes were full of complaints.

"Hold a parents' meeting, you won't give training until now?" Xu Wei looked at Zhang Ke and said gloating.

Xu Wei is beautiful and hot, with a fair face and clear and bright eyes. Although she is charming and beautiful, she is not as gentle as Xu Si or as shy as Jiang dai'er. Zhang Ke naturally dare not provoke her. He smiled awkwardly, squatted down to look at Zhitong and asked her, "how's sister Xu Wei? If she wants to be cruel to you, you'll spit on her."

"What nonsense? If Zhitong doesn't learn well, it's all your bad teaching." Xu sichen said.

"Come on, Zhitong will show them one." Zhang Ke pasted his side face. Zhitong hid shyly. His small body twisted around in Zhang Ke's arms, giggled and couldn't stand the itch. He hugged Zhang Ke's neck and kissed him on the cheek. Zhang Ke wiped his face and said with a smile, "sure enough, he spit a lot of saliva."

Zhi Tong shyly turned back and got into Wanqing's arms. Zhang Ke stood up with a smile and asked Wanqing: "when will you go back to the provincial capital?"

"If we can't wait for you, we'll go," said Wanqing, raising her hand and looking at her watch. "We have to go to Shatin to help Xu Wei get something first."

"Let sister Xu Si send you."

"You don't go," Xu Wei asked in surprise, "have a chance to please sister dai'er?" Jiang dai'er blushed and pinched Xu Wei's waist to prevent her from talking nonsense.

"My uncle will come and pick me up," Zhang Ke said with a smile, "or I'll see you off." Xie Wanqing sent them downstairs, and they left in a Buick.

Back on the 18th floor, he and Zhou Wenbin, the driver of the paper mill, are left in Nuo Da's office. Today is Sunday.

Zhang Ke asked Zhou Wenbin to sit down in the office and drink tea. Zhou Wenbin grabbed the cup to make tea. Zhang Ke smiled and said, "you're not familiar, I'll come." when he came back from making two cups of tea, he saw Zhou Wenbin sitting upright and in danger without slightest neglect. He handed him the tea cup. "How many years has driver Zhou entered the paper factory?"

"After graduating from high school, I went to the old man's post and became an ordinary worker in the paper mill. I've been studying cars for 12 years and only four years..." Zhou Wenbin replied respectfully. Without any carelessness, he almost recited his resume.

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