Counterattack 1988

Seeing that Wang Lin was happy, Si Qing was also pleased with herself, and said with a charming smile in her tone, "Mr. Wang, the German Hill Group has placed an order of 5 million yuan with us."

Wang Lin felt a little disappointed.

Because at the Canton Fair before, Bach had promised Zhou Xiaomin that he would place an order of 3 million US dollars.

Now the other party has only placed an order of 5 million RMB, which is less than [-] million US dollars!
It seems that the other party has not only placed an order with Aishiu Group, right?

Wang Lin even suspected that the 5 million RMB order placed by Mr. Bach was due to the fact that he had saved his life.

Si Qing smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, why are you unhappy? Such a big order!"

Wang Lin said lightly: "What's there to be happy about! It's only 99 million, and we got an order of [-] billion at the Canton Fair!"

Si Qing smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, this is an order of 5 million US dollars! We only got 18 billion US dollars at the Canton Fair..."

"What?" Wang Lin got up abruptly, glared at Si Qing and said, "Say it again? Is it [-] million dollars more or [-] million yuan?"

Si Qing was taken aback by Wang Lin's reaction, and quickly said, "Mr. Wang, it's [-] million dollars! I'm sure, sure, it must be [-] million dollars!"

Guo Lingling, who was next to her, said, "Can you complete your speech? Can [-] million and [-] million dollars be the same? Show me!"

She took the fax, read it twice carefully, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, it's really [-] million US dollars, so many orders!"

Wang Lin took the fax and looked at it. He laughed loudly and said, "Not bad! [-] million dollars! We got another [-] million dollars order! This Mr. Bach is really a friend!"

Guo Lingling said: "Mr. Wang, the Hill Group's big budget is even bigger than Victor's list."

Wang Lin nodded in satisfaction, then said in a deep voice, "Why does he want so many goods?"

Guo Lingling said: "It's not good for a customer to place such a large order? The more he buys, the more we earn."

Wang Lindao: "That's what I said, but he has to be able to sell so many goods, right? He told me before that the order was [-] million US dollars. I thought it was a bit too much. He has increased it all of a sudden now." An order of [-] million U.S. dollars, this is enough!"

Si Qing said: "As long as they pay the money, we will make money. How they sell it is their business."

Wang Lindao: "Okay, you guys go out and do something."

The two secretaries walked out happily.

Wang Lin called Bach.

This time Bach answered the call quickly.

"Mr. Bach, I have received the fax of the order." Wang Lin said with a smile, "Thank you for choosing Aixiu Group, and thank you for your trust in our company! On behalf of Aixiu Group, I sincerely invite you to visit the headquarters in Shanghai .”

"Okay, Mr. Wang, after I am discharged from the hospital, I will take my colleagues to Shanghai." Bach promised, "But it will take three or four days."

"I will book a room for you and your colleagues at Huamei Hotel in advance to welcome you."

This fax is just an order intention. How many orders can be won depends on the results of this visit.

Five hundred million dollars!

This is the largest order ever received by Aishiu Group!
Wang Lin attached great importance to this inspection, and immediately asked someone to book the presidential suite in the hotel.

Considering that Mr. Bach had just undergone an operation, Wang Lin spent a lot of money to hire two nurses, a man and a woman. He made an appointment in advance and asked them to come and take care of Mr. Bach five days later.

At half past four, Wang Lin walked out of the office.

There is only one person in the secretarial room working hard.

Seeing her full head of hair, Wang Lin thought it was Guo Lingling, and said, "Lingling, come out with me."

"Ah, Mr. Wang!" The woman got up hurriedly, straightened her clothes, and looked at Wang Lin restrainedly, "Sister Guo and Sister Si went to the bathroom."

"Who are you?" Wang Lin looked at the strange young woman in front of him.

"President Wang, my name is Leng Meng."

"Lengmen? What are you doing here?"

"Mr. Wang, I was called by Sister Guo for help. I'm temporarily working in the secretary's office." Leng Meng was even more nervous, and lowered her head shyly.

Wang Lin let out an oh, turned and went out.

Leng Meng hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly followed: "Mr. Wang, are you going out to do some errands? They're not here, so I'll follow you."

Wang Lin said: "No need, you don't know anything!"

Leng Meng said: "I can learn it! I beg Mr. Wang to give me a chance!"

Wang Lin looked at his watch, and didn't bother to wait for Guo Lingling and the others, so he said, "Then you just follow."

Leng Meng followed Wang Lin and said thank you.

Wang Lin came to the underground parking lot.

Uncle Zhong was already waiting at the elevator in his car.

After Wang Lin arrived, he got into the car directly and told Uncle Zhong to go to the original Shencheng Academy of Fine Arts.

The second round of signing activities will start tomorrow, and the final presentation will be made today.

Today's presentation will not only be attended by the project team of Aishiu Group, but will also be assisted by personnel from the Sub-district Office and relevant departments of the Government Administration.

Wang Lin didn't really give up on this project, he was advancing with retreat.

If this project is really so difficult to win, then Wang Lin decided to take a step back.

However, his true intentions have not been disclosed to anyone.

In fact, in the early 90s, demolition work was relatively easier.

Because the per capita living area in this period is really too small.

In a city as big as Shanghai, the per capita resident area is only 4 square meters.

Especially after the educated youth returned to the city in 1978, housing became even more tense.

In that year, within a few months, tens of millions of educated youths returned to the city. In Shenyang City alone, hundreds of thousands of educated youths returned to the city at the same time.

A large number of educated youths from Shanghai returned to the city, exacerbating the housing shortage in Shanghai.In some families, there are seven or eight people in one room, and mats are spread under the table when they go to bed at night, and the small attic has three floors.

In the 20s and 90s of the [-]th century, people lived in small houses in the alleys. The messy and crowded housing is the "inside" of Shanghai people, and it cannot be put on the table.

In the early 90s, hundreds of thousands of households in Shanghai had a per capita living area of ​​less than 4 square meters, and more than 3 households had a per capita living area of ​​less than 2.5 square meters.Some people often describe the housing in Shanghai as "dovecots". At this time, improving the overcrowded living environment is the biggest wish of the citizens.The relocation of Shencheng was also officially launched in the 90s. The relocation at this stage was mainly centered on the renovation of old districts, solving residents' living conflicts, and improving the living environment.

Wang Lin was very clear about the details of the relocation during this period.

There is a document that stipulates that the method of "counting bricks" is adopted for relocation, and property rights exchange or price compensation will be given according to the area of ​​the house to be demolished.

If the construction area of ​​the exchanged new house is within 24 square meters and does not exceed the original construction area, it will be sold at one-third of the cost price; if it exceeds 24 square meters, the excess part will be sold at the cost price of the new house.Those who still find it difficult to live after exchanging the original area can buy a house with a standard over-area, and the over-area part is calculated at cost price.When the only child is placed, it can increase by 2 to 4 levels.Those who choose price compensation can also be rewarded with 50% of the additional compensation standard.And according to the demolition rules, the demolishers should move to the fringe areas of the urban area for resettlement. If resettlement is required, they must be purchased according to the cost difference between the commercial residential houses built at the original site and the commercial residential houses in the fringe areas.

In the era when the living conditions of citizens were very poor, this kind of compensation standard was a gift-style housing allocation, and the compensation could only satisfy the improvement of the living environment.

And Wang Lin's compensation for everyone is obviously much better than the detailed rules, even several times!
This is also the source of confidence that Wang Lin told Zhou Xia that we would definitely get a 100% signing rate.

He gave such a good condition, but these people were so greedy that they actually asked for one room per person.

Wang Lin was so angry that he decided to retreat.

He believes that no matter who takes over the land, it is impossible to have such favorable conditions as him.

Along the way, Wang Lin was thinking about things without saying a word.

The car went quickly and arrived at Qianping, the former Shencheng Academy of Fine Arts.

The green trees here are shaded, and many camphor trees are planted.

Walking in the streets and alleys of Shencheng, people can't help but stop and look at the street trees on both sides of the road in a daze. The lush shade of trees hides the complex of Shencheng people.

Every tree has been with the city for many years, and it seems to be an indispensable part. You can enjoy the scenery in spring, shade in summer, the color in autumn, and the beauty in winter.

The plane trees almost occupy the streets of Shencheng, blocking the shade of a season of midsummer, and the beauty is so beautiful in late autumn that the leaves are not swept away. No wonder some people say that "the place with the plane trees above the head is the beach".But during the two months between spring and summer, a large number of cones of sycamore will fall to the ground, and the fluff will fly around, which always makes passers-by very distressed.

The camphor tree is magnificent in shape, evergreen in all seasons, with luxuriant branches and leaves, a large crown and thick shade, with a scent of camphor, which is more human-like in the streets and alleys.

When Wang Lin arrived, he told Zhou Xia and the others: "The presentation will start at 80:[-], and you must tell everyone that if the signing rate is lower than [-]%, then our project will be cancelled. Responsible to the government department, they must be very clear about the relocation standards of the government department."

When Zhou Xia heard this, she immediately understood that Wang Lin didn't really want to give up the project.

It's just that businessmen are profit-seeking, and there is no need to continue with projects that are obviously not profitable.

Wang Lin pointed to the Aixiu Building on Hongguang Road not far away, and said: "If this project can't be completed, we can expand to the west. The geographical location to the west of Hongguang Road is not much different from that of this side, but the land price is even higher. Cheaper and easier to move.”

Zhou Xia said approvingly: "Okay, then let's see the results of the second round of signing."

Wang Lin glanced and saw a few young people on the wall over there, sitting on the [-]th bar, smoking a cigarette, and looking at this side leisurely.

"Who are they?" Wang Lin asked Zhou Xia.

"I don't know, let's just watch the fun!" Zhou Xia shook her head.

Wang Lindao: "Most of the residents in this area are employed. At this point in time, young people should be working at their work units. Even if there are some young people who don't have a job, who has the leisure to watch our excitement here? I don't think they're street thugs who don't do their jobs properly."

Zhou Xia was stunned: "Yes!"

Wang Lin waved to Uncle Zhong, and when he came over, he ordered in a low voice: "Go and chat with those young people and feel their bottoms."

Uncle Zhong nodded calmly, then walked over calmly.

Seeing Uncle Zhong approaching, those young people changed their postures unnaturally, pretending to be calm.

Uncle Zhong walked up to a man in the middle, stretched out his hand, and patted him on the shoulder: "Comrade, what are you doing here?"

"Smoking! Is smoking illegal?" Zhongfen shook his hair.

"Isn't it a local?"

"Didn't the locals break the law?"

"Don't be nervous, I don't check the household registration. I see that you have been sitting here for a long time, so I came here to ask. If you are here to participate in the presentation, please sit over there."

"no!"

"Then please leave temporarily, we are going to clear the venue for a meeting soon."

"This is not your house!" Zhong Fen shouted arrogantly.

Another young man with a score of [-] even waved his hand: "Get out! What are we doing to you here? Your company hasn't taken down this project yet!"

Uncle Zhong stared at him with sharp eyes, and said blankly, "What's your surname, sir?"

"My surname is Dad! Only one dad! Would you like to call twice to hear?" Sanqifen snorted coldly.

Uncle Zhong was neither angry nor angry, and turned to leave.

A few young people laughed wantonly from behind.

Uncle Zhong returned to Wang Lin and said, "Mr. Wang, these people are not friendly. I suspect they were arranged by competitors to eavesdrop."

Wang Lin's eyes sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Try to find a way to ask them again, I want to be sure who sent them."

Uncle Zhong made it clear.

When he walked towards those young people again, his momentum was completely different.

He didn't get Wang Lin's authorization just now, so of course he wouldn't do anything to these people.

It's different now, Wang Lin asked him to ask the truth, if he can't find out, he will definitely use some means.

Those young people saw Uncle Zhong approaching again, looked at each other, got off the bicycle seats, stood side by side, and waited for Uncle Zhong to come over.

Uncle Zhong walked up to Sanqifen and said, "Comrade, our boss invites you to come over and have something to say."

"Why? He told me to go there? If he has something to say to me, just tell him to come over! I won't go!" Sanqifen rolled his eyes.

"Hehe, comrade, you'd better go there." Uncle Zhong was smiling, but there was no smile on his face, and his expression was even a bit ugly.

Sanqifen pointed at Uncle Zhong and said, "Yo? Are you threatening me? I'm not going to do this! If you have the ability, catch me! Let me see if you dare!"

Uncle Zhong said flatly: "Offended!"

He stretched out his big hand and grabbed the other party's collar: "Please!"

"Hey, hey, old guy, what are you doing? Be careful, I'll hit you!" Sanqifen struggled back, but his body was tightly grasped, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

Seeing this, the other two youths gathered around together, pointed at Uncle Zhong and shouted: "Let go of him! Otherwise, we will surround and beat you! If you are disabled, you have no place to ask for medical expenses!"

Uncle Zhong said coldly: "If you are sensible, come with us. If you are afraid of death, stay here, or you can run away!"

"..." The young people looked at each other without any hesitation, each raised their sandbag-sized fists and hit Uncle Zhong in the face, "Let him go!"

Uncle Zhong seemed to know that the opponent was going to attack, he dodged his body and tilted his head at the same time as the opponent made a move, just in time to avoid the opponent's two heavy blows.

At the same time, Uncle Zhong kicked over and hit the split head's knee.

His head hurt, he couldn't stand upright, and he fell to his knees with a snap.