80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

Work and busyness have never been necessary for human beings, they are just for survival.

Song Jiaying is unemployed...then he is unemployed.

Bai Liu followed his arrangements. She was sure that Song Jiaying was a person who couldn't rest idle. If Song Jiaying really wanted to live a leisurely life at home.

Well, it's not impossible to think about it.

Before officially going to work, she still had some trivial matters to deal with and had no time to spend time with Song Jiaying.Song Jiaying had been in the northwest for several years, and there had not been much change in the past. However, it coincided with the great changes of opening up, and the capital city in the whirlpool changed especially greatly.

Song Jiaying saw off the whole family every day and walked around the neighborhood. Over the past few days, he had a good feel for the environment.

Of course, old classmates and old friends came back one after another, and he also went to keep in touch with each other.

In comparison, Wan Zhenghua, who had been here for a while, was still at a loss. He urgently needed Song Jiaying to provide some advice.

"You're welcome, I don't smoke." Song Jiaying refused the cigarette offered by Wan Zhenghua.

Wan Zhenghua saw that he was not refusing, so he smiled and stuffed the cigarette case back, and said casually: "I'm discussing business outside, one with cigarettes and the other with wine. It's hard to talk without these two things."

Song Jiaying nodded. He knew his drinking culture well: "I can't do it. I don't smoke and my drinking is bad. It seems that I can't do business."

"That's not what you say," Wan Zhenghua said with a regretful expression, "You are educated. I heard Cai Juan say that you studied abroad and can't do anything. I only know a few words. If you want to make money, you have to be stupid and hard. .”

If you can make money with dignity and respect, who would be willing to be humble and submissive?
Wan Zhenghua didn't mean anything else. He just expressed the helplessness of a middle-aged man.

Song Jia should have some understanding of the Wan family's situation. When Cai Juan and Wan Zhenghua got married, she was considered an older youth in the countryside, but it was not too late to move to the city.

Both of them are now 40 years old, and the eldest son is already [-] and getting married.

But in the face of the new situation, Cai Juan, who had seen the prosperity of the capital, wanted to try again. Wan Zhenghua did not refuse, but she was really at a loss when she came to the capital.

Fortunately for him, his eldest son refused to come to the capital under any circumstances on the pretext of staying behind in his hometown.

Song Jiaying thought for a moment and said: "I have been to many places recently, state-owned, private, restaurants, clothes sellers... The world has changed. You said that you used to work in the construction team of the commune and the county. I found that What’s not there?”

When he said this, Wan Zhenghua immediately realized that Song Jiaying was giving him instructions, and his mind started spinning.

All walks of life are beginning to develop. What is needed for development?
Cost, supply, manpower...store!
"You mean I can build a house?" Wan Zhenghua's thinking immediately began to diverge, "But to build a house, we must be able to recruit a construction team. We can't trust outsiders, at least fellow villagers."

Song Jiaying's eyes flashed slightly, and he said that Wan Zhenghua was a smart man.

"No, your idea is correct, but doing business in the capital requires more than this." He interrupted Wan Zhenghua's train of thought, "The capital is a city where human connections are accumulated, and human connections are above all resources."

Wan Zhenghua's excited thoughts were interrupted, and his face became solemn for a moment.It's not that what Song Jiaying said was wrong, but that he was too right. He was thinking too big.

He had worked in the construction team before. If you calculate it carefully, from getting the land to all aspects of approval, every link requires connections.He doesn't have this thing, but others may not.

Wan Zhenghua suddenly looked at Song Jiaying and said jokingly: "Why don't we cooperate? Your connections in the capital -"

Song Jiaying shook his head before he finished speaking and said with a smile: "I said I'm not a business person. First of all, I can't develop a wine-table culture. But I have some spare money on hand. If I have the opportunity, I can invest it, but that will happen later. .”

"You don't need a large amount of capital at the start-up stage." Ultimately, he was looking at Wan Zhenghua's ability. Neither he nor Bai Liu were business people, but being a consultant and investor was not a big problem.

Song Jiaying lived in Shanghai in his early years, and later studied in Europe and the United States. He is no stranger to the rules of survival in Western society.

In the development experience of capitalism, industries always fall into various cycle traps, and the king of cash flow and capital is the financier.He doesn't have that big ambition, he just wants to take advantage of the development and make some pocket money.

After all, it's a matter of spending money. He has to identify the right person before investing. Everyone's money is money.

Wan Zhenghua thought about the meaning of Song Jiaying's words, hesitated and asked: "I don't have any problems in doing things. Please show me a way. If it works, I will give it a try. I will always wait at home for Cai Juan to raise her." No, and there are two small children at home.”

Parents always have to think about their children, and it doesn't make sense for a woman to support the family.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Song Jiaying turned his eyes and said in a deep voice: "We can focus on the renovation of the old house, or we can take on some construction projects. By the way, you had many colleagues in the construction team before, right? If necessary, you can rope in people from your village."

"I will arrange the accommodation. Let's cooperate."

Wan Zhenghua's eyes lit up, this is his old profession!
Song Jiaying was slightly satisfied. He was actually focusing on the real estate market.As the capital, Beijing will be overcrowded sooner or later, which means that there will be more and more houses in the future and the buildings will be taller and taller.There are many people doing business in the capital, so even if they can't eat meat, they can just share a bowl of broth.

But as a result, people in Beijing are more arrogant, labor costs are high, and construction workers need to be transported from other places when necessary... Taking all aspects into consideration, Wan Zhenghua is the most suitable candidate.

The most important thing is that Wan Zhenghua is a smart man and does not need him to worry about everything.

Small businesses have small business practices, and big businesses naturally have big business practices.

Song Jiaying and Wan Zhenghua planned how to undertake small projects, and even the renovation of old houses of various households. For this reason, Song Jiaying also temporarily worked as a house designer.And big businessmen also began to exert their influence in the capital.

"Mom, Dad, Grandpa Song is coming to the capital." After hanging up the phone, Tangdou turned to look at Song Jiaying and Bai Liu.

Bai Liu was slightly surprised. His first thought was that he suspected that Song Jingyun wanted to meet Song Jiaying and deliberately avoided Lu Pingwan for this reason.She remembered that Lu Pingwan was abroad during this period and seemed to be planning some fashion week.

Ah this...

But then I thought, maybe it was business.

"Dad, do you have any ideas?" Tangdou deliberately approached Song Jiaying and blinked his big eyes.

Song Jiaying glanced at her: "Bad girl, don't forget that we are going back to the Northeast tomorrow."

Therefore, the embarrassment of meeting directly is avoided.

Tangdou chuckled and said mischievously: "You don't want to see dad. Grandpa Song mentioned to me last time that Beijing intends to build an international trade center. Because the investment is huge and foreign capital can only be allowed to hold half of the equity, we need to talk to Grandpa Song." Interview.”

Bai Liu asked casually: "How big is huge?"

Tangdou blinked: "Five hundred million, US dollars."

Astronomical numbers.