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Chapter 632 Feng Lun's Dinner
"Hello, Mr. Feng."

The two shook hands.

"Chairman Fang, are you in Yanjing on a business trip?" Feng Lun asked.

"No, I'm here with my wife and children to visit her grandparents." Fang Minghua explained, then asked, "What are you doing? Going back to Yanjing for work?"

"Haha, not really. We brothers have withdrawn."

"Withdrawn?"

"Yes, we have to thank your best friend Mr. Zhao Hongjun!" Feng Lun was speaking when Song Tangtang came out of the store.

It turned out that she brought her two children in to reserve a seat, and found that Fang Minghua had not come in, so she came out to check, only to find him chatting with a man at the door.

Seeing Song Tangtang coming out, Fang Minghua explained with a smile: "Tangtang, this is Feng Lun, the chairman of Wantong Group. Like Hongjun, he is also engaged in real estate in Hainan and is also our fellow villager."

"This is my wife, Song Tangtang."

"Song Tangtang? I heard from Hongjun that she is the boss of Shengshi Film and Television under Shengshi Group. She is a strong woman." Feng Lun said.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Feng." Song Tangtang smiled reservedly.

"You are taking your children to McDonald's, right?" Feng Lun looked at the McDonald's restaurant next to him and understood something.

"How about this, Chairman Fang? You take the kids to McDonald's and I won't bother you anymore. I'll treat you and your wife to dinner tonight!"

"Oh, you're welcome, Mr. Feng. That's okay." Fang Minghua declined politely.

"Hey, Chairman Fang, please don't be polite with me. We hit it off right away! Let's go to the Yanjing Hotel. At six o'clock in the evening, I'll call all the brothers from Wantong to come and have some fun!"

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Fang Minghua had to agree.

The couple said goodbye to Feng Lun and went into the store together.

"This Feng Lun has worked in a government agency before." Song Tangtang said as they walked.

"Huh? You can tell from that?" Fang Minghua said with a smile, and he briefly recounted Feng Lun's experience and how they met in Haikou.

"Well, he seems to be a talented person." Song Tangtang said.

"That's right, are you going in the evening?" Fang Minghua asked.

"You go ahead, I won't go."

At 5:55 in the evening, Fang Minghua took a taxi to the Yanjing Hotel. As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw Feng Lun sitting on the sofa, apparently waiting for him.

They went up to the seventh floor and entered a private room where five men of similar age were sitting. Fang Minghua had seen one of them before - Wang Quangong, who came with Feng Lun in Haikou last time. He had never seen the other four before.

But when you see their appearance, you know that they are the "Six Gentlemen of Wantong".

With the rise and fall of real estate, and the subsequent fact that real estate developers became synonymous with greed and blood-sucking, the so-called "gentleman" title also became derogatory.

However, in this era, these six men with distinct personalities and strengths gathered together, started their real estate business in Hainan, and eventually became the overlords of their respective regions, leaving a strong mark in the business history of China after the reform and opening up.

After introducing themselves to each other and shaking hands, Fang Minghua finally stood next to Feng Lun.

"Chairman Fang, today we are not going to eat the Shaanxi cuisine that the old Qin people like, nor are we going to eat Yanjing cuisine. Let's try the Tan family cuisine and enjoy the dishes that the dignitaries of the Qing Dynasty liked." Feng Lun said with a smile.

Tan's cuisine is one of the most famous official Chinese cuisines. It is the family cuisine of Tan Zongjun, a bureaucrat in the late Qing Dynasty. Because he was the runner-up in the imperial examination in the 13th year of the Tongzhi reign, it is also known as "Bangyan cuisine."

Fang Minghua had heard of it, but had never eaten it.

Soon, the dishes came up one after another, including braised shark's fin, bird's nest in clear soup, and steamed chicken with chopped mushrooms. They were all typical Tan family dishes.

The wine turned out to be Maotai!

It seems that Feng Lun spent a lot of money on this table of food and wine.

Of course, it seems that they made a lot of money in Hainan. As they ate and talked, they soon talked about what happened recently in Hainan.

"Chairman Fang, we, the brothers, would like to respectfully toast you a glass." After saying that, Feng Lun picked up the glass, and the others stood up as well.

Fang Minghua was a little surprised: "Boss Feng, as the saying goes, no merit, no reward. Why are you honoring me?"

"Chairman Fang, thanks to you and President Zhao, we were able to get out of this unscathed," Feng Lun explained.

"Oh?" Fang Minghua understood something in his heart, but he still pretended to be confused on his face.

"Chairman Fang, drink this glass of wine first, and then I'll tell you in detail."

Fang Minghua had no choice but to do it, and everyone sat down to listen to Feng Lun explain the whole story.

It turned out that after Zhao Hongjun and Feng Lun met in Haikou, their relationship became close and they often drank together when they had nothing to do.

They are all from Xijing, have worked in the system, and are now engaged in real estate in Haikou, so they have a lot in common.

The difference is that Zhao Hongjun's Shengshi Real Estate mainly deals in land acquisition, while Wantong Company's business is more diverse, involving both land and pre-sale properties.

After Zhao Hongjun bought more than 100 acres of land, there was no further movement. Although the land price changed every day and the skyrocketing prices made people crazy, he was unmoved. He held on to the 100 acres of land and refused to sell it to anyone.

Feng Lun sometimes jokes that he is a Pixiu, who only eats and doesn't poop.

But before the Spring Festival this year, Zhao Hongjun, who had been watching the real estate boom in Haikou with a smile, suddenly took action and sold a 38-acre piece of land. When Feng Lun found out, he asked Zhao Hongjun the reason for selling the land. The other party explained that Shengshi Film and Television, a subsidiary of the group, had problems with capital turnover due to its investment in film and television dramas, so it needed to sell a piece of land to solve the problem.

Feng Lun didn't care. You have to know that the land and housing prices in Haikou seem to have skyrocketed. Those who can afford to sell are holding on to their properties and are reluctant to sell. No one would sell land or houses unless it is absolutely necessary.

After the Spring Festival, Zhao Hongjun's Shengshi Real Estate sold a second piece of land!

This immediately aroused Feng Lun's vigilance.

You know, before the Spring Festival, Zhao Hongjun sold 38 mu of land. Although he didn't know the exact price, the price of that piece of land was more than 500 million yuan per mu. If we take 500 million yuan per mu, then 38 mu would be 1.9 million yuan! Even after deducting the messy taxes and fees, the resale value would still be 1.3 million yuan, which is enough for any film.

But the other party sold another piece!
So Feng Lun specially invited Zhao Hongjun to dinner and served Maotai directly. When the two were drunk, Zhao Hongjun revealed the truth.

He said that Fang Minghua had told him in advance that after the Spring Festival, he would sell the land at any price.

"When I went back to Xijing this time, the two families had dinner together, and Minghua mentioned this matter again, saying that the profit was not bad, and it was time to sell it."

"Such a crazy way of playing will sooner or later be dealt with by the state. Now is a chance to get out of this mess while all the central and state-owned enterprises are coming to Hainan. He also said that the famous American investor Buffett once said that successful investors are those who can be greedy when others are fearful and fearful when others are greedy. Lao Feng, what is Buffett doing?"

"It seems that an American investor mainly invests in the stock market," Feng Lun replied.

"Oh, stock speculation and land speculation are similar, right?" Zhao Hongjun said, leaning on the wine table.

"Miss, please get a room and help this gentleman lie down for a while." Feng Lun shouted loudly, but he was secretly frightened in his heart.

The next morning, when I returned to the company, I immediately called five brothers together and told them about the conversation I had with Zhao Hongjun yesterday.

After some discussion, everyone felt that what Zhao Hongjun said made sense and that the risks were already very high, so they decided to completely shrink Wantong’s business in Hainan and gradually withdraw from the Hainan market.

"Just last month, the state issued the Opinions on the Current Economic Situation and Strengthening Macroeconomic Control, which tightened the money supply across the board, strictly controlled the total scale of credit, cut infrastructure investment, and cleared all ongoing projects. This was simply a dead end for Hainan's real estate. Haikou's housing prices fell back, and there were cries of grief everywhere."

"Luckily, we have already liquidated all our projects in Hainan and returned to Yanjing. Otherwise, how would we be in the mood to drink with you here?"

Speaking of this, Feng Lun felt a little emotional.

"Mr. Feng, don't listen to what the Red Army says about me being like Zhuge Liang, who can predict the future. I was just drunk and said something casually, just like today. I don't know how to do business." Fang Minghua replied with a smile.

"In fact, when we heard what Mr. Zhao said, we also had some doubts in our hearts. Minghua is a writer, and we have never seen him do business." Wang Quangong interrupted and said with a smile: "But Pan Shiyi's actions prove that your judgment is correct!"

"How to do it?"

(End of this chapter)