Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 698 Fang Minghua arrives at the Shengshi Group Building in Lujiazui

"How much does this house cost?"

Fang Minghua asked as they walked.

"I also told Mr. Zhao that the seller needed money urgently so he sold it at a low price, a total of 280 million."

Although 280 million is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, it is nothing to Fang Minghua.

Moreover, the average price is less than 7000 yuan per square meter, which is not as expensive as the foreign trade house bought by Zhao Hongjun.

However, bargaining is still necessary.

Fang Minghua offered 268 million. As the agent was unable to decide on the final price, he immediately said that he would contact the seller when he returned to his office.

"By the time you get to your unit, it will probably be midnight in Los Angeles, so use my cell phone." Zhao Hongjun handed the other party the cell phone.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao." Xiao Zhang took the mobile phone and immediately walked to the other side to make a call.

A few minutes later, Xiao Zhang came over and said, "Mr. Fang, my client agrees, but the prerequisite is that it must be paid in full at one time."

"No problem." Fang Minghua said without turning his head as he looked around.

Xiao Zhang was a little surprised, but when he thought that since he was Boss Zhao's friend, he must also be the boss, he was no longer confused.

"Then please, Mr. Fang, come with me to the Urban Construction Bureau to handle the formalities." Xiao Zhang's attitude became more attentive.

It was a troublesome matter to handle the formalities, and it would certainly not be completed in a short time. In the end, Fang Minghua simply drove Zhao Hongjun's Mercedes-Benz and took Xiao Zhang from the agency with him, and it took several days to complete the formalities.

The rent, together with various taxes and fees payable, was about 280 million yuan - fortunately, bank cards are now popular and very convenient, and I finally got a red property certificate.

Coming out of the Housing Authority, Fang Minghua saw that it was around five in the afternoon, so he smiled and said to Xiao Zhang, "Xiao Zhang, you've been following me for several days. It's almost time for dinner, so I'll treat you to a meal."

"No, no." Xiao Zhang said hurriedly: "You are my big customer, I should treat you."

Perhaps they were familiar with each other, so Xiao Zhang boldly asked, "You are from Xijing, are you the writer Minghua?"

"it's me."

"Ah. The first day I saw you, I thought you looked a bit like me."

Xiao Zhang said this with a smile, but he was secretly amazed in his heart.

My goodness, a writer is so rich?

He took out several million RMB in one breath as if it was just a game.

In the end, Fang Minghua paid for two baskets of dumplings at a nearby restaurant, and then drove back to the hotel.

After taking a shower, Fang Minghua called Zhao Hongjun and said that the work had been done and he was ready to return to Xijing.

"What's the hurry? Why don't you come to our Shengshi Building tomorrow? Su Bin and the others want to meet you." Zhao Hongjun said on the phone.

"That's fine, I'll just give the car back to you."

The next morning, Fang Minghua got up, washed, went downstairs to have breakfast, and then drove his Mercedes straight to Lujiazui from the parking lot.

Compared with last year when I visited Shanghai, Pudong has become more prosperous, with more high-rise buildings rising from the ground. Especially around Lujiazui, it has begun to become prosperous. The "First Aeon" has already started business, and it is bustling with people coming and going.

Fang Minghua drove to Shengshi Building, parked his car in the underground parking lot, and then took the elevator directly to the top floor, the 17th floor.

After getting out of the elevator, there is a bar opposite, where a beautiful girl in an OL suit is sitting. There is also a logo of Shengshi Group hanging on the wall behind her. It seems that this is the front desk.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" the girl asked politely.

"I'm looking for your CEO Zhao, Zhao Hongjun." "May I ask your name? Do you have an appointment?"

"My surname is Fang. I have an appointment."

The girl quickly put down a notebook and looked at it: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, Director Zhao doesn't have a meeting with you on his schedule today."

What the hell!

They do it in a set way.

Of course Fang Minghua would not argue with an ordinary employee of the company. He picked up the landline phone on the bar and prepared to call Zhao Hongjun, when he saw Zhao Hongjun coming out of a room wearing a short-sleeved shirt and tie.

"Red Army!"

"Minghua, you're here?" Zhao Hongjun came over with a smile: "Let's go to my office."

"Haha, it's not easy to see you now, and we have an appointment." Fang Minghua said.

"Hey, now all the big bosses in Shanghai are into this. Doesn't it make you look prestigious?" Zhao Hongjun explained in a low voice, then suddenly raised his voice again, turned around and said to the pretty girl at the bar: "Xiao Wu, his name is Fang Minghua. You can come to the company anytime without notifying us. I'll tell Director Liu about this to you."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao." The girl replied quickly.

"Most of these employees were recruited in Shanghai, and they have never seen you. I plan to hold a meeting and let everyone take a close look at your photo. From now on, you will have smooth access to any department!" Zhao Hongjun explained as they walked.

"I only come here a few times a year. Why bother?"

"No, that's the respect that should be given!"

As they were talking, the two of them walked into Zhao Hongjun's office. Fang Minghua took a look around. Wow, it was more than 60 square meters. There was a circle of sofas in the front, followed by a large mahogany boss desk, and a row of bookcases in the back, which were filled with all kinds of books - probably used for display.

As soon as Fang Minghua sat down, a pretty girl came in and poured tea for him, which turned out to be Gongfu tea.

The girl was making tea on the side, and the two of them started chatting while drinking.

"This floor is mainly the headquarters office of the group. The two floors below are for Shengshi Books. Shengshi Property is on the 14th floor. Our group occupies these four floors in total, and the rest are all for leasing."

"Has it been rented out?" Fang Minghua asked with concern.

"It has been rented out a long time ago. It is very popular! The first six floors are a hotel, and the rest are all companies. Pudong is developing, and many companies have registered here."

As the two were chatting, the phone on the desk rang and Zhao Hongjun went over and picked up the receiver.

"Yes, Minghua is here. You guys come up."

After that, Zhao Hongjun sat on the sofa again and said to Fang Minghua, "Su Bin and Dai Jiali will be here soon to report to you."

"What work are you reporting to me?" Fang Minghua said with a smile, "It's okay to chat together."

A few minutes later, Su Bin and Dai Jiali came up, holding a thick document.

Although Fang Minghua smiled and said not to make such a serious matter, Su Bin still reported the situation of Shengshi Books to him very seriously.

"The overall situation in the first half of this year was good. A total of 15 sets of books were published, including five novels, three books on economics and finance, four books on computers but all of them are popular science, and three sets of animation books. This year we also introduced the Japanese manga "The Little Prince Cherry" which sold well." Su Bin said.

"Japanese anime is good. People born in the 1980s basically grew up watching Japanese anime. This area has high profits," said Fang Minghua.

"Yes, but the sales of pure literature books have dropped sharply."

"This is the trend. Pure literature will become less and less popular, but classic novels are still good. It is better to be good at quality rather than too much." Fang Minghua added, and then asked, "Su Bin, you went to the United States to investigate the book publishing industry last year. How did you feel?"

This is an issue that Fang Minghua is more concerned about.

(End of this chapter)