My Deep-sea Fishery

"Boss Xiang, you must help think of a solution. I really can't do this ideological work." Village Chief Zuo complained to Xiang Yang.

"Uncle Zuo, you should continue to call me Xiaoyang, boss Xiang, I sound awkward." Xiang Yang smiled slightly, "You are the village head, you can't do the ideological work of the villagers, what else can I do? "

The head of the village Zuo hesitated for a moment, but was still not called Xiang Yang Xiaoyang, "Boss Xiang, are you sure that 100% of our Yanlong Village will have tourists in the near future?"

Xiang Yang nodded, "That's for sure, no matter how many tourists come, it's for sure that some tourists will come in anyway."

Village Chief Zuo continued to ask, "Then are you sure that the tourists will live in our Yanlong Village?"

"I'm not sure about this." Xiang Yang smiled and said: "But when tourists come, those far away will definitely need a place to sleep and rest. They can't just sleep on the beach or sleep on the street, right?"

The head of the village Zuo nodded his head again and again, "Yes, boss Xiang is right. If the house is renovated, it will surely be stable if it is rented out."

Xiang Yang nodded. "Yes."

Village Chief Zuo: "Yes!"

Xiang Yang rolled his eyes, yes, yes what! Now that you understand the truth, what are you doing sitting here? Hurry back and do the ideological work of the villagers!

Village Chief Zuo pondered for a while, "Boss Xiang, do you see if this is possible? I will gather the villagers who intend to renovate the house and have another meeting with them. When the time comes, Boss Xiang, you will also buy some shares and take out. Part of the money will be used to decorate the houses for the villagers. After the tourists arrive, you will get part of the cost of renting each house."

Xiang Yang blinked his eyes and almost laughed at the words of the village chief Zuo.

What a joke.

The villagers decorate their own houses to make money, but Xiang Yang pays them for the decoration?

Had it not been for the person of the Chief Zuo, Xiang Yang would have almost thought that the Chief Zuo had regarded himself as a triumphant son.

"Boss Xiang, you know the real situation in the village. Everyone has no money left. Although I listen to you, many fishermen have bought diving equipment this year and made some money under the sea. I haven't covered the heat in my arms, who is willing to take it out? Even if it is taken out, the money is not enough to decorate the house."

"The villagers really don’t have the courage. Mr. Xiang, you can pay a little bit, not too much. Whichever company is willing to renovate, you only need to pay a few hundred yuan. Your money is mainly given to the villagers. We are bold, you are now the courage of our entire Yanlong Village. Only when you come in can the villagers have that courage." Village Chief Zuo begged.

Xiang Yang's brows gradually wrinkled into a word for Sichuan, and he was learning to think about it in the way that Zhang Qicheng, Li Chao and others thought about it.

‘If I were Zhang Qicheng, how would I deal with this matter. ’

Xiang Yang thought for a moment.

The brows are frowned for a while, and then unfolded.

After a long time, Xiang Yang finally made a decision.

I saw Xiang Yang took out his mobile phone, clicked on Zhang Qicheng's number, and sent a short message to Zhang Qicheng, "Mr. Zhang, ask a question."

Zhang Qicheng: "What's the problem?"

There was nothing to conceal about this matter, Xiang Yang posted the whole incident with Zhang Qicheng intact.

After a while, Xiang Yang's phone rang, and it was Zhang Qicheng.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Qicheng laughed and said: "Boss Xiang, should I say that you can't live with money, or can't you live with money? Does this kind of thing still need to be considered?"

Xiang Yang glanced at the village chief Zuo, and then asked, "How to say?"

"You have said that there will be tourists coming, and tourists will definitely have to stay in the shop when they come. The villagers dare not bet that I can understand, because they don't have the money themselves. If they lose the gambling, they have to take the whole family to drink northwest wind. You have invested no more than ten million in it, don't you dare to bet?" Zhang Qicheng asked with a smile.

Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows, "You mean, you want me to pay for the decoration of the villagers' homes?"

"Yes, that's it." Zhang Qicheng said with a smile on his palm: "But it's not that you pay to help the villagers renovate their homes, but you pay to renovate the villagers' homes. There is no such thing as a shareholding. You will take care of the matter alone and sign an agreement with the villagers. You will pay for the renovation in full. After the renovation, the house will be used by you for two years, and the villagers will own it after two years."

"Think about it, with so many houses, each one can be used to live in. How much does it cost for a simple decoration? How much money will you earn in two years? As for two years later? Qinglongwan's tourism industry has developed early. Now, how can there be such a short and run-down small house, which has been demolished and built high-rise buildings early."

"And you can also write it in the contract. Let the owner of the house collect the money for renting the house for the past two years. You even save the money for the employees."

On the phone, Zhang Qicheng finally joked: "Brother Xiang, you are earning millions of dollars by dragging a net now. Isn’t it a bit of a small amount of money? You can’t look down on me, so let’s let you The head of the village came to me and I paid out the money. I will now arrange for someone to draw up a contract."

Xiang Yang held the phone and fell into deep thought.

Xiang Yang understood what Zhang Qicheng said.

Probably just go to discuss with the villagers, don’t need money for house decoration, and help them pay for the decoration.

But those rooms that Xiang Yang paid for to renovate had to be used by Xiang Yang for two years.

Two years later, these houses were nothing wrong with Xiang Yang, and they were completely owned by the villagers.

These houses of the villagers were originally redundant empty rooms in their homes. After thinking about two years, they would have a few renovated rooms, and they would definitely be willing to use the rooms for Xiang Yang for two years.

However, the actual situation is ~www.readwn.com~ With the development of Qinglongwan, these rooms have nothing to do with Xiangyang and the villagers after two years. They must have been demolished.

The real situation is that Xiang Yang only needs to pay the renovation cost of a set of rooms, and he can get the right to use a set of rooms in vain, but the villagers actually can't even get the right to use Mao.

"Hey, hello, why don't you speak anymore? Are you still there? Brother Xiang." Zhang Qicheng yelled on the phone.

"I'm still there." Xiang Yang said quickly: "Brother Zhang, what you said is a bit around me, you let me think about it, and I will contact you later and hang up first."

"Boss Xiang, have you considered it?" Zuo Village Chief looked at Xiang Yang hopefully.

When Xiang Yang called Zhang Qicheng earlier, Xiang Yang did not use the speakerphone, so the village chief Zuo didn't know what Zhang Qicheng said to Xiang Yang on the phone.

Xiang Yang blinked his eyes. As long as this kind of thing is figured out, is there still something to consider?

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