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Chapter 4: One hundred and sixty million a year

Drip, the traditional mobile phone ringtone rang again, Wang Batian shook his dizzy head and parked the car aside to pick up his phone. However, when he saw the notes above, he was a little confused because it was a completely unfamiliar number.

"Hello……"

“@¥%%&*”

"You're so sick!"

A series of bird writings made Wang Batian very unhappy. Of course, this bird writing is not in English but in real bird writing. Although Wang Batian doesn’t understand any English, Tian Le is different. After all, he is a college student. Even if he is not very good at studying, he still has no problem understanding some commonly used words.

Just when Wang Batian wanted to hang up the phone, the guy who spoke Birdwen seemed to be enlightened and quickly changed to Chinese: "Second, Uncle Er, we, we are rich!"

Even Wang Batian on the phone could feel the undepressed excitement, but he became more and more confused. Uncle, I have such a big nephew? Besides, what made me rich?

"Mine, mine, mine! The initial detection reserves are 100 million tons, and the annual output is estimated to be 1.5 million tons..."

Wang Batian understood the general meaning from his messy words, and he also remembered who the owner of the voice was, and his cousin Wang Xiaoer who was brought out from his hometown.

As for the mines in Wang Xiaoer's mouth, he also had an impression. In my memory, this distant cousin caused him a lot of trouble after coming to Beijiang because of his impulsive personality. It happened that a business friend was about to sell a small coal mine in Xilin Province. In anger, Wang Batian drove him there, and he was always responsible for the coal mine he bought casually.

"Waiter, are you not confused? It's really a reserve of 100 million tons, with an annual output estimated at 1.5 million tons?"

"Maybe it will be even higher!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoer's mouth was much more neat, but Wang Batian was stunned on the spot, with an annual output of 1.5 million tons. At the current price of 160 yuan/ton, wouldn't he have more than 200 million cash income in a year? Even in addition to labor and maintenance and taxes, the coal mine can bring Wang Batian an annual income of 160 million.

Could it be that my luck has also increased after this resumption of life? Otherwise, how could such benefits come? Of course, what Wang Batian didn't know yet is that this is just the beginning...

On April 22, 2004, the day when Wang Batian received a call from his distant cousin Wang Xiaoer, France closed the last mine, ending the country's about 200 years of coal mining history. France is too far away, but its impact on coal is global, and it is only a matter of time before coal prices are raised.

However, at this time, Wang Batian did not have the heart to pay attention to these issues. He discovered that a large mine only had his annual income increased dozens of times. If he did not have the power to protect himself, no matter how rich he was, he would just wait for the fat sheep to be slaughtered at any time. Enhancing his influence was the fundamental reason.

The foundation and influence are only when these two items keep up, wealth can be completely lost in his own hands, just like a nouveau riche who won the lottery. Even if he has money, he dares to expose it at will. Wang Batian's situation is somewhat similar at this time, and the demolition of shanty towns also means to enhance his voice.

Entertainment cities and construction industries are all industries closely related to the government. Without good relations, they can hardly continue to do it. Although coal merchants are better, they will all alleviate the local pressure on artificiality, and those miners will take the initiative to stand up if they have any problems. However, Wang Batian's foundation is in Beijiang rather than Xilin, so no matter from any aspect, the demolition of the shanty town in Nancheng is bound to be won.

When he returned to the Villa Bishui Garden, Wang Batian's head was no longer so dizzy. When he took a nap, he woke up at around 6:00 pm. The evening was in the Nancheng District, and there were also a group of businessmen, so Wang Batian was not in a hurry to go there.

Thinking about the consequences after he became Wang Batian, the impact of District Mayor Zhao's sudden death has been solved by Beijiang. Although he threw away the hen that laid the golden egg for this, he also received 200 million in cash. There is no need to worry about the good news that comes suddenly. Wang Xiaoer in Xilin Province is responsible for Wang Batian. Although that guy is more reckless and impulsive, he inherits the tradition of the Wang family, is loyal, is not greedy for money, and is loyal.

On the phone, Wang Batian had already stated that everything there was left to Wang Xiaoer and gave him 5% of the shares. Wang Batian would not care about anything he managed, and just transfer the money to his account every month.

After getting up, he washed his face and woke up, then drove to the reception. On the way, Wang Batian called Zhu Yunsheng and told him about the sale of Kaitian Entertainment City.

"It's okay to sell it. We have no foundation in Beijiang. The death of District Mayor Zhao makes your position even worse, but isn't 200 million a little short?"

"I am very satisfied with the price that can be sold at this price. Let my brothers make some preparations! I am going to take down the shanty town in Nancheng to demolish it. When the time comes, you will be responsible for the place. If you are willing, come over and give more severance payments."

The brothers Wang Batian mentioned naturally followed him from the beginning. Although these people are not well educated, they have nothing to say, loyalty! Therefore, Wang Batian did not ask them whether they would like to leave Kaitian Entertainment City, but made arrangements for them directly.

"Brothers are all easy to talk about. Shantytown demolition? That's a big project. Mr. Wang, do you have so much money?"

Because he was an old brother, he talked a lot. When he heard about the demolition of the shanty town, Zhu Yunsheng was very surprised. He did not say anything like not making money. In fact, he advised Wang Batian from the beginning that money must be made, but it is necessary to improve his influence. However, Wang Batian used to think that having District Mayor Zhao was enough and there was no need to waste money to enhance his influence.

"Kaitian Entertainment City has 200 million yuan. Li Shaoqiu promised to help me with a loan from the bank. I dare not say that there are too many. Sixty million yuan should not be a big problem. In addition, there are policies for shantytown demolition. I believe that there should be no problem for the government to help us borrow tens of million yuan. Three hundred million yuan is the bottom, and there is no big problem."

If Zhu Yunsheng was surprised at the beginning, then he was shocked at this moment, and even doubted in his heart whether Wang Batian had a broken mind: "Brother, are you going to take a gamble?"

At this time, Zhu Yunsheng no longer called Mr. Wang, but used the old name. It was normal to ask for a gamble. After all, this is Wang Batian's entire asset. Once there is a problem with the shantytown project, Wang Batian, the new billionaire, will become a millionaire.

"It's not a question of gambling. After all, with the Nancheng government, as long as there is no problem here, we can only make less money. How about it, are you willing to go there?"

"Of course there is no problem here. Since you have decided, boss, then I will play with you!"

He hung up the phone while chatting and laughing. Wang Batian's face was not as optimistic as he said on the phone just now. After all, he had just changed from an ordinary person to a billionaire today. If he really lost money or even lost millions, he wouldn't regret it? He shook his head and threw away his inner worries. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, Audi rushed out quickly, which scared the passers-by next to him. If he hadn't seen the license plate, he would have already cursed.

When he arrived at the reception desk, Wang Batian saw several familiar cars. It seemed that they had arrived. He parked the car and walked to the room he had already agreed to in the flattery of the waiter.

"The project in the west is not easy to do. I heard that it wasn't. Lao Meng lost all the money in this project. Now he ran away with more than 6 million. I advise you, it's better to be more stable."

"Don't listen to Lao Li's nonsense. That's Lao Meng's own problem. If it weren't for the death of his engineering team, how could this happen? But he was brave enough to dare to take money and run away. It was not a big deal, but now it's good."

"You know a hammer. Who is the person in charge in the west? He won't be killed at home if he doesn't run away. There are people below. What should he do if he asks for debts every day?"

Before entering the door, Wang Batian had already heard their noise. In terms of identity, status, wealth, Wang Batian had already begun to break away from this group of people. After all, they were at most millionaires. Wang Batian, who sold Kaitian Entertainment City and Xilin Province Coal Mine, had successfully advanced to billions of dollars, and both sides did not have much common language at all.

Of course, this group of people didn't know that Wang Batian had sold Kaitian Entertainment City. In their eyes, perhaps Wang Batian's previous status was a little higher than theirs, and there was such a big deal in Beijiang, but now he has no background and Wang Batian in the background is even worse than them.

When he opened the door and went in, the group of builders saw that Wang Batian's room had become quiet in an instant. He was a little stunned. A middle-aged man hurriedly stood up: "Mr. Wang is late and he will be fined three glasses of wine."

"Yes, yes, yes, three glasses of wine."

In fact, from the bottom of their hearts, these people are still a little afraid of Wang Batian. Not only is his tough appearance and skillful kung fu, but what they really fear is Wang Batian's methods of doing things and bachelor personality. Even if they invite Wang Batian to come this time, they are preparing to have a good talk first, and they don't want to force Wang Batian to hurry up.

Wang Batian, who was originally expressionless, smiled slightly when he heard the middle-aged man's words. Although the smile was ugly and even a bit ferocious in the eyes of others, he finally smiled, which made the builders in the room breathe a sigh of relief and the atmosphere became lively.

Sitting down at the first place, this position was not Wang Batian, but when Wang Batian saw it at first, the builder sitting in the first place could not resist it instantly. He silently thought in his heart that it was not just a position, and there was nothing to give it to him. He stood up and gave the first position to Wang Batian.

Although the other builders complained about their companions' cowardice, they had no ability to change things, so they could only follow them. Of course, the most important thing is that they understand that if they were the ones in the first place, they would probably not dare not let the position go to Wang Batian.

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