After every project is done, it is a test of grasping connections and market accuracy.

Extensive development and great fortune-telling operations will soon be washed away by the industry's big waves. This is the reason why Wei Qian left behind Ma Chunming, the big monkey. Even if Dr. Ma is a elm-mouth, he is also an elm-mouth with extremely clear ideas.

Although Dr. Ma did not show up in public, he also knew a little about Wei Qian and his friends' ways of dealing with things, so he understood it as soon as he heard it on the spot.

Sanpang’s so-called “pre-war” is the first hint. Although he used to be just eating, drinking and drinking, it implies that their local relationship network was smooth, and they had to do it obscure enough, so that people could think that they were forcing the palace. Then, in the so-called “project proposal” of the Investment Department, of course, there will be entrainments. How much is entrained is to show how much they can master.

It's like a big tree, revealing a tip of the roots for others to show them, giving the other party a guess at the tip of the iceberg.

So Wei Zhiyuan asked for help.

"Then what are you going to do?" Ma Chunming chased Wei Qian's office and asked.

Wei Qian hooked his fingers at him like a dog, called Ma Chunming into the house, and handed him a USB flash drive: "Go and print it out."

It was a project planning book worth nearly 100 pages. Ma Chunming made it out with recycled paper. He couldn't even order it with a thick dozen. He looked at Wei Qian in disbelief: "What did you do? How do you have time to make this?"

Wei Qian turned his head and sneeze, and said in a muffled voice: "Then don't worry."

Wei Zhiyuan, who had been by the side, walked over, bent down and touched his forehead, took a cup of hot hot water and placed it in front of Wei Qian, and explained, "I've drunk it, I'll go out to buy medicine for you now."

After saying that, he really put on his coat and went out.

Ma Chunming looked up at Wei Zhiyuan strangely. Although he was the only child, he could not understand the love of his brothers and sisters, but with his life experience and poor imagination, he felt that "brother" was synonymous with naughty children. He had never seen Wei Zhiyuan like... so attentive and thoughtful that he was like a boyfriend.

But Ma Chunming's eyes fell on their boss Guijianchou, and immediately they couldn't help but shaking with all the wind and flowers, drinking a pot of ice water in the cold winter.

"I must have been obsessed with it," he thought.

Ma Chunming reads very fast, and he can still remember it according to his own praise.

After reading it, the doctor restrained his horrible and obscene thoughts and frowned: "The concept of industrial park is indeed very gimmick. If it can be cultivated, taxation and even the employment generated are very attractive, but it may not be so easy to accomplish, right?"

Wei Qian said after a piece of white air coming out of hot water: "It's not easy, but it's up to man."

"I think the industrial park is indispensable for the right time, place, and people. Of course, the place in City A is feasible in terms of natural and humanistic environment, but don't you think it's not enough? And don't you think this positioning is too high? With 'culture and high-tech' as ​​the core, most of such industrial parks are spontaneously gathered, or are built by the government through tax reduction and exemption and establishment of awards - the government will definitely not do it, I think there is no mature soil there."

Wei Qian talked about a very famous foreign game brand and asked Ma Chunming: "Have you heard of it?"

Ma Chunming hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Xiaoyuan and the others participated in the production." Wei Qian said.

Ma Chunming thought about it and asked again: "So you plan to use his relationship to attract well-known brands? What do you provide to others and attract them?"

"The government does not have a tax reduction policy, so I will reduce rent. I will give them the best working environment and the cheapest fees. Excellent companies can use technical stocks to invest in properties. I also want to open an expert apartment in a beautiful place, which is finely decorated, and according to the quality of high-end vacation apartments, how beautiful it is, and find the best property team to operate it. As a supporting facility, it can be free at the beginning. When the park matures, then spread the cost into the rent of the office area." Wei Qian gently knocked on the table, "When a well-known brand enters, the government will have political achievements and tax revenue at the first time, and they can also attract upstream and downstream service providers to build a complete industrial chain in a short time."

Workaholic Ma Chunming could immediately estimate the approximate investment when he heard him say it briefly.

This project bears huge risks and huge capital costs, and in the past few years, it was predictable that there would be almost no income.

All their profits from projects of all sizes and sizes across the country may have to be built into this place. Just like a software company uses all its business income to support an office software team, it is likely that in the end it is proved that this thing that everyone has worked hard to support is no way out.

With billions of investments and long payback periods, the daily financing cost may be as high as millions.

It may be unfinished in the middle, or it may end up and find that it is a dead end.

Ma Chunming sat there in a daze for a while. After a long time, he found his voice and said to himself, "You are too brave... Why?"

Ma Chunming knew that even if Wei Qian was crazy, he would not be able to use such a large sum of funds just to fight Wang Dongliang.

More importantly, Wei Qian could not have produced such a detailed planning book by himself in such a short time, involving a large number of research involving multiple provinces and cities and in-depth analysis at various levels of macro and micro levels. It is simply impossible to complete it in a few years.

Ma Chunming can estimate its considerable value by selling this plan alone... The question is how many people dare to do it?

It is absolutely difficult for the A Municipal Government to find a second person who is willing to do such a project for them. In comparison, Wang Dongliang, the original taxpayer, has become a pure hooligan who can only cause trouble and cause social instability - not to mention that he is suspected of tax evasion.

"Ten years ago, a man told me something - I have always admired this person. Apart from being confused and unable to see the road under my feet in front of my wife, I think he has a look that can penetrate the times." Wei Qian said slowly, "He told me at that time that the era of labor has passed, and what we were about to us was the decade of capital, and the spring of technology followed closely. Now that ten years have passed, he said it right, I bet that he will be right for the next ten years."

Of course, Ma Chunming could tell who this person was, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Wei Qian's voice was a little hoarse, and he coughed a few times, continuing: "One day, the era of selling after building a house will end. Policy or market collapse may be very small in the context of our country, but the unequal development between regions will cause high-quality plots to gradually disappear, and prices will become very high accordingly. It is also possible that due to the economic bubble, our surplus financing channels are cut off now, and the high interest rate will lead to further compressing the profit margin. The industry has reached that decay, and it will be too late to turn around..."

When Wei Qian said this, his throat became even more itchy and he couldn't help but cough again. The cold seemed to be worse than in the morning.

Ma Chunming seemed to show concern and said casually: "Ah, do you have a cold? You should drink more water."

Then he ignored Wei Qian's cup that had been empty for a long time without long eyes, moved forward eagerly, and urged him to say, "What?"

He expressed in both verbal and body language: I was just polite, you should take care of yourself.

Wei Qian: “…”

He suddenly understood why this guy was dumped by his wife. It turns out that a pitiful person must have something hateful.

Wei Qian had to stand up with his slightly heavy legs, poured a cup of hot water again, and then said: "At that time, there would be countless small and medium-sized enterprises in the industry who died in long-term turmoil, and they could survive healthily and for a long time, rather than surviving. There must be one between the two pillars - industrial property, or unimpeded asset securitization around the world."

When Ma Chunming heard this, he jumped up like he was injected with chicken blood: "I understand! Either he turned into hematopoietic stem cells himself, or he turned into a part of the flowing blood!"

Wei Qian leaned against the wall, as if he was very satisfied with his quick response, nodded and said, "My general meaning is here. Whether this matter is successful depends on you. You can choose your own people from each project company stationed in other places, form a temporary team, and do this specifically."

Ma Chunming slapped the table: "As long as this planning book can convince the local municipal government, I will give you a practical operation plan within two months."

After he finished speaking, he felt energetic and motivated like a monkey, as if he was going to dive in and then not come out.

At this time, Wei Qian hesitated for a moment and suddenly called him.

"Old Ma, you can't see it. It's normal. Some people can do it. Even children of a few years old will cheat and cheat for favor, let alone those big and small foxes who have been struggling in the business for many years. But those are just auxiliary tools in the end. Some people have been playing with superb skills for life, and they have become like this. The key to getting far is that there are people like you."

Ma Chunming was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly turned red quickly, and he stood there at a loss: "Wei, Dong Wei..."

He has been following this very difficult man to serve for five or six years. Wei Qian gave him a job, a chance, and even a dignity. Ma Chunming has always been grateful, but it was not until this moment that he suddenly had the idea of ​​"a scholar who dies for his confidant."

Ma Chunming's eyes quickly felt sore, almost burst into tears. He opened his mouth, but once again he was speechless.

Wei Qian was too lazy to see him so grateful that he waved his hand like a dog, and said with some resentment: "Or I could tolerate you, a fool for so long? Get out of here, I feel annoying when I see you... I don't even have the strength to pour a glass of water for my parents. What's the use of asking you? Look at playing with a monkey?"

Ma Chunming was so happy that he was hurt by his evil spirits and walked out of the boss's office. At this moment, Wei Zhiyuan came back.

Wei Zhiyuan nodded politely at him and walked in with a chill. Ma Chunming thought about it and turned back, and decided to observe how people with "eyefulness" do things. He learned two tricks to facilitate the use of making grass and tying them in the future.

He saw Wei Zhiyuan vent his breath, rub his hands, warmed his hands, then walked in, took out a small pill for Wei Qian, watched Wei Qian take it, then bent down, and gently pressed Wei Qian with his forehead.

"I had a little fever." He heard Wei Zhiyuan whisper softly and in a negotiated tone, "Can you go home with me first?"

Ma Chunming gloated and thought: This time, the flattery is definitely enough to hit the horse's leg. The pervert has never been slightly injured and cannot get off the line of fire. At most, it will torture his subordinates more severely, so that they will not miss the shift halfway.

Unexpectedly, Wei Qian just frowned and said nothing. He allowed Wei Zhiyuan to take off his coat, put it on him, and then took away his car keys and bag.

Ma Chunming: “…”

Two seconds later, he came to his senses and quickly slipped downstairs before Wei Qian found out, hid in the public toilet at the corner downstairs, and sneaked out like a rat stealing rice, watching Wei Qian take him away by Wei Zhiyuan.

"How could he not be beaten or scolded?" Ma Chunming murmured, and finally puzzled, "This is unscientific!"

The next day, the cold current from the north invaded the entire city. Wei Qian started his routine cough every early winter as if he was a weather forecast... His way of coughing was to smoke.

Wei Zhiyuan took advantage of his inattention and rolled up a pack of cigarettes from his home and office, retracted them into a cabinet, took the keys with him, and left a box of them outside, and announced without saying a word: "It is not good for your health to change your living habits. I will not force you to quit, but from now on, the rationing system will be implemented. This is the amount of three days. You can watch the distribution yourself, and you will finish the smoking early or not."

Wei Qian: “…”

He was silent for a moment and asked word by word: "Are you arrogant?"

Wei Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile, and pointed his lips in a hint, meaning: You have kissed and touched, but are you planning to refuse to admit it? Of course I have the right to take care of it.

Wei Qian took a deep breath and said patiently: "Don't mess around, why didn't you be so difficult to serve when you were a child? Give me the key."

Wei Zhiyuan: "I admire you as a male god at that time. Not to mention the smell of smoke, I like to smell you that you don't take a bath for ten days. It's different now. You are mine in the future. I want my people to live for a few more years. What's wrong with it?"

"Fart." Wei Qian stood up and planned to deal with him.

Wei Zhiyuan hurriedly retreated to the corner of the wall and pulled his collar with both hands: "Don't come over! Come here, I'll take off my clothes!"

Wei Qian: “…”

Wei Zhiyuan smiled with a little tiger teeth: "My roommate is a black exposure maniac, I learned from him."

"You have been abroad for so many years, and you have learned to strip with foreigners?" Wei Qian stormed, "If you have the ability, you can take it off!"

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhiyuan was really capable. He pulled out his shirt from his sweater as he said, pulled a series of buttons with lightning speed, and pressed his hand on his belt: "Take it off, do you still want to see me take off my pants?"

At this moment, Song Xiaobao, who accompanied Alex to visit the local attractions, pushed open the door.

Seeing this scene, she once again turned into a door panel with a frightened expression on the spot, standing there in a ridiculous position.

Alex poked his head out from behind her, rolled his eyes and said without hesitation: "Wow! Rape! It's so violent. This is the first time I've seen the scene!"

He watched the tone of tourists like the Qiantang River, which finally made Wei Qian angry, but at this time it was not convenient to step on Wei Zhiyuan in front of outsiders, nor did he scold Xiaobao's guests in person. He had to turn around and go back to the house with expressionless expression and smash the door to the sound of the mountain.

Wei Qian lay heavily on the bed and thought to himself: "These two sluts who are debt collecting ghosts."

Wei Zhiyuan was outside calmly tied up his buttons, looked at them both, and thoughtfully did not disturb Song Xiaobao.

Since she ran into him overnight in Wei Qian's room that morning, Song Xiaobao has started to see the head but not the tail under the name of "bringing fake foreigners to visit famous local attractions".

Wei Zhiyuan knew that she still couldn't accept it - in fact, it would be difficult for anyone to accept it? She was already very proud of not doing anything like Sanpang back then.

A minute later, Song Xiaobao entered the door silently, and took her door behind Alex with a blank expression. Then she stood in the narrow entrance hall, without even changing her shoes, and suddenly she cried without warning without warning.

That was a real cry that scared Alex and Wei Zhiyuan, and even Wei Qian who had returned to the house was alarmed. However, Wei Qian hesitated for a moment, but still did not come out. He just stood at the door, opened a crack in the bedroom door, and listened nervously to the movement outside.

Alex patted her gently at a loss: "Lili? What is this for? Alas... Stop crying, my face is exhausted."

Song Xiaobao turned a deaf ear. She cried to the point of being out of breath. She was so tired that she slowly squatted down against the shoe cabinet, grabbed Wei Zhiyuan's trouser legs that had walked to her at some point, and was sobbing that she couldn't speak.
To be continued...