Xia Ye picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Mr. Yang?"
"Brother Ye, I am Yang Shihua. Is it convenient for you to come to my grandfather's villa now?"
"Huh??? The old secretary is looking for me again? Isn't it because of the misunderstanding between me and your sister last time?"
"My grandfather didn't know about this. It's about the property rights of dilapidated buildings in the urban village in the central district. Brother Ye, you should have got the news, right? Everything is as you expected. The government wants to invest 500 million yuan in a public bidding. You want to develop and renovate dilapidated buildings in urban villages. Even my grandfather was impressed by your investment vision this time."
"Mr. Yang, you don't have to go through such big detours with me, right? If you have anything to do, just tell me."
Yang Shihua smiled bitterly and said awkwardly: "Brother Ye, I can't hide anything from you. My grandpa wants to talk to you about the property rights of dilapidated buildings in the village in the city."
Xia Ye narrowed her eyes on the other end of the phone, feeling that Yang Shihua had something unspeakable.
"Okay, then I'll rush there now."
Ever since the negotiation with Santai Real Estate about the property rights of dilapidated buildings in the urban village collapsed, Xia Ye had been looking for a more suitable developer to cooperate with.
This wave of urban village renovation in Longcheng City is a big deal, and there will definitely be many developers who want to take over the property rights of dilapidated buildings in urban villages as soon as possible.
It’s just that many people don’t know that the property rights of dilapidated buildings in urban villages have changed long ago. Most people still think that the property rights still belong to the residents who once lived in dilapidated buildings in urban villages.
Most developers in Longcheng City are contacting the original residents of the urban villages and want to buy the property rights of dilapidated buildings from them, and the bids are not low.
The answer they got was that their property rights had been sold to others a long time ago, and it had been changing hands for almost half a month.
The residents all regretted hearing that the dilapidated buildings they once lived in could be sold for such a high price.
Why were they so obsessed with it in the first place that they sold the property for 100,000 yuan?
the other side.
Xie Bing was unable to reach reconciliation and renegotiation with Xia Ye, and soon the news reached the senior management of Santai Group.
The chairman of Santai Group immediately removed Xie Bing from his position as CEO with a fax from the headquarters in Shanghai.
Lan Miaofu took Xie Bing's position as CEO by accident. 33
Sitting on the boss's chair in the CEO's office, Lan Miaofu felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
In the past, she had been suppressed by Xie Bing's ability and could only be willing to be his deputy.
But now he made such a stupid decision because of the property rights of a dilapidated building in a city village, and in the end he could only be taken over by the group.
Xu Rong entered the president's office and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Mr. Lan on your successful promotion to CEO of Santai Real Estate."
Lan Miaofu narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Have you contacted Mr. Xia again?"
Xu Rong shook her head and said, "Mr. Lan, didn't Mr. Xia say that his property rights would never be sold to us Santai Real Estate?"
Lan Miaofu said with a smile: "Can't you see that there is a grudge between him and Xie Bing? His words were only directed at Xie Bing, not our entire Santai Real Estate."
"That idiot Xie Bing has been famous all his life, but in the end he was kicked out by the group's senior management because of his emotions. It's really ridiculous! So, no one in this workplace can always win. Last time, Xie Bing had already offended Mr. Xia. This time This time, I personally came forward to negotiate with Mr. Xia."
Say it.
Lan Miaofu confidently took out her cell phone and dialed Xia Ye's cell phone number.
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Xia Ye drove Hutou Ben into the famous city of Yishui.
As soon as he stopped the car, Yang Shihua appeared next to Hu Touben and then greeted him into the villa.
"Grandpa, my brother Ye is here."
Hearing Yang Shihua's excited voice, Yang Guoxing hurriedly stood up from the sofa, took a few steps and walked towards the door.
Yang Debiao turned around suspiciously and saw the man Yang Shihua called "Brother Ye", who was only a few years older than his son.
However, the opponent's figure-eight steps looked particularly steady, and the aura he released made people feel a sense of awe.
No wonder even Yang Guoxing, the old secretary, stood up to greet him in person!
If this happens, it can only mean that the energy in the opponent's body is much higher than that of Yang Guoxing.
With this curiosity, Yang Debiao, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but slowly stood up.
"Xia Ye, I've been waiting for you to come. This time, I have to have a couple of drinks at home before leaving."
"Old secretary, don't be so polite. I'll just come and sit down and leave. Shihua said he wanted to talk to me about the dilapidated buildings in the village in the city, so I rushed here without stopping."
Yang Guoxing's eyes were full of admiration, and his tone was raised a bit: "Shihuadu told me! You said that before the municipal government's announcement came out, you predicted that the dilapidated buildings in the urban villages in the central district would be developed and renovated. , did you predict it accurately? With your investment vision, even if the richest man in Dragon City comes, he will have to worship you as his teacher, right?"
Yang Guoxing's words seemed to be meant for Xia Ye, but in fact they were meant for his son Yang Debiao.
He just wanted to amplify Xia Ye's ability and make Yang Debiao willing to take the initiative to lower his posture and negotiate with Xia Ye on the property rights of dilapidated buildings in the urban village.
Otherwise, with the arrogance of Yang Debiao who has been in business for many years, he would never be able to give up his attitude to a young man under thirty years old.
Xia Ye said modestly: "The old secretary praised me too much. My intuition is more accurate and I have better luck. When I wanted to invest in the dilapidated building in the village in the city, I never thought that there would be any municipal development here. It was all based on speculation. It was so dangerous for the residents living there that we bought it out of good intentions so that they could move to a better place as soon as possible.”
In the eyes of Yang Guoxing and Yang Shihua, the reasons he said were far-fetched and just polite words.
If he didn't have any foresight about this dangerous building, how could he be willing to spend more than 30 million on charity?
But Yang Debiao didn't think so. He mistakenly took Xia Ye's polite words seriously.
From the bottom of his heart, he felt that Xia Ye was just a blind cat who met a dead mouse, so he took over the property rights of the dilapidated building in the village in the central district.
At present, if he wants to win the bid, the essential condition is to win the property rights of the dilapidated building.
Only in this way can we take the initiative at the bidding meeting and have a greater probability of winning the bid.
So what if you don’t win the bid? As long as the property rights are still in hand, he can resell them to other developers who win the bid.
All in all, buying the property rights of a dilapidated building is a sure-profit deal for anyone.
Even if Yang Guoxing and Yang Shihua respect Xia Ye so much!
In Yang Debiao's eyes, the other party's young age was always a hurdle that he couldn't get over.
Even what Xia Ye just said was extremely hypocritical in Yang Debiao's eyes.
Yang Guoxing let out a hearty laugh and said: "Hahahaha... Xia Ye, you are too humble. Are your accurate predictions over and over again, are they just intuition and luck?"
Yang Shihua said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't let my brother Ye continue to stand. Let him sit down and chat."
Yang Guoxing slapped his thigh and quickly pulled Xia Ye to sit on the sofa.
"Xia Ye, I really liked the personal jade seal of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty that you sold to us last time. If you have any good products in the future, you must remember me, this old man."
Xia Ye nodded and said, "Okay! I heard from Shihua that you seem to be particularly interested in the auction held by Fengmingxuan during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I will definitely make time to accompany the old secretary to broaden his horizons."
"Hahahaha... Xia Ye, you are really thoughtful."
At this time, Xia Ye noticed that there was a middle-aged man on the sofa, and asked: "This is..."
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