"At least eight hundred thousand."
"Eight hundred thousand!"
Jin Buhuan knew that building roads required a lot of money, but the figure still shocked him. He originally thought that building an ordinary cement road would cost around 100,000 yuan, which would be enough.
No wonder the town has never approved the construction of this road. It costs a lot of money.
Xu Guojie learned that Jin Buhuan had a stable job in the city, but he had only worked for a few years.
"I understand that 800,000 yuan may be a bit difficult for you, and it is not realistic to ask you to sponsor 800,000 yuan for road construction at one time. However, no matter how much you sponsor, even if it is a few thousand or 10,000, it will have a good impact. take the lead. When everyone donates some funds, I will have the start-up capital, and then we can start building the road, kilometer by kilometer."
Xu Guojie firmly vowed: "Even if it takes ten or twenty years, I never believe that this road cannot be completed while I am alive!"
Looking at the old village eldest son in front of him, Jin Buhuan couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.
Although he is always serious and almost unsmiling on weekdays, in order to bring about earth-shaking changes in the village, he devotes himself wholeheartedly without reservation. This kind of professionalism is really valuable in this impetuous society.
"Getting back to the subject, how much money do you plan to donate to build roads in the village?"
"Ah, then...just eight hundred thousand."
"Well, eight hundred yuan is indeed a little less, but it's good to have a good start. I hope everyone can actively donate...and so on!"
Xu Guojie suddenly realized that there seemed to be the word "ten thousand" after the eight hundred that Jin Buhuan just mentioned.
"I didn't hear clearly. How much did you say you wanted to donate?"
"Eight hundred thousand."
The shock in Xu Guojie's mind was like thunder, as if he had nowhere to hide in a thunderstorm, and his body shook involuntarily and began to shake.
"Village Chief, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Jin Buhuan hurriedly walked over and helped him stabilize his body. He was really afraid that if he had high blood pressure or heart disease and died suddenly in his yard when he was excited, it would be a sin.
"It's okay. Just let me sit for a while. I need some time to calm down."
"Okay, please drink some hot water..."
Xu Guojie sat on his seat, the warmth of hot water passing through his hands. He took a big sip, and the burning heat almost made his mouth bubble. This real feeling made him understand that this was no longer a dream, but a real reality.
"If you don't change, are you kidding me? Tell me, this is not true, is it 800,000?"
"Village Chief, how dare I joke with you about this kind of thing?"
Jin Buhuan smiled and said: "This is not a one-time donation of 800,000. I will transfer 500,000 to your village account now, and the remaining 300,000 will be transferred to the account in batches."
It's not that Jin Buhuan doesn't trust Xu Guojie, it's just that he doesn't have 800,000 in his hands.
There is indeed a considerable amount of cash in Long Qantang's company account, but it was injected by Wang Lingling as an early investment and belongs to the company's assets. He cannot misappropriate it without authorization.
As for his personal account, there was about 500,000 in cash, which was the reward given to him by Qin Zong.
Of course, Jin Buhuan's courage to promise to donate 800,000 yuan also stems from his strong confidence in his own abilities. He firmly believed that during the road construction period, he would be able to earn enough money to make up for the remaining 300,000 shortfall.
In the antique industry, as long as you have the opportunity to pick up one or two rare treasures, you can easily make millions. However, such opportunities are rare. Even if you have clairvoyance, you cannot conjure antiques out of thin air.
"Are you serious? Are you kidding me?"
Xu Guojie could not believe his ears.
"Village chief, please send me your account number, and I will transfer 500,000 to you first."
Jin Buhuan knew that no matter how much he talked, it was not as effective as actual actions, so he directly transferred 500,000 real money to the village's public account. This kind of action was the most convincing.
Not long after, Xu Guojie received the bank information on his mobile phone. He checked it three or four times to confirm that the "5" was followed by four "0"s, and finally believed that 500,000 yuan had been transferred to his account.
