Chapter 506: Only the money you get counts

Style: Romance Author: Wen YiWords: 2172Update Time: 24/02/20 17:01:38
Hu Chuntao was very embarrassed and said coyly: "I just happened to answer the phone, otherwise I wouldn't know so quickly."

Li Wenjun said: "Call Wang Xiaolan in first and let's talk together."

Then Hu Chuntao went out and called Wang Xiaolan in.

Li Wenjun smiled: "You two, help me act in a play tomorrow. You must act like it. Success or failure depends on this."

Wang Xiaolan and Hu Chuntao nodded together: "Don't worry, Director Li. We will definitely perform well."

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Those electronic equipment factories are headed by Director Jiang, who was the director of the electronics factory who was severely criticized by Li Wenjun when he negotiated with Li Wenjun to use the patent for free.

Although it was the deputy director who came to negotiate at the time, Director Jiang was also very angry with Li Wenjun.

Now most of the profits from the walkie-talkies they produce have been taken away by Li Wenjun.

Li Wenjun simply sat and squeezed out their bone marrow and flesh, making them hate him. Li Wenjun is like a thorn in the eye of all electronic equipment factory directors. If they don't remove it or let Li Wenjun suffer some losses, it will be too uncomfortable for them.

Factory Director Jiang is friends with someone from the Mining Bureau. So he heard that Li Wenjun wanted to buy this piece of wasteland, and also heard from his friends the ins and outs of this land. Originally, he wanted to just watch the excitement, and it would be best to watch Li Wenjun suffer.

As a result, Li Wenjun destroyed both the Yuan family and the Tan family without doing anything.

Then the land returned to Yuanjiacun's hands.

In addition, Li Wenjun won another base station project.

Director Jiang became excited: The location of that piece of land was too important. If he could win it, it would be equivalent to cutting off a piece of land from Li Wenjun's waist. If Li Wenjun wanted to build a factory in the future, he would have to rent it from him. Or step over him to go downstream.

He is the one who holds the initiative anyway. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this matter, but he also knew that Yuanjiacun would definitely buy it. For a factory to bet so much money on this matter, the risk is too great and not worth it.

So he contacted the factory directors who sent people to negotiate with Li Wenjun with him at the time and talked about this idea. Let’s all make money from Li Wenjun.

Some of them hit it off immediately, and some of them agreed after a few words of persuasion from him.

As a result, Yuanjiacun really opened its mouth and asked for 100,000 yuan.

Those factories stopped working and said they would pay up to 10,000 yuan.

So there was the bargaining process between him and Yuan Aimin.

After he finished talking to Yuan Aimin, he immediately told the factory directors: "Tomorrow afternoon, go to the Pyrite Guest House to sign the land lease contract. I have negotiated with them to give you 10,000 yuan for the first time. Please bring a thousand yuan. Okay. I'll take care of the rest."

Then when the factory directors heard that they would only be given one thousand, and they could go to Li Wenjun's lair and steal his things in front of him, they immediately got excited and said, "You get up wherever you fall."

"Great, this is like giving Li Wenjun a big slap in the face."

"I can't wait to see Li Wenjun's expression. It's so refreshing."

"How about we hang up a banner and buy a bunch of firecrackers to set off."

"It's best to ask two reporters to go and put it in the newspaper tomorrow. Make him angry."

Director Jiang felt unspeakably happy when he heard what they said.

Then six factory directors came from various places, and finally arrived at the pyrite before noon the next day.

Each factory director gave a thousand yuan to Director Jiang and received a receipt. The five factory directors paid a total of 5,000 yuan.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Aimin came with people. There were six or seven people on each side, but there was no conference room.

Finally, I decided to move the tables and chairs and sign the contract in the patio of the guest house, and asked the waiter to close the door and not let anyone in for the time being.

Yuan Aimin was puzzled by Factory Director Jiang's actions and asked, "Didn't we already have an agreement? Just sign a contract or something, pay the money and that's it."

Factory Director Jiang: “No, no, no, we still need to talk.”

Yuan Aimin: "What else are you talking about?"

Factory Director Jiang: "We only have 50,000 yuan to rent this land. We only have 5,000 yuan ready for the deposit."

Yuan Aimin and several villagers seemed to have a bucket of ice water poured down from their heads. They were instantly chilled to their heels. They stared blankly for a moment before starting to scream.

"What, what? Why did it become fifty thousand again?"

"Didn't we agree on 80,000 yuan yesterday?"

"What are you doing? Are you kidding us?"

"What else is there to sign?"

Only then did Yuan Aimin realize that he had been completely fooled.

Now everyone knows that the people in Yuanjia Village negotiated with Factory Director Jiang about renting land. If the contract is not signed, it means the negotiation has collapsed.

It is impossible to compete with Li Wenjun for a price higher than 50,000 yuan.

Isn't this just like a Luoguo somersault - both ends are not touching the ground?

The more Yuan Aimin thought about it, the angrier he became, his face turned livid and his mouth tightened.

Factory Director Jiang said: "There is no other way. Just say this is the condition. Yes, we will sign it. The contract and the money are all here."

Director Jiang took out the document bag and placed it on the table, patting it with his hand.

The villagers in Yuanjia Village stared at the bulging and large file bag. There are five hundred sheets of unity inside.

Five hundred! !

They don't see one all year round.

If you take these five hundred pieces back, at least one family can get five pieces.

After that, each family can distribute dozens more.

Yuan Aimin turned around and saw greed and joy in the eyes of his villagers.

"Sign or not. What do you think? No matter how you decide, just don't blame me when you go back." He asked weakly.

The villagers blinked, woke up from their daze, and looked at each other.

Someone whispered: "Sign it. Otherwise, what else can you do?"

"Sign it, you said it, the money you get is money, otherwise everything is empty."

"Sign it, village chief, we don't blame you."

Yuan Aimin picked up the contract and looked at it. The contract was written very simply, so he could understand it. The general meaning was: lease one hectare of land near the pyrite mine in Yuanjia Village for fifty years. The first payment was 5,000 yuan. Later, when the factory construction was completed, another 45,000 yuan was paid. .

The official seals of six factories have been stamped on it, and the names of six factory directors have been written on it.

Yuan Aimin signed his name below.

Factory Director Jiang put away one contract and gave another to Yuan Aimin. Then he patted the big file bag and said, "Click on it. Five thousand yuan to see if there is anything wrong. Then sign a receipt for me."

Yuan Aimin picked up the document bag and put five bundles of "Great Unity" neatly inside. It looked like it had just been taken out of the savings bank, and the seals of the savings bank were still on it.

He looked at it and said, "There's no need to order this. It's hard to get it after ordering."

The villagers all laughed from ear to ear: "Yes, yes, yes, just take it back to the village and split it up."

Now that I'm done with my anger, I think back and realize that it was actually quite worthwhile to earn back 50,000 yuan from that land that had been idle for twenty years.