Codename Doctor, Moved to Hong Kong

Chapter 65 Bite Me If You Dare

"If you only rent and don't sell, how do you keep your company's funds running?" Brock looked at Zhang Chaoyang in disbelief, as if he was looking at a fool or a madman.

"This is an internal affair of our company. There seems to be no need to explain it to Mr. Block!" Zhang Chaoyang said with a faint smile.

"Mr. Zhang, you are now also a shareholder of Swire Group, and the largest individual shareholder. You should also consider the company!" Block stared at Zhang Chaoyang and said seriously.

He didn't believe that Zhang Chaoyang would invest a large amount of money in houses just to provide housing for those untouchables.

“In fact, my operation is very simple, and the starting point is my confidence in Xiangjiang Real Estate.

I firmly believe that the current housing prices are definitely not the real level in Hong Kong.

Therefore, I only rent and do not sell. As for the problem of tied up funds that you are worried about, this is also easy to solve.

The house I built is mine, I can take out a mortgage, and then use the loan to continue building the house, and the rent from the house can be used to repay the loan, it's that simple."

"Mr. Zhang, please forgive me for being frank, but even if you can get a loan, you can only get 70 to 80 percent of the actual value of the property, which is not enough to offset the construction costs." Lawrence questioned.

"Mr. Kadoorie, you just said that I can only borrow 70 to 80 percent of the actual price of the property, not 70 to 80 percent of the construction cost of the house." Zhang Chaoyang smiled faintly.

The eyes of foreign merchants including Brock and Lawrence suddenly lit up.

They have all thought it through. The construction cost of a house is one hundred dollars, but the selling price is not just one hundred dollars. It can be two hundred or three hundred dollars.

Isn't it their decision?
If they work together, they can push up the price of real estate in Hong Kong, so that they can get back 100% or even 120% of their construction costs.

Immediately, everyone looked at Zhang Chaoyang in confusion. They didn’t believe that Zhang Chaoyang would tell them the secret of his wealth so easily.

“Haha, you don’t have to doubt it. First of all, Mr. Block is right. I am a shareholder of Taikoo Trading Co., Ltd.

Second, I need everyone's help to drive up the housing prices in Hong Kong, so that I can borrow enough money." Zhang Chaoyang saw the other party's doubt, shrugged and smiled.

Zhang Chaoyang didn't care at all that these people would join in.

On the contrary, he hoped that more foreign companies would join in, otherwise how could he cheat them.

Zhang Chaoyang dares to do this because he doesn't care about the profits of real estate at all and has never thought about how much profit to get from real estate.

What he wants is control.

No matter who builds the low-rent housing community, it will be easy to control it as long as ordinary people of Hong Kong are gathered together.

He doesn't even need to show up, he can just let Zuo Chen, Sun Zhen, Cao Li and others come forward. It is more convenient for the society to control the grassroots.

"Of course, we are very willing to cooperate with Mr. Zhang. We all believe that the current housing prices in Hong Kong do not represent the real level." Brock and others showed satisfied smiles on their faces.

They all knew that Zhang Chaoyang controlled a large amount of land, and with the cancellation of the regulation that ordinary residential buildings cannot exceed five floors, it was time for them to share the dividends.

They were worried that Zhang Chaoyang would sell the house at a low price, preventing them from obtaining higher profits.

Now, after getting Zhang Chaoyang's answer, they all felt relieved.

As for Zhang Chaoyang's model of renting but not selling, they feel it is good, but whether to implement this model in the end still needs to be discussed in a meeting.

Brock and others left with satisfaction.

Zhang Chaoyang stood at the door of the room, looking at the backs of Brock and others, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Mr. Zhang, can we chat?" A middle-aged man came up behind Zhang Chaoyang with a glass of wine and asked politely.

"Sir, you look unfamiliar. What's your name?" Zhang Chaoyang turned and looked at the middle-aged man, frowned slightly, and asked with a smile.

"I'm from the island!" the other party said with a smile. "Okay, sir, please!" Zhang Chaoyang grinned and extended his hand to invite him.

Zhang Chaoyang took the middle-aged man into reception room No. 1.

"Wuchang, I've heard of your name for a long time. After meeting you today, I find that hearing about you is worse than meeting you in person." The middle-aged man said with a smile after entering reception room No. 1.

"Do you have something to talk to me about?" Zhang Chaoyang sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, took out a cigar and played with it in his hand, looking at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Director Mao asked me to come and say hello."

"Haha, after all these years, you suddenly come to greet me this year?
Go back and tell Fatty Mao to go wherever is cooler!" Zhang Chaoyang sneered and cursed directly.

"How outrageous!" the middle-aged man cursed.

“You should be thankful that today is at my house, I don’t want to dirty my house.

Otherwise, I will kill you right now!" Zhang Chaoyang threw the cigar in his hand and cursed at the other party.

"You, Wuchang, you should understand the rules of the Military Control Commission!"

"Haha! The rules of the Military Control Commission mean nothing!

I haven't paid any attention to that fat guy since 46. If he dares, come and bite me?

You go back and tell Fatty Mao that he can go his way and I'll go mine, so don't make yourself uncomfortable.

Otherwise, if the bald guy doesn't kill him, I will kill him first!" Zhang Chaoyang pointed at the middle-aged man's nose and cursed.

The middle-aged man's face turned red after being scolded by Zhang Chaoyang, but he didn't dare to scold back, and felt uncomfortable.

He was afraid that if he was scolded back, he would not be able to return to the island.

He came here this time with a mission.

"Wuchang, don't be anxious. I came here this time to say hello to you on behalf of Director Mao. As the saying goes, don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. After all, we are all colleagues in the Military Control Commission and we all serve the party and the country!" The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said with a forced smile.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to see me about today? Don't beat around the bush." ​​Zhang Chaoyang asked directly.

"Director Mao wants to invite you back. He can appoint you as deputy director with the rank of major general!"

"roll!

This is your last chance. If you try to beat around the bush again, I'll have your limbs broken and thrown out!" Zhang Chaoyang cursed directly.

"・・・"

"Let me go back to be the deputy director. Ask yourself, does Fatty Mao believe this? Does Fatty Mao dare to let me go back to the island?" Zhang Chaoyang pointed at the middle-aged man and cursed again.

"On New Year's Eve, two scientists returned from America. Director Mao originally planned to take the two scientists to the island safely!

However, the Kowloon Gang intervened and kidnapped the person.

We suspect that the Kowloon Gang is a pawn arranged by the mainland to remove him.

Director Mao asked me to come to you, hoping that you can provide us with help.

Director Mao said that after this incident, we will not owe each other anything and will not interfere with each other!" The middle-aged man did not dare to beat around the bush and try to get close to the other party. He honestly stated his mission.

(End of this chapter)