novellhall Chapter 373
Chapter 373
Chapter 373
"Ping'er, what is your central business district? Why does it sound so awesome?" Wang Shuo asked.
"Central business district is a name for foreigners, but it is actually similar to our Shougang living area and some oilfield living areas.
It is a community with complete facilities, and it can be called a business district. "Zhang Junping explained in a way they can understand.
The living quarters of some super-large enterprises such as Shougang and Oilfield are a small functional society.
There are all kinds of banks, post offices, hospitals, schools, supply and marketing cooperatives, police stations, etc.
"Oh! This is what you said!"
"Yes, but it's a little higher than the living quarters of those megacorporations.
The central business district should have five-star hotels, relatively high-end hotels, and shopping malls that are more upscale than department stores and complete.
Other banks, post offices, schools, hospitals, and police stations also have them.
Around these, many high-end residential quarters will be built.
In short, one word is expensive!
Measure the central business district with money, that is, there is no most expensive, only more expensive. "
"There is no most expensive, only more expensive, this is awesome!" Wang Shuo applauded.
"Ping'er, how much will it cost to build the central business district you mentioned?" Ye Jing asked.
Among the group of Wang Shuo and Ye Jing, Wang Shuo simply felt that Zhang Junping was friendly, and Ma Wei admired Zhang Junping's artistic level, but Ye Jing was the only one who admired Zhang Junping's business acumen.
"I don't know yet, because there are still many problems to be solved in order to build a classical Chinese-style business district. It is estimated that it will cost hundreds of millions!" Zhang Junping didn't hide anything, and said it directly.
As a friend, hiding and tucking will only alienate people in the end.
Zhang Junping's words shocked several people, even Zhang Hua was a little shocked by Zhang Junping's generosity.
Wang Shuo didn't know what to say.
You know, they are still struggling and working hard for tens of thousands of dollars.
Wang Shuo was even worse. Before he started writing novels, he never had more than 100 yuan.
In fact, in terms of money, Wang Shuo has always been miserable.
This is also determined by Wang Shuo's character.
Wang Shuo is a bit like an ancient literati, who regards money as dung and despises wealth and values righteousness.
Why does the master say that there is little money, and he must sell it to the king.
……
Wuhuama, Qianjinqiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you.
This kind of heroic life is what Wang Shuo yearns for.
In later generations, Wang Shuo also had no money, and his food, housing, and clothing were all given by friends, even female friends.
He is not ashamed of it at all, nor does he have the consciousness to eat soft rice.
This is Wang Shuo, living a very real life, not at all artificial.
Maybe that's why Wang Shuo has so many friends. Even when he is in trouble, there are many people who are willing to help him.
"Ping...Brother Zhang, can you ask a question that shouldn't be asked?" Zhang Hua opened his mouth. The previous Ping'er couldn't speak, so he changed it to Brother Zhang.
"You want to ask me how much money I have?" Zhang Junping guessed what Zhang Hua wanted to ask, and asked back with a smile.
"Yes! I shouldn't have asked this question, but I'm just too curious!" Zhang Hua smiled awkwardly.
Wang Shuo, Ma Weidu, Ye Jing and others on the side were also full of curiosity.
Everyone has the heart of gossip.
"To be honest, I don't know exactly how much money there is! Because my fund manager is responsible for all my money.
I don’t have much cash, I bought most of the money in stocks and foreign exchange futures, and a small part bought land in Xiangjiang and Japan! "
"Tsk! Tsk tsk! Ping'er's words are really arrogant!" Wang Shuo praised Wang Shuo, who didn't change his title because Zhang Junping had money.
"Actually, that money can't be counted as mine anymore. All my money has been donated to charitable foundations. It's just that I started the foundation, and I'm the chairman of the foundation."
"Donated to the foundation? Can you still play like this?"
"There is no way, the tax abroad is very high, if I don't donate, a small half of my money will have to be used to pay taxes.
I thought, why should my money be cheap to foreign devils?So, simply set up a charitable foundation and donate all the money to the foundation. "
"Ping'er, just for your words, let's go!" Ma Weidu raised his glass.
"It's what Chinese gentlemen did, let's go!"
"Let's go! Jing Pinger, great job!"
People in this era are still very pure, Zhang Hua, Wang Shuo, Ma Weidu and others all applauded Zhang Junping's behavior.
"Brothers are holding it! I also love money!" Zhang Junping said modestly.
"Ping'er, what kind of charitable foundation do you do?"
"The full name of my charitable foundation is called Jiangmen Mutual Aid Foundation.
The purpose is to help the inheritance and development of traditional crafts all over the world.
In the future, there may be some international craft competitions or touring exhibitions.
Protect some crafts that are on the verge of being lost and help them pass on.
Provide financial assistance to some poor craftsmen. "Zhang Junping briefly introduced his Carpenter Mutual Aid Foundation.
This meal lasted until after ten o'clock in the evening.
Zhang Junping didn't drink alcohol, but Zhang Hua and the others drank enough.
Even after drinking like this, a few people didn't forget to get a knife and fork from Lao Mo.
Zhang Junping also made fun of it, and ordered a set of knives and forks, and a small spoon.
This is the fun of BJ people in this era.
When you go to Lao Mo for dinner, if you don’t take a knife, fork, bowls, chopsticks and small plates, you are ashamed to say that you have eaten in Lao Mo.
It's all a little bit, if you don't go to the Great Wall, you are not a hero.
For someone who doesn't know Chen Jinnan, it's useless to call him a hero.
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"What do you mean, boy? Do you dislike my old lady?" The old lady scolded Zhang Junping angrily early in the morning.
Zhang Junping explained with a wry smile: "Old lady, how could I dislike you?
Am I making room for my brothers and sisters so that you can enjoy family happiness to the fullest? "
Considering that the old lady's children would come back, Zhang Junping decided to move to live in his small courtyard.
It didn't work out, and it angered the old lady.
"Fart, what does it matter to you if they come here?" The old lady was reluctant to leave Zhang Junping.
"Old lady, our mother and I can do whatever we want, and we are used to it.
However, the brothers and sisters all have their families with them, and there are many people.
We are not familiar with each other, and it is somewhat embarrassing to live together.
Don't worry, when the brothers and sisters leave, I will move back immediately.
If the brothers and sisters don't leave anymore, then I promise to make peace in the morning and evening, and I will come here every day to say hello to you! Zhang Junping comforted with a smile.
"It's just you who have too much to do!
Let me tell you, morning and evening must be fixed, otherwise I will not follow! " said the old lady angrily.
The old lady was not an unreasonable person, so she knew that when the children and grandchildren came back, and Zhang Junping lived at home again, the children and grandchildren and Zhang Junping would feel uncomfortable.
It's better to move out.
It's just that after such a long time, the old lady was reluctant to leave Zhang Junping.
(End of this chapter)