"Boss Xiang, you must help me think of a solution. I really can't do this ideological work anymore." Village Chief Zuo complained to Xiang Yang.
"Uncle Zuo, you should continue to call me Xiaoyang. I don't like the way you call me Boss Xiang." Xiang Yang smiled slightly. "You are the village chief. If you can't do anything to persuade the villagers, what else can I do?"
Village Chief Zuo hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't call Xiang Yang or Xiao Yang. "Boss Xiang, are you sure that there will be 100% tourists coming to our Yanlong Village in the near future?"
Xiang Yang nodded, "That's for sure. No matter how many tourists come, there will definitely be some tourists coming."
Village Chief Zuo continued to ask, "Are you sure the tourists will stay in our Yanlong Village?"
"I'm not sure about that." Xiang Yang said with a smile, "But when tourists come, those from far away places will definitely need a place to sleep and rest. They can't just sleep on the beach or on the street, right?"
Village Chief Zuo nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Boss Xiang is right. If the house is renovated, it will be a sure thing to rent it out."
Xiang Yang nodded. "Yes."
Village Chief Zuo: “Yes!”
Xiang Yang rolled his eyes. Yes, what's right? Since you understand the truth, why are you still sitting here? Go back and do ideological work for the villagers!
Village Chief Zuo pondered for a while and said, "Boss Xiang, how about this? I will gather the villagers who want to renovate their houses and hold another meeting with them. Then, Boss Xiang, you can also invest some money and spend some money to renovate the houses for the villagers. When tourists come, you will get a part of the rent for each house."
Xiang Yang blinked and almost laughed out of anger at what Village Chief Zuo said.
What a joke.
The villagers are renovating their own houses to make money, and they still want Xiang Yang to pay for the renovation
If Xiang Yang didn't know the kind of person Village Chief Zuo was, he would have almost thought that Village Chief Zuo was taking advantage of him.
"Boss Xiang, you know the real situation in the village. No one has much spare money. Although many fishermen have bought diving equipment and made some money under the sea according to your advice, who would be willing to take it out before it's even warm in their arms? Even if they do, it's not enough to renovate their houses."
"The villagers really don't have the courage to do this. Boss Xiang, please give a little money, not too much. Any family willing to renovate can just give a few hundred yuan. Your money is mainly to give the villagers courage. You are now the courage of our entire Yanlong Village. Only when you come in, the villagers will have the courage." Village Chief Zuo requested.
Xiang Yang's brows gradually wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character. He was learning to think about this matter in the same way as Zhang Qicheng, Li Chao and others.
'If I were Zhang Qicheng, how would I handle this matter?'
Xiang Yang pondered for a moment.
His brows were furrowed and then relaxed.
After a long time, Xiang Yang finally made a decision.
Xiang Yang took out his cell phone, clicked on Zhang Qicheng's number, and sent a text message to Zhang Qicheng, "Mr. Zhang, I have a question."
Zhang Qicheng: "What's the problem?"
There was nothing to hide about this matter, so Xiang Yang sent the whole story to Zhang Qicheng verbatim.
A moment later, Xiang Yang's phone rang. It was Zhang Qicheng calling.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Qicheng laughed and said, "Boss Xiang, should I say that you are against money, or against money? Is this kind of thing worth considering?"
Xiang Yang glanced at Village Chief Zuo, then asked, "What do you mean?"
"You've already said that there will definitely be tourists coming, and when they come they will definitely stay in a hotel. I can understand that the villagers don't dare to gamble, because they don't have any money. If they lose the bet, they will have to starve with their whole family. But you have invested no less than 10 million yuan in it, and you don't dare to gamble?" Zhang Qicheng asked with a smile.
Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows, "You mean to say that you want me to pay for the renovation of the villagers' homes?"
"That's right, that's how it is." Zhang Qicheng clapped his hands and smiled, "But you don't pay to help the villagers decorate their homes. You pay to decorate the villagers' homes. There is no such thing as a stake. You are responsible for the whole thing by yourself. You sign an agreement with the villagers. You pay the full amount for the decoration. After the decoration, the house will be used by you for two years, and after two years, it will belong to the villagers themselves."
"Think about it, there are so many houses, each of which is habitable. How much would it cost to simply renovate each one? How much money would you make in two years? As for two years later? Qinglongwan's tourism industry has long been developed. There are no such short and shabby houses. They would have been demolished and built into high-rise buildings."
"And you can also write it in the contract and let the owner of the house collect the rent for the next two years on your behalf, so you can even save money on the employees."
Zhang Qicheng joked on the phone, "Brother Xiang, you can earn millions with one net now. Don't you think highly of these small amounts of money? You think highly of them, but I do. How about this? Ask the head of your village to come to me. I'll pay the money and I'll arrange for someone to draft the contract right now."
Xiang Yang held the phone and fell into deep thought.
Xiang Yang understood what Zhang Qicheng said.
Basically, I would talk to the villagers and tell them that the house renovation is free and I would pay for it myself.
However, the rooms that Xiang Yang paid for to renovate must be used by Xiang Yang for two years.
Two years later, Xiang Yang had nothing to do with these houses anymore; they became completely owned by the villagers.
These houses of the villagers were originally extra empty rooms in their homes. When they thought that they would have several renovated rooms in two years, they would definitely be willing to let Xiang Yang use the rooms for two years.
However, the actual situation is that with the development of Qinglongwan, these rooms will have nothing to do with Xiang Yang or the villagers in two years, and they must have been demolished.
The truth is that Xiang Yang only needs to pay for the renovation of a room and he can get the right to use a room for free, while the villagers actually get nothing.
"Hello, hello, why aren't you talking? Are you still there, Brother Xiang?" Zhang Qicheng shouted on the phone.
"I'm still here." Xiang Yang said quickly, "Brother Zhang, some of what you said confused me. Let me think about it carefully. I'll contact you later. I'm hanging up now."
"Boss Xiang, have you thought about it?" Village Chief Zuo looked at Xiang Yang hopefully.
When Xiang Yang talked to Zhang Qicheng on the phone before, he did not turn on the speakerphone, so Village Chief Zuo did not know what Zhang Qicheng said to Xiang Yang on the phone.
Xiang Yang blinked his eyes. Once he figured things out, was there anything else he needed to consider