Wolong Bay is a small river bay, a tributary of the Wolong River, which flows eastward into the sea.
Before the industrial age, it was common to use river sections close to river estuaries as ports, but now, this is naturally no longer appropriate.
The land here is not suitable for farming, but it has formed several fishing towns with about a thousand households. Every household has fishing nets hanging outside, and vehicles transport aquatic products away every day. Therefore, the roads are also okay, and the asphalt roads have no potholes from long-term disrepair.
This place is on the edge of Beiguan, but there are some dilapidated factories and a lot of abandoned land. The thousand acres of land that Wen Liangyu bought is an abandoned factory area. Now the ground is bare, and the original equipment buildings have been demolished and sold. The wall that encloses the thousand acres of land seems to be lonely, with only a lonely four-story building.
The building doesn’t look very old, but it looks a bit shabby. At the entrance to the first floor hangs a sign with black letters on a white background - "Life Magazine".
On the way, Wen Liangyu gave a general introduction to the situation. Most of the people in the magazine had left, with only four or five people left.
Now, there is suddenly a row of cars and exaggerated supercars parked in front of the magazine building.
Some people looked over here from the glass windows upstairs, and some people hurried out to greet them.
Wen Liangyu waved to a little old man with black-framed glasses, gray hair, and a Mao suit. "Old Deng, come here, let me introduce you." He smiled at Lu Ming and said, "This is the president and editor-in-chief, Deng Jiadong. I hired him at a high price when my magazine was just starting to transform. He used to be a senior editor at Le Monde."
The status of Le Monde in this world is no less than that of the Daily Mail during the most glorious period of its previous life.
Lu Ming shook hands with the old man and called him "Uncle Deng" with a smile.
Uncle Deng shook hands with Lu Ming in a daze, but when he looked at Wen Liangyu, his face was full of resentment.
Wen Liangyu looked at Uncle Deng with a smile, "Old Deng, I have good news..."
Deng Bo rolled his eyes. "Another person voluntarily resigned. You saved some compensation, right?"
Wen Liangyu smiled and said, "It's like this. My good friend, Mr. Lu, wants to take over our publication. However, for those of you who haven't resigned yet, whether Mr. Lu is willing to take you in depends on your talents!"
"Are you going to sell big butchers again?" Deng Bo sneered.
"You guys talk, you guys talk!" Wen Liangyu smiled and walked aside. It seemed that if he had known the old man's temper earlier, he would not have bothered with him. But since we have different ideas, we cannot work together, so it is better to meet less often.
"Uncle Deng has been holding on all the time. It's not easy!" Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Bullshit, hold on? Old Fourth Wen wants me to leave, but I just won't! He promised me so many good things at the beginning, but now he wants me to leave on my own initiative? No way. I want him to fire me and give me a huge sum of compensation!" Uncle Deng stuck out his neck and made a fuss like a child.
Lu Ming rubbed his nose and said, "Uncle Deng, if we had sufficient funds now, would you be confident in launching this magazine?"
"No!" Uncle Deng rolled his eyes. "I'm in charge of content. You give me a direction and I'll do it for you. I promise to keep improving it. But I don't know how to sell magazines or get advertisements! I told you long ago that you should find someone who understands the business to be the president. But that Wen family kid said, 'I trust you, I'll give you all the power.' It's totally incomprehensible! Now that the magazine can't be run, it's like I owe him something!"
Lu Ming smiled bitterly. It seemed that Wen Liangyu had put his doubts on someone in the wrong place. When it comes to running a magazine, it is never enough to just have hardcore content.
"Okay, Uncle Deng, I want to make something more fashionable. We can integrate the advertisement into the content of the article. The target audience is young to middle-aged women. Do you have any experience in this area?"
Uncle Deng was slightly startled, and looked Lu Ming up and down. "You have some skills, better than the old man Wen. That kid is a complete mess. He makes a magazine without thinking about anything else, and just wants everyone to like it. He doesn't understand what is the segmented reader market. He thinks that if you sell big bucks, all men will like it? Isn't that ridiculous?"
After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't have much experience in fashion, so if you want to take over this job, just fire me. But you have to ask that Wen guy for my compensation. Otherwise, I will keep asking for it from you, right?"
Lu Ming smiled and said, "Yes, don't worry, I'll go upstairs and take a look, will I disturb you?"
Uncle Deng spread his hands and said, "Everyone is just eating melon seeds and chatting, why bother?"
Lu Ming went upstairs and walked around, then came back and smiled at Wen Liangyu: "Brother Wen, I've taken over the magazine. I'll change the name to 'New Life', which will be considered a continuation of 'Life'. Do you think it's okay?"
Wen Liangyu smiled: "Don't consider me. I'm not a sour writer. I still have feelings for this magazine. Changing the name is sad or something. If you are willing to take over, it would be great."
Lu Ming thought for a moment and said, "Why not just transfer your land to me instead of waiting for the bank to take it. I will buy it."
Wen Liangyu was startled, and looked at Lu Ming, half jokingly and half seriously said: "Brother, have you heard any rumors? The land here is in a good market?"
Lu Ming was helpless and smiled bitterly, "Brother Wen, I don't know about the future. I definitely don't have such inside information now, but after I take over, I will definitely find a way to develop this land, but it may take a long time. This is the case. My company is in great need of office space now, and we need to develop in the future. I think it's good here. The land price is low, and this existing building is not too old. We can use it after repairing it."
Wen Liangyu looked at Lu Ming and wanted to say, let's split the land in half and I'll transfer half of the property rights to you, but then he shook his head. That wouldn't make any sense, right? He originally wanted the bank to take back the land.
Although the Imperial Bank is a state-owned institution and is not afraid of bad debts, it would be better if someone else took over. After all, it would be good for Director Qiu, who lent the money to him, and he would be able to continue to take advantage of the Imperial Bank in the future.
But in that case, it would be equivalent to selling the land to this young man for 30,000 yuan, plus a lot of interest.
"Brother, you did this voluntarily. I didn't force you!" Wen Liangyu said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"Of course, I took the initiative to propose it!" Lu Ming smiled and looked back at the land. Although it was just a bare lot surrounded by a wall, the thousand acres of land would be his from now on. Thinking about it, he was really a little excited. Perhaps, buying houses and land is deeply rooted in the blood of Chinese people. It is completely different from doing other industries.
However, although he had about 500,000 yuan in his account, he was planning to invest it in Sanmai Aviation Company.
Fortunately, the bank only requires me to pay the interest first.
But the maintenance of this building will cost several thousand yuan. We need to install air conditioners and do the interior decoration of the office, which will cost another fortune, especially central air conditioning, which has only been available for more than ten years. These four floors will probably require three or four sets of equipment, and the budget will be around 10,000 yuan.
As a technology company, the quality of the environment here, the sense of technology it gives people, also affects customer confidence.
Therefore, we need to prepare a budget of 30,000 yuan for the overall renovation cost.
In fact, nowadays, even if you build a four-story building of the same area, 30,000 yuan is enough.
For this money, you can find Zhou Xiaobao from the Immigration House and get a bank loan first.
Thinking about it, Lu Ming shook his head helplessly. It seems that everyone has a similar mentality when running a business. He is the same. When he sees a money-making project, he wants to get involved. It is necessary to carry loans. A capitalist who is not heavily in debt is not a good capitalist.
However, since they have patent rights to support them, the risk of a broken capital chain is not great.
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The crowd turned around again, and several cars started moving, raising a cloud of dust.
Back at the Wendebao Club, there was bad news. The whistleblower reporter named Jin Zhengyi from "Two Cents" was found. However, he died in a car accident a few days ago and his identity has just been confirmed. Wen Liangyu's friend in the police station was entrusted by him to find Jin Zhengyi. After getting the news, he called. At the same time, he also had the address of the slum where Jin Zhengyi had been hiding during this period.
"You can go, but at night. Lao Wang will greet the person on duty. However, there should be no valuable clues. The police have already searched everywhere. Here, this is the address..." Wen Liangyu handed a small note to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming took it and said nothing for a long time.