The security of the courtyard was not as tight as Wen Liang had initially imagined. Perhaps it was because he was brought here by Ning Xi, and there were not many people in the whole courtyard. However, it was obvious that the security here was definitely not worse than any other place in the world with strict security. Wen Liang was a little excited. It was not like he had never seen high-ranking officials before. When he was with the boss in his previous life, he could occasionally see the demeanor of the upper class. However, it was the first time he had seen someone of Ning Huchen's level and status.
Ning Xi pushed open the door and walked in first. Wen Liang was waiting outside the door. Somehow, his mood slowly calmed down, without sadness or joy, grief or anger. Just as Ning Xi had said before, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God. Of course, he liked to plan before acting and be cautious, but when he really had no plans or tricks to use, he did not lack the courage to meet them head-on!
Ning Xi walked over and waved to him. Wen Liang let out a light breath and stepped into the house!
From now on, the mountain is high, and the path to climb it is already under your feet;
From then on, the water was a thousand feet deep and the bridge to cross the water was right in front of us!
From now on, life and death are no longer determined by fate, wealth and honor are not determined by heaven. Once you step through this door, success or failure will depend on the other party's thoughts. This is not the feeling Wen Liang likes, nor is it the way Wen Liang likes. But in the face of absolute strength, whether you like it or not has never been the point.
Ning Huchen was still leaning over the table to appreciate the ancient painting "Divine Turtle". The magnifying glass was now resting on top of the tortoise shell. The delicate lines were clearly visible, and the shape was exquisite and lifelike. It was worthy of being the only copy of Zhang Gui's work handed down from generation to generation, a rare masterpiece.
Ning Xi waited for ten minutes, feeling uneasy. He wanted to speak several times but was stopped by Wen Liang who shook his head. He didn't think Ning Huchen, with his status, would need to show off his power. That was a trick only used by low-ranking officials. He must be really immersed in the painting and had no time to care about anything else. So keeping quiet was the greatest respect for the old man!
The room was completely silent. After a while, Ning Huchen put down the magnifying glass with a look of unsatisfied feeling. He glanced at Wen Liang's face and smiled at Ning Xi, "Is it him?"
Ning Xi nodded and whispered, "He is Wen Liang, a friend I met in Qingzhou!"
Wen Liang bowed slightly and said, "Hello, Chairman Ning!"
"Sit down, make yourself comfortable."
Wen Liang thanked him and sat on the sofa, leaning his hips against the front, his back straight, his hands naturally placed on his knees, looking neither stiff like a soldier nor sinking his whole body into the soft cushion, which made him look frivolous and unserious. Then he looked at Ning Huchen with his eyes and heart, and sat there respectfully without saying a word. He only took a glance at Ning Huchen and knew that such a person would not be moved by words anyway. With Wen Liang's eyesight at that time, it was impossible for him to see any psychological fluctuations in his face and eyes, just like a mass of dark water, which was the same from the outside and the inside.
This was expected, and Wen Liang was not discouraged. However, since he could not find a breakthrough, it was better to hide his shortcomings instead of making a fool of himself. He let Ning Xi say a few words to open the conversation before deciding how to respond.
"Grandpa, I heard Wen Liang talk about a project a few days ago, and I think it has a certain degree of feasibility, but this project is too big, and I am not sure about it alone, so I want to hear your opinion. Wen Liang has done some research in this area, and I brought him here to talk to you. If you think it can be done, I can also rely on my uncle and the others to help..."
Ning Huchen said "oh", threw the magnifying glass on the table, leaned back in his chair, and said with interest: "Xiao Xi, you just returned to China not long ago. You first did a few businesses in Qingzhou, and then came to Beijing to be busy for a few months. What big project are you undecided about so soon?"
Ning Xi looked at Wen Liang, not knowing what Grandpa meant by this. Wen Liang leaned forward and was about to speak, but Ning Huchen waved at him and said, "Young man, come and take a look at this painting first!"
Wen Liang stood up and walked to the table. He looked at it carefully for a moment and said, "Chairman Ning, I don't understand painting, but look at this painting. It shows a tortoise on the beach with its head raised up and auspicious clouds and auspicious air coming out of its mouth. The tortoise is one of the 'Four Spirits' and the 'Five Auspicious Signs', so the meaning should be very auspicious. In addition, both the tortoise and the red sun are painted with great care, simple and vivid. They should be the works of a famous ancient artist. As for who it is, I only saw the words 'Zhang Gui, the Imperial Guard' on the seal, but I have never even heard of this Zhang Gui!"
These words were quite conventional, but Wen Liang had a hundred ways to make his words more lively and interesting, just like the many novels he had read in his previous life. Maybe they would get along well and become close friends regardless of age difference. But reality cannot be taken as a novel after all. When facing such a person who stood at the pinnacle of power, being able to express one's views clearly and fluently was a merit, and there was no need for excessive exaggeration or deliberateness, otherwise it would be counterproductive and the gain would outweigh the loss!
"Young people have good eyesight. Zhang Gui lived in the Jin Dynasty, and the Divine Turtle Painting is the only copy of his work handed down from generation to generation. Many people have heard of it, but not many have seen it. This was a birthday gift someone gave me yesterday for my eightieth birthday. In your opinion, is it a fake?"
80th birthday? Didn't he turn 80 in 1997? Who gives birthday gifts in advance? Wen Liang was suspicious and smiled, "I can't tell, but since it's a gift from someone else, I don't think anyone would have the courage to pass it off as a good gift..."
Ning Huchen smiled slightly and said, "On the contrary, this is a fake! The original is still in the National Palace Museum in Taipei. I may never see it in my lifetime."
Although Ning Huchen had no hope of visiting Taiwan in his lifetime, as long as the two sides resumed dialogue, it would not be difficult to organize a cultural exchange event and bring the original "Divine Turtle Picture" to the mainland for exhibition for several months. So Wen Liang had to think about what he said. Who was so bold as to blatantly give it to the old man when he knew the original was in Taipei
Although turtles are long-lived, what about fake turtles
Wen Liang shuddered and immediately stopped himself from thinking any further. Fortunately, Ning Huchen did not make things difficult for him. He rolled up the "Divine Turtle Picture" and placed it on the table. He nodded slightly and said, "Tell me, what project do you want to do?"
Ning Xi came over and placed the summary she had compiled from the pile of information she had collected all night in front of Ning Huchen. It simply wrote the project name, investment amount, expected returns, and possible risks and obstacles. It was concise and clear at a glance.
Ning Huchen picked it up and glanced at it, then asked in surprise, "Eight hundred billion?"
This is exactly the effect Wen Liang wanted. Although money is just a number to these people, when the number is big enough, it can cause them to be distracted and interested for a moment.
"Yes, I wonder if Chairman Ning has heard of molybdenum mines? As for the peak price of molybdenum mines last year, which was 150,000 per ton, Shahe County, Dongming City, Huanghuai Province has proven that there are 400,000 tons of molybdenum mines that can be used, ranking first in Asia and second in the world. In other words, it is preliminarily estimated that there is a potential economic value of 360 billion. If we can successfully acquire the Shahe Mine and build a super-large mining group, we can rely on strong capital and technical support to merge, reorganize and acquire other large molybdenum mines. Preliminary estimates show that the basic reserves of the molybdenum mines that have been proven in China are 8.4 million tons, and the industrial reserves are 40,000 tons, with a total benefit of more than 500 billion..."
Ning Huchen raised his head, as if asking about the other 300 billion? Wen Liang hurriedly continued, "Apart from these current data, we have obtained some other internal data from the National Mineral Reserves Administration. According to their research, the amount of newly explored molybdenum ore in the next ten years, that is, the reserves that have preliminary exploration results but have not been finally confirmed, will reach 1.14 million tons, of which the usable reserves are about 6.64 million tons. Calculated at a price of 150,000 per ton, there are more than 900 billion economic benefits. In addition, molybdenum ore is also accompanied by copper, tungsten, tin and other metal minerals, which can be recycled and developed. Of course, according to economic laws, once the economy grows rapidly, the price of molybdenum ore will have an astonishing growth, doubling, or quadrupling, which is very likely to happen..."
In the previous life, the highest price of molybdenum ore rose to 570,000. Wen Liang was not afraid of the wind and his tongue flickered. He stopped and waited for Ning Huchen to digest these things. Ning Xi cooperated with him tacitly and interrupted at the right time, saying, "Grandpa, what do you think?"
Ning Huchen said calmly: "Young people are too fanciful. Not to mention that mineral resources are too broad, even if you want to monopolize the country's molybdenum resources, it doesn't make sense anywhere!"
Ning Xi was well prepared and said with a smile, "That's why we estimated 800 billion. As long as we take over the 400,000 tons in Shahe County and try to find those unmined deposits to acquire, it shouldn't be a problem to get 100 million tons. That would give us at least 600 to 700 billion. Add in other processed products, and 800 billion is a very reasonable number!"
"Eight hundred billion..." Ning Huchen pondered for a moment and said, "Let's talk about the difficulties first!"
"There are many difficulties. First, Shahe County now has three mining areas. Except for the Yeshangou mining area, which is operated by Shahe County Molybdenum Company, there are at least nearly 200 private small mines in the other two mining areas. The interests are intertwined and complicated. We must get the support of the local government before we can acquire all three mining areas. Second, the current "Mineral Resources Law" is too loose, and the jurisdiction of mining management rights is extremely simple and arbitrary. As long as the geological and mineral resources department of the county-level local government approves the filing, and then pays the mineral resources compensation fee in a certain proportion of the sales revenue in the designated place according to the government plan, production can be carried out. In this case, once we take over, it will cause a great backlash in the local area, so we must support it from the policy point of view, re-enact the "Mineral Resources Law", and ban all unlicensed mines to reduce resistance; third... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian. to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)