Mixed in 1980

Chapter 271 Qiu Er, Want a Child

Holding the housing price report handed over by Zhou Wenya, Zhao Yuanyuan shook unconsciously.

"The average price per square meter is 200 million yen, and the price per square meter in the core area is over million yen? How much would it cost per square meter in our money? Are the Japanese crazy?"

"The average price is 200 million yen, which is equivalent to 16666 US dollars at the current exchange rate. 1 US dollar is equal to 3.7 yuan, which is equal to 61664 yuan." Zhou Wenya held a calculator.

Miss Zhao's hands trembled again, and she pointed at the numbers on the report: "Our houses are all in the core area of Ginza, and the average price per square meter is 10 million yen?"

Zhou Wenya pressed the computer and quickly responded: "It is equivalent to about 35 yuan per square meter."

Miss Zhao was stunned!

It is now 1988, and the per capita disposable income in the country is around 1000 yuan. Most people are far from this level, and the housing prices in Beijing have only risen to around 1000 yuan.

But the housing price here is 35 yuan per square meter?

Xu Jinqiu and Zeng Ali were also shocked by this number. They had paid attention to the stock market and futures, especially futures, after all, they all had investments in them.

However, neither of them paid attention to housing prices. Occasionally, they heard that housing prices in Hong Kong had been rising and now it costs more than 2000 Hong Kong dollars per square foot. They thought that people in Hong Kong were crazy.

Now it seems that the Japanese are the real crazy ones!

Zhou Wenya went on to say: "House prices are still rising. The higher the prices go, the harder it is to buy a house. Buying a house in Tokyo requires a lottery, and the probability of winning is only 1 in 6200."

"In fact, you don't even need to buy a house. You can make a lot of money by just winning the lottery and selling the qualification to buy a house."

"It's the same in Hong Kong in the past two years."

"It's all about speculation, the difference is that Hong Kong is cheaper, while the Japanese are really pushing up prices. In the core areas, it is estimated that the prices can increase by several million yen."

Miss Zhao listened stupidly, and finally sighed: "Well, I am ignorant, this house is not made of cement, it is inlaid with gold."

Then he looked at Chen Fan: "Why didn't you buy more?"

"Two hundred units is not a small number. Just because new houses are in high demand doesn't mean second-hand houses are easy to sell. It's good enough if we can cash out and leave." Chen Fan said unhappily.

Miss Zhao nodded: "That's right, it can't be cashed out, it's just a pile of concrete, the price of the house will definitely kill the Japanese."

"There will definitely be a lot of people jumping off buildings. When the Hong Kong property market collapsed in 1982, many people jumped from tall buildings. The Japanese will be even worse off," Zhou Wenya explained.

Miss Zhao asked again: "We have to act quickly. Is it easy to sell it now?"

"The property market is very hot right now, and the transaction rate of second-hand houses is also very high, but the price cannot be fixed at the market price. It is still easier to sell them if you give some discount." Zhou Wenya looked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan nodded slightly: "You decide the price, even if it's a little lower, it doesn't matter. I only have one request, that you sell all of them before the New Year and cash out and leave."

Zhou Wenya responded: "Mr. Chen, don't worry, our houses are all in Ginza, the market is very hot, a few months will definitely be enough."

After saying that, he took out the stock market report.

Chen Fan took the thick stack and put it away: "Starting today, all stocks will be slowly sold off to cash out. Don't let anyone target you."

"Mr. Chen, don't worry. After more than three years of training, our company's people are all elite and experienced."

Zhou Wenya took advantage of the break to make a pot of tea and served it to everyone: "Our stock investments are diversified and we sell them slowly. This will not cause turmoil in the stock market."

Chen Fan took a sip and said, "You have all worked hard here for more than three years. I will tell you later that after the event, the dividends will not be reduced by a single cent."

Every profit will have corresponding dividends.

Dividends from short-term operations are paid out regularly. Chen Fan has never been vague about this point. He always pays the dividends he deserves.

After all the money is cashed out, Chen Fan will not deduct a single cent from the money that should be paid.

Everyone also believes in Chen Fan. The boss has always been generous and keeps his promises, otherwise everyone would not have left home and stayed here for more than three years.

However, in the past three years, Chen Fan has not treated everyone unfairly. Every year, they have a one-month paid vacation so that they can go back and spend time with their families.

You can also bring your family over for vacation, and the expenses will be reimbursed by the company.

The welfare benefits are all full, everyone feels at ease, and they are determined to do their work: "By the way, how about those people in the mainland?"

A new wave of people have been sent from the mainland.

Cao Yang's group of people studied for a year and a half, and all returned at the end of 86. The mainland soon sent a second group of people to study here.

Cao Yang came here and made a fortune.

When I was in Hong Kong, I got a Hong Kong salary. When I came to Japan, I got a Japanese salary. I made short-term investments and got dividends after making money.

After he returned, he made another fortune. The Moutai he had hoarded for a few dollars rose to 87 yuan a bottle in 120.

Cao Yang was convinced by this!
I was impressed by Chen Fan's sharp vision and his accurate predictions. Then I remembered what Chen Fan told me when we graduated: buy a house when you make money!
There is nothing to hesitate about. Cao Yang will not go to other places. He will buy a house in Yangcheng, a frontier city of reform and opening up. The housing prices in the future will definitely not be low.

After the purchase, I called my brothers again.

Big Brother Sun Pingan is a very honest person, but he is very clear about making money. He invested all the money he earned from clubs in college and his saved salary into Maotai.

If you resell it, you can make more than ten times the profit.

When Cao Yang called, Sun Pingan was laughing all the time: "My brother bought two houses in Beijing, and he is waiting for the housing prices to skyrocket."

However, compared with the others, Sun Pingan earned the least.

Xin Yingjie is from Guangzhou. His family is well-off. His wife Qi Yue's family is also well-off. They both stockpile wine on a large scale.

After finishing this job and using the money to buy a house, I will be financially free in this life.

He earns the most among us brothers.

The second one is Chen Jianye. This guy has an average family background, but he is really brave. He not only invested all his capital, but also borrowed money to buy it, and even dragged his father-in-law into it. He made a fortune with one deal!
Although the brothers made a fortune, they did not forget Chen Fan. At the beginning of this year, they gathered in Beijing with local specialties and got drunk at Chen Fan's house.

After playing in Beijing for two days, Chen Fan prepared some Beijing specialties for them when sending them back, just like when they were at school.

Everything seems to be the same as yesterday.

Chen Fan collected his thoughts. Zhou Wenya talked about the characteristics of this group of people. Each of them was a carefully selected talent from the mainland and they were all very quick to get started.

Zhou Wenya had thought about poaching people.

The result made her extremely depressed, not a single one succeeded. This made her very angry. Many people in the country were running away, but these two groups of people could not be poached?
I don’t know how the mainland selects people.

She was also convinced!

Chen Fan thought for a moment and said, "Give priority to dealing with the stocks held by these people in the mainland, paying off all the dividends that should be given, and then sending them back to China."

Zhou Wenya agreed and finally took out a few futures profit statements and handed them over.

The futures have been delivered.

When Chen Fan entered the market, he invested 10 billion US dollars and used a 10x leverage. The gold price was 284 US dollars per ounce when he bought it. Now the gold price has risen to 498 US dollars.

Now cashing out 150 billion US dollars!

In fact, the profit from futures trading is far less than that, but the exchange rate is much different. The Japanese yen rose from 250 to 120, and after being converted into US dollars, it more than doubled.

Zeng Ali invested 5000 US dollars and cashed out 7.5 million US dollars; Zhao Yuanyuan invested 1000 million US dollars and cashed out 1.5 million US dollars.

Among the three wives, Xu Jinqiu made the most money. She mortgaged all her stores and took out a loan of 1 million US dollars to enter the market, buying at 310 US dollars per ounce.

Today's revenue is $12 billion.

Seeing the numbers in the account, Xu Jinqiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In the next few years, the foundation would not need Chen Fan's allocation of funds, so the funds would be much more relaxed.

Since 1985, the foundation's annual investment has been increasing. The first part is mainly reflected in construction costs, and price increases are inevitable.

The other part is scholarship.

Since 6000, the foundation's annual expenditure has been around million US dollars.

It will increase every year thereafter.

Back at the hotel, Chen Fan looked through the stock market report. There was too much data and he was too lazy to look at it in detail, so he just looked at the summary of the data.

This is the current data, and there will be some discrepancies in the final cash out.

But it is already satisfactory enough, and the returns are much higher than those of futures. This cut on the Japanese must be painful enough.

When the Japanese come to their senses, they will probably point their fingers at the sky and curse. If they learn more about Chinese culture, they might even make a little man out of Chen Fan and prick him with needles every day.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan couldn't stop laughing.

Miss Zhao came over and said in a sweet voice, "Brother...what good news? You are smiling so slyly."

The sound is sticky and glutinous, so sweet that it can make your bones numb.

However, Chen Fan was alert. If she called him brother when they were alone, it was just a way of being coquettish. But if she called him brother when there were others around, it would definitely be something bad.

"I'm looking at the financial statements. I'm making money, so I'm happy."

"Well, we've made so much money already. It's really boring to start another business. Brother...register Luoshen under the name of Xinghuo Investment." Miss Zhao blinked her big eyes.

"Zhao Yuanyuan, stop being a demon!"

Zeng Ali picked up the pillow and threw it at him: "It's been so many years, and you still haven't given up? Tell me yourself, how many days do you work in a year? You only go for one week in a quarter, and you're still not satisfied?"

Miss Zhao was about to refute when her face suddenly changed. She hurried back to her room, quickly changed into a pair of pants, and leaned into Chen Fan's arms with an unhappy look on her face.

"Auntie here?"

"Ok!"

"Drink more hot water."

Hearing this, Miss Zhao rolled her eyes: "Your hot water can cure all diseases? I can turn into a fountain by drinking a ton of hot water. Do you want to see it?"

puff...

Chen Fan couldn't help laughing. He reached out and hugged Miss Zhao, teasing, "Then I'll go buy you some medicine?"

Miss Zhao hummed.

Chen Fan added: "Buy hemostatic medicine!"

Miss Zhao grabbed Chen Fan's arm, bit it hard, then got up and went back to her room.

"I'm already feeling irritated, and you still provoke her? You'll be scolded again when you get home." Zeng Ali rolled her eyes at Chen Fan and followed Miss Zhao inside.

Xu Jinqiu came over and pinched her husband's cheek: "Comrade Chen Fan, when our mother and sister pick up the feather duster, you have to run faster."

Chen Fan reached out and hugged his wife into his arms: "Let's talk about going home when we get home. Teacher Xu, we seem to have forgotten something."

"what's up?"

Chen Fan continued, "It's 1988 now. We are both 26 years old. It's time to have a child."

PS: The first update is here~
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