1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 618 Uncle Lin

Li Guangfu was born to do business.

It's not that this person can flatter, but that his figure is soft when it should be soft, and hard when it should be hard, and he is good at calculating and at the same time human.

Yanjing Sanli's name has been called for more than a year. Li Chengru's special special is popular all over the city. When he goes out, he drives a big car. Li Guangfu is not inferior to Li Chengru in terms of wealth, but he always drives his big car. hair, and still hands-on in many things.

Most of the bosses who made their fortunes in the 90s did not survive the year 2000, and those who survived to the time before Lin Weimin's time travel were even rarer.

why?
To put it bluntly, he is a pig in the wind, and he came out with a burst of vigor, but his vision and wrist are not enough to match his wealth, and coupled with the fact that he is a person who is very drifting, if he encounters a little setback, he will be beaten back to his original form immediately.

Li Guangfu is now worth tens of millions, but he is still so low-key, which shows that he has an extraordinary heart.

After having a glass of wine, Li Guangfu said again: "Mr. Lin, what do you think of the current real estate market?"

Lin Weimin looked surprised, "I'm a publisher, you asked me this kind of question, didn't you ask Yu Blind?"

Li Guangfu said: "Although you don't do this business, you have a great vision. I know so many business owners, but there are very few people with insight like you."

"Don't put a high hat on me."

"How can this be wearing a high hat? I am speaking the truth."

The two exchanged a few words, Li Guangfu sincerely asked for advice, Lin Weimin reluctantly said: "I am really a layman about these things. But if you insist on telling me, I can only briefly talk about what I can see."

Li Guangfu's eyes lit up, and he put on a posture of listening attentively.

"In the past two years, housing prices in major cities across the country have risen to varying degrees, and some cities have even increased by more than 50%. A big reason for this is the real estate tide in Hainan. The large-scale construction projects in the year drove the markets in Guangxi and Guangdong provinces, and then indirectly drove the markets in other cities across the country.

I have heard about the current situation in Hainan. Last year, Hainan's fixed asset investment was less than 90 billion, but real estate investment accounted for half of it.In the middle of last year, the house price over there had reached 1500 yuan per flat, and by the end of the year it had reached 2500 yuan per flat.

Such a phenomenon is extremely abnormal. When the income of residents has not increased significantly, housing prices have risen sharply. There must be a lot of bubbles in it.

In Hainan alone, the average annual income of residents is less than 2000 yuan, but the house price is as high as 2500 yuan per flat, and this price is still rising sharply in a crazy trend. That is to say, the annual salary income of ordinary residents cannot buy Build a flat house. "

Hearing this, Li Guangfu's expression became serious.

"You asked me how I look at the real estate market. I don't think it can be generalized, but we should talk about it separately. If we only talk about Hainan and the surrounding provinces and cities affected by Hainan, I think there are a lot of bubbles in the real estate market.

If you look at the whole country, housing prices in most areas are only affected by the marginal effect of Hainan's real estate boom, and there are a small amount of bubbles. "

After listening to Lin Weimin's analysis, Li Guangfu pondered for a moment, and then said to him: "To tell you the truth, some friends recently urged me to go to Hainan to acquire land for real estate development. As you said, the current housing prices in Hainan The price has risen to the limit, and the land price is also rising crazily. In fact, most of the developers are not really engaged in real estate, and everyone is selling off-plan properties, which is a bit like...like..."

"Drumming and passing flowers!"

Li Guangfu slapped his hands, "That's right, it's spreading flowers by beating drums. You can earn tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of dollars just by doing it. That's why so many people flock to it."

Lin Weimin nodded slightly, and said, "The situation in Hainan, in fact, we should all have heard of similar things."

Before Li Guangfu could speak, Zheng Guo hurriedly said, "Dandong Clivia."

In 1978, a Clivia trading market appeared in Dandong. Afterwards, under the hype of interested people, the price of Clivia rose all the way, triggering a large number of speculators to enter the market. The market price of a pot of rare Clivia can reach 10 yuan.

Some people even called Clivia a green gold bar. It wasn’t until 1985 that the government finally took administrative measures to curb the super high flower price after the fruitless counseling. Clivia depreciated by 99% overnight and finally returned to its normal price.

But because of this, many speculators went bankrupt.

"Not only Clivia but also Dutch tulips." Liu Haiyan also said.

The tulip bubble in the Netherlands is recorded in history books and textbooks at home and abroad, and everyone knows it.

"It's the same with Mud Boom's real estate, right?"

In the past 1991, Nihong's real estate took a big plunge, and countless real estate speculators went bankrupt.

Lin Weimin said at this time: "Once the market is overheated, it is not the relationship between supply and demand that determines prices and market trends, but the vast majority of speculators decide until the moment the bubble bursts."

Li Guangfu couldn't help feeling a little scared when he thought of these real examples.

"We can all understand it. It's not like the real estate developers in Hainan can't understand this, right?" Qu Xiaowei asked.

"Of course they can see clearly, but they are blinded by greed." Lin Weimin said.

Everyone listened to his words and couldn't help but nodded.

You can earn hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars overnight. Who can refuse such a temptation?
Everyone thinks that they are the ones who can make money, and they don't think that the real estate bubble will burst here.

Li Guangfu said to Lin Weimin: "After listening to your words, I am really enlightened. I can't swim in this muddy water."

"It's not that real estate can't be done, it's just that you can't do it with a speculative attitude. Although this business has financial attributes, it is an industry in the final analysis, otherwise there will be problems sooner or later."

Li Guangfu nodded, "You are right."

Liu Haiyan pulled Qu Xiaowei and said, "Listen, listen, is doing business so easy?"

"I'm just opening a restaurant, not speculating!"

The housewarming banquet ended while everyone was chatting. Everyone finished their meal and helped clean up before leaving.

Lin Weimin returned home. After dinner, someone knocked on the courtyard door.

When Sister Sun went to open the door, it was Wang Shuo who brought Shen Xujia and their daughters.

After Shen Xujia came in, she took Tao Huimin to chat, asking her health and concern about her current situation.

Wang Shuo returned the purse in his hand to Lin Weimin. Lin Weimin took the purse and teased, "Okay, you know how to return something you borrowed?"

On New Year's Day, Wang Shuo borrowed his set of "New Engraved Jin Ping Mei Ci Hua" on the pretext of betting with Jiang Wen. He said he would pay it back in half a month, but there was no movement after half a month.

Lin Weimin called to ask, Wang Shuo said he would watch it in a few days and send it back, but the delay lasted for more than a month.

"I'm just looking at something new. Look at your stingy face. It's said that the richer you are, the more stingy you are!"

"You're right!"

The two exchanged a few words, and Wang Shuo took out another card from his pocket.

"My buddies don't read your book for nothing, have you read it? The album I just released uses all singers, and the first set is given to you."

Lin Weimin looked disdainfully, "Look at the design of your thing, it's so stupid."

Wang Shuo didn't care about his sarcasm. Zhang Luo moved out the tape recorder that Lin Weimin hadn't used for a long time, and wanted to play his album for everyone.

In the past few years, Wang Shuo has become very popular in China, and he is even more publicized in the Yanjing cultural circle. He has met many people in the cultural circle, including those who make movies, TV dramas, and sing...

Last year, Wang Shuo was playing with a group of musicians, and when he had an idea, he wanted to make an album, let others compose the music, and he would write the lyrics.

The few composers Wang Shuo found were top-tier composers who have been active in the music scene in recent years, such as Sanbao and Dong Xingdong.

The singers who sang for him are not young, such as Na Ying, Han Lei, Tengger, and Zhu Hua.

All the songs are named after his novels, and even the title of the album is named after his novels, "What I Play is Heartbeat".

Now that the album is finally out, he can't wait to show off to Lin Weimin.

The sound of music came from the recorder, a typical 90s arrangement style.

"I found my way back home

I turn my back to the future and ask where to go

Nothing in this world is worth taking seriously
......"

In all fairness, although Wang Shuo's album is just for fun, the quality is still good.

The only pity is that the melody of the song is not very catchy, and it is still a little bit meaningless to sing it.

While listening to the music, Wang Shuo boasted to Lin Weimin about the greatness of his album.

Lin Weimin doesn't mix in the music industry, he listens to what he says, and listens to his right ear.

When Wang Shuo had finished showing off, he asked Lin Weimin again, "Are you free next weekend?"

"what's up?"

"Let's get together, it's been a long time since I got together. I've found the place, so I went to the Kunlun Hotel, and Haiyan drove around there and asked him to sign the bill!"

Wang Shuo said with a bit of a chicken thief smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll go over then."

After dinner at Lin Weimin's house, Wang Shuo left with his wife and daughter.

At work the next day, Lin Weimin had just finished a meeting when he ran into someone from the editor-in-chief's office in the corridor and told him someone was looking for him.

"It is said to be the son of your classmate, named Huang Jianan."

Lin Weimin was in a daze when he heard the words, and the memories of the literary research institute many years ago flashed in his mind.

He walked into the editor-in-chief's office, glanced around, and saw a young man with thin eyes and a slim figure.

"Huang Jianan."

Huang Jianan raised his head and recognized Lin Weimin at a glance, "Hello, Uncle Lin!"

amount……

The two were not much different in age, and he was caught off guard by the call of uncle, Lin Weimin hesitantly agreed.

Lin Weimin led Huang Jianan into his office and poured him a cup of tea.

"Is this coming back to Yanjing for a business trip?"

"Yes."

"How is your dad now? He's in good health, isn't he?"

"It's not bad. There are no serious illnesses, but there are many minor illnesses. They are all injuries accumulated when I was young."

(End of this chapter)