Chapter 250 Descendants of Bao Zheng
When the study room was empty, Fang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and could finally relax for a while.
He half-lay on the sofa and dozed off for a while before sitting up straight again.
Seeing the real estate information on the coffee table in front of me, I picked it up and took a look.
35 Barker Road?
Fang Xiang suddenly remembered in his mind, isn't this the location of the Li's Palace, which was once known as the most luxurious residence in Hong Kong Island?
Once everyone loved Mr. Ma, but after something happened, the whole network started calling him Teacher Ma. His home is at No. 22, and he spent 15 billion Hong Kong dollars to buy that mansion.
Da Liu, who once gave the bowling ball to Aunt Thirteen, was the later owner of No. 31 and should be not far from here.
Continuing to look down, the land is exactly 2222 feet, which is square meters, a little more than three acres.
For example, the courtyard in Beijing would be slightly bigger.
The house has two floors and an area of 7000 square feet, which is 650 square meters.
Apart from the more than 10,000 square feet of the garden, the remaining area can be renovated or demolished and rebuilt as long as you have money and apply to the government for approval.
Look at the price again, it’s only 55?
But then again, the 79-story mansion bought by a certain richest man named Li in Deep Water Bay was only worth 65 at that time.
It was also this year that the gambling king bought One Repulse Bay, a 1800-square-meter mansion that will be worth billions in the future, but the price was only 70.
Although this location is good, it is not as good as theirs, but it can be considered top-notch in Hong Kong Island, which shows that money is still very valuable nowadays.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiang walked out of the study, looked at the direction, walked to the south side of the yard, and looked south.
Sure enough, this is already the top of the mountain.
The Wan Chai Oriental Mandarin Hotel where I stayed these days is just at the foot of the mountain not far away and is clearly visible.
A little further away is the famous Victoria Harbour, and in the distance you can see Kowloon, where there are several high-rise buildings of more than ten floors.
It's already a somewhat prosperous scene.
Zooming in, we can see that a large area of land has been cleared in the nearest Central District, and construction sites can be seen everywhere.
There are also a large number of shacks dotted in various corners.
Looking at the scene before him, Fang Xiang couldn't help but think of the so-called golden decade of real estate that he had experienced.
Wasn’t Hong Kong Island in the budding stage of its golden age at that time?
The Liu family who stuffed the bowling ball into Aunt Thirteen is still a teenager who knows nothing.
The richest Chinese man had just started his real estate career at that time, and it was still five years before he established his first real estate company.
If I had been ahead of them, I would have planned out the real estate in Hong Kong Island in advance...
Thinking of this, Fang Xiang took a breath.
But the anger was let out again.
He can't be said to be penniless now, but he is still far from being rich.
But immediately, Fang Xiang's eyes fell on the passbook.
Hang Seng Bank, five million.
This 7000-square-foot mountaintop mansion is now less than 60 Hong Kong dollars.
What about the ordinary houses at the foot of the mountain?
If you buy one, five million can probably only buy dozens or hundreds of houses?
If I were to buy land, I don’t know if five million would be enough.
Moreover, I wonder if the trick of getting something for nothing, which has been played out by the real estate industry in later generations, can be used in Hong Kong Island.
Fang Xiang fell into deep thought.
"Mr. Fang, there is a businessman named Bao who claims to have been invited by you.
He is waiting at the door now, do you want to call him in? "
Just when Fang Xiang thought for a long time and was about to go out for a look, Xing Yi walked to the door of the study and knocked.
"Please ask him to come in, and by the way, please help me call the butler."
Fang Xiang raised his head and heard that it was the Bao family who came. He nodded quickly and put the house deed and passbook in the drawer of the coffee table.
"Clean up the study. We have guests arriving. Prepare some refreshments."
As soon as Fang Xiang walked out of the study, the butler Xio appeared in front of him.
After Fang Xiang explained it casually, he saw a man about 50 years old, 1.75 meters tall, wearing a suit and tie.
With a smile on his face, he came towards me.
"Mr. Fang, I'm Bao Yugang.
I heard from Mr. Lei that you were looking for me? "
Bao Yugang saw Fang Xiang standing at the door of the study. He was over 1.8 meters tall and was wearing a Zhongshan suit that looked like it was made of expensive material.
In addition, Lei Luo had previously described Fang Xiang's age and appearance, so he recognized him immediately.
He took a few quick steps, bent down, and extended his hands with a very respectful attitude.
"Mr. Bao, I have heard of your great name for a long time. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.
please. "
Fang Xiang stood where he was, held the hand that Bao Yugang had extended to him, shook it, and then made a gesture of invitation towards the study room.
As soon as he sat down, Theo walked into the study room with four Filipino maids.
After he swiftly cleaned up the things that were left behind.
It was the same two young Filipino maids who skillfully made the tea.
"Tea, please."
Fang Xiang nodded to Bao Yugang only after seeing the Filipino maid close the door of the study.
"Mr. Xie Fang."
Bao Yugang looked a little nervous when he heard Fang Xiang invite him for tea.
He immediately picked up the teacup with both hands.
"That's right, Mr. Bao, don't be nervous.
This time I came to you without any ill intentions, and even with good intentions.
I heard that Mr. Bao is experienced in sea sailing and also owns many ships.
I wonder if Mr. Bao is interested in cooperating with me?"
Fang Xiang also picked up the teacup, blew away the hot steam on it, and took a sip.
It was a little hot and it was also Pu'er, so I put it back immediately.
It seems I need to put some scented tea or black tea here.
“Before I came, Mr. Lei gave me a general idea.
Mr. Fang, you want to run a car trade in Southeast Asia, right?
And then, bring some industrial products along with it?"
When Bao Yugang heard Fang Xiang speak, he immediately put down the teacup in his hand.
He straightened his position, looked at Fang Xiang seriously and said.
"Is such that.
As for the scale, it may not be large at the beginning.
But as long as we can get a stable supply of goods, the import volume will become more frequent and the volume will not be small.
Therefore, finding a stable and reliable partner is a very important thing.
Therefore, we invited Mr. Bao to come for an interview."
Fang Xiang nodded, saw the wooden cigar box on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Bao Yugang.
“Since it’s Mr. Fang who has spoken, then of course I can do whatever I want.
I just don’t know why Mr. Fang came to me?
As a sailor on the sea, Bao is just a small character.
Moreover, according to what Mr. Lei said, I can even own shares?"
Bao Yugang took a cigar, but didn't light it. He just held it in his hand, still looking a little nervous.
As he spoke, his eyes flickered with caution. This matter was not a small matter, but it was also a big matter.
And there are certain risks, although he is no longer an unknown figure.
But his assets are still nothing in front of the real big guys.
Especially when Lei Luo came directly to his door, he almost had a heart attack.
And when I knew what I was going to face, I felt very nervous.
Now that I have met the real person Fang Xiang, coupled with the recent rumors in Hong Kong.
I'm ready to be the scapegoat.
But he was just a small character, so how could he refuse?
"Mr. Bao, do you know Bao Zheng?"
Fang wanted to hear Bao Yugang's cautious question.
How could I not understand his concerns?
Instead, he smiled and asked.
"Bao Zheng? But the Bao Zheng from the Northern Song Dynasty?"
Bao Yugang's mind moved, and he seemed to understand something.
"That's right, Mr. Bao, have you ever seen Bao Zheng's family tree?"
Fang Xiang nodded. Once he said this, it was basically the same as saying it directly.
"Mr. Fang, do you mean that I am a descendant of Bao Zheng?"
Bao Yugang was naturally not a fool, and he immediately understood what Fang Xiang meant.
But at this moment, I still find it hard to believe it.
"Mr. Bao was from Ningbo, and later studied and worked in Shanghai.
In 49, he moved south to Hong Kong Island with his family.
am I right? "
Fang Xiang looked at Bao Yugang and told him his information.
"Mr. Bao, do you know that the Northern Song Dynasty migrated southward?"
Looking at Bao Yugang's pupils shrinking instantly, Fang wondered if he was frightened at this moment.
I changed the topic again.
"The Northern Song Dynasty moved south?"
Bao Yugang lowered his head slightly and muttered something.
As if he understood something, he suddenly raised his head.
"So, I am the descendant of Bao Zheng?
But what does this have to do with my business with Mr. Fang? "
