Chapter 300 Is million enough?

"No! I absolutely won't agree to it!

What do you think of the people if you do this? "

When Fang heard Mr. Liu's firm refusal in the receiver, he felt dazed.

The people’s government is for the people, but in the eyes of future generations, it is just a slogan.

But from the time he traveled through time to the 60s until now, this sentence has become the motto of most officials in governing the country.

The vast majority of officials today still have the people in their hearts.

"Dad, do you think ordinary people will buy houses?

Are those who have the money to buy houses ordinary people? "

However, Fang Xiang did not give up this idea, but continued to persuade him.

"Yes, you understand economics better than me, but I understand human nature!"

After pondering for a moment, Mr. Liu gave another answer.

"Then...what if ordinary people are not involved?"

Fang Xiang's eyes were a little red. What Mr. Liu said was absolutely right.

Human nature is much more profound than economics.

Real estate is actually not much different from Pandora's box. It will stimulate people's inner desires.

But what if the real estate sickle is in the hands of the right person?

"What are you going to do?"

Father Liu paused for a moment, as if he understood what Fang Xiang meant.

“Funds from Hong Kong Island came in, set up a real estate company, and then bought land from the government.

The government gained revenue by selling land.

The real estate company built houses, sold them on the market, and obtained funds.

After the houses were sold, the real estate company used the money to buy a piece of land, but they did not build any houses and simply declared bankruptcy.

I don't want any of this money, I'll use it all to build airplanes."

Fang Xiang sighed, he knew that the country would not allow foreign capital to enter the military industry.

But what if we change the skin? What if we input funds in other ways?

I will sell it at the price it costs.

Through the real estate company, the funds in Hong Kong Island were laundered into local funds and then injected into Factory 132.

Finally, the real estate companies in Hong Kong Island can just leave after suffering losses.

It's nothing more than doing the accounting.

Even if someone comes to investigate, what can they say?

Isn’t it normal to make profits and losses in business?

"this...

It's a waste if you don't go into economics..."

Mr. Liu was such a smart man that he immediately understood what Fang Xiang was planning to do.

To put it simply, it is just pouring money from the left hand to the right hand.

The whole chain is neither complicated nor long, and anyone with a discerning eye knows what it means.

The only trouble is that this part of the money must be managed by a dedicated person.

“This is the only solution.

Otherwise, I can't just watch this project rot in my hands.

To be honest, Dad, this year's funding has been cut.

Will the funding be cut next year? Will it be cut further the year after?

We are now vigorously developing the economy, but the money is limited. If there is more here, there will be less there.

It’s better to put so much money in the bank and let it rot.

It would be better to use it to build me an airplane.

You are the one who knows best the importance of J-11.

Once it is built, the country won’t have to worry about the next 30 years.

If a small loss can benefit the world, why not do it? "

Fang Xiang took a deep breath and gave some final persuasion.

If Mr. Liu still insists on opposing, then he will have no choice but to give up.

Let’s wait and see in 20 years.

"How much money are you going to bring in?"

Mr. Liu pinched his nose and thought for a long time before asking a question.

"One billion, maybe? Since we're going to do it, we might as well do it in one go."

When Fang Xiang heard that Mr. Liu showed signs of softening, he immediately felt relieved.

"That's too much... One billion, how much land can you buy?!"

When Mr. Liu heard this number, he was shocked.

Today is a time when money is still extremely valuable, and the era of over-issuance and depreciation has not yet begun.

Ten billion is enough to build a new city from scratch in this era!

Moreover, with so much money, how many people would be greedy?

“I calculated that the J-11 would require about 8 million yuan in funding to reach what I consider to be the ideal state.

If you want to purchase new infrared missiles, radars and avionics from international sources.

This is almost tens of millions.

If the J-11 is equipped with these things, should the J-10 be equipped with them?

What about J-7, J-8 and J-9?

We are all family, we can't favor one over the other, right?"

Fang wanted to know that Mr. Liu was already moved, so he immediately struck while the iron was hot and tried to persuade him.

"So if you put in 1 billion, will Yangcheng have 1 billion less?"

Father Liu pondered for a moment and suddenly asked about Yangcheng.

"That's over there, this is over here, Hong Kong Island has hundreds of billions of liquid funds.

How far does this ten billion go?

Moreover, those hundreds of billions were in Yin Qingqiu's account.

Initially, the profits were distributed equally between Great Wall Industry and the state.

Great Wall Industrial has retained tens of billions in profits, so the state's share of the money will not be much less.

It should be used when necessary!"

As Fang Xiang was talking, he suddenly remembered that Great Wall Industrial had made a huge profit, which it had split in half with the state.

Great Wall Industrial has left so much money, so the country's share of the money would not be left alone, right?

“Do you think you’re keeping that money for later use?

I bought things and returned them a long time ago.

If you didn't have this goose that lays golden eggs, you would make tens of billions of profits a year.

Who in the country dares to do such drastic things now?

Okay, I'll discuss this matter with Mr. Xixian.

With Mr. Xixian's support for you over the years, there shouldn't be any problems. Just wait for the news."

After saying that, Mr. Liu hung up the phone.

Speaking of Mr. Xixian, Fang Xiang recalled the long conversation they had that night in 78.

Unexpectedly, after Fang Xiang went to Hong Kong Island to sign those two deals in 66, he came into Mr. Xixian's sight.

However, Mr. Xixian himself was still somewhat unstable at that time, so he naturally couldn't give him much help.

It was not until 78 that Mr. Xixian took over the business and Fang's plans for Hong Kong Island were successful.

It just so happened that in the previous decade or so, Yin Qingqiu had laid a good foundation in Hong Kong Island.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I also caught up with the rapid development of Hong Kong Island.

This is how he accumulated such a huge wealth in just a few years.

Although Mr. Xixian said at the beginning that the state would take half of the profits.

But at the beginning, no one would have thought that in just a few short years, the wealth would have expanded from billions to hundreds of billions.

Even Fang Xiang himself did not expect this.

But even so, Mr. Xixian had no intention of redistributing it.

It was also from 79 that Fang Xiang began to serve as the deputy chief engineer of Factory 112, moving from being the chief engineer of Second Automobile Works.

He also began to lead the J-10 project.

In addition, there are several engine projects, and Fang Xiang is also the chief engineer.

The only party that may have regrets is probably the Rockets.

But there is still money there, so it is naturally not Fang Xiang's turn to worry about it.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Xiang looked at the fan on the roof which was running at low speed, feeling a bit dazed.

Such a large sum of money is not only a bit hot to hold, but it would also be a waste to just leave it there.

Unless something unexpected happens, Mr. Xixian should not refuse.

Well, now there is still one person who needs Fang Xiang to sleep with him personally.

Thinking of this, Fang Xiang picked up the phone again.

“My money was originally your money.

It was just your money, but now it is not just your money.

It also became the country's money.

Well, as long as you like it, I don't mind.

Is one billion enough? When do you need it? I can arrange it in advance."

I heard Yin Qingqiu's lazy voice with a hint of complaint in the receiver.

Fang Xiang knew clearly that there were no more obstacles in front of him.