Chapter 88 Where does the money come from?
Everyone should be familiar with the term industry association.
It can be said that it has any rights. But it doesn’t really. At least the association is not given any clear rights in its rules and regulations.
The personnel structure of the industry association is also very simple, including some retired counterparts, some industry experts with high professional titles, but the largest number are business owners.
The existence of the association is more to constrain the industry's market behavior norms internally.
In big markets like Shanghai, Jinling and Hangzhou, the role of industry associations is indeed not that big, because there are so many big bosses, who will submit to whom?
At this time, the role of the association is more to provide a platform for industry bosses to communicate.
Of course, there are also examples of mutual cooperation. For example, in September, Liang Xingmin invited several members of the New District Real Estate Association to sit down and talk, and finally reached a consensus on prospering the market.
But it’s different in small places.
The market is small, there are fewer bosses, and there is no question of conflicts.
The key is that the competent authorities have the power to guide industry associations, which is not used most of the time, but it does not mean that it is not useful.
Luo Jianmin understood immediately: "You mean that the industry association should initiate it, based on the national policy of energy conservation and emission reduction, put forward the various benefits of premixed cement mortar, and through expert opinions and detailed data, in turn promote the competent authorities to conduct market research and finally carry out pilot promotion."
Luo Yang only has a rough framework in his mind, but if he wants to actually implement it, he still has to rely on grassroots cadres like Luo Jianmin.
Just look at what I said just now. It is clear, the ideas flow smoothly, and it is feasible.
"But where does the money come from?"
Luo Jianmin frowned and looked at Luo Yang: "The annual consumption of cement mortar in the whole city is not small. If we want to meet the market capacity, the scale of the premixed cement mortar plant we build cannot be small. Although I don't have detailed data support, I still have a rough idea of the amount. This investment cannot be done with less than 20 million."
The data he mentioned refers to the volume of buildings started and completed in Yang City each year. Based on this number, the amount of cement mortar used can be roughly inferred.
By reversing the consumption of cement mortar and then working back on the production capacity, we can estimate the investment in building a factory, which is basically accurate.
It is now January 2010, 1. Before the real estate market reservoir was officially opened, the broad M1 currency in the market was not as abundant as it was later. Today's 2 million is not a small number.
Even if Luo Yang was given another year, he would only be able to raise more than 10 million from the Midnight Phantom business, not to mention that he was going to use the money for the selfie stick project and it was unlikely that he would be able to transfer it to the premixed cement mortar project.
Maozi’s stock price has now exceeded 100, and the chance of doubling this year is extremely low, so this path is not feasible.
The only way is financing.
At a certain moment, Luo Yang thought of Liu Haishan.
But it’s not possible now. If all the 2000 million is raised from Liu Haishan, it will become top-heavy.
"Uncle San, I know a boss who I think can raise 1000 million yuan from."
Even if Luo Yang compressed the number to 1000 million, it would be enough to shock Luo Jianmin.
Ten million. Even if he went to borrow it in person, he might not be able to borrow this amount. But a college student in his early twenties told him that he could borrow 1000 million!
But when he saw his nephew's confident expression, he actually believed it for a moment.
"Call your dad later and ask him to come to my house for dinner."
Luo Jianmin hesitated for a moment and said, "I have to meet with your father again. Anyway, there is no rush. It would be good if we can promote it from the association this year. It will take at least next year to really promote it and demonstrate it."
He has filtered this idea through his mind several times. This matter is definitely not something he can push forward alone. There are many aspects that need to be coordinated and balanced.
With the 1000 million in financing that Luo Yang mentioned, and then getting some loans from the bank, building a factory with 2000 million would become the easiest thing.
Thinking of this, Luo Jianmin's brows relaxed instead.
The biggest gain today is not the premixed cement mortar project that will make money in the future, but my nephew!
Just as I was about to praise him, the phone rang in the room.
I took out my cell phone and saw that it was Jiang Fan calling.
"Uncle San, I have a call."
Luo Yang gestured to his phone: "It's Jiang Fan calling."
"Luo Yang, are you home yet?"
"Well, I got off the highway at around eleven o'clock. I'm at my uncle's house in the city."
"Sun Qin asked me to go shopping, will you come?"
"Just tell me a place, I'll be there later."
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After hanging up the phone, Luo Yang saw his third uncle's strange smile and felt helpless. The elders were also gossipy!
"Uncle San, please have a detailed discussion with my dad about this matter tonight. I have a date."
He said openly: "Jiang Fan asked me to go shopping."
"Good boy, it seems that it was the girl from Jiang Yuanshan's family who took the initiative?"
Luo Jianmin gave his nephew a thumbs up and laughed, which made Luo Yang feel embarrassed.
"Then I'll leave first!"
"Wait a moment."
Luo Jianmin stood up and went to the study. After a while, he came out with two bags: "The wine is for your dad, and you keep half of the cigarettes for yourself!"
He is so good to his nephew, no wonder his daughter is always jealous of Luo Yang.
Take a look and see, two bottles of liquor are Wuliangye and six packs of cigarettes are Suyan.
It happened to be New Year's Day, and a new pedestrian street was built in the city's commercial center, so it was particularly lively. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, there were crowds of people.
Jiang Fan and Sun Qin sat by the window in McDonald's, each having an ice cream cone, eating while waiting for Luo Yang.
"Hey, your Luo Yang is here!"
Sun Qin was sharper-eyed than Jiang Fan and spotted Luo Yang in the crowd first.
Luo Yang also saw them, waved his hand, and entered the store through the side door.
"Give!"
Jiang Fan handed over the ice cream cone in his left hand. It was winter and the ice cream hadn't melted much. "Let's go shopping. I just came here and saw roasted bullfrogs and roasted pig's trotters. These delicacies are not to be missed!"
"Luo Yang, you have to compensate me today!"
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"It's been several weeks. Jiang Fan ruthlessly abandoned me in the school cafeteria for you!"
Sun Qin pouted and said, "Let me tell you, this matter is very serious!"
“Three delicious meals!”
"make a deal!"
The two high-fived each other and reached a consensus.
"Are you two childish?"
Jiang Fan muttered, but his face was full of smiles. He took the initiative to let Luo Yang hold his hand: "I want to eat roasted bullfrog!"
The three people came out of McDonald's and walked into the pedestrian street among the crowd.
"Oh, I'm so full!"
The pedestrian street runs east-west and is built along the river. It is more than 800 meters long on each side of the north and south. There are snack shops along the river.
After one round, Sun Qin was full.
"One grilled bullfrog, half a grilled pig's trotter, one serving of octopus balls, one skewer of grilled squid, two skewers of grilled meat, and one serving of crispy meat"
Luo Yang counted her "achievements": "You eat more than the two of us combined!"
Jiang Fan was full of envy: "Look at the way Sun Qin eats, yet she doesn't gain weight. My roommates are so envious of her physique."
"Some parts don't look good just because you're thin."
Luo Yang stepped forward to encourage Jiang Fan: "Besides, boys like chubby girls."
"Luo Yang, where am I thinner, where am I lacking flesh?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Luo Yang looking at her. Sun Qin looked down and saw her A1A.
Looking at Jiang Fan’s CYC again, I feel so ashamed and angry.
"Hahaha"
Luo Yang took Jiang Fan and ran away, with Sun Qin chasing after them.
The picture of youth is frozen at this moment.
"Avatar is released tomorrow. Let's go watch it after dinner."
Luo Yang saw the reluctance in Jiang Fan's eyes and advised: "Today is New Year's Day, the beginning of the new year, you should be with your family. If I take you out for dinner tonight, do you believe that Old Jiang will hate me for the rest of his life?"
"Pfft!"
Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing out loud. He punched Luo Yang lightly on the chest and then tightened his arm around his waist.
The feeling of love that she originally wanted to experience in high school finally came to her in her sophomore year after a few years of delay. Even someone as cold as Jiang Fan developed a deep attachment to Luo Yang at this moment.
"cough cough"
Sun Qin, who was kicking the grass not far away, couldn't stand it anymore. "It's almost five o'clock, Fanfan, you said you would be home before half past five, don't blame me for not reminding you!"
The shadows of the two people hugging each other under the big tree are almost merging into one.
Jiang Fan, with a slightly blushing face, separated from Luo Yang and trotted over to Sun Qin.
Luo Yang stood under the tree until he could no longer see the two people, then he turned around and left the riverside park.
When they returned to Uncle San's house, dinner had already started. They all thought Luo Yang would not come back, so they didn't wait for him.
Gu Honglan was also there, chatting with Xu Yaqiu about their children. Brothers Luo Jianguo and Luo Jianmin drank a bottle of white wine and went to the study to drink tea and chat until half past eight.
Because he was drunk, Luo Jianguo parked his car in the community and took his son's car back to the countryside.
"The third brother said that you were the one who came up with the idea of premixed cement mortar?"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Luo Jianguo narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in surprise, "Is there such a big difference between what is taught in the second year and the first year of college?"
“Most of the ideas are borrowed from real estate bosses.”
Driving in the countryside at night, Luo Yang had to stare at the front. He replied while driving: "They are always thinking of ways to save costs, because the project is large, and often small things in the eyes of ordinary people are very large numbers in the project."
“I’ve made some progress.”
Luo Jianguo couldn't help but sigh: "Even your third uncle said that the future is limitless!"
"No matter how well he does, he's still your son."
Gu Honglan sat in the back row, smiling: "I don't have to worry about money now, I just hope I can have a grandson soon!"
Luo Yang: “.”
"Hahaha"
Seeing his son's embarrassed face, Luo Jianguo laughed heartily and replied to his wife, "Your son is still in college. No matter how anxious you are, you have to wait until he graduates, right? Besides, giving birth is not like laying eggs. Should we count the ten months of pregnancy?"
"It will take another three and a half years."
Gu Honglan looked unhappy.
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