Chapter 191: Chapter 133: The Real Investment_3
Chapter 191: Chapter 133: The Real Investment_3
It meant that a third of this office building belonged to him.
Not bad, Zhou Wang thought it over when he checked on his phone getting off the elevator. The average price of this office building was currently about 11,000 / sqm. With each floor having a building area of 1,500 sqm, this meant the total value of the asset should be between 160 million and 170 million.
If simply rented out, the ten floors of the office building could theoretically bring Zhou Wang a monthly income of around 500,000 yuan, considering the online rental price of 30 yuan/month/sqm.
Damn, why does it feel like such a small amount after calculating it this way?
Zhou Wang was momentarily stunned.
However, with a forty-year property right on the office building, it wouldn’t typically be a loss. It’s just that Zhou Wang, used to having a daily salary of 100,000, just felt like a 500,000 monthly income was so-so…
Maybe this is the real state of investment?
Zhou Wang shook his head, took out his phone again, copied the contact sent by Yang Zhen, and after thinking for a moment, sent a text message.
He was genuinely curious about this “mysterious person” who provided his personal data and some photos.
…
On the other end, back in the office, Yang Zhen contemplated for a moment, still feeling a little unsettled. He took out his phone and made a call.
“Hello, Old Yang?”
The call connected quickly, and Zhang Zhiyuan’s voice came from the other end.
“Young Master Zhang, have you eaten?”
Yang Zhen asked with a smile.
“I’m eating right now, I’m here with Yiming, want to join us?”
Zhang Zhiyuan put on the speakerphone, and Tang Yiming’s voice soon joined in: “Old Yang, we’re having lamb stew. Want some?”
“I’m not coming. I still have a live broadcast to keep an eye on at the company…”
Yang Zhen forced a smile and refused.
“Old Yang, what’s up, did something happen?”
Zhang Zhiyuan detected something amiss and asked.
“I don’t know how to put it… Zhou Wang came to my company today. The reason was one of my subordinates… I even apologized to Zhou Wang and fired the person despite my pride, but I feel like he’s still a bit unsatisfied!”
Yang Zhen briefly explained the situation, sounding a bit aggrieved: “Not only did he refuse to cooperate with me, but he also criticized my company’s affairs under the pretext of being fellow townsmen. It sounded like he really wanted me to refund the money!”
On the other end, Tang Yiming and Zhang Zhiyuan were silent for a moment.
Then Zhang Zhiyuan spoke up, “Old Yang, with this situation… Honestly, I feel like the problem lies more with you, and your apology seemed lacking in sincerity.”
“What problem could I have?”
Yang Zhen, initially seeking agreement, was surprised when Zhang Zhiyuan sided with Zhou Wang, prompting him to speak angrily, “I fired a long-time employee who has been with me since I started the company just to appease Zhou Wang. What more do you expect from me?”
“Uh, Old Yang, let’s not talk about that for now. About the hometown dispute thing, I suggest you reconsider.”
Tang Yiming interrupted Zhang Zhiyuan, who was about to speak, and took the initiative to say, “Zhou Wang shouldn’t be someone who meddles unnecessarily. What if he has relatives or friends from the same locality involved? And honestly, making money off farmers is a bit… not quite right.”
Though Tang Yiming spoke tactfully, Yang Zhen clearly understood his point. He was about to retort with a cold laugh when several message alert sounds suddenly rang out on his phone.
Yang Zhen glanced at his phone, surprised to see messages from the “Linlan International” group.
The group consisted of the CEOs of companies occupying the office building, but people rarely spoke in it, and he wondered what was happening now, with some even @ing him.
“That contract wasn’t handled by me, but it’s normal…”
Yang Zhen replied while curiously opening the WeChat group.
When he saw the messages in the group, Yang Zhen was dumbfounded and fell silent.