The three of them agreed to meet at a lakeside villa. There was a huge natural lake on the outskirts of Saibin City. A few years ago, a real estate developer had taken a fancy to the beautiful scenery and development potential of the area. After buying a piece of land that faced the sun, he built a high-end villa area around the lake.
In the beginning, the real estate developer did not consider selling his resources on a large scale. Based on the situation a few years ago, the price of the lakeside villas would only continue to increase due to the environment and neighbors.
Some of the villas were sold to some celebrities at a relatively suitable price as a favor. The rest had always been in his hands, waiting for the price of the villas to increase slowly.
At the same time, he also rented out the empty villas with the slogan, "Bring the whole family out on the lake during the holidays to get closer to nature." He turned some of the villas into short-term rental housing for middle-class families who were rich enough to bring their families out for a walk in the wild.
It had to be said that the real estate developer had a very unique vision. In the past few years, when the scenery was good, the place was almost overcrowded every weekend. The surrounding villa area had even naturally bred a fast economic atmosphere.
Some food trucks would gather there every Thursday to provide some cheap food for the people who came to enjoy the weekend, or to rent some outdoor barbecue cooking utensils and ingredients.
But now …
There were still some scraps of paper and stickers left on the walls. Occasionally, some white flags could be faintly seen in the canopy of a tree.
Everywhere was filled with a sense of desolation after being abandoned. There was no one on the streets at all. Even the houses that had been sold seemed to be particularly dilapidated due to the lack of maintenance from afar.
In the sentry box at the entrance, a white-haired security guard who looked to be in his forties or fifties was dozing off. He could not even hear the sound of the car engine.
There was no doubt that this villa area was finished. This villa area that was touted as being able to support three generations of people after buying one villa was dead.
The driver honked a few times, and the security guard in the sentry box was so frightened that he trembled. He stood up abruptly and looked around. When his gaze focused on the car outside the railing, he seemed to have remembered his job.
The railing was raised, and the car slowly drove in. Drowsiness surged up again, and he fell into a deep sleep again.
"You came earlier than I thought!"
When Lynch knocked on the door of the villa numbered "006", Jorriman immediately came out to greet him. Maybe it was because he specially tidied up the villa, so that it didn't look so dead and had some warm vitality.
This was Jorliman's own villa. As the person in charge of the bank loan business, he had always maintained a good relationship with these real estate developers. Today, the person who was going to talk to Lynch about his land was the developer of this land, so they chose such a place.
Firstly, they wanted to tell Lynch that they were still very strong. At the same time, they also wanted to sell a pitiful image. This was not contradictory.
Lynch smiled, shook hands with Jorliman and walked into the room.
The layout of the entire house was pretty good. It was spacious and bright, and there was plenty of natural light. When the sunlight shone into the room through the peeling, it gave people a feeling of splendor.
Of course, there were some shading devices outside the house. In summer, which was now, they would work. The sun would not shine in, but it was still very bright inside.
"What would you like to drink?"
Jorliman walked to the bar and asked.
Lynch looked around and said casually, "Coffee."
He had to talk about business later, and he didn't think it was suitable for drinking at this time. Jorliman immediately brewed a cup of coffee for him and explained a little, "I don't know how to use a grinder, so this is brewed directly with coffee powder. I hope you can get used to it."
Coffee powder was a coffee powder bag made in advance. The quality was not easy to control, so some people felt that the coffee brewed from this kind of coffee powder bag was not very pure. Sometimes, if it was not roasted in place, there would be an obvious sourness.
Lynch nodded casually. He didn't come here to taste coffee. The two sat down in the back hall and waited for a few seconds. Jorliman began to introduce the buyer.
The buyer, the real estate developer, was currently losing a lot of money. Recently, he had found a new project. The speed of this project was not fast, but it was stable. Many people were interested in it.
In fact, many funds in the Federation were like this now. They were like headless flies, bumping around everywhere, trying to find some reliable projects that could safely survive the winter.
Sometimes, some people could quickly attract the attention of some capital just by coming up with a proposal.
This also led to a lot of scammers in the market, including the alumni of Little Fox. They were actually scammers.
Using a bad drama to attract investors everywhere, claiming that as long as they invested, they would be able to achieve the great goal of doubling their profits. It seemed like a very stupid way to deceive people, but many people were fooled.
Time passed quickly in silence. About ten minutes later, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or thirties came in from outside the room, laughing.
His body was relatively ordinary, not fat, but his shoulders were very wide. The shape of his face was also very similar to the face of the heroes in the movies. He had a standard "straight face."
His meticulous hair and few but exquisite accessories on his body showed that he was a very particular guy.
"Hart, nice to meet you, Mr. Lynch!"
Before Jorliman could introduce the two of them, Hart took the initiative to introduce himself and shook hands with Lynch.
"Lynch, nice to meet you too, Mr. Hart!"
Lynch's face was full of smiles and maintained the same enthusiasm. If Jorliman didn't know that this was the first time the two of them had met, he would have thought that they were good friends reuniting after a long time.
After the two of them let go of each other's hands, they sat down separately. Jorliman went to get a glass and some wine for Hart. He was the owner of the house, so he naturally needed to serve him.
The two of them casually talked about the current situation in Saibin. It was difficult not to talk about the economic situation.
As they talked, Hart sighed softly. He felt a little melancholy and a little emotional. "Mr. Lynch, did you see the situation outside when you came in?"
From the moment he entered the room to the moment he sat down and said this, Lynch had been paying attention to him. What made Lynch feel a little amused was that Hart did not seem to be shocked by Lynch's young age at all, nor did he look down on him because of it. This was very interesting.
Lynch nodded and agreed. "Indeed, it looks like this place is about to be abandoned."
Hart smiled bitterly as he talked about his failed investment. In fact, he couldn't be blamed for this. At that time, no one had expected such a situation to occur. Even some large financial groups with many think tanks couldn't avoid falling into this trap.
"I have a new plan now, and I'm very interested in the land in your hands. To be honest, I may not be able to come up with so much cash in such a short time …" As he spoke, Jorliman came over with a glass of wine and handed it to him.
He thanked Jorliman and took a sip. He looked very sincere. "I plan to develop a new residential area after buying your land. The President's Cabinet has passed a new bill this week. They will encourage developers from all over the country to build 'cheap apartments' and provide corresponding policies and subsidies!"
This policy was not fake. Due to the heavy economic pressure on the citizens of the Federation, many families had reached the stage where they had to sell their houses to maintain their lives.
Once they lost their houses, these people would become homeless and have no fixed place to stay.
Not only would they become unsafe, but the whole society would also become unsafe due to a large number of homeless people appearing on the streets.
When people began to hate their current situation, some people would easily embark on the path of crime.
Experts and scholars from the President's Cabinet, the Conservative Party, the Progressive Party, and the Socialist Party agreed that this economic downturn would last for a long time at least. Before finding a way out, the first thing to do was to ensure the rights and interests of every citizen. Building cheap apartments for these people became a very good way out.
After research and investigation, it was found that when a family at least had a private space, even if temporarily, that would not be invaded by others at will, their social stability would be greatly improved.
For real estate developers who built cheap apartments, all land use fees would be waived, and they would be completely tax-exempt. They would also be given additional tax exemptions and a series of policy support, including long-term government financial subsidies.
More importantly, the various indicators of this kind of cheap apartment would be appropriately relaxed, such as per capita space. This would allow the area that could only be built to build one and a half or even two apartments.
The government would also pay for a portion of the rent and expenses of each resident. The smaller the area, the more families, in exchange for more subsidies. This was a very cost-effective business.
At least from the current situation, this business could still be done. There was no need to consider whether this business would make a loss. It was just that the speed of profit was relatively slow. But in the current economic environment, as long as there was profit, who cared about whether it was slow or not?
Lynch nodded from time to time. This was indeed a good business, and with the cooperation of the local government, some people, including homeless people on the streets, could live in these cheap apartments.
Moreover, this Mr. Hart did not need to sell the apartments in his hands. He only needed to rent them out. When the economy improved and the land prices and holidays warmed up, he would sell these apartments. Presumably, people who had lived in these apartments for at least four or five years would be happy to buy such an apartment.
This was a good project, but the disadvantage was that Hart did not have money, so he planned to use other methods to negotiate this deal.