Chapter 48
Inside the village committee office, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. Zhou Mingxuan sat in the highest chair, and the people he brought from the city were standing beside him at this moment. Li Bojian was also present.
Cheng Zihan followed Cheng Hai and stood opposite Zhou Mingxuan, silently looking at the man sitting in a chair with a pale face, probably didn't have a good night's sleep.
"Speak up, what conditions do you want us to give up the land, or how much money do you want?" Zhou Mingxuan also stopped beating around the bush. This matter had already wasted too much of his time. If it continued to drag on and others in the city found out, there might be trouble. By then, that thing might not be obtainable anymore.
"Deputy Director Zhou, we bid for this land to plant something on it. You should also know the current land policy, which is basically public land. Except during the annual bidding period when we can obtain a portion of the land use rights, we cannot plant what we want on our own land at ordinary times. We still have some use for this land... If we return it like this, our future days..." Cheng Hai said with difficulty.
Zhou Mingxuan's face changed as soon as he heard this. What Cheng Hai said was undoubtedly to increase the capital of the negotiation.
"One hundred thousand. If you agree, I'll give you one hundred thousand, and that land will be mine." Zhou Mingxuan coldly interrupted Cheng Hai's words, directly quoting a price.
Ten thousand?
Cheng Zihan almost laughed out loud, thanks to Zhou Mingxuan's shamelessness.
The current land price is not particularly expensive, and the price of this type of land is not too high. Just like now, Cheng Zihang and others have already invested in these three acres without spending a lot of money. However, this time it was purely an accident, mainly because the villagers here did not have the ability or conditions to bid, otherwise they might not be able to get it for 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.
Now Zhou Mingxuan gave them a compensation of 10,000 yuan. Looking at it, they thought they had made a profit, but only Cheng Zihang understood that they had lost, and lost big.
Ten years later, three acres of land will be worth at least 10 to 20 million. Zhou Mingxuan is compensating according to the current low land price, isn't this a scam?
"Sorry, Deputy Secretary Zhou, I'm afraid I won't be able to agree to this." Cheng Hai also refused outright.
Zhou Mingxuan's eyes widened in anger, "Fifteen thousand!"
Cheng Hai continued shaking his head.
Those around looked at each other in shock, fearing that a disagreement would trigger a major conflict.
However, Cheng Zihan was fearless. Since Zhou Mingxuan was now willing to come and negotiate, it meant that he also had his own concerns and did not dare to act rashly.
The final price has already risen to 50,000.
Cheng Hai continued to refuse with some trepidation.
The amount of 50,000 was indeed not a small sum for him, an honest and simple farmer. However, when he set out, Cheng Ziheng gave him a low price, lower than this price, and he still refused to continue.
"How much more?! Name your own price!" Zhou Mingxuan was furious and anxious.
Cheng Hai's body trembled slightly, and Cheng Zihan stepped forward to hold his hand, squeezing it tightly.
Cheng Haishen took a deep breath before slowly opening his mouth, "One hundred thousand."
Hearing this price, Li Bojin sharply inhaled a mouthful of cold air.
The people standing behind Zhou Mingxuan also looked at Cheng Hai with a terrified expression. This lion's mouth was too big, wasn't it?
Cheng Zihan just coldly stared at Zhou Mingxuan, watching his reaction.
Zhou Mingxuan's temples were jumping up and down.
One million is just his limit. If the price opened by Cheng Hai today exceeds this number, it's estimated that the negotiation will break down. However, he just barely stayed above this baseline.
Zhou Mingxuan looked at Cheng Hai with some confusion, wondering if this person knew his thoughts and knew his bottom line. Was that why he said it on purpose?
He was somewhat skeptical.
"One hundred thousand might be a bit too high, Mr. Cheng..." Zhou Mingxuan took a deep breath and slowly began to speak.
"Vice Secretary Zhou, I only want 100,000. More is not acceptable, and less is also unacceptable. Or you can think about it carefully, if you agree, come find me again." Cheng Hai interrupted Zhou Mingxuan's words, his own heart was actually sweating too.
Cheng Zihan knew that Zhou Mingxuan would agree, and would agree immediately.
"Alright, 100,000 is 100,000. Within three days, I will send the money to your place, and at that time, you must give me the land use rights contract." Zhou Mingxuan finally compromised with a wave of his hand.
Cheng Hai has nothing to fear, the situation is already in his hands, he doesn't need to worry about anything, even if Zhou Mingxuan doesn't agree, it won't be a loss for him.
If things get out of hand, he will be the one who suffers a tragic end.
Although 100,000 is not a small amount, for Zhou Mingxuan, the things inside that ancient tomb are far more valuable than 100,000.
But if Zhou Mingxuan knew that he spent a lot of money but got nothing in the end, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood. After meeting Cheng Zihang, his tragedy for this life was sealed.
After agreeing on the price, Cheng Hai didn't linger any longer. He and Zhou Mingxuan really had nothing more to say to each other. He hastily left the village committee with Cheng Zihang.
It wasn't until he came out that he realized he had been scared so badly that he was covered in cold sweat, and his clothes were already soaked through.
"Zi Han, I think they are not good people. This, will they look for us to settle the account after autumn?" Cheng Hai asked with concern.
Cheng Zihan's good-looking eyebrows furrowed, shook her head and smiled confidently, "Won't."
In her past life, she didn't have much contact with Zhou Mingxuan, although he was overbearing and even a bit sinister. However, he wouldn't do things like stabbing people in the back. Since he agreed to make a deal, he wouldn't play any tricks behind her back either. This was also one of the things that Cheng Zihuan admired most about him.
After leaving the village committee, the two of them returned home leisurely and are now just waiting for Zhou Mingxuan to bring the money.
In the 1980s, one hundred thousand yuan was already a lot of money. At that time, as long as someone had over ten thousand yuan, everyone would feel envious.
Cheng Zihan has the impression that land policy will change in two years. Now, mainly because it has just developed for a short time, national policies have not yet penetrated, and surprisingly, the public ownership of land is still preserved. All land belongs to the state, and every household needs to send people to work during peacetime. At harvest time, money is distributed according to the yield.
It's been so many years since the reform and opening-up, such a policy is already outdated.
"Dad, is there another land auction this month?" Asked Cheng Zihan with a tilted head as they arrived at the entrance of their home.
She is not very familiar with the time for land bidding every year, but it seems to be concentrated in March and April or October and November.
Cheng Hai looked at Cheng Zihan with a puzzled expression, thought for a moment, and then nodded, "En, it seems like there's one about a week later, in the sugarcane field behind the village."
"Is there a lot of land?" Cheng Zihan's eyes lit up and he asked hastily.
"There are some with a little land and others with more, some have one or two mu, while others have ten or twenty mu."
"Dad, let's also participate once and get back about 180 mu of land. Anyway, we have money in hand now, so investing more land will bring great benefits later."
However, Cheng Zihan hopes that one day the land will no longer be auctioned in this form, but directly put out for sale, and if so, she says it may really become a land king.
But for now, just think about it.
