C28 New Idea
Han Ruoling roughly calculated that his house on Eastsea holiday has now risen to more than five million, This number was not a small number.
The capital needed for the financing project at the moment was only about three million. Since he could not find any investors, he might as well sell the house. This way, he would have money.
Han Ruoling knew that if others found out about this. . . She would definitely say that he had gone home in a daze. In these first-tier cities, housing prices were rising at a very late rate. It was common that he could not buy a house after selling it. If Han Ruoling really sold the house now. . . He would basically have to say goodbye to the city.
However, he knew better in his heart that if he did not make the "mess" that his father gave him improve, If he did not make use of this opportunity to find out the reason why his father, Han Chuming, had been persisting in this "mess" for so many years, then he would be able to live a stable life in the city of Jiang Du, which everyone pursued in their dreams. His heart wouldn't be able to calm down either.
Thus, he picked up the phone and dialed a few of his friends' numbers. He decided to let them help him hang up the house and sell it.
This time, the blue shirt did not have any objections. The middle-aged man with glasses also replied straightforwardly, "OK. " Only Fatty did not nod and agree. Instead, he sent a message asking Han Yuling to come out and have a drink.
Han Ruoling agreed and the two of them met in the coffee shop at the entrance of Han Ruling's apartment.
"You really plan to sell your house?" As soon as he sat down, Fatty asked.
"How can this thing be fake? Since I said it out loud, of course I'm going to do it. Don't you know me?" Han Ruoling chuckled and took a sip of the latte that she had just ordered.
"I know that it's not easy for you to find an investment, but it's not to this extent. " Fatty looked at Han Yuling and said in all seriousness.
"What other way? We're already so familiar with each other. Let me tell you the truth, we're looking for an investment. But I was the best at it before, and now, I'm unable to use my fists and legs for a moment.
I know in my heart that this project isn't very promising. There's one reason. The majority of our partners who cooperated with us previously relied on profit as another reason. Therefore, it's indeed not an easy thing to find a way to do things based on the original way of thinking. " Although this matter gave Han Ruoling a headache, he was very calm.
People who were familiar with him knew that he was not a person who liked to moan and act like a pervert. Because of this, the bystanders could not tell how serious the problem was because he would not easily reveal a star on his face.
However, Fatty was not. The moment he received Han Yuling's voice message, he knew that he would not make this decision unless it was absolutely necessary.
"You are currently busy with the drama club's matters. The financial news might be a little delayed. Let me tell you, Recently, I heard from a friend who works in a bank that the financial system is responding to national policies to promote the 'Universal Finance' business. Specifically targeted at the problems with the development of small microenterprises. I think you can go and find a bank to ask about it. "
" Universal Finance? " Han Ruoling repeated.
"Yes, that's it. " Fatty nodded repeatedly. "Actually, you can use the policy, using your house as collateral to borrow hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars from the bank as start-up funds. Think about it, If you can really make money and return the loan when the time comes, The house is still yours; even if you mess it up, the capital you borrowed is not big. . . It is still possible to find someone to put together a piece or find a high-paying position to make money and pay it back. This is better than selling the house now. Right?"
Fatty's words made Han Ru Ling enlightened.
Indeed, Fatty's words were correct. During this period of time, he had put all his attention on the people and matters of the Fu Sheng Opera Club. His attention on financial news was far less than when he was at the Ya'an Accountant's Firm.
Han Ruoling smiled and looked at Fatty. "I didn't expect that. I haven't seen you in a while, but you've gained a lot of knowledge!"
Fatty smiled and said, "You have the energy to play tricks on me. Why don't you go and ask now? Perhaps it can really solve your urgent need!"
Han Ruoling nodded, and then the two of them chatted for a bit more, and then went straight to the bank.
In the Fu Sheng Drama Club, Ah Wu and the others had already finished the last scene. Mai Rui had been arranging the expenses of the theater for the past few days in Han Yuling's office. She had been busy until the night had almost come to an end.
Mai Rui stood up from her seat and stretched herself. She yawned heavily and put away the notebook on the table. She then took out a few booklets from another drawer and started to write them down.
Although she was very tired, she still decided to stay and copy the booklets. This was the "mission" that Han Ruoling had given her when she first came. Although he had scolded her indiscriminately at that time, since she had not defended herself, she nodded and agreed. Then he had to copy it.
Besides, Han Ruoling did not take back what she had said and told him not to copy it. He might as well take advantage of the time now to complete the 'mission' so that he would not have to wait until he was lucky enough to keep it. When Han Ruoling asked about it in the future, he would not have to rush to make up for it.
After McRui finished recording the logs, she switched the dazzling incandescent lamp to an orange lamp that gave off a warm feeling despite being a little dim.
Halfway through, McRui started to feel that although the lamp was comfortable, it was too comfortable. She couldn't help but feel even more sleepy. After a while, she finally couldn't hold back her sleepiness and fell asleep on the table.