Past, Present, Future!

"I have a piece of land, about fifty acres, you know?" Lin Qi shifted his posture, took a drag of his cigarette, and looked at Qiao Geliman sitting on the other side of the desk.

The latter frowned slightly. To be honest, he really didn't know about this. There are very few large-scale financial operations in Sabine City at present, and the situation of the Big Six Banks is basically the same.

If any bank has recently completed a large transaction, Qiao Geliman will know immediately. This industry is like a transparent glass wall to insiders; there are not many secrets to be found.

Lin Qi said he had a fifty-acre plot of land, which made Qiao Geliman a little suspicious. Before he cooperated with Lin Qi, he had someone investigate Lin Qi and found that he did not have the means to buy such a large plot of land in Sabine City.

Buying land in the Bayer Federation is a simple matter; as long as you have money, you can buy it. However, it is not a simple matter either, as most land transactions involve other things that are also related to money.

For example, regarding job opportunities, if you buy a piece of land, you need to provide the City Hall with a minimum number of jobs for different land use categories, depending on the land use designation.

For example, after purchasing this land, there may be a strict economic value standard, the most intuitive of which is the annual output value.

Industrial land, in particular, must not only provide numerous jobs, but also meet the potentially unreasonable annual output value requirements put forward by the City Hall; otherwise, the City Hall will not approve the sale of the land.

Lin Qi clearly does not have the qualifications. Leaving aside how much money fifty acres of land would require, just based on the standard of providing at least three to five jobs per acre, fifty acres would amount to hundreds of jobs, which Lin Qi cannot afford so far, even though he has such a plan.

Having a plan doesn't mean it can be realized. If it were just a matter of boasting, the entire Federal would probably be in chaos by now. Besides, the Federal Government's assessment is much stricter than that of banks. Lin Qi basically doesn't know how to, and isn't qualified to, buy land, even if he has enough money to do so.

Qiao Geliman couldn't think of anything and could only shake his head. "Sorry, I haven't been paying attention to this lately. Have I overlooked something?"

Lin Qi didn't seem to care much. He explained simply, "I acquired ownership of the Sabine City Professional Football Club, so that land is now mine, and I plan to sell it."

This explained it to Qiao Geliman, who immediately took out a map from the drawer and located the club's land.

It must be said that the land may not be in the city center, but it is not too remote either. It is a good place. According to the current price, the land is worth about two million, and some people should be interested.

He nodded, indicating that he understood Lin Qi's meaning, and then continued to look at Lin Qi, who continued, "I lack some local Upper Class resources, but I believe you can give me some help."

"Is there anyone interested in a piece of land like this lately, and who's really generous with their offer..." Lin Qi couldn't help but laugh. Every time he laughed, it made people feel a sense of closeness. "You said we're friends. If you're generous to me, I won't be stingy with you either. After all, we're friends."

"From a friend's perspective, I will try my best to help you find a buyer, not for any other reason!" Qiao Geliman avoided the second half of Lin Qi's sentence, but the second half of the sentence was the main motivation that truly drove him to do things for Lin Qi.

Even if it's just one percent, that's still 20,000 yuan in income. He wouldn't mind having as much of this legal income as he could. If he could raise the price even higher, he would get even more benefits.

As the Loan Department manager and key figure at Jinhui Bank, one of the Big Six Banks banks, in Sabine City, he might not know the prominent figures on the street, but he knew far too many wealthy people.

Lin Qi stood up and extended his hand to shake hands with Qiao Geliman. "I'm waiting for your good news!"

Qiao Geliman also promised to help him find a suitable candidate as soon as possible and to personally see Lin Qi off.

Watching Lin Qi's car disappear outside the bank's office building, Qiao Geliman smiled, shook his head, and returned to his office.

He had met many young people, but he had never met a young man as ambitious and enterprising as Lin Qi. Compared to other young people who were still eating, drinking, having fun, and wasting their youth, he had already begun to personally manage a project with a scale of several million yuan.

Sometimes you really can't compare yourself to others; if you do, you'll lose out.

Qiao Geliman while, Joe Griman sighed. He had just had the idea of having his son learn from Lin Qi, but he quickly gave up on it.

If that little rascal were to plunge headlong into this circle, he would more likely be slaughtered and sold off while still helping others count the money, rather than becoming a legend in people's eyes like Lin Qi.

Compared to these things, leaving some assets for their children and families is more suitable for ordinary people like them who have accomplished nothing.

With that in mind, Qiao Geliman began contacting his "good friends" to promote the land that Lin Qi owned.

The news of Lin Qi's plan to sell land reached the mayor's ears immediately. The mayor, who was in a meeting, shook his head at the staff who had come with him, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.

In fact, when he instructed the sale of the Sabine City Professional Football Club to Lin Qi for "one dollar," he was already prepared for Lin Qi to sell the land, especially after Lin Qi expressed his desire to rebuild a completely new club, which made this speculation a reality.

This was also tacitly approved by the mayor. The land itself was compensation for Lin Qi. It seems that Lin Qi made a lot of money, acquiring a club and land worth two million for one dollar, but in reality, he may not have really made any money.

Investing in sports is very expensive. Even an average club spends more than 500,000 yuan a year. The 2 million yuan "compensation" can only support the club to operate at the minimum expenditure standard for four years.

If Lin Qi is unable to start making a profit four years later, he will have to invest his own money in it.

He'll have to pay back double the amount he took from the club—no one will risk offending both the local government and the biggest financial backer in the sports industry unless the City Hall and the United Sports Association approve.

Even if Lin Qi files for bankruptcy, the local court will not accept the case until they have squeezed every last penny out of him.

Of course, this is the worst-case scenario. For example, if Lin Qi were to make a quick buck and run, but if he managed the business properly, the City Hall and the United Sports Association wouldn't just let him be dragged into bankruptcy by the club, as that wouldn't be in anyone's best interest.

With such countermeasures, this is why the mayor doesn't care that Lin Qi wants to sell the land; he can't escape! This was a relatively private, small meeting, attended by core members of the Progressive Party in the state, including some social celebrities, some capitalists, and of course, politicians like the mayor.

They were all talking about the same thing: dividing the cake.

This piece of cake comes from Heng Hui Group, a multinational Group Company. Before it showed any intention to withdraw funds from the Bayer Federation, both the Progressive Party and the Conservative Party were quite helpful to the Group Company.

After all, Heng Hui Group provides a considerable number of jobs and pays a substantial amount of taxes to the Federal Government every year. However, what they shouldn't have done was that the senior management of Heng Hui Group planned to withdraw funds and leave the Federal to carry out reconstruction work in some post-war countries.

The profits from rebuilding a post-war country may not be as stable or as much as those from running a stable business in a developed country in the short term.

However, the political wealth from postwar reconstruction far exceeds that of ordinary business. Moreover, as countries rebuild and the political situation stabilizes, the businessmen who help these countries rebuild their homes not only gain high political status, but their investments also gradually begin to generate economic returns that exceed expectations.

This process will be very long, possibly taking ten, twenty, or even half a century, but the rewards it brings are undeniable.

Therefore, Heng Hui had to fall. It wanted to use the money it earned in the Federal, which belonged to the people of the Federal, to develop other countries. This infringed on the interests of some people and crossed everyone's bottom line.

They not only want people to remain in the Federal, but also Federal money. They will not be given any opportunity to take money belonging to the Federal out of the Federal, especially during this very sensitive period.

Through the meticulous manipulation of certain individuals, Heng Hui Group has been investigated for tax evasion and has now almost lost all ability to resist. Their Board of Directors has exhausted all available connections, but to no avail.

Even senior Conservative Party have not commented on the actions of the Progressive Party members. Instead, the Department of Justice Minister stated last month that even multinational corporations involved with foreign funds and influence must comply with the laws of the Bayer Federation.

The next step is to divide the profits. The corpse of a Group Company with a market value of over 100 million can nurture more than ten companies with a market value of over 10 million. But how to divide the profits and who will become the lucky ones will take time.

The Progressive Party was behind the whole thing, so how to distribute the spoils needs to be discussed by everyone.

As the leader of the fourth largest city in the state, Your Mayor is clearly qualified to participate in this pink cake contest, and also possesses a certain degree of refereeing authority.

Everyone was asserting their rights, discussing their future development direction and plans, and what kind of returns they could provide for the city, but all of this was on the premise that they would take over everything Heng Hui Group owned locally.

These gentlemen, who usually behaved with exceptional manners, now resembled shrewish women arguing over the ownership of a fifty-cent coin on the street, even resorting to innuendo and veiled attacks against each other.

Seeing the people arguing endlessly, the mayor wearily tapped the table, and the arguing in the room suddenly stopped, with everyone's eyes fixed on the mayor.

"I didn't take a day off to watch you argue. Your time is precious, and so is mine." He stood up and rubbed his temples. "Take a break and come to a conclusion as soon as possible. I don't want this to drag on indefinitely."