"What are you planning to do for your birthday?"
In the brightly lit office, Lin Qi was looking over some of the second quarter's revenue figures.
He had always believed in one principle: never put all your eggs in one basket. The Federal Government could not necessarily be relied upon completely—
If some capitalists were pushing things behind the scenes, Lin Qi might not be able to stop them.
The best solution was to find more baskets and hide a few more away.
On paper, all of Lin Qi's industries maintained very low profit margins.
For example, at his Second-hand Goods Distribution Center in York State, he had already sold off all his shares in the Secondhand Goods Auction. Taking advantage of the favorable market conditions and the renewed enthusiasm for secondhand goods trading, he had easily sold the shares to those who wanted them.
But he had retained his shares in these "shopping centers."
Although none of these shopping centers seemed to make much money, and the management fees for each unit were pitifully low—so low that in some cities, the fees collected could not even cover the workers' wages and other expenses for each period—
The land beneath these "shopping centers" was extremely valuable, and it would continue to become more valuable.
The world was always developing. Lin Qi firmly believed that. As long as the world continued to develop, the price of finite, nonrenewable resources would keep rising.
Nothing appreciated faster than land. Even if it did not seem particularly valuable now, all he had to do was wait a few years—wait for the war to break out, then for victory to come. Once capital from around the world began flowing toward the Federation, the era of enormous profits from these lands would arrive.
That outcome did