In rural areas, if an individual wants to buy or sell houses, or transfer land, they absolutely cannot do without the village committee. Only after the village committee agrees can the transaction proceed.
The group of people present belonged to a community called Huangjia Village. The village head, Huang Naixiang, was an influential figure.
Therefore, when Huang Naixiang declared that anyone who disobeyed would not get his stamp of approval, everyone immediately fell in line and queued up obediently.
Time passed quickly. After a long while, Qin Chuan and Qin Gang finally finished registering everyone's information.
This marked the completion of today's task, and it was a smooth one.
Politely declining Huang Naixiang and the others' enthusiastic invitation to stay for a meal, Qin Chuan gave Huang Naixiang his phone number and then took his leave, driving away in his Santana.
There were still many things to do, such as preparing contracts, inquiring about the actual housing prices in the surrounding areas, and, more importantly, when the money from the bank would be released.
Although the task in Huangjia Village went smoothly today, it was merely a registration process. Once it involved money and housing area issues, it would become very complicated.
He called Li Ya and learned she was still at the factory. Qin Chuan drove over and met her in her office.
"Sister, do you have a professional lawyer at your factory? I need him to help draft a formal sales contract, a very detailed one!"
Qin Chuan got straight to the point, stating his purpose.
"Of course, we do. I'll call him over right now!"
Li Ya was efficient. She immediately picked up the phone on her desk and dialed: "Lawyer Song, please come to my office."
Shortly after, a man wearing black-rimmed glasses knocked and entered. He was tall and thin, with the appearance of a scholar. He respectfully addressed Li Ya as "Boss!"
His name was Song Chaoyang, the legal advisor for Butterfly Apparel Factory.
"Lawyer Song, Qin Chuan needs you to prepare a contract for him. Please take him to your office to work on it!"
Li Ya said.
"Understood, Boss!"
Song Chaoyang nodded and looked at Qin Chuan, who immediately followed him.
Upon arriving at Song Chaoyang's office, Qin Chuan offered him a cigarette. "Brother Song, I'll have to trouble you with this! I'll treat you to a meal when we're done!"
"Qin Chuan, you're too kind!"
Song Chaoyang smiled and accepted the cigarette. "I might not help others, but I must help you. I know you're super capable!"
Hearing this, Qin Chuan understood that Song Chaoyang was likely someone from Li Ya's circle and already knew a little about him.
It made sense. A lawyer for a factory had to be a trustworthy person. Otherwise, with so many corporate secrets and strategic plans being handled daily, leaks could have severe consequences.
"Brother Song is too modest, you're super great too!"
Qin Chuan offered a compliment, and the two men laughed heartily, engaging in mutual praise, a common practice in business.
"Qin Chuan, tell me exactly what kind of contract you need!"
Song Chaoyang sat down at the computer.
"I need a detailed house sales contract, a very rigorous one!"
Qin Chuan replied.
"Oh, you're buying a house in the county town? Congratulations! Congratulations!"
Song Chaoyang assumed Qin Chuan was buying a house in the county town and immediately offered his felicitations.
"It's okay!"
Seeing that Song Chaoyang was unaware of his collaboration with Li Ya, Qin Chuan didn't elaborate. Li Ya's identity was sensitive, and this time, it involved a loan secured by the apparel factory's shares. If other shareholders found out, it would undoubtedly cause trouble.
Since Li Ya hadn't said anything, he certainly wouldn't either.
The fewer people who knew about this matter, the less the risk.
Then, Song Chaoyang skillfully found a template for a house sales contract on his computer. Qin Chuan carefully reviewed it and found that the current house sales contracts were already quite standardized and comprehensive. However, he also offered his own suggestion: that in case of breach of contract, either party should compensate the other with a hundredfold amount.
Soon, Song Chaoyang printed out the contract. Qin Chuan thanked him and left with the contract, returning to Li Ya's office.
"Huh? Where's my second brother?"
Qin Chuan noticed Qin Gang was not there.
"He went out, said he was going for a smoke!"
"How did it go? Is the contract ready?"
Li Ya emerged from behind her desk, holding a few papers.
"It's ready. I'll just use your office copier to make a batch of copies later!"
Qin Chuan sank onto the sofa, and Li Ya followed suit, their distance less than an inch, allowing them to feel each other's body warmth and scent.
However, it was clear that neither of them paid it any mind, as their relationship was already very familiar.
"Amazing, you've gathered so much information in just one day!"
"I feel like I'm already making money with you!"
Li Ya smiled radiantly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Qin Chuan's face.
Qin Chuan chuckled and replied, "This is just the first step of the Great Wall; we're still a long way to go!"
"Hehe, I believe you!"
"Here, let me show you something else. If you think it's okay, just sign it!"
Li Ya suddenly handed over the papers she was holding. Qin Chuan took them curiously. It turned out to be a cooperation agreement, detailing the real estate business between him and Li Ya.
Qin Chuan had only read half of it when he immediately looked up and said, "Sister, this won't do. You're putting in so much money, how can you only take thirty percent?"
Li Ya seemed to have anticipated this. She placed her hand on Qin Chuan's shoulder and smiled, "Qin Chuan, thirty percent is what I've considered carefully!"
"Although I'm putting in more money, a full six hundred thousand, I've also said that I'll only provide the funds and won't get involved in anything else. How everything is managed in the future rests entirely on you!"
"That's still not right!"
Qin Chuan shook his head decisively. "Even though you say that, we both know I'll need your help in many areas later on, and you won't just sit by and do nothing."
"In terms of connections, you're more resourceful than me. In terms of money, you're putting in more. You should at least take the lion's share. This thirty percent should belong to me!"
The two of them were unyielding regarding the profit-sharing ratio, neither able to convince the other. Finally, seeing Qin Chuan's resolute attitude, Li Ya conceded, "Then it's fifty percent each! Let's stop arguing!"
Qin Chuan hesitated for a moment before agreeing to this proposal.
Li Ya quickly went back to her desk to amend the contract. After a short while, she presented the revised contract to Qin Chuan, who then decisively signed his name.
That evening, Qin Chuan, Li Ya, Qin Gang, and Song Chaoyang had dinner together.
During the meal, Qin Chuan steered the conversation towards housing prices in the county town. The consensus was similar to what Qin Gang had mentioned: a detached courtyard in a good location cost around thirty to forty thousand, while one in a more remote area could be bought for ten to twenty thousand.
With this information, Qin Chuan had a clearer picture. The next day, he and Qin Gang didn't head directly to Huangjia Village. Instead, they visited several nearby areas, conducting a sort of covert reconnaissance.
After gathering information from multiple sources, they confirmed that the housing price in Huangjia Village was at most two hundred and sixty yuan per square meter, which was even lower than anticipated.
Even a difference of thirty to forty yuan per square meter was a significant amount when multiplied by the total area.
If they factored in the money saved now and the potential to acquire more land for development, the difference in value would be even more substantial.
Around noon, prompted by a call from Huang Naixiang, Qin Chuan and Qin Gang finally arrived at Huangjia Village, albeit a bit late.
From a distance, the brothers saw the villagers waiting at the entrance of Huangjia Village from their car.
There were more people today than yesterday, as if they were specifically waiting for them!
As soon as the Santana stopped, the villagers who had been waiting at the entrance swarmed forward, incredibly enthusiastic.
It was as if they were welcoming a god of wealth!