Zhang Junping thought for a moment and then explained, "Master, our whole village has shares in the furniture factory.
The money for the new factory this time was raised by all the villagers in our village.
Because the new factory has not been built yet, the furniture factory did not go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to make registration changes.
Therefore, I want to wait until I sort out the current equity of the furniture factory before considering the integration."
The equity letter Zhang Junping issued to the villagers before was a formal shareholding agreement.
As for the promised year-end dividend, it is a gambling agreement to ensure the dividend income of the villagers. There is also a redemption policy, which is basically a relatively formal shareholding agreement.
However, there is currently no company law in China, so whether it is legal or not depends entirely on the leader’s mouth.
Also, Master Yang Mingde mentioned that Central America leads the integration, and the integrated furniture factory will also be affiliated with Central America.
This is not enough to make Zhang Junping 100% reassured. The master is engaged in art, and may have very high achievements in art, but in terms of power, he really cannot compete with Wu Zuoren.
It is because Wu Zuoren has not yet established his footing that he respects his master Yang Mingde so much.
Once you gain a foothold, things in the furniture factory may not be so good.
Therefore, Zhang Junping plans to put a shell on the furniture factory, at least it must be a Hong Kong-owned shell.
"Oh? Your furniture factory also has funds collected from people in your village?
Yes, you can be considered as leading the villagers to get rich together. How much money have your villagers raised in total?" Yang Mingde asked casually.
"A total of more than 12 million."
"puff!
How much?" Yang Mingde spit out a sip of tea, soaking all the documents on his desk.
He hurriedly put the documents away and then asked again: "How much did you just say?"
"More than twelve million." Zhang Junping had no choice but to say it again.
"Xiao Pingzi, there must be a limit to bragging. I don't know your village well? Even if you sell your village, it won't be worth twelve million."
"Master, naturally our village cannot afford 12 million. This 12 million is the money the villagers borrowed from the Rural Credit Cooperative.
Didn’t the country spend 16 billion to support the development of rural agricultural economy?
It was the support fund that our village borrowed."
"You are really brave, aren't you afraid of compensation?"
"I'm not afraid. I believe in the political decision-making of the chief designer and under the wise leadership of the party..."
"Don't talk to me in official terms." Yang Mingde waved his hand impatiently to interrupt Zhang Junping.
"In recent years, a large number of educated youth have returned to the city, which means that Beijing suddenly has hundreds of thousands of older single young people.
There are also many factories that are planning to build dormitory buildings for their units.
Whether a single young person is getting married or a unit is dividing a house, furniture is indispensable.
Therefore, the furniture market will be very hot in the future, and the facts have proved my speculation."
"Yeah! I didn't expect that you have quite a business acumen." Yang Mingde smiled and nodded.
"If you have any other ideas, let's talk about them while we still have time and see how I can cooperate."
"I plan to take this opportunity to go to Xiangjiang to transfer my sister's household registration to Xiangjiang."
"You want to immigrate?"
"Master, how can this be called immigration? Xiangjiang is an indivisible territory of our country.
It can only be regarded as a household registration transfer."
"Okay, don't talk about that, keep talking."
"I plan to move my sister's household registration to Xiangjiang, and then register several companies in Xiangjiang in my sister's name.
Use one of the companies to come to China to merge and acquire my current furniture factory.
Of course, if it is considered a joint venture, the villagers' shares should be retained.
In this way, the furniture factory becomes a joint venture company, and with the shell of a joint venture company, the subsequent integration will be more worry-free."
"You are really a monkey! Setting up a company in Xiangjiang and then acquiring shares in a furniture factory require foreign exchange. Do you have foreign exchange?"
"Yes! Grandma Liu gave me five million pounds."
"..." Yang Mingde took a sip of tea silently.
"Okay! In that case, let's do what you want."
"Master, in fact, once we have this shell of Hong Kong capital, we don't need to integrate through Central America at all.
It is entirely possible to propose directly to the city government to acquire those state-owned hardwood furniture factories.
If Hong Kong capital fails, I will immigrate my sister to the United States, register a company in the United States, and invest in China.
A Sino-US joint venture should be more attractive than Hong Kong investment." After a while, Zhang Junping basically figured out the inconsistencies in the matter and had new ideas.
"You want to leave Central America?" Yang Mingde glared.
"Master, this is not a matter of whether to leave Yangmei behind or not.
After all, CAFA is an art school, a place for teaching and educating people.
Even if you are running a school or an enterprise, it should be linked to art.
For example, art training institutions like Central Academy of Fine Arts DreamWorks, galleries, or art exhibition centers." Zhang Junping explained with a busy smile.
Since they are all joint ventures, there are no individual economic bottlenecks, so why do we need to go to Central America to give him money?
After finishing speaking, Zhang Junping felt that it was a bit like burning bridges, so he added: "If the school agrees, my next step is to invest in building an art exhibition center and we can cooperate with the school."
"Do you still have money?"
"The acquisition of a furniture factory by a Hong Kong-funded company is real money in foreign exchange. I plan to use this money to invest in building an art exhibition center.
Master, why don't you take out some of those coffin books in your hand to support me?" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Good boy, you actually care about my coffin book.
Be careful if your wife finds out, she won't let you in from now on." Yang Mingde scolded with a smile.
Yang Mingde really has a lot of money in his hands. Although he is not as wealthy as the old lady, in this era, he can be regarded as a wealthy person.
After the Beijing Woodware Factory became a public-private partnership, several years passed.
After the country stabilized, privately held shares were repurchased.
That's real money.
Yang Mingde was also relatively prescient and was the first to sell his shares to the state.
Got a huge sum of money.
Yang Mingde has never touched this money.
Facts have proved that Yang Mingde's approach was very wise, and those private owners who did not accept share buybacks were shouldered.
In special times, everyone is in trouble, and all their property is confiscated.
Although, after the reform and opening up, properties confiscated during special periods were returned.
Like a house, it's easy to say, after all, where are the things?
But shares are difficult to calculate. More than ten years have passed, and some factories have already gone bankrupt.
"I don't care about this matter. You can go talk to your wife yourself."
"I know, I didn't expect you when I went to see my wife." Zhang Junping muttered in a low voice.
Yang Mingde glared at Zhang Junping, "What are you mumbling about?"
"It's nothing. I said I would go see my wife at night. She is such an open-minded and far-sighted person, so she will definitely agree." Zhang Junping said with a smile.