My 1999

From 1993 to 1999, the domestic economy continued to decline, and the central government cut interest rates seven times and released funds. Therefore, it was easy to get loans for investment at this time, and even banks would take the initiative to ask for loans.

However, the economy has cycles, and continuous releases of water and massive funds entering the market will cause the economy to overheat. At this time, appropriate tightening should be implemented.

Judging from the domestic news during this period, the economy has started to improve in 2000. Maybe in two or three years, the central government will raise interest rates again, making it difficult to borrow again.

Qiao Yuhui has a master's degree in finance from Columbia University, so she certainly knows more about this than Xu Liang.

"The opportunity you chose is indeed good, but you must also pay attention to the solvency of New Dream, and aren't you planning to raise funds? The debt is too high, and it will be difficult for IDG and Yingke to give you an ideal valuation."

"I know, but when the third batch of New Dream Training Centers opens, our revenue will increase a lot. And I won't let New Dream's debt be too high."

In Xu Liang’s mind, 70% is a reasonable number.

The monthly debt repayment accounts for 70% of the gross profit.

Since taking Tencent's shares to cover his position, he has become more and more courageous.

"As long as you have an idea. Is there anything else? I'll go back if nothing happens. You have assigned me a bunch of tasks."

"wait."

Xu Liang turned around and took out a painting tube from the cabinet behind his desk.

"I think you have been managing the company and taking care of Xu Meng during this period. Your hard work has yielded great results, so I specially brought you a gift."

Qiao Yuhui became interested.

"I didn't expect you, Huang Shiren, to be compassionate?"

Even so, my subordinates are not slow.

He grabbed it and opened the painting tube without ceremony.

There is also a painting inside, but unlike Jiang Xiaoyang's sketch, it is a gouache painting on A2 paper.

Inside, Qiao Yu will be wearing a white knitted T-shirt, showing her smooth and white right shoulder, with a big smile on her face, sitting on the grass.

With her long curly hair hanging behind her head, paired with big earrings and delicate facial features, she looks wild and charming.

Looking at this gouache painting that accurately captured his own temperament, Qiao Yuhui's eyes flashed with something strange.

"How's it going? Do you like it?"

She rolled up her hair at the temples in a concealing manner.

"It's not bad at all, so I reluctantly accepted it."

With that said, he carefully put the painting away, ignored Xu Liang, held the painting tube and the folder and walked out on his own.

boom.

The door closed and a smile appeared on Xu Liang's face.

"When you are a boss, you still need to learn to draw. Give one as a gift. It looks sincere and unconventional. The key is that it doesn't cost much."

He simply packed up the things on the table, opened the door and walked out.

"Lu Hui, come with me to Campus 798."

"Okay, Mr. Xu."

——

Came to the west gate of 798 again.

Stopping the car, Xu Liang walked to the reception room.

An old man wearing an old washed and white waistcoat and holding a cattail fan in his hand turned around when he heard the noise.

"Uncle, do you still remember me?"

The old man looked him up and down, and then suddenly realized.

"You are the guy who rented the factory last time."

"Yes, that's me. I have a really good memory."

The old man waved his hand and said, "I am getting too old. I remember when I first retired from the army, I could clearly remember the tens of thousands of people coming and going in the factory. I also captured several enemy agents of Chiang Kai-shek."

Speaking of those days, the old man looked proud.

"You're always like this."

Xu Liang gave a thumbs up.

"Hey, it's all in the past, don't mention it anymore. What are you doing? You're not renting a factory again, are you?"

"No, the factory is rented and was just installed some time ago. I'll come over and take a look."

The old man suddenly realized, "Did you rent the loading factory in Area A?"

"Um."

"I can't tell you are quite rich."

"They are all from the company, I am just an errand boy." Xu Liang said with a smile.

The old man looked like I had expected it.

"That's what I'm saying. You look like you're only a few years older than my little grandson, how can you be the boss? Okay, go in quickly, so as not to delay things and get criticized by the boss."

"Then while you're busy, I'll leave first."

The old man waved his hand.

Xu Liang returned to the car.

"Mr. Xu, is this old man your relative?" Lu Hui asked curiously.

"I don't have any relatives in Beijing. I took a picture with this old man when I came here last time. I thought it was quite interesting, so I went to check it out."

"You are so free."

Of course, Lu Hui only dared to say this in her heart.

After the car drove forward twenty or thirty meters, a five-meter-high billboard appeared in front of it.

New Dream Art Training Center.

Below is an arrow pointing left.

Turn in from the side.

At a glance, I saw the huge factory building rented by New Dream.

The shape of the factory building remained unchanged, but the exterior walls were repainted.

The roads were also re-hardened.

In the open space in front of the factory, all debris and garbage have been cleared away, new waterproof floor tiles have been laid, and parking spaces have been planned.

Stopped the car and looked up.

There was originally only one portal, but now there are three on the left, middle and right.

The thick iron door has been transformed into a stylish floor-bounce door.

The windows have also been enlarged a lot, with single layers becoming double layers of thermal glass.

Because we are moving today, there are New Dream security guards on duty at the door.

"Brother Liang."

"Brother Liang?"

The security guards on duty were all young men of 18 or 19 years old from the village. They greeted him quickly when they saw him.

The gap in status made Xu Liang see the alienation in their eyes.

Patted them on the shoulder.

"Work hard and earn more money so you can go home and marry a wife."

The two nodded shyly.

Although Xu Liang has always been generous in promoting people from his hometown, not everyone is qualified for management positions, even at the grassroots level.

Therefore, most of the people who come to the capital are engaged in simple security, customer service, sales and other jobs.

Except for some who work particularly hard, most of the others cannot stay.

However, Xu Liang's salary is quite high. As long as he doesn't spend it arbitrarily, he can always save some money after working for two years.

Turn around and walk into the classroom.

There is no trace of the factory building at all.

A thick iron plate divides the upper and lower floors into two layers.

The floor is paved with floor tiles, and the walls and ceiling are painted with white latex paint.

The first floor is divided into two columns and two rows, with forty rooms of varying sizes.

Went around and came to the second floor.

There is a partition in the middle of the second floor.

One side of the partition is the boys' dormitory, and the other side is the girls' dormitory.

All rooms are quadruple rooms, and the charges are of course higher.

After turning around in a circle, Xu Liang frowned slightly.

I originally thought that this factory building would be enough to accommodate all the students and teachers of the Jingcheng Art Training Center, but with the current scale of Jingcheng New Dream, I feel a little nervous.

"Rent another factory?"

In fact, renting a house does not cost much. The rent in the 798 factory area is only 65 cents per square meter, and 6,500 yuan for 10,000 square meters.

The key is to spend money on decoration.