Novel Property Ventures 소설 & 이야기

With a deep breath, I opened my file and started explaining my proposal, carefully outlining the value of my shares and the benefits of buying them. "So, let's get this straight," His eyes narrowed slightly as he leaned forward. "You own the rights to all their major projects. The Venco homestead, the Lex Building, the Tevan Estates. And now, you want to sell your shares in the company so you can publicly disclose your involvement in these projects, is that correct?" "Yes Sir," I replied, my voice firm and confident, as I met his piercing gaze. "Now, tell me, Miss Jones, why should I buy shares of a company that's going to be dragged into mud soon?"

A few lines were written in cursive script on it: One, Ownership of Property No. 42 on Ivy Street. Two, the position of editor-in-chief of the home improvement art department; three, the group's equity, not less than a certain number which was unreadable, likely because Vincent himself had no idea what the accurate number was; four, cash with amount also unknown. This condition, property right and cash amount is even higher than Vincent's previous wife’s term. The company's position and equity requirements are a bit outrageous. The company's business affairs have nothing to do with the marriage relationship, and Vincent doesn't even have the equity she wants at all.

The distinction felt meaningless. Control was control, regardless of the language used to dress it up. I shook my head slightly. “That’s control, Mr. Kane.” “That’s protection.” “It’s the same thing.” He studied me for a moment. Then he delivered the part I wouldn’t have expected. “Also, because Kane Ventures is funding structural development, we retain partial asset ownership of the building.” Silence. I stared at him. “What does that mean?” “The land and building infrastructure remain Kane Ventures property,” he said evenly. “Monochrome leases the operational space.”

I wouldn’t even consider being with someone like me if I was her. I wanted to be with her for the long run. I was serious about the way Kiara made me feel. That is why at 7:50am the next morning, I walked into Mrs Porter’s company in my best jeans and a plain black shirt. Maybe her offer would secure a future where Kiara and I could be together. Mrs Porter owned and founded ‘MonAb’, which is one of the best real estate companies. She sells and rents out many properties around Joburg and is branching out to more areas in Gauteng. The properties are both residential and commercial; well-known companies work with Mrs Porter all the time.

The project secretaries came in first, then two other women from a third-party management company that had been hired specifically to keep everything organised. They set up recording equipment, distributed agendas, and made sure everyone had copies of the preliminary documents. Then came the formalities. Even though most of them already knew each other. They did a brief overview of timelines and expectations, with Anthony taking the lead on most of it. “Alright, let’s talk about what we’re actually building here.” Anthony pulled up a presentation on the screen at the front of the room. It showed mockups of modern buildings and floor plans. “Luxury real estate development, we’re combining Van

“You’ve been searching for a plot of land for ages, and it ends up in someone else’s hands. Do you really think that Alejandro would spit out whatever he finds? He snatched the land that we’ve been eyeing. Are you idiots? Are your brains made from paste? Why don’t you use that paste to build a wall, then!” That’s right, after some market research, they realized that all potential business properties had been snatched up by Alejandro. Not a single one was left. They were only left with average properties, which no one would want anyway. They were the kind of properties that one would get on a whim. There was no use in buying those.

"I genuinely have no idea." She rolled her eyes at my lack of enthusiasm. "It was Downtown Property Development." The name vaguely rang a bell, but I wasn't connecting the dots. She sighed dramatically. "Downtown Property Development is a huge firm that buys up shitty slums and turns them into high end apartment complexes and offices. They don't buy houses, and they certainly don't touch anything near the beach."

I put the phone aside, "You can leave now." As soon as Agatha leaves the room, I get up from the bed and go to see if there is anyone behind the door, seeing no one, I move away a little and talk to Iuri again. "Emma, are you still there?" "Yes, I am, you can talk." "Got it, Emma. We finally have someone to help." "Who?" "Vincenzo Santorini." That name was not on the list Iuri showed me months ago. I know Vincenzo Santorini, there was no way I couldn't. He was one of the most dangerous mobsters I have ever heard of.

Logan turned and left. Nicole continued to read the proposal. Their investment direction could not be limited to one aspect, and Grant had already proposed to step into real estate again. Everyone knew that the real estate industry had not been prosperous in recent years. However, it was because it was not prosperous that some people would take risks and win. Thus, when Grant proposed this plan, Nicole was persuaded as well. The AI project had gradually stabilized and was unlikely to deviate from the track, so their energy could be shifted in other directions.

If Nadine's people found her, all her efforts would be in vain. "Thank you. Thank you so much!" Joy was immensely grateful. … Joanna brought Joy back to Maplewood Residences. But her plan wasn't to let her stay on the 38th floor with her. When she first invested in Maplewood Residences, she was quite optimistic about the project. On a whim, she purchased five apartments on the 34th to 38th floor under the name of Eterna Group. Her intuition proved right—two years later, the property's value had doubled. If she were to sell those five apartments now, she'd easily make at least 300 million dollars.