Chapter 100: Only I Have the Law Chapter 100 Senator

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

The rattan chair kept rocking.

Chen Zhongguo revealed a smile hard to read, half sighing, half reminiscing as he said: "The Chen family is a scholarly household, originally intending to start with you. Seeing you enter Jiangning University, I was still happy... sigh..."

"You're not happy now?" Chen Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

Grandfather shook his head and nodded, saying: "Money can't be earned endlessly, fifteen million US dollars a day sounds like a lot, several billion US dollars in a year, right?"

He asked and answered himself: "Several billion US dollars isn't for spending, it's for doing business. Speaking of businesses that master money, in China, ultimately it's the political path. A Yi, do you want to enter politics?"

Chen Yi hadn't thought that several billion dollars couldn't change his grandfather's mind at all. He exhaled a turbid breath and said: "I don't really like entering politics."

"Whether you like it or not, you'll know after experiencing it." Chen Zhongguo smiled, then said: "If you don't like it, forget it. If you want to do business, that's fine too, but your studies cannot be given up."

"Yes." What else could Chen Yi say?

Seeing his reluctance, Chen Zhongguo understood clearly: "I know what you're thinking, but I tell you, an enterprise earning several billion a year—I won't say how many there are in the world, but just those that have passed through my hands are countless."

The old man dropped a literary allusion, then said: "Back then, oil enterprises, chemical enterprises, coal enterprises—those were all money-making enterprises. There were also gold mines, television producers, steel manufacturers. In good years, the taxes and profits turned over to the state were several billion. So what? Could profits be over ten billion every year?"

"They are state-owned enterprises; we can switch our business model." Chen Yi actually really wasn't worried about not making money.

The old man rocked his rattan chair and said with a smile evaluating: "The young people's world is all bright sunshine. Let you play for two more years, but remember, whether making money or studying, neither is the purpose. What the purpose is, you have to find it yourself."

"Yes." Chen Yi broke into a cold sweat. After the old man left, it was too philosophical.

"Tell me about your high-frequency trading again." Chen Zhongguo leaned back in his rattan chair, looking like he was waiting for Chen Yi to tell him a story.

Although he was old, due to the nature of his work, he read books and newspapers every day. Occasionally encountering problems he didn't understand, professional problems, he would find people from the research institute to explain—the legendary national advisors. To a certain extent, they indeed influenced everyone's life. Because policy makers couldn't be omniscient and understand everything.

All they could do was draw a line, then let relevant professional advisors compete and debate, thereby reaching seemingly ideal conclusions.

Although Chen Zhongguo had stepped down, it wasn't really a full retirement—that was still debatable. If there was no hope at all, he wouldn't shut his doors to guests instead.

Chen Yi had always trusted his grandfather's judgment. Seeing him interested, he really described it a little bit like telling a story.

Chen Zhongguo listened for a while, reached out and took a towel from the back of the chair, wiping his forehead as he said: "I understand a bit. Like this, go find someone."

"Yes."

"Nie Hao from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He stayed in the United States for 20 years and made many business friends. You can ask him to introduce some friends to you, see if you can contact high-level figures. To find legislation, find a senator. There's a US Senator Schumer. If you can pull him onto one line, the matter is eighty percent done."

The person grandfather introduced definitely wouldn't be a low-level civil servant. Chen Yi was slightly surprised and said hesitantly: "Does this count as using your influence?"

"It does. Unless you surpass me, no one in the Chen family can escape it." Chen Zhongguo held his head high arrogantly.

"You've always not let us..."

"This matter, I allow it. Earning money from foreign devils is skill." Chen Zhongguo rearranged the towel and said: "Another one. As I said before, there are many money-making enterprises, but money-making enterprises are still remarkable. There are people who create a career at your age, but they can be considered top talents. You must remember, China's 1.3 billion population, all walks of life, those standing on top are top talents. As for others in the family, I see they still don't have the ability to compete with them. You are the first."

This was truly a great compliment.

Since Chen Yi could remember, his grandfather had held a high position and never easily praised people.

In his impression, the number of times he could receive praise was truly countable on one's fingers.

A streak of pride, as if contagious, entered Chen Yi's body. He sprang up from the chair and said loudly: "I will definitely help grandfather return to the peak."

"Oh! Good! Ambitious." Chen Zhongguo laughed heartily, drawing the housekeeper to run over.

He waved his hand to indicate it was nothing, and said with a hearty laugh: "Grandfather is happy in his heart. You go busy yourself with your own affairs. I'll secretly drink a couple of cups."

Chen Yi smiled awkwardly and followed the housekeeper out.

Han Jie had stayed in the car all along. Seeing his face full of joy, she was happy too.

The next day, Chen Yi looked up information and also made an appointment with that Nie Hao himself.

Grandfather's secretary didn't appear to help, making him slightly strange, but he didn't go ask about it.

This way, although they knew he was Chen Lao's grandson, Nie Hao treated Chen Yi somewhat like a student asking questions, and the degree of importance attached was truly limited.

The place the two agreed on was even his office. Nie Hao was after all a cadre in his forties at the bureau-director level. Even if it was a request from an old superior, one still had to pay attention to methods.

After Chen Yi politely thanked him, he spoke directly: "Regarding US Senator Schumer, do you have any information there that can help me win him over?"

"Schumer?" Nie Hao was slightly surprised, then said: "Schumer is a tough character among the Democrats in the Senate. You want... to interview him?"

Chen Yi blinked his eyes, truly not understanding the situation.

Nie Hao realized he had misunderstood, smiled and closed the file in front of him, and said: "Say it, say it."

Chen Yi still didn't say anything about his own company, only asking: "I want to win over Schumer, to have him pass some bills that can guarantee a financial company's relatively monopolistic position."

"Monopolistic position?" Nie Hao didn't expect it to be such a big topic. He sat up somewhat seriously and said: "Schumer isn't very friendly toward China. Those bills about RMB appreciation were proposed by him."

After finishing his words, Nie Hao changed the subject: "What kind of bill do you want him to pass?"

Regarding this, Chen Yi had long thought it through and immediately said: "I want him to restrict colocation services. This is unfair competition."

"Colocation services?"

"It's brokerage firms that place their own computers connected in parallel with the exchange's computers, thereby being able to get news in advance." Chen Yi explained the relevant content once.

He wasn't prohibiting himself from participating in trading. In fact, because his computer's computing power was super strong, as long as the exchange maintained fair trading, he himself could be faster than other traders.

Maybe in a few more years, when the brokerage firms' new generation of computers comes out, his advantage will decrease. But for now, physical distance is far from being the bottleneck.

Nie Hao started to not understand.

He originally thought he was just looking after a junior. Now it seemed the matter was quite troublesome.

After pondering for a moment, Nie Hao hesitantly asked: "What's the name of that company?"

He shouldn't have asked like that, but because the other party was young, strong curiosity still prompted him to ask.

Chen Yi said without hesitation: "Just have Schumer take the lead and get this bill done. Don't we not need a company name?"

He wasn't being pretentious either. Since he had already told his parents and grandfather information like the company, naturally he wasn't worried about secrecy. Moreover, Gold Source International's registration information wasn't top secret either.

However, which company made demands of Schumer, and which company benefited from it, is bad to say.

In other words, the companies I own are not necessarily the ones I lobby for — it's possible I'm acting on someone's behalf, but once it's said, there's no room for maneuver.

Nie Hao understood this, didn't say what, and silently judged Chen Yi and the Chen Family's current situation.

Wall Street's financial companies, just hearing about them sounds quite powerful.

To say Chen Yi owns it, he definitely wouldn't believe it. But if Chen Congyu owns it, why doesn't he come forward.

Amidst the speculation, Nie Hao said: "Old Chen's matter is my matter, there won't be any evasion. Let me first speak of the difficulties. First is Schumer's unfriendliness toward China, this I can have American friends step forward for; second is Schumer's status is relatively high, he's the chairman of several important committees in the US Senate, in Washington he ranks in the top 10 no matter how you count, besides formal channels I can't speak on this side, still need to find people to find people, afraid it won't be easy to accomplish; third is the price of passing the bill, you might not know, Schumer was propped up by Wall Street, at least most of the time he represents Wall Street financiers' interests, you now want to restrict them, the possibility of Schumer agreeing is very small."

Chen Yi pondered a moment, said: "Then only the third problem remains."

"What?"

"The US side, I'll go through American intermediaries. How to find Schumer for talks, I also have candidates, but the bill's price..." Chen Yi touched his lips, said: "Is money the channel to solve problems?"

"In the US of course it is." Nie Hao laughed loudly, then said: "But talk is talk, you can give money, others can also give money, purely relying on throwing money ahead won't work, must use money to generate momentum."

Chen Yi understood and nodded, said: "I can prepare 10 million dollars as the first batch of operating funds, can you recommend a candidate to me?"

Nie Hao was dazed.

He only now truly knew what aristocratic scions' style is like.

10 million dollars, he's handled plenty, but himself never had.

Thought for two minutes, Nie Hao repeatedly weighed, said: "Since it's come to this, I do have a few candidates, perhaps find a time, arrange a meeting..."

"No need." Chen Yi coughed once, said: "My experience isn't enough, if possible, hope this aspect Bureau Chief Nie worries more about. When it's time to pay, directly have the American company foot the bill."

Bribing a senator, or political trading, in short neither is a good-sounding reputation.

Chen Yi still has to get along in the US, doesn't want to participate in it.

Compared to his daily tens of millions of dollars in returns, taking money out is most appropriate.

Washington has so many professional lobbying political brokers, precisely prepared for businessmen who cherish their feathers.

As for Nie Hao, he also doesn't care about his own reputation in the US.

His thoughts, Bureau Chief naturally understands.

Nie Hao still marveled in his heart at how carefully Chen Yi thought, then agreed.

In just a few rounds, his good feeling toward Old Chen's grandson increased greatly.

Not to mention same-age children, even among his own generation of leaders and cadres, how many can think this clearly.

He thought: The Chen Family having such a young person, won't fall.

Where would Nie Hao know, Chen Yi's head not only topped with Intelligence Scroll and Listening Scroll, but also long ago ate handfuls of Green Breath Berry.

The three combined, in negotiations that's beneficial in every direction.

After a short while, Nie Hao laughed: "You're a freshman at Jiangning University right, my son's also at Jiang University, this year should be junior year, when there's time you two get closer."

He conveniently took out his business card, wrote his son's phone number on it and passed it over, said: "Evening if you have time, come to my home for a meal. You guys can also get to know each other."

Under his turning thoughts, he also decided to strengthen contact with the Chen Family again.

Chen Yi cleverly laughed: "Many thanks Uncle Nie."

Actually, Chen Zhongguo having him come find Nie Hao, also had probing intent.

If Nie Hao still willing to maintain close relationship, certainly would help Chen Yi. And to make Nie Hao willing to maintain close relationship, Chen Yi's performance has certain stimulating effect.

This, is both Chen Zhongguo's test of Chen Yi, a probe of Nie Hao, and also a scattered move of his in the political circle.

A leisure move during retirement.

Heaven knows at what time, this leisure move will be able to take effect.

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