Chapter 397

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

The one who stood up was the Minister of the China Business Investment Department; he had dealt with Chinese officials many times and knew what these officials feared most.

He was heard to bellow: "Call your leader over."

Liu Xiuqing's face did indeed turn pale, as if all the fine dining of the past thirty years had been eaten for nothing; he said in a low voice: "The rules were set long ago; you can look at the tender explanation."

"Where is it in the tender explanation? I've read it all." Matsumoto had participated in investment tenders in China more than once, so he paid close attention to some of the native conditions inside.

He raised his chin proudly and said again: "Call your leader over; this is a rig... rigged game."

"Matsumoto, don't be impulsive; we can talk openly and honestly. Right?" Hirose Kurea forced the officials on the stage with a soothing tone.

Liu Xiuqing's face gradually turned green; he was probably at a loss.

The other Deputy Director on his right saw this and said expressionlessly: "Earlier today, we issued a supplementary explanation to the tender explanation; did you read it?"

"What?"

"In the supplementary explanation, there is the statement: 'In order to protect the interests of investors, we have decided to set the upper limit of the debt price at 240 million yuan per share, to prevent creditors from suffering losses.'" The Deputy Director flipped open a thick supplementary explanation like a dictionary and read it out word for word according to the text above.

Matsumoto's face flushed green and red: "This supplementary explanation... this supplementary explanation was only issued to us 2 hours before the tender started. What is your name?"

"I am Wu Ren." The Deputy Director smiled like a cramping hotel manager and said: "We were indeed a bit inconsiderate. However, although the time was short, if the four of you allocated it properly, 2 hours was enough to browse through the entire explanation."

Hirose Kurea wrinkled her nose slightly, pulled Matsumoto down to sit, and said: "They were prepared long ago; they want to be the sparrowhawk."

"Too much!" Matsumoto had always shuttled between the head office and the China Business Department, so he had never received unequal treatment; the anger in his heart was like a goal being called offside, simply giving him the urge to hit someone.

He raised his arm high and shouted in Chinese: "Your behavior violates the principle of fairness."

"We are the responsible persons; if you are unwilling to continue the tender, you can withdraw." The speaker was still Deputy Director Wu Ren. He was the Director's direct lineage, and the Director was in turn a semi-direct lineage who had defected to Fang Zhennan; in other words, he was equivalent to the direct lineage of the semi-direct lineage of the Chen Family's collateral branch, hence he was as staunch as a martyr, able to withstand general attacks from Japanese people.

Matsumoto naturally could not withdraw from the tender, so the scene deadlocked.

Liu Xiuqing secretly rejoiced that Wu Ren was there. For officials, a foreign friend is equivalent to 100 Chinese people gathering in front of the government. Now there were 4 foreign friends; if it blew up, it would be equivalent to a mass incident of 400 people, and someone's hat might be taken off.

However, the anger of a city leader absolutely exceeds 1000 Chinese people gathering. Between Deputy Mayor Fang Zhennan, who had patiently persuaded and repeatedly exhorted, and the 4 foreign friends, even if Liu Xiuqing — a guy who couldn't even count as the direct lineage of the semi-direct lineage of the collateral branch — were to choose, he could only choose to favor Jinsheng Securities.

Moreover, there really were clauses to rely on in the supplementary explanation!

"Continue, Mr. Liu Xiu." Hirose Kurea's half-baked Eastern speech made everyone want to laugh.

"Okay. The second set of debt..."

"240 million." Hirose Kurea directly held out her hand.

"Okay, Mitsubishi Group obtains it." This time Liu Xiuqing didn't play tricks; he clapped lightly to confirm.

Seeing this, Matsumoto said ferociously: "Looks like it's a contest of speed."

Hirose Kurea turned her head away in disdain. She thought: The quality of branch office staff is just poor; does this kind of thing have a volume contest?

"The third set of debt."

"240 million!"

"240 million!"

"240 million!"

CMM Investment Holding Company, Luo Xiaoshan and Matsumoto both jumped up.

Liu Xiuqing laughed hehe and said: "Everyone is very enthusiastic; this round goes to Jinsheng Securities."

Matsumoto, eyes spitting fire, said: "I jumped up first."

Luo Xiaoshan retorted: "I jumped up first."

Liu Xiuqing let them argue for 15 seconds, while secretly glancing at a text message, then said: "Then give it to CMM Investment Holding Company; that way everyone feels it's fair, right?"

"How can this be?" When Matsumoto did investments in China, he always appeared with the air of a big shot; today's events truly made it hard for him to accept.

"Jinsheng Securities is their bureaucratic enterprise; don't be anxious, finish the tender first, we'll think of a way when we go back." Hirose Kurea worried Matsumoto would lose control and persuaded him in a low voice.

In the following time, the two makeweight real estate companies gave up, while the other three companies basically obtained the same equity; among them CMM got 6 shares of debt, Jinsheng Securities and Mitsubishi Group each got 7 shares. A typical Chinese muddling through; even if Matsumoto went to the top to make a fuss, as the obtainer of the highest number of debt shares, he couldn't produce a solid reason.

"Let's scatter." As soon as the tender's end was announced, several officials fled the conference hall in a hurry, afraid Matsumoto would track them down.

Actually, they didn't care about the officials; the four Japanese representatives were all surrounding CMM's person in charge, demanding to buy at a premium.

Luo Xiaoshan watched from the side with a treacherous smile.

The Old Liang Family's equity naturally belonged to Jinsheng Securities; the Japanese don't understand, would the Liang Family let Chen Yi frown over a few percentage points of premium?

Instead, the General Manager of Chang Xin Real Estate Company, who came to make up the numbers, walked over and greeted with a smile: "Didn't expect Jinsheng Securities to be so strong; 1.68 billion, can buy a large piece of land on the Binjiang front line."

"It's all investors' money; we are just responsible for appreciation." Luo Xiaoshan had long learned to boast; his stout body was full of momentum.

"If there's a chance in the future, we must cooperate." The other's smile seemed able to melt magma, enthusiastic: "Is Mr. Luo free tomorrow? Shall we sit down and have a cup of tea?"

"Yes, free."

Both got what they needed, laughing happily, when Mitsubishi's Matsumoto flew into a rage again: "Not selling even at a 10% premium; do you have any sincerity at all?"

"We really aren't prepared to sell." CMM's representative was honest and simple like a native; his look at Matsumoto was even more like looking at a native.

"You! Too, improper." Matsumoto scolded with his shallow Chinese.

Luo Xiaoshan and Fang Zhong exchanged a smile and quietly left this room filled with fire qi and treasure qi.

Inside the Martial Arts Hall.

Inside the two floors where students cultivate, it was quiet as if zombies had passed through.

The Martial Arts Hall, which had already recruited to the 49th session of students, saw student numbers slowly approaching the ten-thousand mark. Additionally, nearly 4000 workers or staff worked in companies and enterprises centered on the Martial Arts Hall.

To accommodate so many workers, and also to preserve the Martial Arts Hall's vitality and life force, Chen Yi acquired all kinds of warehousing bases and logistics companies on a large scale — regardless of their previous business levels, just the West Continent's monthly tens of thousands of tons of material resupply was enough for these companies to eat half-full.

Of course, the persistently high labor costs made their profitability extremely weak, on the verge of welfare-type enterprises. It seems all lifetime-employment enterprises have similar chronic issues, forever struggling in market downturns and diminishing benefits.

Luo Xiaoshan and Fang Zhong walked barefoot through the 42nd Session Students who were training. A few people saw the two of them, but they quickly closed their eyes, indifferent. The 42nd Session Students had just enrolled for two and a half months; it was precisely the peak period of their own training. If they could not pass the Body Art Level 3 threshold, everyone would be assigned to the worker sequence.

Compared to their Senior Students, the 42nd Session Students' conditions were more arduous, the requirements more exacting; therefore they had almost no leisure time.

In fact, many early Students and workers still on the West Continent had not reached the Level 3 Student standard. But this is Reality: when the Martial Arts Hall's treatment becomes more and more talked about by Jiangning People, and even Southeast Province residents, more and more talented students will join, invisibly raising the threshold.

"Is Chen Yi in?" Luo Xiaoshan asked the front desk of the Hall Master's office.

An exceptionally star-quality tall Beauty glanced at the schedule on the Table, smiled, and replied: "The Hall Master is in a Talk/Conversation; you will need to wait 30 Minutes or more."

"Tell him Luo Xiaoshan has come."

"Okay."

"Have we met before?" Luo Xiaoshan suddenly smiled, his face full of spring breeze.

The tall Beauty generously shook her head and said: "I am certain we have not, Mr. Luo."

"Then have I met you? Shen Yuan." Luo Xiaoshan was looking at the other party's name badge.

The Beauty smiled and did not speak.

Luo Xiaoshan turned his face away with a sigh; Fang Zhong said: "Chen Yi is too extravagant; even the front desk uses such a beautiful Beauty, almost like a star."

Fang Zhong knew the news inside the Group, and smiled: "She is a beauty pageant star."

Luo Xiaoshan was greatly shocked: "What beauty pageant?"

"Tourism Miss, probably." Fang Zhong pursed his lips and said: "Best Etiquette or something; she is just twenty-six or seven years old, so she came to the Group to apply."

Luo Xiaoshan rolled up his sleeves and feigned anger: "Wanton waste of a natural gift; no, I must go save her; our Luo Family also greatly needs an Etiquette Miss..."

"She is a Martial Arts Hall Student." Fang Zhong curled his lip.

"Student? Really?"

"Of course; which Session I don't know."

Luo Xiaoshan smacked his lips and asked: "Is the Martial Arts Hall's Salary that high?"

"Several tens of thousands a month; it's always Not Much." Fang Zhong said, then lowered his voice and added: "Do you know Divine Oil?"

"Huh? Know it?"

"The Divine Oil the Martial Arts Hall now gives to outstanding Students trades Internally for between 10,000 and 200,000; isn't that better than her working Outside?"

Luo Xiaoshan gave a wicked Smile and said: "Moreover, working at the Martial Arts Hall, there's also Chen Yi to hook."

The two of them then laughed heartily.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Yi suddenly pushed the door open and came out, causing the two men's laughter to cut off abruptly.

"That... settled." Luo Xiaoshan shifted his body, secretly blocking Shen Yuan to avoid any tell being noticed.

Chen Yi's ears and eyes were sharp yet he feigned ignorance, nodded slightly, and smiled: "Well done. Mitsubishi will probably come too."

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