Dong Yueting curled her lips: "Why do you speak so much like Yang Luo? It's really dark."
"Wrong!" Geng Zhuo said with a smile; "This is called near vermilion Zhechi."
The two of them were talking nonsense while drinking tea. When the time came to 9:40, Dong Yueting said, "It's time to come."
Geng Zhuo smiled: "What's the hurry!"
Dong Yueting stood up: "I'll go take a look outside." After speaking, she walked towards the gate.
At this time, a group of people walked in, surrounded by five Japanese. One of them was a guy in his mid-twenties who wore a crisp black suit and walked around with his head up and his nose up.
When Dong Yueting saw these people turned around and was about to leave, she heard the guy shouting arrogantly: "Is everything arranged? Let me tell you, today's business meeting is very important, and it is related to an investment of 10 to 20 billion. Japanese investors are not happy, screw it up and you go home."
Dong Yueting frowned, looked down at the clothes on her body, and suddenly realized. She is wearing a light blue professional attire today, and this guy probably thinks she is a hotel waiter. Feeling so angry, I immediately decided that I would never wear this dress again.
That guy saw Dong Yueting standing there motionless, and shouted again: "What about you, why are you still standing there? Mr. Sanben is a foreign friend, and he came all the way to Huaxia to help us develop, why don't you hurry up and lead the way? I really have no eyesight, people in a small place are just a bunch of local leopards."
Dong Yueting's anger rose instantly, and her brows stood on end. The last thing she wanted to hear was the nonsense of foreigners helping China develop. If he doesn't make money, he will come here to invest? What a joke, especially the little Japanese devils, who are cunning and greedy. After decades of reform and opening up, China has been tricked by them. Such a large country, such a large market, has completely become a dumping ground for those second-hand or obsolete products in Japan. Wanton plundering of wealth, but also a sympathetic publicity everywhere, is to help China's development.
Just when Dong Yueting was about to explode, Wang Hongbo, director of the China Merchants Bureau who had been in charge of receiving the Japanese, changed his expression. He is too familiar with Dong Yueting. This woman is an important investor in Dahua. The Golden Dragon Group she represents holds tens of billions of dollars. Not to mention him, even the first secretary of the provincial party committee and the first governor of the province had to smile when they saw him. Especially when he heard that this woman had a mysterious background and was very close to Yang Luo, Secretary of the Dahua Town Committee. Who is Yang Luona? Although he didn't know his exact identity, but he came here alone and caused a bloodbath in Dahua, and he was unscathed in the end. How could he, a small director of the China Merchants Bureau, be able to offend him.
"Oh, Mr. Dong, why are you here?" Wang Hongbo hurried over and held out his hand.
Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Dong Yueting suppressed the anger in her heart, and lightly touched Wang Hongbo's hand.
"What? I can't come here?"
"No, no, no" Wang Hongbo hurriedly said, "Mr. Dong, please don't misunderstand me. I'm just surprised to see you here today after you're so busy." After speaking, he hurriedly introduced to Dong Yueting, "Mr. Dong, this is Mr. Su Feng is the translator of the Japanese investor." Then he looked at Su Feng again, "Mr. Su, this is President Dong of Golden Dragon Group."
Su Feng snorted with his nostrils upturned, turned his head to look at a Japanese man beside him, and smiled instantly: "Mr. Sanben, I'm really sorry for wasting your precious time. Let's go."
Sanben's face was full of arrogance, but those seductive eyes never left Dong Yueting's body. It's just that he also knows how important this investment is to the group. If he messes up because of his reasons, he will definitely not have good fruit for him. So even if he had a lust for Dong Yueting, he didn't dare to cause trouble at this time.
Reluctantly looking back at Dong Yueting, she said something in Japanese, and then walked towards the elevator.
Su Feng hurriedly followed, and said as he walked: "I said Director Wang, what's the matter with you, all kinds of cats and dogs are here to invest? Why haven't I heard of Jinlong Group? It can't be a leather bag company." Well, you have to investigate carefully, don't be cheated when the time comes, and the loss will be huge."
Wang Hongbo's forehead was throbbing with veins, he had greeted all eight generations of Su Feng's ancestors in his heart, and wished he could slap Su Feng and smash his mouth. You fucking offended Perfect Man and patted your butt and left, but I took the blame. When the time comes, people will have to settle accounts, so why not look for me?
But he didn't dare to offend Su Feng, so he could only laugh along with him, secretly glanced back at Dong Yueting with a gloomy face, and felt his scalp go numb. There was another burst of cursing in my heart, my mother forced me, I really don't know if this idiot has lost his mind.
How did Su Feng know that Wang Hongbo had scolded him badly in his heart,?Hesitatingly decided to agree to the Japanese request.
This made Huang Pingyi almost yell at him, and he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to, because he knew that this was the general trend. If he didn't know the current affairs, he would offend not only Gong Yongjiang, but also other leaders in the province. As for Feng Baoguo, he felt much more comfortable. Anyway, it was Gong Yongjiang who made the decision, and if the common people scolded him, it was also scolding Gong Yongjiang as a traitor.
Huang Pingyi followed the crowd into the meeting room, watched Gong Yongjiang warmly shake hands with several Japanese, and sighed, if Yang Luo was here, such a thing would never have happened.
The following negotiations went smoothly, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. In half an hour, the negotiation came to an end.
Gong Yongjiang said with a smile: "Mr. Sanben, happy cooperation."
Sanben's complacent eyes flashed in his eyes: "First Chief Gong Sheng, since we have no disagreements, let's sign the contract."
Su Feng hurriedly translated, and Gong Yongjiang slapped his head: "Yes, yes, sign the contract first."
Sanben winked at a Japanese next to him, who took out the contract from his briefcase and put it on the conference table.
At this moment, the door of the meeting room was knocked, Gong Yongjiang's face darkened, and he looked back in displeasure, only to see the door of the meeting room being pushed open, and he was taken aback when Geng Zhuo and Dong Yueting walked in. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com