Chapter 653: Business Dinner at the Mansion (Part I)
Yue Mohan came over surrounded by a large number of guards, Bailu stepped forward to greet him politely, the two of them were very lame in Xingluo, and the communication was not smooth, but it did not hinder their enthusiasm at all, the two seemed to be friends who had not seen each other for a long time, and they couldn't wait to immediately cut off the head of the chicken and burn the yellow paper, and worship as brothers with different surnames.
The two are harmonious on the surface, but they both understand in their hearts that everyone is just using each other.
Wenren Qianshu stood on a tower platform, Jin Ermur stood behind her, the three women looked at the two men from a distance and pretended to greet each other, the corners of Wenren Qianshu's mouth overflowed with a sneer, the Dayue clan had the opportunity to dominate the world hundreds of years ago, but because he married a woman from the Bai family, the dynasty collapsed, and since then he has been in a slump, Yue Mohan is a descendant of the King of Dayue Ming, and there must be hatred for the Bai family buried in his bones, but compared to hatred, Yue Mohan prefers money, for money, he can let go of hatred, just because Bailu can help him deal with Wuxin, If Wuxin succeeds in cooperating with the Temple of the Gods to develop a nuclear weapon, he will be in a very passive position......
Mu'er leaned against a wall, playing with a saber in his hand, and said rarely: "Bailu is really powerful. â
Wen Ren Qianshu nodded and said, "We have all become his pawns." â
Jin Er also interjected: "He has grasped our weaknesses, knows what we need most, and knows that he must have bad intentions when he invited us to the City of Angels, but it is difficult for us to refuse." â
Mu'er looked at Wenren Qianshu: "Do we want to turn passive into active?" â
"There's no need." Wen Ren Qianshu sneered: "Since Bailu wants to play games, let's play with him, I wish he would turn the City of Angels upside down." â
Mu'er said lightly: "Tokugawa Satoru of the Moon Reading Group will also come tomorrow." â
Jin Er sneered: "Oda Shincho's abacus should be the same as ours, and he also wants to wait to pick up the dead fish." â
Mu'er said slowly: "The situation of the Tsukiyo group is similar to ours, they also want to join the Amaterasu Parliament, but they don't have enough strength, if they can pick up the nuclear weapons manufacturing materials left by the father of the Siamese nuclear bomb, they will be able to go to Beijing with their toes high." â
Wen Ren Qianshuyun said lightly: "This is a man's game, we just need to watch the play." â
After watching Bailu and his party enter the officer's conference room at the base, the three women also turned around and went downstairs.
Bailu and Yue Mohan talked in the conference room for more than an hour, when the two walked out of the conference building, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, the tired Yue Mohan and his party returned to the hotel to rest, the prime minister of the Ain Sukhna Kingdom set up a dinner in his official residence, all the foreign guests were invited, this is a very high standard business dinner, mainly to discuss economic and trade cooperation, as long as it is a businessman, it will definitely not miss ......
As night fell, a convoy of more than a dozen military vehicles drove towards the Prime Minister's residence.
Bailu was holding a project folder in his hand, looking very excited.
"Lord Bailu, what are you holding in your hand?"
"Project planning."
Wen Ren Qianshu looked at Bailu's excited appearance, and his liver trembled: "It won't be your hundred-year-old chicken industry plan, right?" â
Bailu said excitedly: "This is my hundred-year plan general project book, including three sub-projects of the century-old chicken industry, the century-old dairy industry, and the century-old pharmaceutical, each of which is connected with a series of extension projects, Miss, are you interested in reading the plan book?" â
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Wen Ren's shallow book rolled his eyes, the pharmaceutical industry is relatively easy to do, as long as the curative effect is good, there will be a reputation, but the thing that wipes the ass, she really doesn't want to participate, and the food industry is difficult, the same pure water, the same tasteless, there are those who sell a piece, some sell for a thousand yuan, a piece can't be sold, but a thousand yuan can be sold, the food industry not only needs word of mouth, but also needs brand power, if you want to create a famous brand, it is definitely not an easy task, Bailu should also know that it is not easy, That's why it's named 100 years.
If Bailu takes out the Northwest Military Industry Project under the name of the Bai family, I believe that everyone will grab the head and rush to cooperate with it, as for the three centennial projects, forget it.
However, there is no loss in looking at the proposal.
Wen Renqianshu took the hundred-year plan book in Bailu's hand, and opened it to see, this is a very large plan, hundreds of pages of project introduction materials, she looked at it at a glance and three lines, she read it quickly, but she looked very carefully, but in a moment, she finished reading more than 100 pages of project plan.
The plan is well written, but she still can't give birth to a trace of desire to invest, especially the century-old chicken industry project, the cost of raising chickens in the Daxue Mountain area is too high, and the price of non-staple foods derived from this will also be very high......
"The plan is very well written."
Bai Lu said with honor: "This is a business plan personally made by the chief financial officer of our Bai family. â
Wen Renqianshu said truthfully: "This plan is written sincerely, and there is no evasion of project risks, but the profit conditions are too harsh, and the return on investment is also very low." â
Bailu had already heard her meaning, and said disappointedly: "It seems that you are still unwilling to invest." â
Wen Qianshu said bluntly: "Your Bai family's northwest military industry, I am very willing to invest." â
"The shareholders of the Northwest Military Industry are saturated." Bailu tilted his head as he spoke: "If you want to buy the guns we produce, we can talk about it." â
Wenren's shallow book is not moving: "Our Wenren family is a family of merchants, what do you do?" â
Bailu just smiled meaningfully, don't look at the Wenren clan is a woman in power, but their ambition is not small, if Wenren Qianshu had no ambition, he would not appear here.
The motorcade drove into the Prime Minister's residence, and Bailu got out of the car with Wenren's book.
This is a buffet-style banquet, there are not many guests, but each of them is a dignitary, Bailu met with the prime minister and greeted him, and saw a familiar face.
"Your Royal Highness, Princess Shan Jiermo, haven't you returned to China yet?"
Wenren Qianshu greeted with a smile: "Hello, Your Royal Highness Princess, I am Wenren Qianshu." â
"Hello, Shan Jiermo." Shan Ji Ermo returned the salute a little arrogantly, then looked at Bailu and bowed slightly: "Thank you, Your Excellency Bailu, for introducing me to Admiral Valk earlier." â
"You're welcome."
This is a business banquet, Admiral Valk was not invited, most of the invited Kingdom officials are financial officials, the rest are wealthy businessmen and foreign guests of the Kingdom, the Prime Minister has a banquet, no guests will be late, the banquet has not officially started, all the guests have arrived, the last one to arrive is Yue Mohan, he is holding a tall and bewitching female companion.
Bailu happily greeted him with the plan book, and he felt a headache when he heard the book, and someone was going to promote his century-old chicken industry again......