Chapter 405: Not Selling, Get Out
Baiyun Airport.
A Boeing 767-330 passenger plane slowly stopped and the cabin door opened. Joe Burt, wearing a brown suit and carrying a suede briefcase of the same color, walked out of the cabin door with a proud look on his face, overlooking the ancient land beneath his feet.
He slowly stepped off the plane and onto the solid ground. He planned to follow the example of his ancestors and conquer this place with order and civilization.
Taking the shuttle bus to the international exit, Joe Bert saw a sign with his name among the crowd of people waiting to pick him up.
Joe Burt walked forward quickly. The man holding the sign was a middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw Joe Burt approaching him, he quickly came forward, bowed humbly, and said excitedly in English with a strong local accent: "Excuse me, Mr. Joe Burt? I am Wang Juntao from the King Fund."
Joe Bert nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and shook his hand briefly, then replied in standard English, "Hello, I'm Joe Bert."
Wang Juntao reached out to help Joe Bert carry his briefcase, but Joe Bert dodged him. Wang Juntao was a little embarrassed, so he bent down and made a gesture of invitation, saying, "Mr. Bert, please follow me. The car that will pick you up is over there. You've had a hard time on the way. I'll take you to the hotel to rest first, and then we can talk about cooperation."
The reason why Wang Juntao was so fawning on Joe Burt was because Joe Burt was an elite on Wall Street. This time he came to Xia Country to join his fund company and planned to set up a private equity fund in the circle of wealthy people.
In the car, Wang Juntao and Joe Burt talked about private equity funds.
Joe Bert said disdainfully: "I heard that your country Xia has launched an A-share market, and the rules are so simple that even the aunties in the vegetable market can make money in it?"
Then, he began to brag, "When I was on Wall Street, I was called the 'Wolf of Wall Street.' This time I brought 30 million US dollars in capital, and I plan to triple it within half a year. It shouldn't be too difficult, right? Hahahaha."
After he finished speaking, he laughed out loud. In his opinion, with the financial skills he had honed on Wall Street, wouldn't it be easy to make money in a backward stock market like the A-shares?
One of his orders might cause turbulence in the A-share market. Whether the market is stable or not depends entirely on his words.
Then, he asked casually, "How is the investment in Mingyuan Technology going?"
Speaking of this, Wang Juntao showed an embarrassed expression on his face, and told the truth: "Zheng Baishun has been dismissed. There are personnel changes in Mingyuan Technology now, and the plan may be disrupted."
When Joe Bert heard this, he immediately became very angry and shouted insults without any scruples: "You are such a waste, no wonder they say you Xia people are pathetic bugs, you can't even handle such a small matter, and you need me to do it myself."
"Yes, yes, we are useless. Once Mr. Bert comes, he will definitely be able to turn the tide."
Facing Joe Bert's insults, Wang Juntao did not dare to talk back at all. He nodded with a smile, for fear of upsetting the foreign master.
When they arrived at the hotel, Joe Bert ordered Wang Juntao, "I'll take a shower and take a nap first, then you arrange lunch and we'll go to Mingyuan Technology."
"OK."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Juntao drove Joe Bert to Mingyuan Technology Headquarters.
Joe Bert, still wearing his brown suit and carrying his suede briefcase, walked into the Mingyuan Technology headquarters with his head held high.
The receptionist saw a foreigner coming and naturally did not dare to neglect him. He said politely in English: "Welcome to Mingyuan Technology Co., Ltd."
When Joe Bert saw that the receptionist was quite pretty, his eyes lit up and he swept his gaze over her unscrupulously.
The receptionist blushed a little when he looked at her, so she asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Joe Bert asked, "Who is the head of your company now? I want to see him."
The receptionist kept smiling, picked up the phone, and said, "Okay, I'll contact Secretary Song for you. He is currently in charge of the company's daily management."
Song Honglin is the newly promoted secretary of the general manager, replacing Zheng Baishun.
Hearing that a foreign friend was visiting the company, Song Honglin did not dare to neglect him and quickly asked the front desk to invite the person up.
In the office, Song Honglin had already prepared coffee. As soon as Joe Bert entered the room, he said enthusiastically, "Mr. Bert, please sit down. Would you like coffee, Coke, or tea?"
Joe Bert didn't respond to Song Honglin's words at all, but went straight to the point and said, "I came here today to invest in your company."
When Song Honglin heard about the foreign investment, he was overjoyed.
These days, people in China have an almost blind worship of foreigners and foreign-funded enterprises, thinking that anything from abroad must be good and advanced. Therefore, when Song Honglin heard that Joe Burt wanted to invest in Mingyuan Technology, he almost didn't even think about it, and began to study the problems after investing in the joint venture.
Soon, however, Song Honglin came to his senses. After all, there was the example of Zheng Baishun. If he acted on his own, he would probably end up like Zheng Baishun. Although he was also an old servant who had followed Zheng Youyuan to conquer the world, he still had some ideas in his mind and knew that Mingyuan Technology was not under his control. Therefore, he said cautiously, "Mr. Bert, please wait a moment. I cannot make the decision on the issue you raised. I need to call my boss for instructions."
Joe Bert sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and complained: "Your Xia country's organization is really bloated."
Song Honglin called Zheng Youyuan and told him that another foreigner wanted to invest in Mingyuan Technology.
When Zheng Youyuan heard this, he thought of the incident with Zheng Baishun and suddenly felt a headache. He wisely said, "Mr. Lu has more experience than me in handling this matter. You can call Mr. Lu and ask him what he thinks."
"All right."
Song Honglin hung up the phone. Seeing that Song Honglin had no decision-making power, Joe Bert was very unhappy and said bluntly: "So who will contact me about cooperation? I came to talk to you in person, don't you have any sincerity at all?"
Song Honglin smiled and said, "Regarding the cooperation, I need to consult Mr. Lu."
Joe Bert said unhappily: "Then why don't you go call Mr. Lu over? What are you doing sitting here?"
Song Honglin looked at the wall clock and said, "Well... we need to wait for Mr. Lu to finish school first."
Joe Burt: "WTF...!?"
He stood up from the sofa all at once, as if the sofa had springs in it.
"Are you kidding me? I order you to contact your boss right now, immediately!"
Facing the furious Joe Bert, Song Honglin did not dare to neglect him. Although Lu Yiming was in class at the moment, he had to bite the bullet and call Lu Yiming.
In the classroom, Lu Yiming's mobile phone on the table rang, and he immediately reached out and pressed the hang-up button.
As a result, within a few seconds, the mobile phone rang again and Lu Yiming had to hang up again.
When the bell rang for the third time, Lu Yiming had no choice but to press the answer button, and then, while the teacher was writing on the blackboard, he quickly slipped out of the classroom through the back door.
"Hello, Mr. Lu."
Lu Yiming said unhappily: "Didn't I tell you not to call me at this time?"
On the other end of the phone, Song Honglin quickly explained, "A foreigner came to the company and said he wanted to buy shares of Mingyuan Technology."
Lu Yiming said without hesitation: "If you don't want to sell it, let him go."
When Song Honglin heard this, he thought Lu Yiming was too aggressive, as he was a foreigner.
He was about to speak, but found that Lu Yiming had hung up the phone.
Song Honglin had no choice but to say to Joe Bert: "I'm sorry, sir, our boss said he doesn't plan to sell any shares of Mingyuan Technology Co., Ltd."
Joe Bert angrily demanded, "Why?"
Song Honglin said: "I don't know why, but this is his decision. Please go back."
Knowing that he would return empty-handed today, Joe Bert was extremely angry. As soon as he walked out of Mingyuan Technology's headquarters, he took out his mobile phone, called Dover Aymon, and cursed: "This Lu Yiming you mentioned is such a shameless and dirty man, a barbarian from the Far East, so arrogant. I came here to discuss cooperation with him in such a gentlemanly manner, but he didn't even show up! He directly rejected my proposal over the phone!"
On the other end of the phone, after listening to Joe Bert's complaints, Dover Aymon was also helpless and asked, "Can't we negotiate terms with the other party?"
Joe Bert roared, "What the hell! They are just kidding me! The CEO of a technology company with a promising future is still in middle school? Would you believe it if it were you?"
In Joe Bert's opinion, Mingyuan Technology had no sincerity in negotiation and was clearly insulting his intelligence.
At school, Lu Yiming, who received a call from Song Honglin, knew without thinking that it must be Dover Amon's trick again. Because looking at the whole world, he is the one who wants to invest in Mingyuan Technology the most.
However, Lu Yiming's dream is to build Mingyuan Technology into a high-tech innovative enterprise with completely independent intellectual property rights. He has never thought about accepting investment from others.
After school in the afternoon, Lu Yiming received a call from Lin Shuyi.
"I'm at the school gate. I'll take you to a party."
Lu Yiming said without hesitation: "No."
Lin Shuyi said, "Go ahead. It's a high-level gathering. Maybe we can discuss some business deals, just like last time."
In the current environment of Baiyun City, many of the characters who will be influential in the future are still keeping a low profile. Lu Yiming was persuaded by Lin Shuyi's words.
Last time, I invested in Jack Ma, AsiaInfo, and PHS. These three investments are for future profit. Who knows, I might encounter a few more this time.
"Okay, I'll go over now."
Lu Yiming greeted Shi Qingxue and then got into Lin Shuyi's car.
Lin Shuyi stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Genting Hot Spring Resort.
At this moment, it was just getting dark and the Genting Hot Spring Resort was already flashing with neon lights and shadows of people.
Today is a gathering among the rich second generation in Baiyun City, and most of those who come to attend are people who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth.
They arrived at the resort early and enjoyed various campfires, barbecues and toasts.
Among these people, there were two men and one woman who stood out from the crowd. Although these people were all second-generation rich, the other second-generation rich were very respectful to these three people, and compliments were endless.
"This is Zhu Qiankun, the talented son of the Zhu family. He took over part of the family business right after graduating from university. In just a few months, he turned the business from loss to profit. It's really amazing."
"Shi Wuwei is not far behind. He came from the Cambridge Study Abroad Association and doubled the 100 million startup capital given by his family in just one year."
"Zhang Yuxin is truly amazing. Her factory almost went bankrupt during the financial crisis, but she, a woman, managed to save it. In just one year, she not only paid off the debt, but also turned it into a profit!"
"Amazing! A trendsetter of the younger generation."
“I admire you.”
The deeds of the three young people amazed many people present.
Just at this moment, Lin Shuyi arrived, and everyone looked over there following the roar of the car engine.
"Lin Shuyi is here."
"To be honest, Lin Shuyi is the real awesome one. She has made a lot of money in the past two years."
"Yes, as far as I know, she made at least 1 billion last year! This is not an exaggeration at all!"
" Compared to Lin Shuyi, those so-called trendsetters just now are not as good as them."
Amid the discussions of the crowd, Lu Yiming and Lin Shuyi walked towards the crowd.
When Shi Wuwei saw Lin Shuyi, his eyes lit up, but when he saw Lu Yiming beside Lin Shuyi, the expression on his face suddenly fell and his eyes became sharp.
It is known to many people in the circle that he likes Lin Shuyi.
Next to him, a rich second-generation man who he usually had a good relationship with said to him: "Your lover is here."
"Brother Wuwei, Lin Shuyi is here, please behave well tonight."
"Shi Wuwei and Lin Shuyi are a perfect match, if they could be together, they would definitely be a perfect couple."
However, when everyone saw Lu Yiming getting out of Lin Shuyi's car, their faces changed.
Everyone is familiar with Lin Shuyi, but Lu Yiming, who is beside Lin Shuyi, makes everyone feel unfamiliar.
"Who is the man next to Lin Shuyi?"
"I've never seen him before. Why did Lin Shuyi bring him here?"
"Could it be that Shi Wuwei will have a competitor?"
Someone who usually pays more attention to the news recognized Lu Yiming and said, "He is Lu Yiming."
As soon as the three words Lu Yiming came out, many people around couldn't help but gasp.
Although Lu Yiming is young, he is definitely a first-generation rich man and the sixth richest person in terms of personal assets!
No matter how inflated the Hurun Rich List is, Lu Yiming's assets are almost real, no more, no less.
Compared with these rich second generations, Lu Yiming is directly one level higher!
Shi Wuwei's eyes suddenly became sharp.
