"Mr. Jing, isn't this place nice?" Hu Jiuming took a sip of tea from a tea bowl and said with a smile, with an expression that all men understand.
Jing Gao remained calm and drank tea with a smile. Wei Minjun and Hu Jiuming had prepared to treat him to dinner early, fearing that there was something wrong with him.
"It's quite good. The environment is elegant, and the courtesan He is charming and charming. They complement each other and make her even more beautiful! However, I won't take away anyone's attention."
Hu Jiuming waved his hands quickly and clarified: "Don't mention it, Mr. Jing, I am innocent of her. My old arms and legs cannot withstand a beauty like He Qingsha knocking my bones and sucking my marrow! Men of my age have already cultivated their bodies and minds."
He believed that the romantic figure Jing Gao could also see: He Qingsha, a beautiful beauty with a slender and plump figure, bulging front and back, would be so charming and the ultimate experience in bed. The result, of course, is the old saying: color is a bone-scraping steel knife.
A man is like: playing a thousand tunes and then the dawn sounds; a woman is like: watching a thousand swords and then recognizing the weapon.
Jing Gao laughed and said, "Mr. Hu, let me ask you a question. Aren't you and Miss Wei the same age?"
Hu Jiu Ming knew in his heart that Jing Gao didn't know anything about Wei Minjun or him. He placed the tea bowl with a smile, and said with a look of reminiscence on his face: "I, Da Minjun, are three years old and both graduated from Yanda University."
Igao smiled and nodded.
If Hu Jiuming is thirty-five years old this year, he will not be able to play. He needs to cultivate his moral character, otherwise he will have many physical problems. However, he really didn't expect that Hu Jiuming was an alumnus of Wei Minjun. It’s another story about a senior chasing a junior girl!
When he was chatting with Yang Chun at noon, ahem, serious chat, her dad was a professor at Beijing Foreign Studies University, and one of his dad's graduate students was very nice to her and was pursuing her. Her parents also like that guy very much.
But she doesn't want a life where she can see the end at a glance. Therefore, he took the lead at noon.
After chatting about these two sentences, Hu Jiuming got to the point, "Mr. Jing, when you were at the Bulgari Hotel just now, you said that Zhaoshi Group has another round of financing before it goes public. I am a little tight now. Can I catch up?"
Damn it, he's trying to get away with nothing! They didn’t even come up with the principal.
Jing Gao felt very unhappy, this guy is too greedy! But he always wanted to reward Wei Minjun and said: "Mr. Hu, I have a good relationship with a private bank in France. I can provide you with an interest-free loan of 2 million euros to participate in the final round of financing!
Tomorrow I will ask the staff of the Sixth Bank of France to come to the capital with documents. You just need to sign.
In the final round of financing, Deutsche Bank and other relevant parties will receive a batch of low-priced stocks. If it is finally listed at a valuation of 60 billion euros, this batch of equity will triple. If you hold it for a period of time, the value will continue to grow. "
The current Euro exchange ratio is almost 1:10. Hu Jiuming made a mental calculation and roughly calculated that Jing Gao was willing to pay at least 40 million in "consulting fees"! If the market value of Zhaoshi Group rises to 100 billion euros in the future, he can earn an additional 20 million!
"Mr. Jing, you are indeed a happy person! If you have anything to do in the capital in the future, you can come to me!" Hu Jiuming patted the armrest of the wooden chair and smiled happily, picked up the tea cup and signaled to Jing Gao: Let's take tea instead of wine and go away. .
Putting down the tea bowl, Hu Jiu Ming leaned forward slightly and said in a sincere tone: "Mr. Jing, the prospects of Zhaoshi Group are great, I have some private money in my hand, haha, you know, I want to go overseas to buy Zhaoshi Group on the stock market. Shares, can you help me?"
The vigilance in Jing Gao's heart immediately arose! Ma De, the thief Hu Jiu Ming is laying a trap for him again. There are laws and regulations regarding the entry of funds. He helped Hu Jiuming transfer funds out, which was already illegal.
When the time came, he had to sit in the same boat as Wei Minjun and Hu Jiuming.
And he really had no intention of getting so close to these children of aristocratic families. That would add unnecessary risk.
"Mr. Hu, all my funds go through formal national channels. If you want to buy shares of Zhaoshi Group on Deutsche Börse, I can introduce you to my friends at UBS."
Hu Jiuming took a serious look at Jing Gao, smiled, picked up the blue and white teacup, took a sip of tea, and said half-seriously, "Mr. Jing, it seems you still can't trust me!"
Jing Gao smiled and said nothing.
I can’t believe it, isn’t it normal! He was convinced that the remuneration and price he gave were enough. Wei Minjun is just passing on a few words! Do you still expect him to be a white glove for Wei Minjun? You think too much.
Hu Jiuming's eyes narrowed slightly behind his glasses. People who knew him well knew that he was in danger at this time. He said with a smile: "Well, Mr. Jing, I will give you a piece of news for free. You can consider it after listening to it.
Mr. Jing, there are rumors in Magic City that you arranged for Shen Ran to get close to Feng Xuehua, and it was Zhou Mingyang who arranged for his subordinates to do it. He has a team dedicated to spreading rumors about you online.
However, he has been in a bit of trouble lately. His son Zhou Changle got into a lawsuit in the UK and is currently responding to the lawsuit with all his strength. You should have met his son in Paris, right? "
"I have no impression." There were many guests at several banquets in Paris, so where did Jing Gao notice a small character? He put down the tea bowl in his hand and looked at Hu Jiuming.
Hu Jiuming smiled proudly in his heart, "You're so small, I still don't believe I can't control you?" He said in a slow tone: "
Zhou Changle's girlfriend was pried away by the son of a small businessman in China named Qin. He spent money to make a condom and let it be infected with the drug. When the small businessman surnamed Qin went to Paris on a business trip and learned that his son was dead, he was so angry that he found someone to make a trick and got Zhou Changle into a lawsuit.
Zhou Mingyang has been handling this matter in a low-key manner in the UK during this period. How are you, Mr. Jing? Is this news useful to you? "
Jing Gao did not answer these provocative words. He was not carried away by anger, but suddenly realized that Hu Jiu Ming seemed to know Zhou Mingyang's whereabouts very well. This is not normal! His mind turned and he immediately asked: "Mr. Hu, how much of your private money do you want to invest?"
Hu Jiuming paused for two seconds. Because the so-called investment of private money is something Wei Minjun has explained. The purpose, hehe! But looking at the payment method Jing Gao just talked about, it is really possible that his real private money can avoid Wei Minjun.
Hu Jiuming's heart moved and he said calmly: "About 50 million."
It is definitely safe to spin around and double the money you have on hand. He is not afraid that Jing Gao will default on his account, nor is he afraid that Jing Gao will tell Wei Minjun. Anyone with a right mind would not interfere in the affairs of other people's couples.
Jing Gao nodded, sipped his tea, and said: "Mr. Hu, the inflow and outflow of funds must abide by laws and regulations. You do it yourself. I will not do anything illegal. After you go out, you deposit the money in the Bank of East Asia.
Then, the bank manager will use this money to add leverage and take your money around in the global capital market, eventually giving you at least three times the income. However, Mr. Hu, I would like to ask you how to resolve the grudge between me and Zhou Mingyang. "
Hu Jiuming couldn't help laughing, his mood was high, "Mr. Jing, you are asking the right person."
