"It's okay, don't come here. If it doesn't work, we won't force it. I don't care about the mess here. In the worst case, let's go home."
Ji Heng was listening to the conversation between Ji Feng and Ji Donglai. Just because Ji Heng was silent didn't mean that he didn't care about his grandson. Ji Feng had criticized Ji Donglai by name in the past few years. This time Ji Heng came here just because Destroy the opponent's prestige.
Now that the goal has been achieved, Ji Heng has no regrets. Ji Heng will go to visit his ancestors in two days, and Ji Heng will not care about the rest.
Ji Feng kept observing Ji Donglai and Ji Heng from a distance, and was worried from the bottom of his heart that if Ji Donglai didn't care about this matter, then his family would not have to think about it this year.
Two years of compensation for farming is already the family's limit. How about ten years of compensation? Ji Feng would rather go out to beg for food. Now only Ji Donglai has the most respect. He uses Wuliangye and doesn't show off. He behaves better than the factory director. Ji Feng knows that Ji Donglai must be hiding his strength.
"It's okay, Grandpa, now is a society governed by law. Don't be afraid. I'm going to make a toast. This is what people in our hometown like."
Patting the back of his grandfather's hand, Ji Donglai walked out of the house. Behind him, Ran Bo and Yu Gongzi's men each held two boxes of wine, ranging from Wuliangye to Maotai and foreign wine.
Ji Feng's side was stunned, and he was even more certain that Ji Donglai's strength was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface. Not to mention that a bottle of Feitian Moutai cost several thousand yuan, and the box held by two people was at least 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.
Ji Feng followed Ji Donglai all the way into the house next door. The few people in the house were not as noisy as expected, and they spoke very quietly. They were a bunch of young men with five big heads and three thick heads. Ji Donghuan was at the door.
Position C is a man with a flat head and a dragon-tiger face. Ji Donglai knows that he is the protagonist without even looking.
"Donghuan, there is a table of guests over there to accompany you. I will take this table. Everyone, I am Ji Donghuan's cousin. Ji Donglai, let's get to know each other. Mr. Yu, I brought some wine from the capital. Everyone, try it, Ran Bo, take it out."
Patting Ji Donghuan on the shoulder, Ji Donglai said to everyone at the table with a smile on his face. Ji Donghuan stood up quickly and gave his seat to Ji Donglai as if he had received an amnesty.
Ran Bo and Mr. Yu's men placed a bunch of drinks on the table. Fortunately, the table in the room was rotating, and the drinks were one-third full.
"What do you call it?"
Mr. Yu didn't answer Ji Dong's words at all at first. After all, Jifeng's family has always been the kind of bastard.
As a result, he looked at the drinks Ji Donglai put on the table, especially when he saw that almost all of them were pure wine, as well as a few bottles of pure imported foreign wine that he had drunk at the Central Asia Style Wine City in the capital. The other party put away his arrogance and raised his head. He began to look hard at Ji Donglai.
Mr. Yu's voice was rough, revealing an innate feeling of depression. Ji Donglai picked up the cup and stood up.
"I am Ji Donglai, Ji Donghuan's cousin. I'm late and I'll do three first. Mr. Yu, don't mind."
Picking up Maotai's cup, Ji Donglai drank three cups in a row. Mr. Yu nodded across from him, and the others on the table didn't say anything at this time.
"What industry do you work in? From the accent, you are also from the Northeast?"
When Ji Donglai was drinking, Master Yu winked at one of his men, and the other man ran out. Now that he has not come back, Master Yu also picked up the wine glass, but did not greet Ji Donglai.
"I do miscellaneous things, rubber, mechanical equipment, casting, glass, basically these are the ones. Mr. Yu, this is the first time we meet, I respect you, you can do whatever you want with me."
It was obvious that Mr. Yu was the one Ji Donghuan could not afford to mess with. Ji Donglai did not hesitate at all and used liquor to clear the way.
Another glass was poured down, and Mr. Yu just made a simple comparison. The other man's men came back and started whispering in Mr. Yu's ear.
"This person is quite radical. What he does is too complex. He has just completed financing. He is a GH fund. He has industries in Hebei and Dalian. The industries in the capital are also doing well. Qian Xue in the capital has been taken over by the other party. Now Very honest.”
His subordinates spoke concisely and to the point. Mr. Yu's eyes couldn't help but light up. He waved his hands and went down, then looked at the other people on the table. Several people also picked up their clothes and went to another room to drink. Mr. Yu called Ji Donglai. Sit down in front of yourself.
"Mr. Ji's business is relatively big. I didn't expect our place to be able to go out and do big business. We have already done the financing. I will accompany you."
After drinking a cup of Maotai, Master Yu invited Ji Donglai to sit next to him. Master Yu was at least one round older than Ji Donglai in age.
Jifeng asked his family to change the dishes for Mr. Yu again. Seeing that everyone else in the room had left, Jifeng secretly gave Ji Donglai a thumbs up, and the big hanging stone finally fell to the ground.
"There is no big business. I just do a lot of small businesses and make it into a big business. Mr. Yu's business is relatively big and cannot be compared. My property is not even one-tenth of yours."
Pointing to the drinks on the table, Ji Donglai signaled Mr. Yu to choose. In the end, he chose a bottle of whiskey. Ji Donglai asked Ran Bo to change it to a large glass, and each of them poured half of it.
"Experts say that specialization is the key to excellence. I did this after consulting many experts. Isn't it dangerous for Mr. Ji to do this for a big blockbuster? They say this business model is a reflection of slowness and low fees. Mr. Ji is not afraid of losing everything. Underpants?”
After drinking all the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, Mr. Yu waved his hand to signal Ji Donglai to stop pouring, and took a bite of the stew himself.
"Don't pay too much attention to things from the outside world. What foreigners say is small but sophisticated was created after the Antitrust Act. Our experts didn't talk about the rules and patterns before that. What the schools or so-called experts talk about are actually nonsense. Hey."
"Whether it is in the real field or the investment field, there is a rule. Don't put your eggs in one basket. Think about it, are the things our experts say are contradictory to each other, and then they tell you this and that, and you are confused? If you are confused, you will die faster than anyone else if you believe them.
"What we are introducing now in our country is total westernization. Then we have to look at the foundation of other people's development to the present. It is not that we just follow the example halfway and make it nondescript. At the very least, I think Mr. Yu should not learn it, because that will delay thing."
Ji Donglai scorned many current theories, even many so-called views in economics, and cases regarded as classics by the media or all schools, without exception, including those who were called bitches by some people who were beaten by foreign investors. The theory of nourishment.
In the current ten years, to use the words of a certain practical leader, a pig can take off if put in the right position, rather than some people conforming to some castrated views imported from the West and then flourishing.
"Your theory is relatively new, so what do you think about our joining the WTO? Your cousin just said that farming is not profitable now and he plans to return the land to me."
(End of chapter)
