Golden Greenery

Chapter 479 The hair of the ocean drinks blood

"Zhuoyang, I'm attracted to Spain. They play so damn well." Haiyang was talking about the European Cup in the first words they met.

"Fuck, aren't you a die-hard fan of Italy? You don't want your Italy anymore?" Zhuo Yang laughed.

Haiyang curled his lips: "I can't afford to lose that person!"

After hunting for a few days with Lao Song on the prairie, the two bid farewell to the warlord Lieutenant Colonel Musunge and went to Limbe in western Cameroon for a few days, where there is the best black sand beach in the world.

Coming out of the black beach mixed with volcanic ash and fine sand, Zhuo Yang said goodbye to Lao Song. It was time to return to China. His business team was already waiting for him in Hong Kong. In order to make money, you have to keep rushing to perform during the holidays. Zhuo Yang had a great time in Cameroon. He played all kinds of games and refused to refuse anyone who came, but Zhuo Yang refused to touch those beautiful black girls.

Old Song laughed heartily: "Who would have thought that playboy Zhuo Yang was still a young boy? Hahahahaha, don't worry, Old Song will keep it a secret for you. Ahhahaha..." Zhuoyang's face turned red with embarrassment.

When he arrived in Hong Kong, it was Xiao Haiyang who came to pick him up. Haiyang was here on a business trip. Haiyang followed the economic and trade company around Europe for several months, bringing a lot of good stuff to the country, and killing European capitalists everywhere they went. A project worth less than 100 million like Buffon's Suqi Company is purely a small project. Not to mention BAIC's 200 million US dollars acquisition of the Swedish Bosa Automobile Group, nor the 1 billion spent by Nissin to acquire iron ore. Geely is currently talking about Find out more about Automobile's 1.8 billion acquisition of Volvo.

After taking a bath and eating, Haiyang soaked a pot of Taiping Houkui in the living room of the hotel suite. The two of them drank it slowly and talked about business.

"Zhuoyang, help me prepare some money."

"No problem, how much do you want?"

"Two hundred... no, three million, dollars."

"When do you want it?" Zhuo Yang asked.

"Get ready first,

It could be a month or two later, it could be half a year, it could be at any time. "

"No problem. Is three million enough?" Zhuo Yang knew what he wanted to do.

"That's enough. I'll transfer you back in two months." Haiyang said.

Through this period of cross-border mergers and acquisitions negotiations, Haiyang, who has a strong learning ability, has considerable operational experience in corporate divestitures. He is not at all a master who can work for others for a lifetime. His purpose all along has been to do it himself.

Haiyang wants to set up a company that specializes in mergers, acquisitions and divestitures, to buy out companies that are not doing well, and then split them up and sell the high-quality parts to the next company at a high price. The rest will be packaged and sold through restructuring and other means. In other words, the ocean does not produce anything, nor does it operate anything. It just wants to be a second-rate dealer, an international businessman, and a professional broker.

Such a company requires vision and means, and must have a global economic vision and high IQ in the economic field. Courage and structure are also indispensable. Zhuoyang believes that there is no shortage of the above oceans.

This three million is just the bottom registration reserve provided by Haiyang to the company, and it is useless after putting it under the guise. The company's business development relies entirely on leveraged loans, and it is purely a small-scale company with nothing to gain. Zhuoyang couldn't understand what was going on here, but he believed in Haiyang.

"It seems that you have gained a lot from following Mr. Hao!" Zhuo Yang said.

"Actually, there is nothing mysterious inside. The various doorways are just a layer of window paper. For a smart person like me, just one point is all it takes." There was no expression of boasting on Haiyang's face at all. "As long as I'm brave enough, cunning and ruthless enough, the money is not enough for me. In other words, foreigners have low IQs, and as long as they have good brains, they can be beaten to death."

"Oh? So powerful?" Zhuo Yang was quite interested. "tell me the story."

"For example, there is a shipyard that is about to be unable to survive..."

"No, no, I'm not interested in this." Zhuo Yang waved his hand. "Tell me why foreigners are so stupid?"

"You have been abroad for six years and you should be very impressed. I don't need to explain it again."

"We are exposed to different things and have different perspectives. I feel that foreigners are just like us. Some are smart and some are stupid. There is no difference." Zhuoyang said.

So Haiyang began his tirade.

"Westerners are actually all nouveau riche and have never seen much of the world. Don't look at those aristocrats. If we really talk about it, China has been rich for thousands of years, but it has only been a bit bad in the past hundred years. , is slowly becoming more prosperous again, so, throughout history, we are the only aristocracy in the world. Although it has declined for more than a hundred years, from a historical perspective, only we in China are aristocrats, and all others are violent A wealthy family, and a nouveau riche that is about to decline."

Haiyang is a die-hard China fan.

"The tactics used by the Westerners are all leftover from the tricks of the Chinese people. When our ancestors wrote "The Strategy" and "The Thirty-Six Stratagems", they Europeans were still drinking blood!"

"Westerners have relied on the past one or two hundred years to have money, strong ships, and powerful guns, so they can pretend to be grandsons all over the world. If you really want to play with your brains, we are their ancestors."

"You... are going too far. There are still many outstanding people in Europe, such as Newton and Chopin. They are quite awesome." Zhuo Yang said.

"Times make heroes!" Haiyang waved his hand disdainfully. "They are better in modern science, but we haven't caught up with the times! Let's see in a few years. I'll leave it here today. At most, the two generations of our children and grandchildren will still be like Newton, who drinks blood from raw materials. "In order to save Zhuoyang's face, Haiyang did not take Chopin with him.

"What kind of aristocratic culture they like to do in the West is bullshit. It's just to add drama to themselves. In the early years, the ancient Romans had black heads. You must know that in Italy, most Italian men have black hair. Those gold, silver, and red heads all come from The barbarians they talk about are the Germans, Vikings, and Celts. If we go back two to three hundred years, these people don’t even have a country.”

"They are playing around with finance, science, and economics now, because they know this, and because we have only been in contact for a short time, we have not studied it before. Idiots like Japan can surpass them in a few years of study, let alone us?"

"We can't stop learning just because we're not as good as others. Instead, we should be better than them, and use the skills of the foreigners to defeat the foreigners. That's why I decided to work for such a company. Anyway, they will be cheated sooner or later. Why? Why don't you let me trick you? I can't trick one of our own people, and I don't even have the psychological burden of tricking foreigners like me."

"Many people told me not to do it. I can't beat foreigners. They have been doing it for a hundred years. But because I am not as good as them, I have to do it. Otherwise, I can only wait for others to cheat us. Now If you can't play as well as them, it doesn't mean you won't be as good as him in the future. People who drink blood like hair and blood, look down on them."

Zhuoyang, who grew up with Xiao, knew what kind of person Haiyang was. He didn't say "low bloodline and vulgar culture" today, but he just kept it. Haiyang is the kind of extreme populist who believes that Chinese culture is the only cultural heritage, that the Chinese nation is superior to all other nations, and that Chinese people are inherently noble, and he is unrepentant.

Zhuoyang naturally felt a little biased by Haiyang's words, but he liked chatting with Xiao, and he always trusted his friends.

While in Hong Kong, the media officially reported that Donadoni resigned as head coach of the Italian national team.

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