I am reborn without a pattern

Eight billion US dollars.

This is like asking "Miss Qiu" to pass by "Songjiang Electric", forcing the local bureaucrats who should have been in collusion to directly choose to split.

The invisible force has cut the bureaucrats at the top, middle and grassroots levels on a large scale.

The smart people in the game clearly understand that this is forcing a large part of the high-leverage funds to Liangshan, and there is no way out.

Now even if the billions of borrowed funds that are not visible to the public are to be recovered, it will take time.

In this process, will the gentleman "Eight billion US dollars" stand still and then just stare blankly in order to appreciate the scenery of the Bund?

What's more, will "Eight billion US dollars" just be a prelude?

Of course, you can also bet that this is a joke.

After Jin Dongfeng's speech, all subsequent speeches were tasteless, and those routine flattering words were meaningless. People no longer care about how things will go.

Because there must be a clear cornerstone plan.

The old man with golden hair spoke very ordinary Chinese, so after Joe Nash explained seriously, he turned his head suddenly: "Wang, De, Fa..."

"What's wrong, Tang?"

"Zhang, I have always had a question."

"What question?"

"Look, we have known each other for so long, and you, Zhang, the 'god in charge of wealth', should bless me to make a lot of money, a lot of money. Not 100 million, not 200 million, not 300 million..."

"This requires an opportunity, Tang."

Zhang Haonan picked up the Coke and planned to take another sip, but found that it was no longer cold, so he pushed it away with the back of his hand.

Shh.

With a slight sound, a can of iced brand new Coke was placed in front of him.

After doing all this, Wu Taian slowly stepped aside.

Loyalty!

Gu.

Ninety-nine percent of the soul of iced Coke is in the first sip.

The rest is up to you.

"What opportunity? Isn't 'Trump Electronics' enough?"

"Look, Tang, we are a small player in the electronics field, whether it is consumer electronics or anything else. There are no elements that are worth marketing. This is an industry that needs accumulation. There are too many giants, and we are not Thor."

"You mean we need an industry that is suitable for us to easily cross the threshold?"

"Of course."

Zhang Haonan nodded, "The epidemic has hit the hotel and tourism industries, but among the hotel tycoons in North America, you are the least affected, right?"

"I heard that Hilton suffered a lot of losses."

"So now they are expanding further."

"Then, I only have the entertainment and real estate industries now."

"You see, there are always choices, Isn't it? "

"I choose real estate."

"OK, no problem."

"Really?"

The golden-haired old man looked unconvinced, "I have been to Beijing and tried to find someone to form a joint venture or sole proprietorship, but the results were very unsatisfactory."

"If you want to be the first independent foreign-funded real estate development company in Beijing, then prepare money and projects."

"Wang, De, Fa..." The golden-haired old man, who was a little bit unbelievable, confirmed again, "Really? Are you not lying to me?"

"'Louis Dreyfus'."

"OK, I understand. Zhang, you should become a contemporary saint of the church."

"Fuck you, Tang."

"..."

After today's meeting, we will also provide meals. After all, communication between small groups is also very important, and government officials can also make some guiding remarks on such occasions.

It is a buffet style, and the food is quite good, but all kinds of people are blocking each other, and they all want to find out the core information.

Jin Dongfeng, Zheng Feng and others were surrounded by a crowd of people. In addition to their former colleagues and old leaders, the majority were people from the Hong Kong capital circle. Together with the foreign capital representatives, they all planned to toast Jin Dongfeng, Zheng Feng and others.

As for Murphy, Parker, Lafarge and others, they were more or less reserved.

But they were also very humble. The reason was very simple. Most of them were just "workers" and were not qualified to act as equals in front of "Dear Mr. Siegel".

The circle of foreign devils had extremely strict levels.

Zhang Haonan and Deputy Director Lian no longer had any communication, as if they had only met once.

Deputy Director Lian came out to see Zhang Haonan off, as if it was just a routine.

As for Qi Fu, who was supposed to be the "protagonist", he was completely out of his mind today. He didn't know how to end it next, because the direction of things was out of control and he couldn't control it.

Not only him, but even the Songjiang Municipal Government could not guarantee that the listing plan of "Songjiang Electric" next year would be as stuck as originally planned.

"Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang——"

Someone shouted loudly in the crowd of people seeing him off.

"Huh?"

Zhang Haonan was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see that Li Huaqian, the chairman of "Ronglu Investment", was about to rush past the security personnel.

But he was easily stopped.

"Sir, please keep a safe distance!"

Wu Taian opened his eyes wide and separated the people. At the same time, the bodyguards had formed a human wall to prevent accidents.

"Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang! Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! Mr. Zhang, please have mercy, please have mercy——"

Dong!

He actually knelt on the ground and looked at Zhang Haonan beggingly.

Dongdongdongdong...

He kowtowed repeatedly and blood stains were left on the shiny marble floor.

"Boss!"

Seeing Zhang Haonan walking back, Wu Taian hurriedly stopped him.

However, Zhang Haonan didn't care at all. He walked over with a smile and looked down at Li Huaqian who was beating his head like a garlic: "Who are you?"

"Li Huaqian, I'm Li Huaqian, Mr. Zhang, I..."

"Fuck."

Zhang Haonan interrupted him with a "national essence", and then turned around without looking back, "So it's a little punk."

"..."

"..."

Li Huaqian stayed there, and Wu Taian was speechless.

He saw that the boss was still the boss, still the simple and unpretentious psychopath.

When the motorcade left, it was rare for the police car to lead the way, and Boss Zhang also enjoyed a rare decent treatment.

From the east side of the Huangpu River, it passed through the river in a mighty manner, so lively that even the local uncles were curious whether some old cadre came back to inspect.

So after watching the news on the evening of August 2, the employees cursed more harshly than the bored uncles in the market.

Only those who were in the vortex knew that Zhang Haonan, the "mad dog", really invited "Miss Qiu" to blow up the Huangpu River. He enjoyed it, just like the twelfth month and the first month of his childhood, when he was either blowing up shit or on the way to blowing up shit.

As for who would be splashed, how could the "naughty child" know the severity?

If someone opened his mouth and caught a shrimp, maybe the "naughty child" would think that person got a bargain.

Originally, we were going to "Xijiao" for lunch. This time, we came with Deputy Director Lian and an ordinary director of an office of the State Council. We kept a low profile throughout the whole process.

However, because of a phone call, Zhang Haonan chose to eat noodles with soybean paste at "Shashi Building".

It is served in the cafeteria every day.

"If things develop to an extremely serious level, I hope you can make some appropriate public statements to boost confidence. Songjiang's equipment manufacturing industry determines the future direction of the domestic equipment manufacturing industry. Only Songjiang can do this, which is not available in other cities in China. Therefore, stability and security are the top priorities."

"Don't worry, it's impossible for them to communicate with each other now, and they are 100% fighting each other. Songjiang will not be turbulent, whether it's social, economic or political."

"Songjiang is too important. It's our most important industrial city at present. Whether the industrial energy can be radiated and spread out in the future, it needs the industrial foundation of Songjiang to support it. Other comrades will ask you some key questions later, so you don’t have to worry. "

"What can I worry about? I’m only interested in money."

"..."

The other party was silent for a while, and Zhang Haonan smiled and said, "By the way, Comrade Lao Wei secretly went to the Western Regions to give away 500 million or 600 million. Please help me scold him. A person from Shacheng who only knows how to send money out all day long, what does it look like? Please criticize him seriously. "

"Hahahahahaha..."

The call was politely terminated, and soon, another line came in.

"The figures you have found so far are slightly different from those in Yuhang. From your professional perspective, is it too high or too low?"

"How much did Yuhang find?"

"2.7 billion."

"Multiply by ten."

"Hmm?"

"Although the 'Shashi Strategy Department' calculated a little over 3 billion, this is only the change in funds within a single system in Songjiang. In fact, private capital is the mainstream this time. The funds flowing in from outside, especially those with Hong Kong company licenses, are 500 million per company on average. Liangxi alone has nearly 8 billion in funds. Although Mingzhou is not as good as Liangxi, it still has half of it, about 4 billion."

"Where do you think the media's caliber should be set?"

"3 billion, only official funds, it's better not to mention the amount of private funds, it will also be a stimulus to the people."

"Close to 30 billion in funds..."

The other party's tone was full of emotion. If this exploded, it would be the first thunder in history.

Because this is Songjiang, because it is tied to the general direction of the development of the equipment manufacturing industry.

In order to take the overall situation into consideration, a group of people may have to go to "Tilanqiao" to write some lessons or papers in a fight of this level.

However, all this is based on the limited amount of funds.

No one thought that the way to break the balance would be so simple.

Put 8 billion US dollars there, and it will be as stable as Mount Tai.

Let the bomb explode, and leave it to the "God of Wealth".

It doesn't matter how many people die, one pays one and burns for fun.

The worst case scenario is that after all the resources of the fighting parties are exhausted, they are all sold to Zhang.

The meat will eventually rot in the pot.

And Zhang Haonan's "tiger down the mountain", all hyenas and wild boars will die!

"Regarding the global business of Songjiang Electric, are you interested in taking over?"

"No."

"After the storm, confidence still needs to be supported."

"Five percent or a few percent of the shares, there is still time to sign the contract next year."

"In your opinion, should the property rights project entrustment agreement of Songjiang United Property Exchange be revised on the existing basis?"

"There are still people in Songjiang who are in charge. This is the business of the Songjiang Municipal Government. I have no say."

"Then we'll check with Yuhang later."

"No problem."

After the phone call, Zhang Haonan felt relieved.

There was no need to call Yuhang, because it was a political matter, and he could get involved, but he never did.

Unless it was a big meeting, then his way of getting involved was usually to curse Gong Yin's ancestors in Guangling.

"Zhang's rap" or "Zhang's rap", the classic Yangtze River singing style, the old Yangtze River rap music...

While Zhang Haonan was eating noodles in the cafeteria, a quarrel broke out in multiple offices in the courtyard next to the People's Park, and things were obviously out of control.

"The first thing to do now is to recover the funds!"

"The first batch of 500 million yuan of funds for the highway toll project has been deposited, and the subsequent 2 billion yuan has also been deposited in the bank. If you want to recover it, unless..."

Speaking of this, Qi Fu's forehead was already sweating. He didn't dare to wipe the sweat off his forehead and hurriedly said, "The funds in the current public account must not be moved. We can only find a way to borrow from the private sector. Li Huaqian still has some financing channels, which can fill the 2.5 billion hole first."

"Do you have a way?"

"Yes, 'Songjiang Automobile' can think of a way, I will go there later. City."

"How much can it be?"

"It's hard to say, but there are still 300 to 500 million. Then find a way to collect it, and use one or two years to digest it, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Do you think the 'Wusong Steel Plant' is feasible?"

"Hmm..."

Hearing this suggestion, Qi Fu thought about it seriously, and then nodded slightly, "It's indeed a good idea, but Wusong District may not cooperate."

"There is always a way."

Having said that, Qi Fu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He never expected that Zhang Haonan, who killed so many people in Lingxi Province, would come to Songjiang to drop a big bomb without going home.

The power of this bomb is much more terrifying than any "Brescia Candy".

He didn't know what would happen to him in the end, but one thing was certain, someone might jump into the Huangpu River tonight, and he didn't know how many people there were.

Wait and see tomorrow's newspaper.