My 1979

Man, it's strange sometimes. When he has a playful attitude, there's nothing he can care about anymore. He only cares about He Fang and the child in her belly now, and only cares about his parents, brothers and sisters at home.

He is young and rich now, and has no extra hobbies. If he doesn't have some fun, he will feel bored.

At one stage, he had a bunch of trademarks in his hands, hoping to cause trouble for others, but he was a little disappointed when they didn't come to file a lawsuit with him.

"Mr. Li, my man is still in the hospital." Xiaoxiaoquan really suffered a big blow this time. He touched the teeth at the corner of his mouth and they seemed to be a little loose.

"Haha, why are you panicking?" Li He still smiled unkindly and said, "Place the person in a good place. Comfort where he needs to be comforted and compensate where he needs to be compensated."

"What about Mr. Li?"

"Mr. Yu is here to help you. What are you worried about?" Li He said with certainty. How could Liu Daxiong, who came out to hang out, not know that all the speakers were with Yu Dehua? He suddenly asked, "What is Mr. Yu?" mean?"

As the saying goes, beat a dog to see its master. Liu Daxiong obviously didn't take Yu Dehua seriously.

Even if Li He doesn't fight Liu Daxiong, according to Yu Dehua's temperament, he will never swallow this breath. Although this guy is currently experiencing some difficulties, he is always cheered and supported wherever he goes.

"Mr. Yu said to wait for him to come back. Let's clean up the other party's place first." Although Xiao Xiaoquan got Yu Dehua's guarantee, he still felt uneasy. He knew Liu Daxiong's power very well, and he wouldn't have the courage if Yu Dehua didn't come back to support him. Now that he sees that Big Boss has such close contacts with Goldman Sachs, he should not be afraid of Liu Daxiong, so he is counting on Li He to support him.

Li He thought for a while and said, "Then we'll do what Mr. Yu wants. Find the place first. Don't we need money to borrow people and horses? I have the final say on this money and I will let Mr. Yu pay it."

The expansion of Xiaoxiaoquan's power will also be beneficial to Li He, and he has no reason not to help. Rich but not powerful, he is a three-legged cow, unable to stand firmly!

Not long after, Shen Daoru also came over and laughed out loud when he saw the speaker like this, which made the speaker even more embarrassed.

Shen Daoru's meaning was very clear. He said, "You guys, Xiami, find the place first. Liu Daxiong waits for Lao Yu to come back and let him deal with it himself."

He has the strength and confidence to deal with Liu Daxiong, but the speakers are all Yu Dehua's, so it is still inconvenient for him to come forward, which will make Yu Dehua look bad.

"Then I'll leave first." Xiaoxiao got the guarantee from the two people, and then he left with confidence.

After all the speakers left, Shen Daoru said, "Old Yu has gone too far this time. Basically, he has completely offended the textile industry in Hong Kong and Southeast Asia."

"How can you do business without offending others?" Li He said disapprovingly. The so-called making money by being harmonious is just a fantasy. How can you be harmonious if you want to make a fortune in business? The law of survival in the business world is the law of the jungle.

This time, in order to cooperate with large-scale foreign trade exports, the clothing, shoes and hats owned by Yu Dehua Group's Jinlu Group reduced prices by 20% across the board. Relying on price wars, the price monopoly in the global textile industry was basically defeated.

Not to mention, Hong Kong's local textile industry alone has been on the verge of bankruptcy in recent years, and Yu Dehua's final blow has left them with no strength to even struggle.

People like Ge Liangyu no longer dared to say harsh words, so they followed suit and set up factories in the mainland.

Li He's strategy is very clear. The first goal of Deer Group is to become the top spot in the world's textile industry. To be the leader, one must be ruthless. Slowly move from low-end to high-end, and for low-end industries, price war is the only way out. If you don't kill your opponents with cabbage prices, talking about service, quality, management, and after-sales are all castles in the air.

Chinese people often can only get a small piece of machinery in exchange for a train of leather clothes. Li He has nothing to do with his heartache. There is no use in pity and sadness. It is necessary to work hard first.

Only when the industrial chain of China's light industry is slowly established can we talk about accumulation and innovation.

Otherwise, I would just stand and talk without back pain.

But at this time, he was apologetic to Dehua. He was hiding in the back and looking carefree and happy, while Yu Dehua was in front of him, so he could only comfort himself, which would help Dehua lose weight.

Seeing Li Heye's tough attitude, Shen Daoru was speechless. He just continued, "Huang Bingxin proposed to change the name of Conian Bank."

"Change the name?" Li He also felt that the name of Conian Bank was a bit tacky, so he asked, "Does he have a good name?"

"Huitong Bank?"

Li He shook his head, "More tacky."

"What do you mean?"

"Call it the Commercial Bank." Li He remembered that there seemed to be such a bank during the Beiyang Republic of China, but later it was just an empty stand. Originally he wanted to call it Minsheng Bank, but this is the object he wants to invest in in the future. If he can't find it by then, he will cry to death. Therefore, to be on the safe side, there is nothing wrong with calling China Commercial Bank.

"Commercial Bank?" Shen Daoru smacked it in his mouth several times before confirming, "This is a good name."

The name of the Commercial Bank was thus decided.

That night, Li He saw on TV news that there was a group conflict on Bolan Street. There were no guns and ammunition, no so-called machetes and daggers. There were only two groups of people chasing each other with sticks and wooden sticks. Passion is palpable.

After the police arrived, the two groups dispersed.

He was a little disappointed with the speakers.

What about the promised underworld fight?

Everything in the movie is a lie!

The next day, Speaker came happily. He said, "We smashed the bars, nightclubs, and gambling stalls on Bolan Street to pieces!"

He said it very proudly.

"Is anyone dead?" Li He asked still unwilling to give up.

Everyone was stunned for a moment before saying, "Mr. Li, Hong Kong is a society governed by the rule of law. If someone dies, the problem will be huge."

Li He almost choked on the tea he just put into his mouth.

A gangster talks to him about the rule of law!

He must have met a fake gangster!

"Mr. Yu, when will you be back?"

Speaker Quan said, "Just these few days."

"good."

Li He was going to sit down and watch the show, but Yu Dehua was a man of revenge.

However, he couldn't do nothing. He had already asked Shen Daoru to raise funds, and he had to let Yu Dehua toss the listed company in Liu Daxiong's hands several times before he could finish it.

He Fang was getting more and more sleepy. She blamed the bad weather here. She said, "The summer in the Northeast is called refreshing."

Li He coaxed, "Then just go to sleep."

She shook her head and said, "Sleeping every day is not like becoming a pig."

Her eyelids were fighting, and she insisted on sitting in a chair instead of going to sleep.

In her opinion, only lazy people take a nap.

Li He said, "It has nothing to do with whether you are lazy or not. This is why you are pregnant."

He Fang said, "No, it is not good to develop the habit of taking a nap. There are only so many hours in a day, so it would be a pity to sleep."

"Then you have nothing to do just sitting there?"

He Fang pointed to a book on the table and said, "I haven't finished it after reading it for half a month, and there is no one left."

As for Li He, seeing that she didn't want to sleep, he could only sit and chat with her.

He once suspected that his wife was suffering from prenatal depression. Sometimes she was happy and sometimes she looked sad, but no matter what, he had to be careful to coax her.

He Fang suffered from pregnancy, and he also suffered from it. Every day, he was next to that white and limp body. He had nowhere to use his strength, not to mention how frustrated he was. I can only hope day and night that this child will come out soon.