Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Jiang Xiaobai reported his address, and Wang Yongdong took a note of it and hung up the phone.

Then I called the deputy general manager while packing my things.

At the same time, I made arrangements for the trip, but after thinking about it, I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t reported it to the leader yet.

Looking at the time, it's already past ten o'clock in the evening. Maybe the leaders have taken a rest at this time.

But after gritting his teeth, Wang Yongdong decided not to wait for tomorrow, but to make this call tonight to ask for instructions.

After a while, the deputy general manager arrived, and the two set off overnight to ask for instructions from their leaders. When they arrived in the capital, they had a clear target.

Alas, it's all because Jiang Xiaobai moved too fast. It's only been so long, but he has already invited people over. The matter has been settled, and the plane can fly over at any time.

I don’t know whether to inform myself in advance so that I can be prepared, or to say hello to the leader in advance and prepare.

But if you think about it, with just a few clicks, four Tu-154s will be able to take off from Moscow and land at Shuangliu Airport within a few hours.

Thinking about this makes people's adrenaline surge and make them excited.

The other side hung up the phone, and Jiang Xiaobai and Mou Qizhong talked about the situation on the phone just now.

Being able to have four Tu-154s take off from Moscow and land at Shuangliu Airport within a few hours is of course Jiang Xiaobai's boast.

Not to mention that Anderson would never agree to fly over four planes at once. Even if he agreed, the planes would not be able to enter the border without approval from the relevant departments.

This is why when discussing this step with Anderson and others, you need to contact Sichuan Airlines. These approvals and the like need to be handled by Sichuan Airlines.

Of course, Sichuan Airlines cannot be involved in the early stage. How can a second-rate dealer let the buyer participate before the negotiation is concluded.

Of course, even with Sichuan Airlines' current strength, if they were allowed to participate, they would not have the strength to stop it.

Ask them to organize tens of millions of goods, they simply don't have the ability.

But Jiang Xiaobai still tried his best to follow the rules and didn't give anyone a chance.

Now that things have been settled, of course it’s time for Sichuan Airlines to get involved.

"Okay, then we'll wait for Sichuan Airlines to come over for the next few days. Then we'll talk to Sichuan Airlines. Once the matter is settled, we'll ship the goods. Canned goods first."

Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Okay, no problem." Mou Qizhong nodded. This is the best arrangement. If they ship the goods here, the plane from the north will fly over.

After flying here, they can sell it to Sichuan Airlines, which is equivalent to making money without paying a penny.

There is a time difference in between. One shipment is sent to Moscow, one train takes one week, and not much goods can be loaded.

It only takes a few hours to fly to China.

When the plane arrives, Jiang Xiaobai and others can sell them and use the money to deliver the goods.

The advance payment was for the first shipment of goods, which was guaranteed by a strong company and allowed all factories to send the goods to the capital.

It seems like a multi-billion dollar business, but it actually uses very little capital.

"Okay, then we will just wait for the arrival of Sichuan Airlines. Tomorrow we will take Anderson and others to climb the Great Wall and appreciate some of the majesty of the Great Wall..."

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

Early the next morning, when they arrived at the Badaling Great Wall, Jiang Xiaobai and Mou Qizhong took turns as tour guides to explain cultural traditions, spiritual inheritance, and historical vicissitudes to several people.

An evocative history, a legacy of spiritual civilization, and a fire that has been passed down through the ages...

Needless to say, the eloquence of Jiang Xiaobai and Mou Qizhong was so great that Anderson and others were filled with enthusiasm after listening to it all morning.

But Song Xin's mouth was dry and she was tired of translating. She translated on both ends, plus thinking about some uncommon words.

Li Longquan handed the mineral water on his phone to Song Xin and looked at Mou Qizhong, who was walking not far away and talking nonstop.

"It makes sense that they can succeed and make a lot of money, right?" Li Longquan said with emotion.

This kind of eloquence is simply not something that ordinary people can achieve, and when he talks, he is also interspersed with many prospects for the future.

Mou Qizhong prefers the transformation and reform of the entire country, while Jiang Xiaobai prefers the change of the world through science and technology.

Each one sounds exciting.

"Yes, the boss is really not something that ordinary people can be." Song Xin nodded, feeling the same.

She felt exhausted even if she was asked to translate. If she was asked to organize the language to say so much, she would definitely not be able to say it.

And thinking more about the future is not something she can imagine.

On the other side, Wang Yongdong and Deputy Manager Liu had arrived at the hotel where Jiang Xiaobai was staying.

They arrived in the capital by taking another airline's flight at Shuangliu Airport early in the morning.

Their Sichuan Airlines company has no routes to the capital yet.

"Lao Liu, if this Tu-154 aircraft can be introduced this time, we will mainly fly routes to Beijing and strive to open routes to Beijing. If it is not possible, Sichuan Airlines will fly branch routes instead of main routes."

Wang Yongdong stood in front of the hotel door, smoking a cigarette, looking at the traffic flowing not far away and said.

At this time, there are many more cars in Beijing than in previous years.

Of course, the most popular ones are bicycles and motorcycles, and motorcycles are now becoming the mainstream.

"Well, the first route to be opened is the Beijing route. We Sichuan Airlines people are so anxious to come to Beijing that we actually need to fly with other airlines. It is simply a joke."

Old Liu nodded in agreement. Shuangliu Airport has flights to Beijing, but they are flown by other airlines, not Sichuan Airlines.

The two were smoking cigarettes while chatting about the future development of Sichuan Airlines.

"Hey, where did Jiang Xiaobai and Mou Qizhong go, and why haven't they come back yet?" As he said that, Wang Yongdong looked at the time and saw that it was almost noon, and he couldn't help but said anxiously.

"Lao Wang, didn't you tell them on the phone yesterday when we would arrive today? It's been all morning, and you didn't even have a bite to eat when you got off the plane!" Lao Liu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out.

"I told you that I would arrive this morning," Wang Yongdong said.

"This is leaving us here." Old Liu said with some dissatisfaction.

"Forget it, maybe someone has something to do."

Wang Yongdong waved his hand and said: "Don't complain for a while, in case someone comes back and hears it."

"Well, I know, they have goods now, and we are the ones asking for help. People are under the roof and have to bow their heads." Old Liu complained again, but what he said was the truth.

At this time, the Tu154 aircraft was relatively popular among many domestic airlines.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. If it doesn't work, we will go to eat first and come back after eating." Wang Yongdong said.