Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

At eleven o'clock that night, Jiang Xiaobai represented Huaqing Holding Company, Mou Qizhong represented Nande Company, and Wang Yongdong represented Sichuan Airlines.

The three companies signed a sales intention contract. Huaqing Holding Company and Nande Company paid 445 million and 5% of the shares of Sichuan Airlines.

Sold four jointly owned Tu154 aircraft to Sichuan Airlines.

There were no professional legal personnel at the scene. It was just Zhao Xiaojin and Feng Lun who discussed and made a simple intention contract.

By the time everything was done, it was already 11:30 in the evening. Mou Qizhong called the chef in the hotel restaurant to prepare two dishes, and everyone drank a bottle of wine to celebrate.

The master was unwilling at first because it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, but after Feng Lun handed over a red envelope of 500 yuan.

Immediately his attitude changed. He happily called out to Boss Mou and Boss Feng, and then called out to the two apprentices.

It doesn't matter if it's late or not, he is considered a great chef, but it only costs more than two hundred yuan a month. This five hundred yuan is equivalent to two months' salary of his.

But copying two dishes is nothing, it doesn’t take much effort.

Five hundred yuan, an apprentice shared fifty yuan, and he immediately became very happy.

It took three people more than 20 minutes to fry six vegetables. Of course, most of the ingredients were ready-made, so they could fry it so fast, but it was not too slow. With some cooked food and canned food, the total was considered Ordered ten dishes.

Jiang Xiaobai, Zhao Xiaojin, Song Xin, Mou Qizhong, Feng Lun, Li Longquan, Wang Yongdong, plus some people from Sichuan Airlines, a total of more than ten people sat at the same table without sitting apart.

We had dinner at six or seven in the afternoon, and it was now past twelve o'clock. Everyone was hungry, and the sleepiness could be overcome, but it was really uncomfortable to be hungry in the middle of the night.

Now that the food has arrived, everyone is not polite and wants to eat first. Eat first.

The person with the highest official position sitting here is Wang Yongdong. He is not a person who cares about ostentation. Of course, he cannot care about Sichuan Airlines given their conditions.

Tonight is said to be a celebration, but actually everyone is hungry at this time.

So everyone started eating without even drinking a glass of wine. When the food was almost done, everyone raised their glasses and drank.

Then they just ate and drank on their own. Occasionally, everyone's eyes met and they held wine glasses to signal for a drink.

"Director Xiaobai, if the leader approves this tomorrow and we sign the contract, when can the plane fly back?"

Wang Yongdong ate until he was seven-tenths full, and then asked while holding a glass of wine and drinking.

"Come." Jiang Xiaobai came over with the wine glass, touched it gently with Wang Yongdong, and took a sip.

Then he said: "You can do it at any time. As soon as the contract is signed, we can do it at any time. The key is that we apply with the superiors and don't let foreign planes fly over and cause us misunderstandings."

"Don't worry, as long as the departure time is confirmed, I will apply immediately with the superiors, and there will be no problem." Wang Yongdong assured, patting his chest.

"Then there will be no problem. After the contract is signed, you can apply with the superior. Once the application is processed, I will fly to the country."

Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Okay, okay, are four planes flying over at once?" Wang Yongdong cheered excitedly, then suddenly thought of something, and asked quickly.

“Four planes flew here at once, can Sichuan Airlines handle it?

Besides, this is unrealistic. Our domestic train to Moscow is once a week. I don’t know how long it will take to transport these goods. Why would anyone be willing to fly four planes over directly? . "

Jiang Xiaobai said, and Wang Yongdong nodded, which is true.

"How many planes can fly over?"

"I'll discuss it with the other party tomorrow and try to fly two over first."

"Okay, just two." Wang Yongdong looked uninterested.

Jiang Xiaobai was unhappy. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't want to, Mr. Wang, we will discuss it again. It won't be a problem."

"What are you talking about?" Wang Yongdong smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Wang, remember to prepare the deposit."

"How much?" Wang Yongdong was stunned for a moment, and then asked.

"Five million isn't much, right?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Not much, but can it be less?" Wang Yongdong said with a grimace.

"Three million, not a penny less. When the contract is signed tomorrow, the deposit will be transferred to our company account." Jiang Xiaobai said helplessly.

"Okay," Wang Yongdong stopped bargaining.

"When the plane arrives, go to the bank for a mortgage as soon as possible, and then settle the payment for the two planes with us."

Jiang Xiaobai added that although Sichuan Airlines is a state-owned enterprise, it has no money. However, once the plane arrives, it can be used as collateral for a loan, and it can be repaid slowly.

Since the superior leaders have approved it, the loan is definitely not a problem.

"Don't be so anxious, you will deliver the goods..."

Before Wang Yongdong finished speaking, Jiang Xiaobai interrupted.

"What happens to us? That's our business. They just gave us the plane for free. Can we still give it to you, Sichuan Airlines, for free?

And to be honest, the country won’t open up to our private enterprises in the aviation field. Otherwise, I would have done it myself.

You may even get your turn to buy an airplane. "

Jiang Xiaobai said, Wang Yongdong nodded, but secretly cursed in his heart, he was so ambitious.

You still want to play in our aviation field, bah, if this had been done a few years earlier, how could your private enterprises have done anything?

I don’t have any rights. I have let them go in the past two years. Make some money and get excited.

Wang Yongdong muttered in his heart, but he knew that Jiang Xiaobai was right.

If Huaqing Holdings really enters the aviation field, Sichuan Airlines may not be able to compete.

Several people were chatting and drinking. Everyone was happy that such a big deal was done.

Although Wang Yongdong would ask his superiors for instructions tomorrow morning, Jiang Xiaobai knew that Wang Yongdong should be sure of it, otherwise he would not agree.

They drank one cup after another without saying hello loudly, but none of them drank less.

After having enough wine and food, the group of people dispersed. The little secretary Zhao Xiaojin had two drinks and her face was flushed.

"How about you help me take him back?" Song Xin asked, holding Zhao Xiaojin and looking at Jiang Xiaobai with a half-smile.

Jiang Xiaobai's face darkened, and he frowned and said, "What are you talking about? What nonsense are you talking about? If Xiaojin hears it, what will they think? Who do you think I am?"

"Look, you're just kidding, you're not funny." Song Xin curled her lips, helped Zhao Xiaojin and turned around to leave.