Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1064 1081 [Mutual Calculation] Part [-]

Chapter 1064 1081 [Mutual Calculation] Part [-]
on the road at night,
Inside the rolling Rolls-Royce—
Koo Ben-moo, chairman of South Korea's LG, smiled and said to Song Zhichao who was sitting next to him: "President Song, Ming people don't say dark words. In fact, I, like Samsung's chairman Lee Kun-hee, hope to get your investment."

The corner of Song Zhichao's mouth curled up, and he looked at Gu Benmao, as if he didn't expect this old guy to be so straightforward. The two of them just sat down, and they went straight to the topic before their buttocks were warmed up.

"President Gu is really quick to speak!"

"I know that Chairman Samsung must have offered a very good deal. If Chairman Song doesn't mind, can you tell me?" That's how Koo Benmao does business. He doesn't like to go around in circles. He likes to go straight to the point and attack directly.

"Chairman Gu is interested, of course I don't mind." Song Zhichao smiled and said: "30 million or [-] billion, this is the investment that Chairman Li hopes to get; as for the price, he asked me to choose one of Samsung's subsidiaries." like……"

Gu Benmao's eyes shrank suddenly, like a needle glow, and he said inscrutablely: "The water in Samsung is very deep!"

Its meaning is self-explanatory.

He believed that Song Zhichao was a smart person and would definitely understand the meaning of his words.

Song Zhichao looked unconcerned, and said, "The water is deep and the water is shallow, and you will only know after wading through it—but I still want to thank President Gu for reminding me."

"Hehe, President Song is too polite! You are young and promising, and you are a guest when you come to Korea. We Koreans have always been hospitable, so there is no reason to let guests suffer." Gu Benmao smiled slightly, "Of course, if President Song is right If our LG company is interested, we can also cooperate... In short, our LG company, and I myself are full of sincerity to Chairman Song!"

Song Zhichao laughed, "Since Chairman Gu said so, then I think LG's name should also be written on the investment project!"

"Hahaha! Looking forward to our cooperation!" Gu Benmao reached out to Song Zhichao immediately after achieving his goal.

Song Zhichao shook his hand, "I also hope that we can cooperate happily!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of hearty laughter in the car.

……

When it comes to enthusiasm, Chairman Koo Bon-moo of LG is absolutely enthusiastic.

Accompanied by him, he personally asked the driver to take Song Zhichao to the vicinity of "Lunxian Cave".

Song Zhichao was embarrassed to ask someone to send him to the gate. After all, the other party was a famous Korean chaebol, so he got off the car about 500 meters away from his home.

Song Zhichao waved goodbye to President Gu Benmoo before turning around and walking towards the door.

At this moment, it was just past nine o'clock in the evening.

Occasionally, there are some roadside stalls that are common in Korea.

Build a simple plastic shed, and there are a few people sitting in it, some office workers and some gangsters with nothing to do, drinking sake, eating hot and sour cakes, or roasting pig skin, talking loudly, not moving at all." "West Eight" comes and "West Eight" goes.

Seeing this scene, Song Zhichao seemed to have returned to Hong Kong.

Is this scene similar to the night market in Hong Kong?

Looking at the cooking pot with billowing white smoke and the nimble aunt, Song Zhichao couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, remembering the "Yong Kee Shabu Fish Ball" in Sham Shui Po, Hong Kong, and the "Fried Fat Sausage" in Xinjinyuan.

Song Zhichao went all the way.

In front, a drunk man was pouring water on the electric pole, his body swaying.At this moment, a police car came over, and a South Korean policeman got off, grabbed the drunk man and refused to let him go, saying that it was a disorder in the public area, and he could not defecate anywhere like this.

Then the two quarreled, and the drunk man shook his fist at the policeman. One could imagine the consequences. The drunk man was knocked to the ground by the policeman, handcuffed, then pushed into the police car, honking the horn and leaving.

Song Zhichao shook his head, sure enough, it's the same everywhere.

……

Slowly, I returned to the small Korean courtyard where I lived.

Song Zhichao knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Song Zhichao frowned, and was about to knock on the door again, when he heard the sound of trotting footsteps coming from inside, and he paused in front of the door, one could imagine that the people inside were looking out through cat eyes.

Then, with a creak, the door opened, and the little nanny Jin Sanshun, who had just been taken in by Song Zhichao, had her hair tied behind her head with a hairpin, her big black eyes gleaming, and her little face was flushed.

At this moment, she was wearing a casual dress for work, rolled up her trouser legs, showing her white and tender calves, and she was wearing a pair of cotton slippers under her feet, and she was holding a feather duster in her hand. It seemed that she was cleaning just now.

"Master President, you are back!" Jin Sanshun hurriedly bowed to Song Zhichao.

If Song Zhichao hadn't been in Japan, he might not be used to this kind of etiquette, so he could only nod his head and say, "Open the door soon, I've been knocking on the door for a long time."

"I'm sorry, Chairman!" Jin Sanshun paled, "I didn't pay attention just now—I'm so sorry!" He bowed fiercely to Song Zhichao again.

Song Zhichao: "..."

I was too lazy to say anything, and went straight into the courtyard.

The little nanny Jin Sanshun hurriedly closed the door behind him, then stepped forward to help Song Zhichao open the door, bent down to hand over the slippers, stood up and helped Song Zhichao take his coat.

Song Zhichao was used to being served by others when he was in Hong Kong before, so he was calm about Jin Sanshun's considerate service.

Taking off his leather shoes and putting on slippers; taking off his suit jacket and tie, Song Zhichao sat down on the sofa, feeling very comfortable.

At this time, Jin Sanshun had already entered the room and brought out hangover soup, handed it to Song Zhichao himself, and said, "Master Chairman, I'll help you bathe with water."

Song Zhichao nodded, put his legs on the coffee table, took a few sips of hangover soup in a small bowl, and then realized that the TV was on, and the Hong Kong disc "The True Colors of a Hero" was playing.

Young Koreans in this era adore Hong Kong stars, especially heroes like "Little Ma".

It seemed that this little girl, Jin Sanshun, was no exception. She dug out such a disc from nowhere, and secretly hid in the room to watch it.

Maybe she was watching a disc when she knocked on the door just now, so she didn't hear it.

Thinking of this, Song Zhichao felt a little upset.

He bowed, took the remote control and wanted to reach out to turn off the TV. After thinking for a while, he got up and walked over, opened the drawer under the TV, and sure enough, it was filled with all kinds of colorful Hong Kong disc.

After thinking about it, Song Zhichao understood that it must be when he asked Quan Wulie to help him buy furniture, but this rough-looking guy carefully prepared so many Hong Kong movies for him—so as not to feel lonely in a foreign country . .

Song Zhichao looked through those movies, including Chow Yun-fat's "Across the World", Stephen Chow's "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance", Andy Lau's "Carmen in Mong Kok", and Jackie Chan's "Flying Eagle Project" and so on.

When Song Zhichao was about to close the drawer, he saw a disc --- "Uncle Zombie" starring Lin Zhengying.

Song Zhichao suddenly became interested, he took out the disc and put it away.

Song Zhichao had watched this movie many times in his previous life, and he knew which part was the scariest and best to watch, so he used the shortcut key to switch directly to that part.

At this time, Jin Sanshun was helping Song Zhichao out of the bathroom after draining the water. Seeing that Song Zhichao had finished drinking the soup in the bowl, he asked if he wanted another bowl for you?
Song Zhichao nodded.

Jin Sanshun picked up the small bowl, and when she turned around, she happened to see the zombie showing its fangs on the TV, looking horrifying. She yelled "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

Song Zhichao glared at her: "What's all the fuss about?"

Jin Sanshun hurriedly bent down, knelt on the ground to pick up the debris, and didn't dare to speak, but he couldn't help trembling when he heard the ghosts and wolves howling behind him, Song Zhichao didn't want Jin Sanshun to be so timid.

I watched "The True Colors of a Hero" just now, and there were swords and swords in it, and the gun battle at the end was even more violent, and I didn't see her scared.

Aside from being funny, seeing Jin Sanshun trembling from time to time, Song Zhichao felt a strange feeling in his heart. The trace of anger accumulated because Jin Sanshun opened the door too late was released involuntarily and disappeared.

"Okay, this is a movie, and it's not real, so there's nothing to be afraid of!" Song Zhichao picked up the remote control, and turned off the TV with a snap.

Jin Sanshun knelt on the ground and suddenly apologized to Song Zhichao: "I'm sorry, President, I was not cleaning just now, I was secretly watching a DVD... I didn't know you were back... Please forgive me, please don't fire me! "

After saying this, Jin Sanshun lowered his head and his shoulders twitched, as if he was crying.

Song Zhichao frowned again: "Don't cry! When did I say I was going to fire you?"

Kim Sam Soon is still crying.

Song Zhichao became angry again: "Don't cry anymore, if you cry again, I will really fire you! You know, I hate crying women the most!"

Jin Sanshun raised his head sharply, wiped his tearful eyes, tried to hold back, his cheeks were puffed up, and he bit his lip, trying not to cry out like a frightened little white rabbit.

Song Zhichao: "..."

Looking at her like this——
He waved his hands helplessly: "Okay, you'd better cry!"

(End of this chapter)

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