Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 820 834 [Separate action] Part [-]
Song Zhichao stayed at the hotel, in the room——
In the bedroom, Fu Qingying had already fallen asleep.Pregnant women seem to be particularly lethargic, and Fu Qingying is the same. The heroic, domineering and ruthless rich lady in the past has become a completely different person during her pregnancy. one person.

Originally, she didn't like pig's feet the least, so she asked Song Zhichao to get her a portion of braised pig's feet not long ago.

This is Tokyo, Japan, not Hong Kong. It is conceivable how much effort Song Zhichao has put in to get this pig's foot.

Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong drove all the "Chinatowns" around Tokyo overnight, and finally bought a delicious "braised pork knuckle" at eleven o'clock in the evening.

To tell the truth, Song Zhichao felt that this "unattractive" stewed pig's knuckle was even sharper than Concubine Yang's lychee. He was "a concubine laughing on a ride in the world of mortals", while he was "a plate of pig's knuckles laughing at Miss Fu".

Pregnant women are unreasonable, they will change their eating habits and become unreasonable. In this respect, Fu Qingying is pretty good, at least what she changed was only her eating habits, not to the point of being unreasonable.

Song Zhichao stood at the head of the bed, silently looking at Fu Qingying who had just fallen asleep, combed her slightly messy hair with his hands, took out a thin space quilt, and gently covered her body, and then took the remote control of the air conditioner After adjusting the temperature to the most appropriate degree, he gently closed the door and left the bedroom.

……

In the living room outside——
The lights were bright, as Song Zhichao's Royal Counsel specially brought from Hong Kong, Bi Wenfeng was sorting out materials with a Japanese lawyer.

Seeing Song Zhichao coming out, Bi Wenfeng said a few words in English to the Japanese lawyer, and the lawyer bowed politely to Song Zhichao again, then stepped back and left.

It has to be said that Song Zhichao appreciates this kind of etiquette of the Japanese, and it makes people feel very comfortable, even though these etiquettes are hypocritical in nature.

After the Japanese lawyer left, Song Zhichao asked Bi Wenfeng, "How are the materials prepared?"

Bi Wenfeng showed Song Zhichao the document that had just been sorted out, and said, "It's almost done, this is a draft document, please see if there is anything to be revised."

Song Zhichao picked up the document and looked it over carefully, asked a few questions, and then handed it back to Bi Wenfeng, with one hand in his pocket and a cigarette between his pockets, and said: "These chaebol groups are old and cunning, and the contents of the document have not been sorted out. If you don’t pay attention, you will be caught by them.”

Bi Wenfeng nodded, "But if you want to exchange technology for their semiconductor raw materials, no matter how you look at it, you will be the one who suffers."

Song Zhichao smiled: "In this world, there is no permanent loss, nor is there any permanent gain, only the change of time."

Bi Wenfeng: "You mean..."

"There are so many core technologies in mobile phones. Now we only need to throw out some unpopular technologies that will soon be replaced as bait, in exchange for the support of their three resources. In terms of long-term interests, we are the winners. Song Zhichao took a deep puff of the cigarette, and the smoke was lingering, covering his handsome face.

"What's more, the three of them are bound to bite dogs now. Whoever gets our technical support will be able to gain the upper hand in the mobile phone market. Now they are the ones who have a headache. They are all guessing what conditions each other will offer us as opponents. .”

Bi Wenfeng nodded: "Sony mobile phones have a certain share in the global market, Sharp mobile phones are relatively sharp in Japan, and the weakest is Toshiba, a subsidiary of the Mitsui Group..."

Song Zhichao looked at Bi Wenfeng and smiled: "You mean that Mitsui Group will offer the highest price?"

Bi Wenfeng: "If they have ambitions for the mobile phone market, they will!"

Song Zhichao found the ashtray, flicked the ash lightly, and said with a smile, "But Masao Mitsui is notoriously stubborn."

"Isn't it his grandson Yasuo Mitsui who came into contact with you? A person who is unwilling to be mediocre and wants to return to the Mitsui Group is definitely a good chess piece that can be used." Bi Wenfeng said.

"It's a pity that Master Mitsui's personality is not very good. Neither his grandfather nor other shareholders of the group want to see him." Song Zhichao scratched his left eyebrow with his tail finger while holding a cigarette.

"Then shall we help him?" Bi Wenfeng asked suddenly.

Song Zhichao chuckled, "Then do as you want, after all, Master Mitsui is also a very cute person, without him, no one would give me Tokyo real estate worth [-] million for nothing—oh yes, it seems that we are staying here This hotel also has his shares, remember to get a VIP card when you leave, and let the front desk get a [-]% discount."

Bi Wenfeng: "..."

Seeing Bi Wenfeng's bewildered expression, Song Zhichao said helplessly, "Your boss is poor—don't look at bringing [-] billion here, you know that's a scare, and now you want to spend every penny."

Bi Wenfeng could only smile wryly when he heard the words. Song Zhichao was right about one thing. The so-called "[-] billion" is actually a cover. The real Song Zhichao would not be able to spend that much money, otherwise he wouldn't be beating around the bush to compete with Japan's Big Three. The consortium "talks about conditions" and "exchanges technology for materials".

……

After discussing the matter here, Song Zhichao crushed the cigarette he was holding into a petal-shaped red crystal ashtray, and asked Bi Wenfeng, "Where are those guys in Hong Kong starting to act?"

Bi Wenfeng nodded: "It's already started - since you brought [-] billion to Japan to single out the three major consortiums, there has been movement from HSBC and Citibank."

Song Zhichao smiled slightly: "Where's the old fox of Soros, he won't stand still?"

Bi Wenfeng: "You also said that he is an old fox. Of course, others have to do the charge. He hides behind and waits for the opportunity, just like a poisonous snake, ready to bite us hard when we are most difficult."

Song Zhichao narrowed his eyes and flashed a hint of coldness, "Since we have to hit seven inches to catch a poisonous snake—then we have to act weaker, and the poisonous snake will crawl out only when it is dying..."

"You mean..."

Song Zhichao interrupted Bi Wenfeng's speculation: "Let's all start to act—Japan and Hong Kong are going on both sides at the same time. I don't want to delay these shitty things any longer." After speaking, his eyes became extremely sinister.

Bi Wenfeng couldn't help shivering, not because of Song Zhichao's sinister eyes, but because of his next actions.

Because as the person closest to Song Zhichao, he will know how big Song Zhichao's game is this time. Not only the three major consortiums in Japan, the two major banks in Hong Kong, but also the British Empire as a bystander.

The wind is surging.

Bi Wenfeng is looking forward to the next battle.

Life and death, recreate the world!
This is the hero!
(End of this chapter)