Rebirth 79: I opened a bank in the United States

Chapter 310 A Story About a Bright Future

"Before I say why I came up with the idea of ​​investing in China, I would like to ask Mr. Liu a question, what do you think investment is?"

"I don't understand this. My father is an ordinary urban worker and has never done business. But I think, is using the current investment to gamble on the future harvest?"

Mr. Liu looked a little embarrassed when he saw Carter's generous answer.The differences in personalities and ideas between Chinese and American students made him ponder.
"That's right, that's the underlying logic. Therefore, the source of every investment decision comes from a story that tells a bright future."

"Oh?"

"Hahaha, if you have a project now, Mr. Liu, and you want me to invest in you. Then, what will you tell me? You tell me the technical parameters, but I can't understand at all. So, you have to tell me about the application Prospects, right? That is to say, tell me, what can the current situation be changed after the technology you newly research is completed? And then brag about it on this basis, such as how advanced your project is, and if it succeeds, what will it give you? how much we bring in return"

"Then I heard, hey! It seems that there are so many possibilities, didn't the idea arise?"

Carter laughed, and suddenly pointed to the street scene of Macon City outside the car window:

"This is Macon, the closest big city to the hometown I grew up in. But you see, this is already our larger city in Georgia, but the pedestrians on the road, right?"

"I have seen some photos in China. I saw that the number of pedestrians on the streets in China is at least five times that of here! This means that as long as I can sell a copy of the same product in Macon, then I can sell five copies in China!"

"And this is the improvement that I can achieve without making any improvements. If I improve the products I want to sell according to the preferences of Chinese consumers, then the effect will be even greater!"

"For businessmen and investors, does this story sound good? It's so damn good!"

"There is a problem. When your product is shipped to China, the cost will increase a lot. Then there is market acceptance, such as the car we are sitting on now. I think that in the United States, almost every household has it. But if you pull the car In China, ninety-nine out of ten people can’t afford it, and it won’t achieve the effect you’re talking about.”

"There are problems, but in my understanding, these problems are all at the implementation level. For example, what kind of product should be selected to sell well in China; what products do Chinese people need most, and what products do they want most? What kind of goods, and what kind of goods can they afford.”

After Macon, Douglas is not far away.Seeing the coquettish blue Mustang GT driving towards him, many people who had just got off work did not leave in a hurry, and just stood on the side of the road and waved to Carter.

As a neighbor and a benefactor, Carter was not surprised that people responded this way.Rolling down the car window with a smile and slowing down the car, Carter stretched out his head and greeted everyone with a smile.

After knowing that the man in the co-pilot was the Yale interviewer, everyone praised him one after another. "Hey, you are so lucky!", "Carter is the best person I've ever seen!", and other praises filled Mr. Liu's ears for a while.

In an era without fragmented entertainment, gossip is the best form of fragmented entertainment!
After finally getting away from the gossiping crowd, Mr. Liu got out of the car with a smile after the car stopped at the door of the fat boss's shop, and teased Carter:
"It can be seen that you are very popular in the local area!"

"It's a small place, and they're all neighbors. They're basically uncles who watched me grow up. Seeing you, a Yale interviewer, I know it's about my future. Why don't you say something nice for me?"

Pushing open the door with a reserved smile, Carter opened his mouth and yelled:
"Old Chen! Your hometown is here, this is a real fellow! Hurry up, special dishes, order a few!"

Carter's casual manner made Liu Baicheng secretly laugh.The use of words in various contexts in Chinese also made Liu Baicheng raise his opinion of this child in his heart.

It is easy to learn a language, but it is too difficult to really master a language!What's more, it is still a complex language system like Chinese?

While Carter was seated, Mr. Liu continued to add a label of "Shuangshang Gao" in the notebook.Naturally, it was followed by a warm and courteous ceremony, followed by toasting.

The familiar flavor of hometown makes Mr. Liu reluctant to put down his chopsticks even though his head is sweating profusely from the spicy food and wine, and his lips are red and swollen.
"Slow down, slow down! Mr. Liu, I really didn't know you were from Shanghai. If I had known earlier, I would"

"Yeah, hey, look, this is a mess. No, you rest, I'll go to the kitchen to fry two light dishes"

"Yes, yes, Lao Chen, isn't there a Qingshui cabbage in Sichuan cuisine? Make that!"

"Isn't it intentional? That's a state banquet dish. If I want to have that skill, why would I come to the United States? I can't do it! Stir-fried cabbage is okay, I'll find a shiitake mushroom."

Seeing Carter and the fat boss singing together, Liu Baicheng suddenly smiled.Even if you laugh at meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country, you can understand why Carter, a young American, is so proficient in Chinese.
This man is trying to evade things like a man of the world, and teasing each other like an old friend. If you close your eyes and don't look at his blond hair and white skin, who would think that this is a foreigner?
"No, no! Sit down! This meal is very good! It's really good. I have been in the United States for almost two years, and this meal is delicious! This is the authentic taste of my hometown!"

Grasping one person's arm with one hand, Mr. Liu forcibly pulled them back to their seats.His face, which was a little red because of the alcohol, unconsciously looked a little sad.

"The Chinese food in New York is completely like the taste of the school cafeteria. Then where is our Chinese food!"

"Damn, brother Liu, it's because you don't understand the market. Now you want to eat authentic home-style food in Chinatown, don't even look at those big restaurants. They are all for foreigners!"

"But I see there are Asians in it"

"That's Vietnamese, and there are Malays! Their taste is sweet and light, similar to the sweet and sour taste in the United States, so they like to eat it! Like us, especially I learn Sichuan cuisine. It's over! I'm I don’t like to let go of this craft, so I really can only do the business of repeat customers, and I can’t develop it at all.”

After the fat boss raised the small wine cup and drank it down, he continued:

"The life of Cantonese cuisine is easier, their taste is easy to change! But you can't eat serious tea restaurants in big restaurants, so you have to find small restaurants!"

"Small shops. Hey, I'm not familiar with them, and I've seen a few of them, and they're all very expensive! Compared with those big restaurants, they're at least [-]% more expensive! We all eat in big restaurants, so it's not like we're working as teaching assistants. , I can’t even afford to eat it.”

When Mr. Liu heard the fat boss mention the small Chinese restaurant in New York, his hand holding the chopsticks visibly trembled.Obviously, I still have lingering fears about the price until now.

"It's not so exaggerated, is it? Public scholars like you should have living allowances, right?"

(End of this chapter)