The years of red flags

Chapter 154 Big Boss
The two came to the box and sat down, Rong Zhengen ordered the food with ease, and the waiter went out.

Rong Zhengen looked at Jiang Hua and asked, "You just said that Baosheng bought Wharf and there will be a follow-up. What follow-up?"

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "There is a saying in the financial circles of Xiangjiang that there is Jardine first and then Xiangjiang. You can imagine how proud the people of Jardine are. They call themselves the founders of Xiangjiang, high-ranking and superior people. , how could it be possible to allow two Chinese shareholders to sit on an equal footing with them, and still hold a dominant shareholding.”

Rong Zhengen tapped his fingers on the table blankly: "So you mean that Niu Bijian will not let it go."

"Of course, if it were you, would you let it go? His pride has been trampled under by the Chinese. If he doesn't struggle, how could he accept his fate?"

Rong Zhengen nodded: "Indeed, it seems that there will be a big battle, but I don't know who will be the final winner."

"Naturally Baosheng." Jiang Hua said affirmatively: "This is a battle for Baosheng to decide his future destiny, so his determination is extremely firm, even if he loses money or even a big loss, he must settle Wharf."

Rong Zhengen asked puzzledly: "Why did Baosheng go ashore? Oil tankers make a lot of money."

"Since the oil crisis, in order to ensure their own energy security, these European and ugly countries have begun to mine oil in their own countries. Think about it, the international oil trade has dropped to freezing point. Who else uses tankers to transport oil across the ocean. "

Rong Zhengen slapped the table: "So that's it. I said why Baosheng is so determined this time. If he doesn't go ashore, he will die in the future."

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the box, and the waiter began to serve the food in the room. The two of them shut up wisely. These words caused an uproar, especially because Rong Zhengen's identity was so sensitive.

Rong Zhengen greeted Jiang Hua: "Let's eat first, let's talk about it in detail when we have time, I think there is room for maneuver in this matter."

"Are companies still involved in these things?"

"It's fine if you can make money. Aren't we just raising funds? Besides, I don't just have this job. I also have a company. If I make money, I'll give you a commission."

Jiang Hua smiled: "Then you can absorb Wharf stocks in the hands of retail investors now, even if it is only one percent, and when the situation becomes intense, you will be very important."

Rong Zhengen clapped his hands and said happily: "That's it, I'm not greedy, I aim for [-]%, and the maximum is no more than [-]%."

"It's already a lot. When you stand up, you will be a heavyweight in the world."

Rong Zhengen laughed when he thought about it. He belongs to the second generation. If he can play an important role at that time, he can imagine what kind of treatment and fame he will have in the future.

Jiang Hua waved his hands in front of Rong Zhengen, and said with a smile: "Dinner, what are you doing, silly thread, you've come back to your soul."

After dinner, Rong Zhengen might have some night life, so he invited Jiang Hua to join him, but was declined, so he left cheerfully.

Although Jiang Hua also yearns for the nightlife of these rich second generations, his first priority at the moment is to gain a foothold in his work, otherwise, let alone nightlife, Xiangjiang can't stay.

This primary and secondary relationship must be clearly distinguished, otherwise it will be difficult to protect yourself.

Rong Zhengen went to lean on the red and lean on the green, and Jiang Hua leaned on the quilt bitterly. Looking at the theory of economics and physiocracy, he mainly thinks that we are still a country dominated by agriculture, and this theory should be of some use.

Facts have proved that these people in the West are not only writers like Shakespeare, but also those economists who are not good at saying good things. Jiang Hua was so dizzy and began to doubt himself, am I not talented? point.

I don't know why Jiang Hua fell asleep. Anyway, his head was muddled, and then he didn't know anything.

The next day, he was woken up again by the sound outside. After washing up, he got in Lao Zhang's car and went to the company.

Rong Zhengen hasn't come yet, he is a high-level executive, he has the right to be late and leave early.

Jiang Hua immersed himself in the study of the document, Rong Zhengen walked in, saw the classical economic theory on Jiang Hua's desk, and said in surprise: "Damn, you can read this stuff, it's inhuman."

Jiang Hua said sadly: "I can't see it, my head is confused. Now I doubt myself, am I not talented?"

"Don't doubt it, I've seen it too. This stuff shouldn't be something we can appreciate at this stage. I guess it's possible to understand it only at my father's level."

Jiang Hua scratched his head: "So that's the case, so I'm ignorant and fearless."

"Yesterday I told my dad about the matter, and my dad also thought it made sense. My dad also agreed to the matter of my fundraising. He said it was appropriate for me to do it, but it was not appropriate for him to do it, so I went back today. My company has already been arranged, and if it really makes money, it will be to your benefit."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Then I took advantage of you, and is it appropriate for me to take the money?"

"It's suitable, what's not suitable, my dad said, you are a person who is jumpy on the surface, but your heart is wild, you have your own grand ambitions, and you may need money to achieve these grand goals."

Fuck, the old man has sharp eyes, he can clearly see the little thoughts in his heart.

Rong Zhengen continued: "This afternoon, at the Peninsula Hotel, my old man has made an appointment with Baosheng, let us go and see together."

"I'm so honored that the old man still knows me as a little man."

Rong Zhengen curled his lips: "Don't be so hypocritical, it's not like you haven't seen a big man before, and our old man is also very ordinary."

Jiang Hua nodded: "Yes, are you and I ordinary people?"

In the afternoon, Rong Zhengen brought Jiang Hua to the Peninsula Hotel, which is a place for afternoon tea that the rich and famous in Xiangjiang like to come to.

Rong Zhengen walked in with Jiang Hua, the difference was that he greeted people.

"Hi, Shen Sheng."

"Hi, Mr. Zhang."

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He kept introducing these people to Jiang Hua in private, all of them were rich and powerful, and they were all people who stomped their feet and trembled in all walks of life in Xiangjiang.

Rong Zhengen brought Jiang Hua to the private box, opened the door and said, "This is the long-term box of our old man, and we usually make appointments here."

As soon as he entered the door, Rong Zhengen called out honestly: "Dad."

Jiang Hua also greeted attentively: "Mr. Rong is good."

Mr. Rong nodded: "You are Jiang Hua. Our family, Zheng En, has talked about you several times and respects you very much. You young people should communicate more."

Jiang Hua said honestly: "What the old gentleman taught is that the younger generation will keep it in mind."

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