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Chapter 1855 I have a reason she can't refuse
However, Li Qingfu had reservations about Ji Donglai's request to pay all the money in one yuan.

From one greedy person to another, this matter can be a big or small one. At most, it can be transferred back to a large state-owned bank. If it is really controlled by a private individual again, then the nature of the matter will change.

"This is the chip foundry agreement we signed with Huawei in the early stage. I can guarantee that no one in China can manufacture such a complex chip except us."

"Mr. Ren will definitely not back down this time, which means that Huawei's path to purchasing high-end chips will basically be blocked in the future. No matter Qualcomm or anyone else, they will not be allowed to supply cutting-edge chips to Huawei and Chinese high-tech companies."

"We have overcome the technical bottleneck of 7nm chips, and there is no problem with manufacturing. In the next few years, we will gradually or even completely undertake domestic mobile phone, equipment manufacturing, and automotive chip foundry, of course, including design."

"I will use your money to buy Yiyuan Zhizao's fund, and the returns will definitely be considerable! As for the spin-off and listing, this requires application to the state. If possible, I will try, but it is not the main direction."

"In addition, the company is also gradually absorbing new funds for large overseas investment projects. Both of your companies have large funds, and some of them are used as advance payment for our projects."

"Before we use this money to invest in the project, we can buy periodic financial products to guarantee the returns of your two companies. If you are still worried about this, we will also launch some corporate bonds in the future, which can also correspond to your large funds, so don't worry."

A private enterprise developing for a hundred years is not as good as a state-owned enterprise developing for ten years. For a central enterprise, five years is enough. The two companies are almost the same age as the Republic, and their market value cannot be described literally.

The amount of money flowing in and out every year cannot be accommodated by a small bank. It is precisely because of the huge size of the two companies that Kan Changshun spared no effort to bring the two companies into keyb.

Over the years, during the holidays, Qin Han would visit the CEOs of the two companies with gifts.

Ji Donglai has been investigating Kan Changshun for such a long time, and only recently discovered Kan Changshun's hidden card.

Ironically, Kan Changshun also met the two people through Yiyuan Intelligence, or more precisely, through Ji Donglai. The two people that Aunt Hu met as Ji Donglai's late mother-in-law were of a higher level than the two.

In this situation, the two of them naturally got things done one after another.

Ji Donglai worked hard for so many years to make the annual profit of Yiyuan Intelligent Manufacturing's core industry exceed 40%. Within one year after Jinmei Group and Jingkai Chemical entered keyb, the number of keyb customers increased fourfold, and the profit for that year exceeded 42%.

This is the huge profits of finance. As the saying goes, money begets money, debt begets debt, interest begets interest, and affection begets love! ""

"Boss Ji, there are some things I don't know if you understand. If you leave, we still have others..."

Hua Yan Baoliang also realized the seriousness of the problem at this time and pushed his glasses.

"It's none other than Dai Fengxian. I'll find her next. She'll be more than willing to take all her funds! I have a reason she can't refuse!"

Ji Donglai took over the conversation before the other party finished speaking.

This time, the three of them exchanged glances and confirmed that they knew that their understanding of Ji Donglai was shallow.

Ji Donglai must have planned the whole thing and knew all the people and things involved.

"In this case, Donglai, Dai Fengxian will take the money, and we will gradually transfer the funds to Yiyuan Payment, but we have to be quick. It's almost the end of the year, and we have to settle accounts. If there is no reminder from President Ji, we will also have to make adjustments."

After looking at the time, Hua Yan Baoliang curled up the corners of his mouth. In fact, it was just nonsense.

If Ji Donglai hadn't pointed out the huge hidden dangers, Jinmei Group and Jingkai Chemical would have continued to put their funds into keyb. To say this now is nothing more than to save some face, as if the world is under control.

"I understand. Let's eat. My stomach hurts. I just drank three cups. It's really not caused by this. Ran Bo, give me some stomach medicine. I won't drink so much next time."

He waved his hand and Ran Bo quickly took a bottle of stomach medicine.

The people next to them began to remove the lids from the plates, and the hot food smelled delicious.

"You deserve it. You're showing off. Next time, tell us in advance that these are things that can be solved by drinking tea among family members. You insisted on drinking. This time, I'll punish you slightly and teach you a lesson. Come on, Mr. Li, let's drink with Xiaohua, without him."

After all, Ji Donglai was a student brought up by President Deng. When he spoke, it seemed like he was punishing Ji Donglai, but in fact he was firmly protecting him.

Li Qingfu also joined in, and Hua Yan Baoliang was also smiling happily at this time. Just like this, a dinner party full of dangers ended.

That night, Ji Donglai had a brief conversation with General Deng, and the convoy entered the rear hall of the army.

Amid the lights, there are still many people dancing in the square. Although the weather in December is a little cold, it still can't stop the enthusiasm of the square dancing aunties.

In the small square below the high platform, two groups of people were dancing the yangge, competing with each other for beauty. There were also people walking on stilts, more than two meters high, and the beat of their drums was so loud that it resounded through the sky.

The children were trying to slide down the slope of the concrete handrails on both sides of the steps. At the Martyrs' Cemetery, a group of children were riding bicycles back and forth at a very fast speed.

The old man guarding the door just smiled at the children's laughter and reminded them to be careful from time to time.

"Boss Dai is here. Usually we'll worship him at 4 or 5 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Ji Donglai walked around the museum and the monument, Ran Bo whispered in his ear, Ji Donglai nodded, and the group went straight into Bohai Garden. Dai Fengxian's people reported immediately, and the two of them went straight into Dai Fengxian's 130-square-meter flat without any obstruction.

"Boss Ji, long time no see. I can't take off my mask now. Sorry!"

From a distance, Dai Fengxian was sitting in a wheelchair with a transparent PVC curtain in the middle, trying hard to force a smile in his eyes.

"Don't bother. It's been a few years. It's rare for you to come all the time!"

Looking at Dai Fengxian's appearance, Ji Donglai felt a little sad. Most of it was sympathy, but on the other hand, he felt that the other person was pathetic.

"Since Mr. Ji has come here, he must have found out a lot of things, so I won't hide it. No. 107 Kan Boqing in your Martyrs' Cemetery was the captain of my family's pistol team. When he entered the interior in 29, my father personally sent him off. I hope he will have a good future."

"Kan Changshun is their descendant. I have been supporting him. I hope you will not make things difficult for him. This is my last request as a dying man. I hope President Ji can give some space to the descendants of the martyrs for Kan Boqing's sake."

"For a nameless person, Mr. Ji was able to leave such a large space and not be stingy with gold and silver for the memorial. Shouldn't he do the same for the living?"

When Dai Fengxian spoke, his eyes were cold and unquestionable. Ji Donglai did not say anything, but asked Ran Bo to bring the laptop.

(End of this chapter)