You are worth tens of billions before you come to the system?

Chapter 161 Dongpeng completely bids farewell
"I heard he's a three-star Michelin chef. What do you want to eat? Just tell him."

Lin Zitai and the others came to the restaurant in the middle of the cabin. There was a 40-year-old Western chef with a flattering smile on his face.

Although the flight time from Magic City to Pengcheng is only about two hours, there are still all the required personnel.

The annual management fee of 600 million US dollars is enough for Lin Zitai to enjoy unimaginable treatment in the air. Even if he wants to have a bank party with the flight attendants, it is not impossible.

Feng Fanshu stood on tiptoes, leaned against Lin Zitai's ear, blew a breath, and said obscene words: "I want to eat you..."

Lin Zitai laughed, and took advantage of the situation to hold her waist and reach down along the waist: "Are you really that impatient?"

Feng Fanshu was very good at stimulating men's hormones. He bit his lower lip and moaned softly. He said coquettishly, "Who knows how to mess with you? There are only one and a half hours left."

Suddenly, she couldn't help but scream, and then she hurriedly covered her mouth and buried her face in Lin Zitai's chest.

Lin Zitai was so distracted that he directly picked up Feng Fanshu by the waist, ignoring the looks of the chef and the flight attendant.

Go to the owner's rest room...

After a hearty battle, not long after, the flight attendant gently knocked on the door and informed that we would land in 15 minutes.

Lin Zitai put on his clothes, sat on the bedside with a smile on his face, and watched with interest as Feng Fanshu stretched his stockings.

The flush on Feng Fanshu's face hadn't faded yet, and Qianjiao Baimei glared: "You still have the nerve to laugh?"

In order to hide the damage at the base and outer thighs within the skirt, she could only stretch the length of the stockings over and over again.

Fortunately, today I am wearing a five-point A-line skirt. As long as it is stretched, it will not be exposed. The main reason is that it is still a little sticky and wet.

"They're all so broken, so just throw them away."

Lin Zitai came to the bathroom mirror, tidied up his appearance a little, patted his face, and showed a smile.

Feng Fanshu is not particularly beautiful, but she is very elegant, giving people the impression of a noble lady in bed and a slut in bed.

And he is very good at shaking. If he hadn't been exercising recently, he would have been unable to withstand it.

"You go out first. I'll be out later."

Lin Zitai looked back and couldn't help but smile. He left the lounge first and came to the business seat in front of the cabin.

A few minutes later, Feng Fanshu came over, looking as usual. Except that his hair was not as fluffy and smooth as before, and his clothes were a little wrinkled, he looked basically the same as when he boarded the plane.

She sat next to Lin Zitai, looking as calm as an old dog, but inside she was panicking, her eyes darting around, and she felt guilty of having an affair.

Fortunately, my friends were either sleeping with blindfolds on or looking out the window, as if they didn't see her coming back at all.

"We're about to land, fasten your seat belts."

Lin Zitai had an idea and a smirk appeared on his lips, as if he was helping her fasten the seat belt around her waist out of kindness, but he actually gently lifted her skirt, revealing her stockings that were riddled with holes.

Feng Fanshu's heart trembled. The stockings were elastic, could stretch, and could naturally retract. She felt that they were gradually retracting. She hurriedly took out her satchel and pressed it on her skirt. She begged for mercy in a low voice: "Stop playing around." OK."

Lin Zitai smiled and didn't bother her anymore, because the captain's announcement sounded in his ears, telling the passengers that the plane was about to land and passengers were asked to fasten their seat belts.

After walking out of the cabin door, several luxury cars passed through a special passage until they reached the apron and stopped in front of the boarding stairs. The person who came to pick them up was Liu Guiyuan, the leader of the supervision team.

The self-examination campaign that started at the beginning of the year and continues to this day officially came to an end last week. 16 people were sent to eat royal food, and more than [-] people were implicated and fired.

Every department is in turmoil and everyone is in danger. At least in the next two years, no one in the company will dare to commit corruption.

When Xu Liang learned of the situation, he hurriedly signaled to the cameraman to start recording. Lin Zitai said at the right time: "I think corporate self-examination should be normalized, and at the same time, a rotating third party should be used to prevent the inspectors from having too much power and becoming corrupt members. .”

In front of Liu Guiyuan, Lin Zitai said bluntly that this time he was responsible for supervising the operation, but it won't be him next time.

Xu Liang's hair stood on end and he didn't dare to answer. There were some things that Lin Zitai could say, but he couldn't ask because of their different identities.

Liu Guiyuan smiled and didn't care. The mission was over, and he believed that Lin Zitai would help him arrange a good place to go.

Moreover, when working under Lin Zitai, as long as he does not follow orders and completes tasks, he will not be treated badly or coldly.

After leaving Pengcheng Airport, the group took a bus to the production base in Humen and met Lin Muqing.

Lin Zitai checked the cooperation with the Aramco Group. The wealthy people in the Middle East were so poor that they only had money. The cooperation had just been finalized and they spent a billion dollars to build factories in Spain, Texas and South Africa.

It was completed and put into production in early September this year. If we want to cover the global market except Asia at once, one billion US dollars is far from enough.

Aramco has proposed a plan to continue to expand the scale of the factory by the middle of next month and is expected to raise another billion US dollars.

Lin Zitai closed the document: "Whatever they do, we will fully cooperate with them. We can do whatever we want, as long as our share is not missing."

A few days ago, he had a chat with Arminser at Mojin’s financing reception. They had already roped in Merrill Lynch, Morgan Stanley and Citigroup.He planned to reorganize an interest group to fight against the Austrian Red Bull Group, and hoped that Lin Zitai would hand over full authority to them.

Ever since he saw Steve Leung's gun certificate, Lin Zitai knew that unless he joined the American camp, he would never have the opportunity to see the Crazy Horse show with his own eyes.

Pieno, Dongzi, Miss HW, countless cases illustrate that the bottom line of Lao America should not be overestimated.

But Aramco is different. It is the world's largest oil exporter and produces one-eighth of the world's crude oil.

If the dominance of the United States and the United States remains untouchable in the world, then the Aramco Group is just a little girl who can be toyed with.

If you are in a good mood, you can use less blackmail. If you are in a bad mood, you can support a Middle Eastern spokesperson again.

Since China embarked on the road to rejuvenation, it has also given the Aramco Group the opportunity to have both sides. It is the best choice for them to be fully responsible for the European and American markets of Mojin.

The local tycoons in the Middle East are generous and spend money all over the world. Unless it is absolutely necessary, no one is willing to be their enemy and lose a distinguished customer.

Lin Zitai just had to sit back and wait to receive the money. After all, the old Americans did not have the same intentions. Lin Muqing nodded in understanding and talked about his recent plans to build a factory in Baodao and enter the Xiangjiang market.

The US$8.55 million raised may not support so many plans at the same time, but the next step is the IPO. The bigger the scene, the easier it is to attract the attention of investors.

Lin Zitai smiled and interrupted Lin Muqing's narration: "Old Lin, you can discuss these matters with Mr. Su."

He told the real purpose of his visit this time, Mojin (Dongpeng) Food Co., Ltd., and said goodbye to Dongpeng in brackets.

Mojin Beverage has been established for less than three years. If it wants to go public by the end of the year, it can only borrow Dongpeng's qualifications.

Therefore, the traces of Dongpeng must be completely removed, otherwise others will think that Mojin Beverage was acquired by Dongpeng.

Lin Muqing is the founder of Dongpeng Group, and the name Dongpeng means a lot to him.So Lin Zitai came over in person and told him about it instead of relaying it through Su Jiayue.

Lin Muqing was stunned and remained silent for a long time, with a forced smile on his face: "Okay, I will try my best to cooperate with the headquarters."

Although I knew this day would come sooner or later, I just didn't expect it to come so soon.Dongpeng, which once belonged to him, will now be swept into the dustbin of history.

Just like the father of a daughter slave, watching his daughter get married should feel ten times stronger than that.

Over the years, he has invested much more energy in Dongpeng than teaching his children and honoring his parents.

Lin Zitai patted him on the shoulder and directly confirmed the last director seat without saying anything else or getting excited.

He was already extremely benevolent to Lin Muqing and could not let him feel that the board seat was compensation for him.

Whether Lin Muqing can serve as a director of the group depends on Lin Muqing's future performance.

Lin Muqing said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lin, I understand."

In this matter, Lin Zitai did nothing wrong. Dongpeng, which has been in Southern China for many years, cannot increase Mojin's valuation by hundreds of millions of dollars. On the contrary, it will lower Mojin's competitiveness.

If Mojin plans to IPO, it must completely eliminate Dongpeng's brand influence and gather all its power in one place.

Lin Zitai showed a satisfied look and talked about the arrangements for the second half of the year. There is only one main work content, resource integration.

"Old Lin, you are a senior in the industry. When you have time, go to Sioux City to guide the construction of warehouses."

The domestic Red Bull market has been basically eroded. They only need to complete the remaining warehouse construction, then cooperate with Samsung Mitsui to develop the Asian market, and finally wait for good news from Aramco.

Once everything is ready, you can start announcing the IPO.

But before that, they need to integrate resources and prepare for the arrival of the east wind.

Since the content of the conversation involved commercial secrets, the CCTV filming team did not follow him, but only recorded Lin Zitai's daily office work through the glass.

Feng Fanshu held his chin, with obsession in his eyes. The most handsome man who works seriously is her man.

"Sister Fanshu, which one..."

The assistant director on the side suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the hem of Feng Fanshu's skirt. The black stockings, above the knees, revealed bits and pieces of snow-white skin. The stockings suddenly turned into fishnet stockings.

Feng Fanshu followed his gaze, pretending to be calm and expressionless, and lifted up his stockings: "Where are you looking?"

The assistant director hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but ask: "Sister Fanshu, what is your relationship with Mr. Lin?"

Feng Fanshu looked unkind and said coldly: "It's none of your business. Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked."

Assistant director Xiao Wang likes her, she knows it, but there are so many people who like her, and he is the older one.

Xu Liang sighed secretly, as if he heard the sound of heartbreak, and hurriedly came up to smooth things over: "Xiao Wang, Teacher Luo seems to need help, go and have a look."

(End of this chapter)