Simon and Mo Yiling made a plan to start the Jinshu Amusement Park in the parking lot of the club on the eastern foot of the Dayang Mountain. After everyone talked about the matter, they were about to part ways, Ren Jingxi came over again.

Noting the girl's slightly restrained look, Simon smiled and took the initiative to open her arms: "Come on, hug."

Ren Jingxi unexpectedly walked forward and hugged Simon, let go, and looked at the man in front of her and asked, "When will you leave this time?"

Simon didn't understand why, so he said, "Let's go tomorrow."

"Are you leaving Suzhou?" Ren Jingxi asked again, and raised her hand and gestured: "I mean, will you go to Beijing this time?"

"I won't go if I'm fine. I'll go to Seoul next stop," Simon also looked at the girl in front of me: "Is there any problem?"

"No." Ren Jingxi subconsciously shook her head and took a step back: "Then, I wish you a good journey."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his car.

Simon watched Ren Jingxi get in the car and leave, then turned to Chen Qing beside her: "What's the situation?"

Chen Qing smiled and held her boss's arm: "It's obvious that the love is still there."

Simon felt that things should not be that simple, but if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it.

Chen Qing's perception of the Westeros system in China is like an octopus. In fact, she probably understands it. She just thinks it is very interesting and doesn't say it, she wants her boss to discover surprises by herself.

Then leave.

Go to the nearby Manshu Temple located in the mountains of Dayang.

Chen Qing said she wanted to burn incense.

Simon could understand this time, and of course he cooperated and arrived soon. This was an ancient temple in the Eastern Jin Dynasty that had been passed down for more than 1,400 years. A girl obviously greeted her in advance. In the afternoon, she only received Simon and Chen Qing. There was no one else, and it became more and more quiet.

Watching a girl quietly burning incense in the hall, then kneeling on the cushion to pray for blessings. After a while, when Chen Qing came out, Simon took the initiative to hold the girl's little hand and asked with a smile: "Are you just repenting to the Bodhisattva?"

Chen Qing and her boss walked out hand in hand, but she did not deny: "Yes."

"Then what?"

"It still won't change."

"Oh."

When we left Wenshu Temple, it was around 2 pm. We followed the road at the foot of Dayang Mountain to Jiangnan Interactive Entertainment, which was adjacent to Jinshu Special Effects.

After briefly seeing the operational status here, Chen Qing came to an office she kept here, and sat on the sofa by the window that could overlook the Qin Palace and other landscapes and discussed some serious matters with her boss: "This time I felt it myself. The game is really too profitable. But Jiangnan Interactive Entertainment, not next month's "Paradise", but the two main "Counter-Strike OL" and "Happy Farm" this year, will be 120 million by the end of the year. Excluding operations and tax expenses, the net profit can exceed 30 million, which is too profitable. Moreover, judging from the operational status of "Frozen Age" in Hangzhou, role-playing games like "Paradise" will be more popular in China. If everything goes well, everyone predicts that the revenue will exceed 500 million next year and the net profit will be at least 100 million."

In terms of user scale, China's current Internet environment is roughly equivalent to the level in 2000 or even later, and it can be regarded as the basic conditions that once the outbreak of "Legend".

Therefore, the great success of several games introduced into mainland China this year is basically within expectations.

Simon leaned against a single sofa opposite Chen Qing, looking through a piece of information prepared in advance here, using it with all his heart, or keenly capturing other meanings in Chen Qing's words: "Everything goes well, what do you mean is that it may not go well?"

"Yes," Chen Qing said: "In the past few months, we have suppressed more than a dozen investigations and manuscripts on game companies across the country. There may be real problems in this, but more of them are jealous, troublemakers, or want to get a share of the pie. In short, it is a mess."

Simon nodded, as expected. He did not ask Chen Qing how he dealt with it. He believed that the Chinese team had the ability to deal with these problems, but said: "The problems should be smaller after next year, but you still have to pay attention."

This year has just risen, and it is also at the critical moment when China happens to issue a ban on gaming consoles.

By next year, as Chen Qing expected, Jiangnan Interactive Entertainment's game business revenue will exceed 500 million, and the other companies should also have corresponding scales. At that time, some people will not be able to give up their employment and taxes easily.

Chen Qing nodded, and her boss didn't ask, but took the initiative to say, "I have taken a lot of measures, but there is no big problem. Haha, like the media, Brinita has built a number of international schools in China in the past two years, and has also had joint study abroad services. I have sent more than 30 places in the past few months, all of which are big names in the media field. From international schools to studying abroad, we have all included all in one-stop. In addition, there are advertising and other aspects. In short, after taking advantage of our benefits, they will always feel embarrassed to say bad things about us in the future."

Simon shook his head slightly: "It's too urgent. It's better to slow down the business here in China."

Simon still remembered the first thing he did in the 1994 midterm elections, including direct participation in the Rwandan War.

The situation at that time was that if the Westeros system did not open up its own political situation as soon as possible and spread its power, it would likely encounter uncontrollable risks, so it took great steps to take action.

This is completely unnecessary for China.

Seeing that his boss said this, Chen Qing promised, "Boss, I'm a sensible person."

Simon looked up and glanced at the girl opposite: "The problem is, your measure is obviously larger than others."

Chen Qing shrank her neck: "Okay, I'll pay attention next."

Simon had no choice but to think that he would interfere more in China's affairs in the future, so as not to go too far.

Perhaps Lin Sudu should also worry more.

Chen Qing noticed the mental state of her boss and soon turned into a pitiful look.

Simon remained unmoved and continued to look down at the information in his hand.

Chen Qing pretended to be pitiful, but it didn't work, so she could only continue. Speaking of two recent refining and chemical projects, Lianyungang and LG have already completed the cooperation with SK and Ningbo, and the other one: "Since the second half of the year, there has been a trend of deflation in China, and a large amount of foreign capital outflows have led to a very shortage of money in all areas of China. In Ningbo, the boss spent another $1 billion, and the capital in Beijing has noticed it, and the green light has been given. The equity has basically been negotiated. We have taken 40%, the Zhejiang Provincial Government and 40%, and SK is 20%. Moreover, considering our influence over SK, the absolute control of the project in the future will definitely be in our hands."

"I don't know much about this, but with China's development momentum, the refining and chemical industry will definitely have great potential. Just don't mess it up for me."

"I promise the boss this," Chen Qing said, and then skipped the topic: "Boss, in Europe next year, the prediction given by the boss should not be wrong about the euro, right?"

"What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking that if the euro is hit, Europe will definitely consider drawing allies like China, and the enemy's enemies are friends."

"Um?"

"I mean, if the euro issuance is not good next year, Europe may help China accelerate its entry into the WTO."

Simon thought for a moment and nodded: "I still say the same thing. We will ensure that China joins the WTO. As for the progress, don't dare to do too much."

"clear."

"Why did you mention this suddenly?"

"It's still related to refining. If China joins the WTO, it will be beneficial to all walks of life in China. Refining and chemical industry will benefit even more," Chen Qing said, and flipped through the stack of documents on the coffee table in front of her and handed it over: "There is this."

Simon took it, let go and sweep it quickly.

This is a plan for attracting investment, and the investment company is called "Ping An of China".

After reading it quietly, Simon closed the information and asked, "So suddenly I thought about doing insurance?"

Chen Qing said: "Boss, you just saw that the domestic insurance industry will redevelop after the reform and opening up. It is expected that the total premium scale in various fields will reach 120 billion this year. I think with the continuous development of China and the continuous improvement of the social welfare system, the insurance industry will have great potential. Perhaps it is not impossible to grow to dozens of times in ten or twenty years. This time, there is such a company that wants to do shareholding reform and introduce foreign capital. The opportunity is very good, right?"

Chen Qing said, with another meaning in her expression.

According to the data I just saw, China approved foreign-invested insurance to enter the mainland in 1992. However, compared with the total premium of 120 billion yuan for the whole year, it is estimated that the size of foreign-invested insurance in the mainland this year will be about 2 billion yuan.

Almost negligible.

However, the next WTO should be a dividing point.

At that time, the domestic insurance field will be further opened to foreign investment.

After sweeping through this information, Simon remembered some other things in his memory and nodded quickly, "Then do it, by the way, how much can we get?"

When Chen Qing heard the additional questions from her boss, she blinked again and quickly said: "About 30%, it happens to be the ideal shareholding ratio for the boss to invest in many projects."

"Yeah, it's very good."

Simon nodded again, no longer said anything, but just a thought flashed through it. It is better to sell it to himself than to others. Anyway, in China, no matter what, as long as someone dares to sell it, Simon will dare to buy it.

No one will refuse.

I stayed in Suzhou for another night, and the next day was November 8th, Sunday.

When I woke up in the morning, I was having breakfast with Chen Qing. Ren Jingxi called and said that she wanted to see Simon off. Simon did not refuse. After breakfast, she rushed to Guangfu Airport and found that in addition to Ren Jingxi, Mo Wuling was also here.

Everyone said goodbye by the gangway. Chen Qing would not go to South Korea with Simon this time. Simon explained, and hugged Ren Jingxi again before turning to Mo Wuling: "Why didn't you see you yesterday at noon?"

"I came here in the afternoon," Mo Wuling was obviously guilty. Without waiting for Simon to ask, he stuttered and explained: "I'll come, come and send some information to Jingxi."

"Well, how are Momo doing lately?"

"It's great," Mo Wuling pretended to be calm and found a relaxed topic: "But I'm a little worried recently."

"Um?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Wuling's mouth, and then he turned to resentment: "Didn't you notice? Momo has been growing taller in the past two years, and has grown taller recently, 188 cm."

"It's a very auspicious number, and hasn't Momo always likes to wear high heels?"

"The problem is here," Mo Wuling unknowingly relaxed a lot: "Momo likes to hate the sky high, but now she will be two meters tall when she wears it." As she said that, she raised her hand and gestured, obviously wanting to compete with Simon's head, but she quickly took it back and continued: "Anyway, she is much taller than you."

"Ha, I don't mind."

Ren Jingxi subconsciously wanted to say that you didn't mind, so she pinched off the first half of the sentence and said, "Anyway, it's not good for girls to be too tall, so she's very distressed."

At this point, it was almost over. Seeing the man in front of him smiling at him, and even feeling the faint breath coming from him, Mo Wuling only felt that he was very unreliable and took a deep breath before finally saying: "I have heard the songs you matched with "The Sword of Fairy"."

“Great, right?”

"Yes," Mo Wuling raised her hand, mainly when she subconsciously avoided his gaze, she noticed that a hair was stained on the man's left sleeve, which was a bit long. She raised her hand into the air and then retracted it. Her nose was inexplicably sour, and she said quietly: "Actually, I like that song very much, well, "Xiaoyao Sigh"."

"Thank you," Simon said, spreading his arms slightly: "It's time for me to leave, hug me?"

Mo Wuling thought it was inappropriate, but thinking about Ren Jingxi hugging him just now, it seemed that it was just the etiquette of Westerners, and it was nothing, so she went up to him.

When he got caught in his arms, his body suddenly became a little soft and he didn't want to leave.

But it was soon let go.

I still feel a little regretful. Today I wear a camel-colored windbreaker, which is a bit thick, and it feels... not that obvious.

I would have worn skirts if I had known it, but now it's not that cold.
To be continued...