Holding a stack of information, he walked through the side door of the villa and came to the viewing terrace on the cliff. Lin Su saw the Western man leaning on a bamboo chair and flipping through a martial arts novel, and some confusion flashed in his eyes.

Today is October 26th.

Wednesday.

For several days, Simon Westero spent most of his time on this terrace, reading books, playing chess, drinking tea, and painting... Yesterday, some girls from the county art troupe were summoned to dance for him. They despised a few of them not beautiful enough, and tried to choose from the Guilin art troupe. They also said that the red sleeves that add fragrance should be beautiful, otherwise they would not add fragrance, but to cause trouble.

It's completely the way the playboys in the circle around Lin Su.

Fortunately, he just watched the girls dance and did not do anything else more ridiculous.

Otherwise... Lin Su found that he seemed to have no choice.

Maybe he has to clean up the mess.

More than a dozen girls danced him for more than an hour in the evening, and each person received a tip of $200 when they left, which led to Lin Su receiving a call from Secretary Liu, Yangshuo County this morning, asking Mr. Westeros if he would continue watching the dance today.

200 US dollars, according to the current exchange rate, is equivalent to RMB 1,720.

Lin Su relied on her education and family background to get a full-level position that enjoys certain preferential treatment. She is still in the most prosperous Shanghai in China, and her monthly salary is only 560 yuan. However, these girls in remote small counties in Guangxi have only a few dozen yuan in monthly salary, and suddenly got a so-called tip of $200, which was a huge sum of money.

However, judging from the fact that Secretary Liu couldn't help calling to ask about this, the 200 US dollars the girls received could not escape being asked to hand over a portion. Lin Su suddenly felt that perhaps a man knew this result and gave the girls $200, so that they could leave at least half of them.

That Alison Norris was not there, and Chen Qing was by the man.

Lin Su came to the two of them, nodded to Chen Qing with a cold expression, handed the information in her hand to the man, and said, "Mr. Westeros, can you see these?"

Lin Su brought a batch of information about the Siheyuan in Beijing.

Since I started buying property in China, as the capital, I will naturally not miss it.

Simon had already purchased a courtyard house in a prime location not too far from the Forbidden City. However, yesterday I read the document "The State Council's Decision on Deepening the Reform of the Urban Housing System" and Simon accidentally thought of a joke. In the 1980s, someone sold his courtyard house in the capital and raised 300,000 yuan to work abroad. Thirty years later, he returned to China with 1 million euros to plan to retire. As a result, he found that the value of the courtyard house in that year had reached 80 million, which was directly collapsed.

I couldn't help but have a prank.

I plan to buy a batch of courtyards in Beijing to see how many people will take regret medicine in the future.

Before 1994, it was not easy to do this, because the policies were vague, and it was inevitable that there would be some inappropriate statements and the procedures were very troublesome. After 1994, all this was not a problem, because the document issued by the Chinese government in July this year announced the official arrival of the era of commercial real estate in China.

Putting down the martial arts novel in his hand, Simon picked up the information brought by Lin Su.

Since it was collected through Lin Su, these courtyards are excellent in terms of location and scale, and they should basically be government assets. They do not have enough connections and cannot buy them even if they want to.

After patiently searching through the eight sets of Sihe Courtyards in his hand, Simon found that there was a five-entry courtyard house among them, which was even more difficult to find. Similar courtyard houses must have been the residences of princes and ministers in their early years. Until now, many of them will be preserved as cultural relics and attractions, and the possibility of being sold publicly is very small.

The reason why Simon was able to obtain this information was obviously because of his special identity.

Moreover, the suggested quotation at the end of the information can be called cabbage, 7 million yuan, and naturally RMB is less than 1 million US dollars. Think about it twenty years later, such a set of 5-entry courtyards with a quotation of 1 billion yuan, so I can only think about it. Even a 1 billion yuan quadrant can not be bought even if a 4-entry courtyard is available.

I originally wanted to directly sweep all the eight sets of courtyard houses in my hand, but all of them were less than 5 million US dollars, which would increase by hundreds of times in the future.

However, seeing this information about entering the Sihe Courtyard, Simon temporarily gave up the idea of ​​shopping.

This is obviously the preferential treatment given to him by the authorities, and it is a bit inappropriate to sweep them all. If you really want to buy goods, it is better to have someone do this in private.

"Hey, just do this, you can discuss the rest with A."

Seeing that the man had chosen the five-entry courtyard house by accident, Lin Su nodded, and couldn't help but feel a little emotion in her heart.

With 7 million, according to her current monthly salary, it will take about 1,000 years to afford such a house in Beijing, but the man in front of her seems to be buying cabbage.

After sorting out the stack of real estate materials, Lin Su did not rush to leave. He looked at the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" that the man picked up again, paused and took the initiative: "Mr. Westeros also likes to read Mr. Jin's martial arts novels?"

Simon nodded: "Yes."

Chen Qing next to her saw Lin Su having nothing to say, glanced at her, and took the initiative to pour her a cup of tea.

Lin Su couldn't do the behavior of Chen Qing's private report last week, so she could only allow Chen Qing to become more and more intimate with Simon Westeros. She didn't even know whether Chen Qing took the initiative to go to Westeros' bedroom in these nights.

He picked up the cup of tea that was actually a little disgusted in his heart and took a sip. Lin Su said again: "Mr. Westeros, well, what do you think of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?"

Simon turned the book in his hand a page, seemed to think for a while, and said, "Everyone is suffering." After saying that, he shook his head slightly: "A group of fools."

Lin Su's expression was slightly stunned.

In this era, Jin Yong's dramas were not as rampant as later, and most people could only read novels. However, as a woman, Lin Su was not interested in martial arts novels that adults often said they were losing their ambitions. At this time, when listening to Simon Westeros' comments on "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Lin Su suddenly felt that he might have taken time to read this novel.

When Chen Qing heard the man's comments, she looked at Lin Su's reaction again, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Chen Qing naturally knew that Lin Su must have made a lot of preparations in private, and that was the same for herself. However, the man in front of her was really beyond their expectations. In the past few days, because the burden on her body was much more than her translator, Lin Su was obviously unable to handle it.

Lin Su felt Chen Qing's slightly teasing gaze, and felt a little embarrassed, and said quietly: "I didn't expect Mr. Westeros to have such a thorough understanding of this novel. It's such an honor."

"Honor?" Simon raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the woman who forced him to chat with him, sat up, looked at her and said, "Do you know? Lin, compared to many other ancient civilizations that have been destroyed in the long river of history, it is a very rare blessing that your culture can be passed down for thousands of years, and you should be proud of it."

Feeling the man's gaze, Lin Su, who was inexplicably confused, subconsciously said: "Thank you."

But the man's voice suddenly turned cold: "I'm not praising you."

Lin Su's body trembled slightly, and then subconsciously said, "Sorry, Mr. Westeros."

Simon shook his head: "I don't need your gratitude or your apology. Lin, you don't understand what I want to say. I mean, you should be proud of your culture. In front of outsiders like me, you should look down on this matter." Speaking of this, Simon pointed to the small town at the foot of the mountain: "Just like those outsiders living in this small town, they should be their luck, not your honor to be able to settle in such a fairyland in this life."

Lin Suruo had some insight and straightened his waist slightly: "Mr. Westeros, I understand."

"You don't understand," Simon still stared at Lin Su and said coldly: "Do you know what your country lacks the most now?"

Lin Su subconsciously shook his head.

Simon was not forced to do anything, and said directly: "Self-identity, you lack self-identity. Look at Japan and South Korea. Even if I am an outsider, I look down on their scraps of culture that extends from Chinese civilization, but they can protect and spread their so-called culture very confidently. The reason is that they have a strong sense of self-identity. They are born to think that my culture is the best and the best. It is this kind of looking down in their bones that allows their culture to spread overseas, and look at you again."

Speaking of this, Simon paused and said, "I can feel that China has been trying its best to carry forward its own culture over the years, but you are completely trapped in a misunderstanding. What you are trying to do is not to reshape your self-identity, but to find ways to seek other people's identification. I am not very clear about other aspects. Movies, the area I am more familiar with, are just doing these things. In my opinion, when shooting movies, the first thing you should meet is the needs of the people, and it is a kind of inheritance and creation of your own culture. But what you do is to participate in various film festivals all over the world and seek other people's identification. Unfortunately, I did not see much self-identity from it, I only saw a group of beggars."

"Mr. Westeros, we are not beggars."

"Shut up."

Lin Su's eyes were already a little red at some point. After hearing what the man said, he didn't speak anymore, but he forced to look at the man in front of him.

Simon, who was getting more and more angry for some reason, continued: "I will leave tomorrow. I know you must have received some tasks to test me. I am not in the mood to give you any answers. This is only this. Your country hopes to rise again, and this is indeed a good start. However, if it is just an economic rise, I tell you, that is not called rise, and in the future it will only grow into a group of fat sheep. Wherever you go, it is just a human-shaped wallet that is looked down upon. What you need is first to rise culturally, reshape your nation's self-identity, and reshape your nation's self-esteem and pride, rather than

A kind of inferiority complex engraved in the bones must be complacent in the face of any foreigner’s praise and recognition. As long as you are confident enough, what does it matter if others say, what does it matter? Will the tiger care about the monkey’s barking words? So, if you can’t do this first, it’s a pity that even if you surpass the United States in the future and become the world’s largest economy, your citizens will still be looked down upon and still be considered inferior when they go out. Moreover, this is not because of others. This is because you lack cultural confidence and self-identity. You feel that you are naturally inferior from others.”

After saying this, Simon suddenly felt a little excited and picked up the novel again and read it at his own glance.

After a while, Simon hesitated for a moment and said, "Take your job and go to the United States with me."

"I don't."

"Then, I will let your unit fire you."

"Do you think I will surrender?"

"Your parents' position doesn't seem to be too high, and it doesn't seem difficult to fire them together."

"You... bully people."

"I'm sorry, I suddenly want to bully you. Look, you just happened to be powerless to resist. What a sad thing."

Lin Su glared at the man in front of him angrily: "What am I going to the United States to do? Is it for you to be a lover?"

Simon looked at him contemptuously: "I have many women, but there are not many who can be regarded as lovers by me, and you are not worthy of it."

"you……"

Simon showed a hateful smile: "Do you want to fight me?"

Lin Su bit her lip and continued to remain silent.

"Look, you don't even dare to fight with me."

"You bully people."

"I said it, I just want to bully you. If you refuse to surrender, I will bully your whole family."

"asshole."

"Go and wash your face, it's so ugly to cry."

Chen Qing looked at Lin Su who was covering her mouth and getting up and running away, and turned to the man opposite her again.

There was some strange expectation in his eyes.

The man's words just now really touched her.

but.

Next.

Is it my turn?

Simon looked at her and smiled: "I will arrange you to the Apollo Management Company team under Cersei Capital, which is mainly aimed at the investment department in China. I will give you two years to take at least another MBA degree. In two years, I will give you as much resources as you can go."

"Thank you, Mr. Westeros."

"Also, I'm a possessive man, so you're mine in the next two years."

Chen Qing paused a little this time and nodded quickly, but she couldn't help asking: "Mr. Westeros, two years later."

"In two years, of course, you will do whatever you want. I don't have the idea of ​​caring about you for the rest of your life. Even if you act too mediocre, maybe in less than a year, you will not appear in my sight again."

Chen Qing nodded again.

It’s both a little bit of gratitude and a lot of loss.

No woman is willing to be a man's personal favor for a long time without any reason. However, listening to such straightforward words by men, she is inevitably disappointed.

If you are not inferior to you, you will be resentful if you are far away.

However, Chen Qing's heart was not as fragile as Lin Su. From the beginning, her goal was very clear and she seized this opportunity at all costs. Now, Simon Westeros has given her a chance. If she doesn't do it well, she will accept her fate. She made up her mind and put aside her meaningless emotions just now and took the initiative to find a topic: "Mr. Westeros, have you seen the article from Japan's Asahi Shimbun?"
Chapter completed!