Baiyun Airport.

A Boeing 767-330 passenger plane slowly stopped and the cabin door opened. Joe Bert, wearing a brown suit and carrying a suede briefcase of the same color, got out of the cabin door with a haughty look on his face. Overlooking the ancient land below.

He slowly stepped off the plane and stepped onto solid land. He planned to follow his ancestors and conquer this place with order and civilization.

Arriving at the international exit via the shuttle bus, Joe Bert saw a sign with his name among the people coming to pick him up.

Joe Bert walked forward quickly. The person holding the sign was a middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw Joe Bert walking towards him, he hurriedly came up to him. He bowed down and saluted humbly, a little excitedly. He said in English with a strong local accent: "Is this Mr. Joe Bert? I am Wang Juntao from King Fund."

Joe Bert nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to shake his hand briefly, and responded condescendingly in standard English: "Hello, I am Joe Bert."

Wang Juntao stretched out his hand to help Joe Bert carry his briefcase, but Joe Bert dodged it. Wang Juntao felt a little embarrassed, bent down and made a gesture of invitation, and said: "Mr. Bert, please come with me. The car to pick you up is over there. You've had a hard journey, I'll take you to your hotel to rest first, and then we'll talk about cooperation."

The reason why Wang Juntao is so fawning to Joe Bert is because Joe Bert is a Wall Street elite. This time he came to Xiaguo to join his fund company and planned to set up a private equity fund in the circle of wealthy people.

In the car, Wang Juntao and Joe Bert chatted about private equity funds.

Joe Bert said disdainfully: "I heard that your Xia State has launched an A-share market. The rules are so simple that even the wet market aunt can make money in it?"

Then he began to brag and said, "When I was on Wall Street, I was called the 'Wolf of Wall Street.' This time I brought 30 million U.S. dollars in capital and planned to triple it within half a year. It shouldn't be too much." It’s difficult, right? Hahahaha.”

After finishing the sentence, he laughed wantonly. In his opinion, with the financial skills he honed on Wall Street, in a backward stock market like A-shares, isn't that just making money casually?

Maybe one of his orders will cause turmoil in the A-share market. Whether the market is stable or not depends entirely on his words.

Then, he asked casually: "How is the matter of investing in Mingyuan Technology going?"

Speaking of this, Wang Juntao showed an embarrassed expression on his face and told the truth: "Zheng Baishun has been dismissed. There are personnel changes in Mingyuan Technology, and the plan may be disrupted."

When Joe Bert heard this, he immediately became very angry and shouted insults without any scruple: "You are really useless. No wonder they say that you Xia people are poor bugs. You can't handle such a small thing well, and you have to I will take action myself."

"Yes, yes, we are useless. Once Mr. Bert comes, he will definitely be able to turn things around."

When Wang Juntao faced Joe Bert's insults, he did not dare to talk back at all. He nodded in agreement with a smile, for fear of making the foreign master unhappy.

When he arrived at the hotel where he was staying, Joe Bert ordered Wang Juntao: "I'll take a shower and sleep first, then you arrange a lunch, and we'll go to Mingyuan Technology."

"OK."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Juntao drove Joe Bert to the headquarters of Mingyuan Technology.

Joe Bert was still wearing his brown suit, holding his suede briefcase, and walked into the headquarters of Mingyuan Technology with his head held high.

When the receptionist saw the foreigners arriving, he naturally did not dare to neglect and said very politely in English: "Welcome to Mingyuan Technology Co., Ltd."

When Joe Bert saw the pretty receptionist at the front desk, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and his eyes swept over her body unscrupulously.

The receptionist blushed a little when he saw him, so he asked, "Can I help you in any way?"

Joe Burt asked: "Who is the head of your company now? I want to see him."

The smile on the receptionist's face remained unchanged, he picked up the phone receiver and said, "Okay, I will contact Secretary Song for you. He is currently responsible for the daily management of the company."

Song Honglin is the newly promoted secretary to the general manager, replacing Zheng Baishun.

Hearing that there were foreign friends coming to the company, Song Honglin did not dare to neglect them and quickly asked the front desk to invite them over.

In the office, Song Honglin had already prepared coffee. As soon as Joe Bert entered the door, he said enthusiastically: "Mr. Bert, please sit down. Would you like coffee, Coke or tea?"

Joe Bert didn't take Song Honglin's words at all, but said straight to the point: "I came here today to buy a stake in your company."

When Song Honglin heard that foreign investors had invested in the company, he was immediately overjoyed.

These days, these people in China have an almost blind admiration for foreigners and foreign-funded enterprises. They feel that as long as they are foreign, they must be good and advanced. Therefore, after hearing from Joe Bert that he wanted to invest in Mingyuan Technology, Song Honglin

Almost without even thinking about it, I started to study the issues after joining the joint venture.

But soon, Song Honglin came to his senses. After all, Zheng Baishun had learned from the past. If he had made his own decisions, he would probably end up with the same fate as Zheng Baishun. Although he was also an old minister who followed Zheng Youyuan to conquer the world, but in his heart

He was still a bit pushy and knew that Mingyuan Technology did not have the final say. Therefore, he said cautiously: "Mr. Bert, please wait a moment. I can't make the decision on this issue you raised. I need to call me for instructions."

The boss.”

Joe Burt sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and complained: "Your Xiaguo organization is really bloated."

Song Honglin called Zheng Youyuan and told him that another foreigner wanted to invest in Mingyuan Technology.

When Zheng Youyuan heard this, he suddenly felt a headache when he thought of Zheng Baishun's incident. He wisely said, "Mr. Lu has more experience in handling this matter than me. You can call Mr. Lu and ask him what he means."

"All right."

Song Honglin hung up the phone. Joe Bert saw that Song Honglin didn't have the right to make a decision. He was very unhappy and said rudely: "So who is going to contact me about cooperation? I will come to talk to you personally. You have no sincerity."

None?"

Song Honglin accompanied him with a smile and said: "About cooperation matters, I need to ask Mr. Lu for instructions."

Joe Bert said unhappily: "Then go and call Mr. Lu over. Why are you still sitting here?"

Song Honglin looked at the clock on the wall and said, "Well... we need to wait for Mr. Lu to finish school first."

Joe Burt: “wtf…!?”

He stood up from the sofa all of a sudden, as if there were bullets inside the sofa.

"Are you kidding me? I order you to contact your boss now, immediately!"

Facing the furious Joe Bert, Song Honglin did not dare to neglect. Although Lu Yiming was in class now, he had to bite the bullet and dial Lu Yiming's number.

In the classroom, the phone that Lu Yiming placed on the table rang, and he immediately reached out and pressed the hang up button.

As a result, within a few seconds, Big Brother rang again, and Lu Yiming had to hang up again.

When the bell rang for the third time, Lu Yiming had no choice but to press the answer button. Then, while the teacher was writing on the blackboard, he walked out of the classroom through the back door with a puff of smoke.

"Hey, Mr. Lu."

Lu Yiming said unhappily: "Didn't I tell you not to call me at this point?"

Over the phone, Song Honglin quickly defended: "A foreigner came to the company and said he wanted to buy shares of Mingyuan Technology."

Lu Yiming said without thinking: "If you don't sell it, let him go."

When Song Honglin heard this, he thought Lu Yiming was too tough. He was a foreigner.

He was about to speak, but found that Lu Yiming had hung up the phone.

Song Honglin had no choice but to say to Joe Bert: "Sorry, sir, our boss said that he does not intend to sell any shares of Mingyuan Technology Co., Ltd."

Joe Burt asked angrily: "Why?"

Song Honglin said: "I don't know why, but this is his decision. You should please come back."

After knowing that he could only return empty-handed today, Joe Bert was already furious. As soon as he walked out of the headquarters of Mingyuan Technology, he took out his mobile phone, called Dover Almon, and yelled: "You

The Lu Yiming I'm talking about is really a shameless and dirty person, a barbarian from the Far East. He is really arrogant. I came over to discuss cooperation with him like a gentleman, but he didn't even show up! He rejected my proposal directly on the phone!"

On the other end of the phone, after listening to Joe Bert's complaints, Dover Ammon was helpless and asked: "Can't we negotiate terms with the other party?"

Joe Burt said filial piety: "What nonsense! They are just kidding me! It's a technology company with huge potential for making money, but the boss is still in middle school? Would you believe it if it were you?"

In Joe Bert's view, Mingyuan Technology has no sincerity in negotiating and is clearly insulting his IQ.

In school, when Lu Yiming received a call from Song Honglin, he knew without a second thought that it was Dover Ammon who was playing tricks again. Because looking at the whole world, he was the only one who wanted to invest in Mingyuan Technology the most.

However, Lu Yiming's dream is to build Mingyuan Technology into a high-tech innovative enterprise with completely independent intellectual property rights. He has never thought about accepting investment from others.

After school in the afternoon, Lu Yiming received a call from Lin Shuyi.

"I'll take you to a party at the school gate."

Lu Yiming said without hesitation: "I won't go."

Lin Shuyi said: "Let's go, it's a high-level party, maybe we can discuss some business? Just like last time."

In the current environment of Baiyun City, many characters who will be influential in the future are still inconspicuous. Lu Yiming was moved by Lin Shuyi's words.

Last time I invested in Jack Ma, AsiaInfo, and PHS. These three deals are where I will sit and collect money from now on. If the guarantee is not guaranteed, I will encounter a few more this time.

"Okay, I'll go over now."

Lu Yiming greeted Shi Qingxue and then got into Lin Shuyi's car.

Lin Shuyi stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Yunding Hot Spring Resort.

At this moment, it was just getting dark, and the Yunding Hot Spring Resort was already filled with neon lights and silhouettes of people.

Today is a gathering among the rich second generation of Baiyun City, and the attendees are basically people who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths.

They arrived at the resort early and enjoyed various bonfires and barbecues.

Among these people, there were three people, two men and one woman, who seemed to stand out from the crowd. Although these people present were all second-generation rich people, the other second-generation rich people showed great respect for these three people, and there were endless compliments.

"This is Zhu Qiankun, the Qilin son of the Zhu family. He took over part of the family business just after graduating from college. He turned the business around from losses to profits in just a few months. It's really amazing."

"Shi Wuwei is no less generous. After studying abroad in Cambridge, in just one year, he doubled the one billion start-up capital provided by his family."

"Zhang Yuxin is really amazing. Their factory almost went bankrupt during the financial crisis. She, a female prostitute, saved the factory suddenly. In just one year, she not only paid off the debt, but also made a profit!"

"Awesome, a young trend-setter."

"I admire you."

The deeds of the three young people amazed many people present.
To be continued...