Chapter 5 Fame

In the financial center of London's new town, Phil, who seemed the most stable, came forward to a 57-story office building. Yi Chen rented half of the office building on the 23rd floor and hung up a sign of a metal smelting import and export company called "Star". Everything was completed within three days. The office was originally a small company's factory. I don't know if it was because of bankruptcy or why, but now I'm leaving. Taking advantage of the owner's rush to find a new tenant, he rented it for three years at a price of 12% below the market price.

Yi Chen and Fatadio were quite satisfied with this office space, at least they looked like they had such a little bit of style.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Chen called another boss from London: "Dear David, can you do me a favor?"

David said with a hypocritical enthusiasm: "Of course, China Yi, we are friends, and it is appropriate to help each other."

Yi Chen smiled habitually and said, "Then, I am going to donate 10 million pounds to the archives of the Royal College of Literature. Can you help me?"

David asked in confusion: "Can't you solve these things yourself? Do you need help with donations? ... Well, oh, I understand, then, you'd better prepare another 5 million pounds. I need to deal with them. You also know that the second half of the year is coming soon, and you'd better be familiar with the relevant etiquette. Also, everything must be kept confidential, otherwise, it's ugly to see. You know, my relationship with them, that is, they are a little familiar with each other, they are not from our class."

Yi Chen said OK, hung up the phone, and smiled at Fatadio: "Everything is OK, there are two months left to be the award ceremony for the British royal family in the second half of the year. It is now the easiest to get a lifelong jazz title."

Fatadio's hands trembled and laughed: "According to the British royal family's practice, two hundred years later, the whole British people will call Mr. Jazz when they meet each other... Hahahahahahaha... Can you buy it with money?"

Yi Chen showed a sarcastic smile: "Now, many of the real serious people in Britain refuse to receive the award. However, those of us who need to bleach are still happy to cover ourselves with a golden halo of nobles."

Feli walked in with two cups of coffee, put it in front of the two, and then got stuck on Yi Chen. Yi Chen gently stroked her little hand and said with a smile: "Now, we have a very good goal in Manchester. The Manchester United Metal Smelting Company has been losing money for seven consecutive years. His boss is preparing to take him, but no one is ready to take over. It is expected that his price will be around 90 million pounds. Although the factory is not big, as long as we add a little bit of ragged boilers and do some tricks on the registered capital, we will be qualified to go public."

Fatadio nodded, showed a smile, picked up the coffee, carefully controlled his trembling hands not to splash out the coffee, and drank it all in one sip: "Our boss has indeed found the right partner to cooperate with. You can get things done with such quick efficiency. Among our previous partners, you are the first one."

Yi Chen smiled, nodded gently, and accepted his praise with a unique Chinese implicitness.

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Two months later, Yi Chen, the rogue leader, was wearing a luxurious dress and wearing jewelry worth hundreds of millions of yuan. He was proudly acclaimed with outstanding people from all walks of life in the British Empire and received the award from the Queen of England.

Fatadio, who was watching the ceremony below, did not know what method he used to get the invitation. His eyes had narrowed into a gap. As long as Yi Chen had such a lifelong jazz name, it would be of great benefit to their future acquisition of steel mills and listing. After all, Britain is still a conservative country until now, and the nobles are still very powerful in their society.

After the award ceremony, he ignored the whispers of the reporters. Yi Chen whistled away with a group of people. A row of eight luxurious BMWs highlighted his power, which made the reporters from all over the medium and inquire about: "Who is this? Why is he awarded the honor by the queen?" Of course, they would never have imagined that a committee chairman under the royal family of their sacred British Empire was smiling at the number added on his passbook.

After leaving the award-winning Buckingham Palace, Yi Chen's convoy joined Fatadio's convoy, and a group of people rushed directly to the train station and headed towards Manchester. Everything was right, and no one minute was wasted. Less than five minutes after they got on the train, the train left the station. Fatadio seemed to have a little special obsession with cleanliness and insisted on packing a car.

Negotiations on the acquisition of the steel mill were held at their current boss’s private residence.

This fat British man with a blushing face said seriously: "Gentlemen, I'm glad you're interested in my factory... My United Smelting Company is an ancient enterprise with a history of more than 100 years. It has a good social reputation and reputation in the local area and has a high integrity in the industry. If you choose my company, you will never regret it."

Yi Chen interrupted him without hesitation: "Dear Mr. Bili, integrity cannot be exchanged for vain money. Nowadays, only by skilled business methods and strong economic strength can an ancient and glorious company with good social surplus and fame become a hen that produces golden eggs."

Bili rolled his eyes and rushed directly to the topic: "I asked for 130 million pounds, and you can get the factory, land use rights and machinery of my company. You must understand that the price is very reasonable."

Yi Chen whistled and slumped on the sofa indifferently said: "Based on the scale of your company and the cost of those machines, well, it is reasonable for your asking price to be higher."

Bili was happy and said with a haha: "So, my dear, are you going to sign the agreement now?"

Fatadio smiled nervously next to him, looking like a pig being tricked by the sinister Yi Chen.

Yi Chen refused: "No, I will never buy your company for 130 million. It is not worth the price, and your company is definitely not worth the price."

Bili's self-esteem seemed to be hurt, and he suddenly stood up: "Sir, you are too unwilling to speak..."

Before he could finish his words, Yi Chen snorted: "Your land use rights will expire in less than five years. Your factory is in dilapidated, your machines are old products from twenty years ago, and even your workers... Dear God, if your factory has a group of capable and hardworking workers, will it take seven consecutive years of losses? If your company's operation is ideal, will you sell it to us?"

Bili opened her mouth: "How much are you going to pay?" At this moment, the pig-like Bili's eyes flashed like a fox.

Yi Chen said: "Eighty million pounds, a fixed price, nothing can be negotiated. Either you sell it to me or you find another buyer."

Bili shook his head quickly: "Impossible, your bid is too ruthless, I absolutely cannot accept it. Then, we have nothing to talk about."

Yi Chen tilted his head and looked at Bili with a strange smile: "What if, what if, what if, what if, I take it together with the bill in your hand? What if, what if, I take it together with the union of your factory? Your factory owes about 20 million yuan; and, according to the general acquisition contract, the new boss has the right not to accept the previous workers, then, do you think the thousands of workers in your factory will cause trouble for you or me? How do you think the Manchester District Court will pronounce the verdict?"

Yi Chen stood up quickly and said, "Forget it, since Mr. Bili doesn't want to, let's go. Anyway, we have many acquisitions, so we may not necessarily acquire Mr. Bili's."

Bili took a few steps forward quickly, and grabbed Yi Chen's hand with a flattering smile: "Sir, let's discuss it carefully. Are you saying that the company's debts? Are you taking over those workers?"

Yi Chen nodded.

In the end, Bili demanded three million pounds, and his small steel mill was transferred to Yi Chen and Fatadio's boss to join forces with the smelting company controlled by the company.

Ignoring Bili's invitation to attend the dinner, Yi Chen escorted him directly to the local court and other related government departments. In one night, Bili's joint smelter brand was replaced by the "Star" metal smelting import and export company. At the same time, members of the local trade union supervised the entire acquisition process. They were very satisfied that Yi Chen did not have the idea of ​​firing any worker, and at the same time, he also paid an extra salary for a month very generously.

Yi Chen stayed in Manchester for a week and took a look at the value of the current factory with several financial experts brought by Fatadio, and then reported the total value of the reorganized assets through various illegal means. Yi Chen kept saying that Russia had a huge investment and was about to arrive, so the bosses of the local business community in Manchester were surprised to see the ragged steel factory of Lao Bili, whose total self-production after the reorganization reached an astonishing figure of 2 billion pounds.

Yi Chen looked at these statements in the hotel with satisfaction and said with a smile: "As long as these statements are approved by the local authorities, we can apply for listing directly. I am indeed not very familiar with the stock market, so I will rely on you."

The Russians with big-name faces said proudly: "Don't worry, Mr. Yi, we will never let go of such a rich place in the British market. Our portfolio has never made any mistakes, and your investment is absolutely guaranteed."

Yi Chen smiled and said to Fatadio with a smile: "Dear, your subordinates are very confident... Well, of course, I hope that such confidence can be preserved until the end... The Chinese are a polite nation, so they will not do anything out of order to their friends, but I am an alien among Chinese, so I will warn you in advance that if there is any abnormality in my investment, I will kill your boss first and then slowly kill you."

Fatadio smiled a little awkwardly: "Mr. Yi, don't worry, everything is fine."

Yi Chen nodded, stood up and said, "I hope this is the case. You Russia has not yet conquered Chechnya. If I send someone to put a hundred bombs on your boss' territory, what do you think will happen? So, the money I invest must not be wrong... After all, it is not easy to earn money these days."

Fatadio nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I can understand you."

Yi Chen smiled with satisfaction: "So, very good. I want to solve the 20 million bill. People come to the door to owe him debt, so we can't ignore it, right? But 20 million is also money, especially when I occupy 45% of the shares in it, I don't want to go out 9 million pounds unjustly, so I can only take a trip in person. Gore, get the car ready."

After Fatadio and Yi Chen went out, he whispered to several financial experts: "Be careful. If something goes wrong this time, the boss will not need to kill you. All of us will not be able to leave the UK. This guy is cruel and ruthless. Moreover, even the largest family in Moscow cannot figure out his background. Do you understand?"

Several bearded men nodded quickly and agreed.

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The one who came to collect debts was a local private bank. Bili once borrowed them 20 million pounds as working capital due to business problems to pay workers' salaries, coal payments, etc. Now that they saw Bili's company changed their boss, they were a little anxious and hurried to collect them. Although they had heard that the new boss was strong, there were too many fraud cases in the mall, and geniuses knew whether there would be any problems. They trust Bili, a native boss from Manchester, but they did not trust these "London guys" from London.

Yi Chen met with their boss in the office of the general manager of the bank and said straight to the point: "We hope to wait for our smelter to resume normal operations before returning to the 20 million loan given to us by your bank."

The bank boss was a little embarrassed: "Dear Mr. Yi, what you asked is really..."

Yi Chen smiled: "Mr. Green, your business is an ancient bank with a good reputation. I believe you won't be anxious just because of a mere £20 million, right?"

Green, who has a pure appearance, nodded honestly and said: "20 million pounds is not a problem, but we must be responsible for our depositors. To be honest, for Mr. Bili, although we know that there are some problems with his business, he is a well-known person in our local area after all, and we trust him. And you have never had any contact with our bank. Our integrity towards you is still 0, and our board of directors will not feel at ease..."

Yi Chen interrupted his nagging: "Ah, dear Mr. Green, do you mean integrity? Integrity? So, how much integrity do you think your motherland and the sacred British Empire have?"

Sure enough, just like any conservative orthodox British gentleman, Green stood up and waved his hands excitedly and said, "Dear British Empire? His integrity is infinite. He is a great and sacred empire. Do you doubt her integrity?"

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled shamelessly, "So, what do you think of the nobles of the British Empire?"

Green smiled: "They are all noble people, and their integrity is unlimited because of the British Empire. They are gentlemen, and gentlemen will not give up their status and dignity just because of a little money."

Yi Chen laughed: "So, do you think that I, a winner of the British Empire's Officer's Medal, and a lifelong jazz of the British Empire, would give up my status and honor because of just £20 million?"

Green looked at Yi Chen with amazement and said: "Sorry, you are a lifetime jazz? Oh my God, sorry, I don't know, are you really..."

Yi Chen carefully took out his medal from the inner bag on his chest. The iron piece that cost about 100 pounds was kept by Yi Chen in a very precious crystal box. Yi Chen smiled and said, "I just accepted the award from the Great Queen and was fortunate to be included in the ranks of lifelong jazz in the British Empire. Sorry, I did not deliberately show it on my body, but because, for the sake of business, I came directly after accepting the medal. In order to show my respect for the royal family of the British Empire, I specially put it on my chest to store it."

Green looked at the medal enviously and nodded, "I believe in your strength, but, Mr. Yi, how do I explain to the board of directors?"

Yi Chen pondered for a moment, smiled and shook the medal in his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "Well, you published an advertisement in the local newspaper, saying that in order to support our company's operations, your bank invested 100 million pounds to invest. In fact, you only need to invest 80 million pounds. Of course, when you sign an agreement with us, we will repay your loan at a certain interest return rate, which is good for us. Our large investment has not yet arrived, and your investment will be our recent start-up capital."

Green pondered for a long time...

Three hours later, Green's bank passed Yi Chen's proposal, and Yi Chen guaranteed to give them a certain interest rate return, while Green's bank's good reputation in Manchester invisibly increased the surplus and integrity of Yi Chen's new company.

After leaving Green's bank, Yi Chen curled his lips and threw the box containing medals that he had just seen was extremely precious on his seat. He lit a cigar and said, "It's really strange. Don't these people know that the so-called flamboyant reputation and fame are all empty, and only actual interests are the most wonderful?"

The subordinates started to laugh...
Chapter completed!