Fang Chen looked at Wu Maocai in surprise, not knowing what Wu Maocai was thinking again.

After a few breaths, Wu Mao woke up as if from a dream, and then looked at Fang Chen directly, and his expression was a little weird.

Fang Chen couldn't help frowning, "Just say anything, why are you looking at me like this, I don't have flowers on my face." ”

Although he has been with Wu Maocai for so long, sometimes Fang Chen can't figure out what Wu Maocai is thinking about all day.

There is no way, Wu Maocai's brain circuit is obviously different from that of normal people.

"Actually, it's nothing, according to what you said, Clinton will definitely be the next president of the United States in the future, but I feel that the state of your conversation with him is a little different from the state of talking with Yeltsin and Guo Yubo. Wu Maocai said cautiously.

To say that Clinton, like these two, is the leader of a big country, but the Ninth Master is obviously more freewheeling in the face of Clinton, and when talking to Yeltsin and Guo Yubo, he obviously has a lot of scruples, and many things are said with consideration, and even most of the time he acts more as a listener, and even rarely expresses his own opinions.

Especially Guo Yubo, to say that he is even more wrong than Clinton, but the attitude of the ninth master seems to be more cautious.

Fang Chen couldn't help but be stunned, he really didn't expect Wu Maocai to be thinking about such a question.

For a while, he really didn't know whether to say that Wu Maocai's observation focus was different, or whether to say that Wu Maocai's brain was abnormal.

"You're right, my attitude toward Clinton is indeed different from that of Guo Yubo. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Chen looked stunned, and then said faintly: "Who made the United States capitalism." ”

In terms of status, Clinton's status is not only not inferior to Guo Yubo, but even stronger than Yeltsin; as the only superpower among the superpowers and the hegemon of the Pacific Ocean, the US president does have such an identity, status, and power.

But the problem lies in the four words capitalism, and the actual controller of the United States is definitely not the president of the United States, but the various capital tycoons and consortia hidden behind the scenes.

In other words, the president of the United States is just a wage earner, disobedient, changing one, or even killing, it is a normal thing, and there are about six or seven or eight American presidents who have been assassinated in history.

In other words, the president of the United States can start a war at will, trample on justice and justice, and do anything unbelievable, pointing the finger at the deer as a horse, and doing something terrible, but he cannot harm any capitalist.

And he is now the biggest financier of Clinton's presidential campaign, in other words, he is now the capital tycoon behind Clinton, in this case, does he need to speak to Clinton with a cautious attitude?

It should be the other way around, and Clinton should be careful to talk to him.

If Clinton fails to grasp this measure, then he is breaking the rules of the game set by the US capital consortium, and the presidency will certainly not fall into his hands at that time.

In the United States, the capital is the largest!

This is also the reason why in the United States you can scold the president at will, at home, at school, at work, even newspapers, media, and television stations, it doesn't matter, freedom of speech.

But in the United States, do you dare to scold these big capitalists?

No, because I will be taught by the legal department of the consortium and private lawyers in minutes.

Of course, with Clinton's victory in one election campaign after another, until he came out of the Democratic Party and stood out against Bush Sr. on behalf of the Democratic Party, there will certainly be some veteran consortiums that support the Democratic Party to invest in Clinton and raise funds for Clinton.

When the time comes, I am afraid that Clinton's attitude towards him will be different from that of tonight.

That's human nature.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't come to the United States a few times a year, and he doesn't meet Clinton a few times, and Clinton's attitude towards him is better, or is it flattering or flattering, does it matter?

Just take care of his business.

An inexplicable glint flashed in Fang Chen's eyes.

As for why Yeltsin and Guo Yubo were treated with such caution, the reason is also very simple.

As I said just now, a rich man like him is a master in the United States, he is God, he can do whatever he wants, even if he breaks the law, he has a lawyer who can bail him out, and then lie comfortably at home.

That is, when the court session begins, go for a while, and if you are acquitted by the jury, you can go home and sleep.

But in the Soviets, especially in the country, the rich man is the grandson, especially the richest man, it is simply a high-risk profession, and pigs will be killed in minutes.

Two months ago, that is, before Taizong's southern tour, the policy had been repeated, and the two kinds of arguments about the surname, society, surname and capital could be described as chattering, and the entrepreneurs who were speculated and locked up for various crimes were like carp crossing the river, and there were countless of them.

The reason why some township entrepreneurs attach their enterprises to state-owned enterprises, or even donate them to local governments, is not just to put on red hats.

This is also the reason why those rich people in the country like to immigrate.

After all, in capitalism they are the masters, and in China they are the grandchildren, so it is not surprising to make such a choice.

In this case, how could Fang Chen be a man without his tail between his legs.

This is also the reason why the two companies he invested and founded in China, Xiaobawang and Qingtian Communications, are both high-tech enterprises with the least entanglement with the interests of traditional industries, not to mention the black zone, not even the gray area, and the clean one cannot be clean.

To put it mildly, with his three enterprises in Russia, Auto Alliance, Huaxia Bank, and Dump Ye, if they are operated in China, in terms of what these three companies do, he Fangchen is a cat, and nine lives are not enough to die.

However, Russia is now speeding down this avenue called capitalism, without looking back.

This will give birth to an oligopolistic economy that is more monopolistic, arrogant, and unchecked than the capitalist economy, and even affects national policy.

And he Fangchen is probably the largest and most famous oligarch in Russia.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen was a little helpless, if there was a book that recorded the Russian oligarchs in later generations, he Fang Chen would definitely not be able to escape.

Wu Maocai chewed the word capitalism thoughtfully, as if a new door had opened.

After sighing for a while, Wu Maocai suddenly said to Fang Chen, "Ninth Master......"

Seeing Wu Maocai spitting again, Fang Chen couldn't help kicking Wu Maocai's buttocks, and said sharply: "You learned from that problem, tonight, your speech is vague and sticky, and it's annoying to watch." ”

Wu Maocai covered his buttocks and said with grievances: "Why are you kicking me, I just didn't think about how to tell you, besides, I didn't learn everything from you." ”

Hearing this, Huiming and the others finally couldn't help laughing, and even gave Wu Maocai a thumbs up in their hearts!

Wu Maocai's words are really true, and the boss is the one who likes to talk half and leave half and sell off.

Seeing that Fang Chen's face was already dark, Wu Maocai didn't dare to sell it anymore, and hurriedly said, "Ninth Master, let's buy a private jet." ”

Hearing this, Fang Chen's eyes couldn't help narrowing, and he just wanted to say something, but he saw Wu Maocai directly lift Meng Meng up, and said: "Are you willing to let Meng Meng stay in the dark cargo hold, in the cage all the time?" You must know that it takes at least thirteen or fourteen hours to fly back from the United States, and if you count the waiting time for the flight and waiting for the luggage, basically a day has passed."

"Besides, you run all day long, so busy, it's really inconvenient to not have a private jet, if we have our own private jet, we can fly whenever we want, at least the time to wait for the flight and be delayed, with the frequency of your flight, there is a lot of time left in the year. ”

"Moreover, on a private jet, you can rest well, no matter where you go, you will arrive the next day after sleeping, what kind of car and horse are tired, there is no such thing as there is no such thing as eating, drinking, entertainment, what KTV, billiards room, table tennis everything, whatever you move around on the plane, and even if you want, it is not impossible to build you an office golf course......"

Just when Wu Maocai was gushing, his eyebrows fluttering, and the more he talked, the more outrageous it became, Fang Chen suddenly interrupted it, and said lightly: "Why do you say so much, I didn't say that I wouldn't sell it." ”

As soon as Fang Chen's voice fell, Wu Maocai continued: "I'll just say you buy one, it's not expensive anyway......"

Speaking of this, Wu Maocai's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, his eyes widened, and he looked at Fang Chen in disbelief, "No, you just said that it doesn't seem to mean that, so do you buy it or not?"

At this time, his mind was already confused, and he couldn't even figure out whether Fang Chen would buy it or not, and what he said just now was completely according to inertia.

Fang Chen sighed helplessly, "You can figure it out for yourself, think it out and then talk to me." ”

After speaking, Fang Chen planned to rest, he was too lazy to say so much to Wu Maocai, Wu Maocai's brain was indeed not good.

Seeing this, Wu Maocai hurriedly pounced over, grabbed Fang Chen, was excited, and shouted excitedly: "Ninth Master, don't go, buy, buy, I understand, let's buy." ”

Fang Chen glanced at Wu Maocai with a smile, "Now my mind has turned around." ”

"Didn't I expect you to agree, and suddenly didn't come to your senses. ”

Wu Maocai hurriedly invited Fang Chen to the sofa, handed over fruits, and made tea and washing water, as attentive as he wanted.

After doing this, Wu Maocai watched Fang Chen drink tea with a blank eye, a pitiful appearance that wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak.

"Alright, what do you have to say. Fang Chen glanced at Wu Maocai and said.

"Ninth Master, how could you agree to buy a plane?" Wu Maocai hurriedly said.

He had been thinking about this question in his mind before, and he was even about to be suffocated, but he was afraid to ask, which made Fang Chen angry, and the plane in his hand was gone.

"Didn't you complain about Mengmeng just now, and now you ask me why?" Fang Chen couldn't help but joke with a smile.

"Ahh

Hearing Fang Chen say this, Wu Maocai's mood was suddenly dumbfounded, although he guessed a little just now, but he didn't expect it to be because of Meng Meng.

Co-authored, he's not as good as a cat right now.

No, he is not even as good as a cat's paw, in order to get the ninth master to nod and agree to buy a private jet, he doesn't know how much time it took to persuade.

Fei Xia's tongue is even more innumerable.

The result is good, as soon as he moved out, the ninth master immediately agreed.

Even now, Wu Maocai doesn't even know whether he should be happy or not.

To say that Jiu Ye agreed to buy a private jet, it is definitely a great joy for him, but when he thinks about it, because of Meng Meng, don't mention the uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Looking at Wu Maocai's wilting appearance of frosted eggplant, Fang Chen chuckled, "Okay, tease you, on the way from Malaysia to the United States, I was thinking about buying a private jet, and it was just a boat push down the river just now." ”

As he spoke, Fang Chen scooped Meng Meng over, stroked it a few times in his arms, and then said to Meng Meng: "Anyway, you are also the first cat to buy a private jet because of you, are you happy or not." Absolutely scorpion poop is unique. ”

Meng Meng tilted her head, glanced at Fang Chen, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Fang Chen chuckled lightly twice, or the cat is too young, and he doesn't know how good a private jet is.

"Really, Ninth Master...... Ninth Master, don't lie to me!" Wu Maocai was so overjoyed that his mouth was even puffed with joy.

"What's there to fool you, but even if I agree with you to buy it now, this private jet can't be used right away. Fang Chen stroked the cat and said casually.

In Malaysia, after two days on Guo Henian's private jet, Fang Chen did have the idea of buying a private jet.

In this world, where the money is spent, where is comfortable, taking a private jet is comfortable, convenient, and free, and in addition to the advantages that Wu Maocai just said, the most important thing is that private jets can also give people a sense of home.

There is food, there is drink, there is a bed, isn't this home?

And now the conditions are also suitable, Taizong has already toured the south, not to mention that the status of the merchant has been greatly improved, but at least he will not be as frightened and panicked as before.

The center of gravity of society has shifted to economic development in an all-round way.

It can be said that buying a private jet now and buying a private jet three months ago are simply two different concepts.

However, it was the journey from Malaysia to the United States that really made him decide to buy a private jet.

It is the so-called easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

After taking a private jet twice, and then taking an ordinary airplane, even if it was first class, Fang Chen always felt very uncomfortable and aggrieved.

Even to say something unpleasant, if Fang Chen is reborn now, and then let him only travel in economy class like in his previous life, then he would rather not go out and stay at home.

Moreover, it is easy for him to buy a private jet, after all, he is the biggest man in Russia, and now he sells second-hand Russian planes of domestic airlines.

Getting himself a private jet is not Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts - a piece of cake.