Chapter 457: Illusion (Page 1/1)

This day happened to be the last day of 81 years, as for why he still went to Xiangjiang today, Chen Dahe didn't say, and Qianqian didn't ask.

She is very simple, but not stupid, Ye Zhenggen did not return to China, on the day Chen Dahe returned to China, Guan San left home, I don't know where he went, and tomorrow is New Year's Day, but Chen Dahe still has to rush to Xiangjiang, all of which shows that there is a big event happening.

I can't do anything for Brother Dahe, and I can't drag him back, so early in the morning, she just smiled and helped Chen Dahe sort out his collar, sent him away with a smile on her face, and then waited quietly at home for him to come back safely.

There was no flight to Xiangjiang today, Chen Dahe took a plane temporarily rented by Oliver, and came from Xiangjiang to pick him up before dawn, and when he arrived at the airport, the plane was already full of fuel and could take off and return at any time.

After three or four hours of flying, at noon, when the plane landed at Xiangjiang Airport and returned to the hilltop villa with Oliver, Chen Dahe finally met the negotiator he was about to face, a burly old man with silver hair and a red face like a bell.

"Boy," the old man stood up, strode up to Chen Dahe, and looked at him condescendingly, "Give me a reason, why don't you want to marry Oliver, isn't my granddaughter good?"

Chen Dahe is now 1.85 meters tall, and he can be 1.89 meters when he wears leather shoes, but standing in front of this old man in slippers, he is obviously half a head shorter, good guy, this should not be more than two meters, right?

Wait, what did he just say?

Chen Dahe turned his head blankly and looked at Oliver with a flushed face, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear it clearly just now, what did he say?"

Oliver's face turned even redder when he heard this, and he stomped his little foot and hurried up the stairs to the second floor, leaving him alone to face the hideous-looking old man.

What's the matter? Chen Dahe was confused, he really scared the old man's height and momentum just now, and he really didn't hear it clearly!

"Uh," Chen Dahe took two steps back, then stretched out his right hand, looking a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly just now, let me know, my name is Chen Dahe, you can call me Enzo, may I ask, what do you call it?"

The old man stared at him in a daze, and there seemed to be a murderous aura lingering between the two, and even the Filipino maid who came to serve tea quickly put down the tea cup and ran away.

Seeing that the Chinese kid in front of him kept stretching out his hand and keeping a smile on his face, the old man suddenly laughed, and then stretched out his right hand, his eyes were full of appreciation, "Yes, yes, my name is Will Bob Jones, you can call me Will, or Bob, you can do it." ”

"Hello, Will," Chen Dahe shook his hand with a smile, and then his heart moved, and he looked up at him, "Jones?"

"I'm her grandfather!" the old man replied confidently, then put his arm around Chen Dahe's shoulders and pulled him to the sofa to sit down.

He turned around and sat down on another single sofa, kicked off the slippers on his feet, put his feet on the coffee table, and looked at Chen Dahe, who was a little restless, with a smile.

Chen Dahe really didn't expect that those people would invite Oliver's grandfather to talk, with Oliver involved, he could put himself in the right position? Or did they still have the idea of using Oliver to force themselves to make concessions?

"Little one, you are quite bold," old Jones suddenly laughed, "go directly to the bedroom of the head of the ten consortiums to deliver the postcard, and take that oil painting from the safe in the study of the Rockefeller family, which has been five times more defended, that one of your subordinates, is he a god?"

Chen Dahe's face was full of stiff smiles, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Perhaps, maybe it's an elf." ”

"Haha, that's a good name," old Jones retracted his two big legs, and looked at him with one hand on his knee, "Okay, just like they're elves, boy, you've proven your qualifications, and you can talk to them, and now, let's talk about the conditions." ”

"Conditions?" Chen Dahe squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, "We didn't cross paths before, and everything will be the same in the future, isn't it good?"

Old Jones shook his head and smiled, his eyes staring at him like a falcon, "Enzo, you are a smart man, in your heart, do you think so?!"

"If there is no Star Wars program, then you are free to run any kind of legal business in the United States," Jones Sr. said, looking at him with his hands outstretched, "but with this, they can't let you enter the United States anymore! Withdraw all business in the United States, this is the condition they offer you!"

"The 70s that have just passed were the era of the peak of the monopoly economy," Chen Dahe pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows slightly, "In the United States, the top 10 conglomerates control almost 70 percent of their wealth and employees, but there are another 30 percent! Even if I don't do business with them, it doesn't mean that there is no business to do in the United States!"

"Oh yes, that's pretty good data," Jones Sr. shrugged, "and since you know that, you shouldn't take it hard, maybe it's the right thing to do with advice." ”

Chen Dahe looked at him quietly, and only smiled lightly after a while, "It's okay to withdraw, but what about my loss?"

"There is no compensation," the smile on old Jones's face faded, and he looked at him calmly, "you can take away the six hundred million dollars you earned from the United States, and other than that, there is not a penny of compensation!"

"No, no, no," Chen Dahe shook his head with a smile, "Mr. Jones, this is not what negotiations look like!"

"And what does the negotiation look like?" said old Jones chuckling, "and you want a dollar, and I say no, ten cents at most, like haggling in a small market in the slums?!"

"Young man, negotiating must have equal strength!" Old Jones snorted coldly, "Perhaps, it was your elf, oh, maybe a few, who gave you the illusion that you can negotiate with the top ten consortiums on an equal footing?!"

Unexpectedly, hearing this, Chen Dahe didn't have the slightest anger, just sobbed his lips and looked at Old Jones quietly.

is not angry, because he is right, if Guan San is compared to a nuclear bomb, it is a weapon that cannot be easily used, he can only help himself get to the negotiating table, but it can't increase the weight of the chips, it is impossible to really let Guan San chop up those big shots, so it is useless no matter where he hides, even if he is in the country, he will not let himself go.

To use an inappropriate analogy, there are many countries that have nuclear bombs, but how many of them can negotiate with the United States on an equal footing? Nuclear bombs can only be used as a talisman, and no one dares to use them, and conventional force is the guarantee of its own strength!

However, he can't just accept it in vain, although it is much better than the original two conditions, but since it is a negotiation, it will be negotiated in the end!

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