Chapter 257: Is It Really Not Something That Can Be Measured by Money?
When Angela and Corinna left, Arthur leaned back on the boss's chair a little lazily, tilted his head up on the back of the boss's chair, closed his eyes and thought, and his fingers tapped the armrests of the boss's chair rhythmically.
For Muzicheng, it can no longer be described with any thunderous ears, his life, by many people are sought after, this super-rich man who made a fortune by selling plastic flowers, almost monopolized half of He Rijiang's wealth.
Some people say that Herijiang is the city of Muzi's family, and Mu Zicheng's business empire has long penetrated into all aspects of Herijiang, even in the United Kingdom, now Arthur will do business with Muzicheng almost every day, and even make a phone call and turn on the heating for a while, these are all Muzicheng's industries.
Some people say that he is just a speculator and does not go without profit, but in fact, this is not wrong, after all, for Muzicheng, who is just a businessman, where there is interest, he will go.
As early as 2000, he had already entered the UK in a big way, spending 40 billion pounds to enter the British market. You know, at that time, Britain's annual GDP was only $1.65 trillion.
As a result, he also became a guest of honour at the house of an old English lady, which is why he was awarded a position three times. From Justice of the Peace in 1981 to Sir CBE, and then to Sir KBE in 2000, it is enough to see the power of buying, buying, buying, buying.
His UK industries have covered a wide range of sectors, including telecommunications, property, transport, energy, water, catering and mass consumption.
To be honest, to be a competitor with this kind of super predator and grab resources, Arthur's pressure is really not small, not to mention the rest, the main reason is that the other party is too rich!
Even if you have a lot of money, even if you play mergers and acquisitions, you don't need to borrow money from banks, but those banks come to the door to ask for loans one by one, just like their grandsonsγγγγγγ
Hey, why is there such a big gap between people and people!
Arthur opened his eyes, shook his head a little helplessly, no matter what, since his path has been chosen, he will not give up easily, although in terms of financial resources, he and the other party can not be compared, but as long as he makes good use of the bank, he will not be too far away in the financial resources of mergers and acquisitions.
All that's left is to see whose goal is more precise, more efficient, and faster!
If I am not mistaken, the time when the other party will really start to invest the main money in the UK market will be in the following year 2010, when the other party will really start to buy and buy the rhythm.
Therefore, there is really not much time left for him Arthur Bolin to grow and grow, and if he wants to grab a few pieces of ROU before this super predator starts to devour, he can only speed up the pace and hurry.
Although this will make his foundation unstable and bring some risks, there is no way to do it, so he can only find a way to eat it first, and then slowly digest it!
"Hey, boss, the news has been heard, Feldspar Group is indeed on the list of invited guests, but according to the information I have received, Muzicheng is from Asia and will be represented by his eldest son, Victor Li. β
"Okay, I got it. Approaching four o'clock in the afternoon, Arthur received a call from Corinna, and after hanging up the phone, he couldn't help but sigh again, the family is a big celebrity.
Although this Victor Li has always been very low-key, however, when people in the whole heavenly dynasty and even the whole world hear his name, they will first think of another century...
Some people say that life can't be measured by money, if you have to measure it with money, how much do you think you are worth?
Others may not know, but Victor Li is definitely the most valuable, and one billion is real!
"Hey, people are really different... β
From chandelier curtains to bone china tea sets, everything is classical luxury to the extreme, and in the restaurant of the Ritz Hotel, which is synonymous with the luxurious life of the old-school British aristocracy, Arthur elegantly held a black teacup, bowed his head and took a sip of black tea, and sighed meaningfully.
Dressed in a slim and simple black commuter suit, which brings out a capable temperament, Ai Mo, who always shows a sense of high-end beauty, raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the black teacup, looked at Arthur with a smile, and asked softly: "What makes you feel so emotional, people are different?"
"Hehe, although talking about money will seem very vulgar, but, before I was thinking, if people are valuable, what price do I put on myself... Arthur laughed, picked up a sandwich and took a bite.
Aimo stared at Arthur, sat upright and thought, frowned slightly, and asked softly, "Why do you think so?
"Hehe, I didn't mean that, here's the thing... β
Arthur was worried that Aimo wanted to be crooked, so he stopped going around in circles and told the story about the billion-dollar son, although Aimo may have heard about it, but under Arthur's vivid narration, it still made Aimo's eyes bright-eyed and amazed.
"Giggles, so you have the problem of measuring people by money?" Aimo asked with a teasing smile on his face as he looked at Arthur, who was drinking from a black teacup.
Arthur shrugged, nodded, put down the empty black teacup, reached for the black teapot, poured it for Aimo first, and filled his own teacup.
"This is a false proposition, there is no meaning and value at all, in fact, life always has its unexpected fairness, the most luxurious things in the world can not be measured by money, and the best luxury is ourselves, unique and unparalleled, can not be replicated unique!"
"Hehe, I know, didn't you think about it, just think about it, forget it, don't talk about it, where to go after afternoon tea in a while?" Arthur shook his head and smiled, no longer entangled in boring questions.
Aimo looked at his watch, then smiled: "At 5:30, I made an appointment with a makeup artist and a stylist. β
"I'll go with you. β
"It's boring, it's going to take more than an hour, and besides, don't you need to go back and get ready and change into a dress? β
"Okay, then I'll send you over first, then go back and change your clothes, and come back to pick you up. "I really need to go home to take a shower and change my clothes, and Arthur didn't insist,
"Well, you have a sweet tooth... β
The sunset fell, and the last warm glow was annihilated in the tall building. The disappearance of the sun is followed by the night of the city, the madness of the city. Neon lights, street lights, and car lights are the elements of this city, and of course, there are also people's endless greed and hair.
The Royal Quay Hotel, a historic and cultural hotel in London, is a classic landmark building in the British community, and the vibrant "meeting room" of the British capital, an excellent place to gather, talk and celebrate.
For more than a century, the hotel's unique charm lies in the fact that it has attracted many famous celebrities, aristocrats, members of the aristocracy, celebrities and even controversial celebrities.
Fashionable parties, music parties, and the most prestigious events are sometimes held here.
The sleek and modern design is blended with the historical atmosphere, enjoying the luxury and modern flavor, from the public area to the SI room, always showing a restrained simplicity and special purpose, the combination of stone and copper materials creates a trace of magnificent classical beauty.
When the handsome and dashing Arthur walked into the splendid Pompadour ballroom with the elegant and charming Aimo, which was full of French court paintings, he immediately attracted the attention of many people and raised his glass with a smile.