Four young people from Xiangjiang strode side by side on Rodeo Avenue with their heads held high, and at this moment, they forgot their status level, and their hearts were full of desire to conquer the world of flowers in front of them.

When they came to the door of the target restaurant, everyone quickly returned to their original positions, Bai Shaoyi walked in front, Lin Liang stood beside Zhang Heng, and Chen Zhenning followed closely behind two steps behind.

"Hualiu?" Zhang Heng glanced at the signboard, his brows furrowed, RB people are really wonderful, and the restaurant has such a name.

"Mr. Zhang, welcome. Poirot's tall and lanky figure came out of the door through the swaying light of the red lantern, and his smile was particularly eeriely reflected by the red light.

He beckoned everyone into the round arched gate, and a maid led the way through a winding corridor dotted with bamboo trees, at the end of which the maid opened a paper door painted with orchids and bent down to invite them in.

Inside is a tatami dining room, with a low long table, and a few people have changed into clogs and sat cross-legged on the side of the long table.

Even if he had eaten such a meal at RB once, Zhang Heng still felt awkward.

In his previous life, he didn't eat RB cuisine, and without him, he just didn't like this pattern.

"Mr. Zhang, I have entertained many Chinese customers before, and they all like it here, so I arranged it here this time, please bear with me if you have any inconvenience. Poirot bent over and laughed.

Why does this guy act like an RB person?

Zhang Heng scolded and said lightly: "You are entertaining customers from Wanwan, right?"

Polo admired: "Yes!"

Zhang Heng pouted, Wanwan people, hum, many people think they are RB people!

"Next time, I will definitely invite Mr. Zhang to authentic Chinese cuisine. As if sensing Zhang Heng's disdain and even displeasure, Poirot hurriedly smiled, "What do you want to have, the tuna sashimi and Hokkaido king crab here are quite popular." ”

Zhang Heng looked at the other three, all of them looked ignorant, so he waved his hand: "Don't use the crabs, it's too fishy, just come to the others, just eat enough." ”

Poirot was stunned, and then smiled and ordered the maid, who bowed out, and came back a moment later, followed by several waitresses with wooden trays, and the long table was suddenly full of cups and plates, but it looked a little smaller.

"Poirot, you're welcome. Zhang Heng smiled, took the lead and took a bite of tuna, dipped it in wasabi root sauce, and swallowed it in his mouth.

Chen Zhenning swallowed one sushi in one bite, and the other two ate better.

"Finally, this guy still has a bit of the demeanor of a rich boy. Poirot also ate with chopsticks, and at the same time observed the eating appearance of several people unnoticed, Zhang Heng's performance was quite satisfactory to him.

The maid outside the door can be recruited to pour wine for the guests, and the room is playing silk and bamboo music, this kind of banquet should have been enjoyed slowly, but when Zhang Heng and these people were met, it was all in vain.

Poirot had to give up the idea of explaining the ingredients and work hard together.

In just twenty minutes, several people put down their chopsticks, and after Zhang Heng thanked him for the sumptuous dinner, he directly asked about the Australian mining bonds promoted by Poirot.

Poirot suddenly came to his senses, and Balaba pulled for a long time.

Unlike the Fleming family, who have lived in Perth, the capital of Western Australia, since immigrating from England in the last century, Poirot is a descendant of the Diamonds, whose father inherited one of the family's relatively rich inheritances after the war, an alpine pasture on the banks of the River Turner.

After that, the family lived a relatively prosperous and peaceful life on this ranch in the inland valley of Western Australia, relying on cattle and sheep, until Thanksgiving Day in 1952, when things suddenly took a wonderful turn.

At that point in time, Lang Hancock, who is also a rancher in Western Australia, was flying a private jet over the Pilbara Grand Canyon area when he discovered a huge exposed iron ore vein while fleeing heavy rains.

The Australian government at the time, believing that its country's iron ore reserves were only 250 million tons, not only did not believe in Hancock's discovery, but also imposed a strict iron ore protection law, prohibiting all exploration and mining of new ore veins.

Thankfully, Hancock was a wealthy man with a tough personality, and after eight years of struggle and intricate "schemes", he was given the greatest Christmas package in human history on Christmas Day 1960: the federal government officially recognized him as the discoverer of the Pilbara's mega iron ore mine and granted him the privileges he deserved as the discoverer.

In 1965, mining giant Rio Tinto officially acquired the mining rights owned by Hancock on the terms of a 2.5% share of sales, and shortly thereafter, the Pilbara iron ore mine with 33 billion tons of proven reserves appeared on the world stage, attracting the hot attention of countless steel companies in emerging countries.

The Poirot family's ranch is just 15 miles from the nearest mine, just upstream of the Turner River, which flows through the Pilbara Rio Tinto's large mining area.

His father was fine, indifferent to the great changes taking place around him, and Poroco couldn't hold back his increasingly restless heart.

In 1968, after graduating from Perth secondary school, he gave up his university offer and used his father's savings to buy the exploration rights to his family and the ranches of several old friends in the vicinity, and set up a private mining company to devote himself to the hard work of finding iron ore.

After three years of arduous exploration, they still failed to find veins at shallow surface until the winter of 1971, but the first $230,000 raised had been depleted.

His father and his old friends were reluctant to reinvest, and Poirot had to use the James family to travel across the ocean to the United States to continue raising money for his mining company.

"Can I go to your company to have a look?" Zhang Heng looked at this young Australian who was about to be 22 years old, and his mood was very complicated, and there was something in the other party that deeply touched him.

Poirot was stunned for a moment, and said frankly: "Actually, I am just a nominal name in the Dolvin company, when I first arrived in Los Angeles in December last year, I negotiated with the boss, I learned the knowledge of the financial industry, while promoting my bonds, the company does not pay salaries, if I have results, I have to take a part of the commission." ”

Zhang Heng nodded: "I take the liberty of asking, how many bonds have you sold in Los Angeles for a year?"

Poirot looked embarrassed: "A total of 29,200 US dollars." ”

"And how much money do you have left?"

"$21,600. Poirot blushed and said in a low voice, "I came to the United States empty-handed, renting a house, dressing, eating, traveling, and socializing, all of which cost money......"

"One less, help me buy a pack of cigarettes. Zhang Heng took out his wallet and handed it to Bai Shaoyi, Bai Shaoyi was stunned, then nodded, took the wallet and got up to go out, and there was a soft conversation between him and the maid outside the door.

Zhang Heng turned his head to look at Poirot with satisfaction, "How much capital do you think your mining company needs to find the iron ore you expected?"

"$150,000, no, $100,000 is enough!" Poirot stared at him in surprise, "You, what do you want to ......"

"No, no, Poirot, you're thinking too much. Zhang Heng smiled and waved his hand, and Poirot's open eyebrows and eyes shrank instantly.

Zhang Heng ignored him and continued: "I want to know how well you know about the financial industry. ”

Poirot puffed up his chest and said confidently: "During my one-year study at Dowlin, I basically mastered the knowledge of modern finance, and I have also personally stepped into the stock, bond, and futures and options markets. ”

"Dowlin has a futures trading seat?"

"No, companies share trading seats with other companies. ”

At this time, Bai Shaoyi opened the door and came in, handed the wallet and cigarette to Zhang Heng, and nodded slightly to him.

Zhang Heng gave Poirot a cigarette, lit it and smoked it, shook his head, and pressed it in the ashtray, Poirot hurriedly did so, Zhang Heng smiled: "I want to hire you as my full-time broker, responsible for a futures operation, do you accept it?"

Poirot thought for a moment and asked, "Can you take the liberty of asking, how much money there is?"

"$400,000, if it goes well this time, it will increase in the future. ”

"I promise!" replied Poirot excitedly, "but there is one thing I must state beforehand, that I will still sign a contract with you in the name of the agent of the Dolvin Company, and you can rest assured that I will not charge more commissions." ”

Zhang Hengrao looked at him meaningfully, "Dorwin doesn't have a trading seat, you can do this business independently, and this commission is all yours." ”

"The boss took me, a high school graduate, as an intern in James's face, and gave me the opportunity to learn for a year, and I haven't created much performance for the company, so I can't just leave. Poirot said lightly.

"Okay!" Zhang Heng got up and patted him on the shoulder and walked outside, "Come back to the hotel with me, and we'll talk in detail." ”