Chapter 1392: Salman Mehta

……

"Since Mr. Liu intends to reconcile, then I, Sharman Mehta, am not an unreasonable person. Forget about the past, write it off. ”

"Well said!"

Liu Dong smiled and nodded, but looking at Sharman Mehta, who was also smiling, he didn't think that just by returning the notebook, the other party might really forget about the conflict between them.

If you want to really turn the two sides who originally had contradictions and hatred into friends, then there is only one way!

Thinking of this, Liu Dong smiled and said, "What does Mr. Meta think of the Hanhua Group?"

"A world-class consortium with assets of nearly $350 billion! Mr. Liu's talent is admirable!" Sharman Mehta frowned slightly, not understanding why Liu Dong would ask this. However, the size and wealth of the GCA Group is indeed the envy of Sharman Mehta.

Although his Mozambiana can also get nearly 20 billion US dollars a year, he can only get 2 billion US dollars after feeding everyone up and down, and he has only received 2 billion US dollars.

Although $2 billion is already a huge amount of money that ordinary people can't imagine. But the money is too hard to spend because it's black.

Moreover, although Mozambitani is strong, it is not inferior to those of the world's top 500. But the influence of both sides is heaven and earth.

If he could, he would also like to become the chairman of a large company, a well-known entrepreneur, enjoy the shine of the spotlight, and be praised by the whole world. But Sharman Mehta's talent in business is really ordinary. With the support of the powerful 'Nehru Gandhi' family behind it, it is okay to run an underground casino. If he wants to enter the highly competitive and weird shopping mall, he is still too tender.

After a few failed attempts, Sharman Mehta temporarily stopped trying to continue working in the business world.

The more you can't get it, the more you want it, and this is a mental trait that all people have. Salman Mehta is no exception.

Although he failed in business, his desire to become a business magnate never disappeared in his heart.

Facing Sharman Meta's complicated gaze mixed with envy, Liu Dong smiled slightly smugly, "So is Mr. Meta willing to cooperate with Hanhua Group?"

"Cooperation?" said Salman Mehta, raising an eyebrow.

"That's right! India is a big market that can excite companies all over the world, and we at GCA Group also want to develop our business here! However, each country is different, and the best way for GCA Group to achieve rapid development in India is to cooperate with local companies here!"

"Why me? I believe that with the strength of Hanhua, there is no shortage of strong collaborators in India!" said Salman Mehta, mused.

"That's right! There are hundreds of partners that the GCA Group can choose from in India, but I would prefer to cooperate with Mr. Meta!" Liu Dong smiled slightly.

"Because of the 'Nehru Gandhi' family?"

"Hehe, that's right! Hanhua Group is not short of money, technology, and strength. What worries us most is India's political obstacle. And cooperating with Mr. Meta can avoid the disadvantages of Hanhua Group in this regard to the greatest extent!" Liu Dong said bluntly.

Both parties are smart people, and if you want to work together, it's easier to succeed by being honest than being secret.

Looking at the smile on Liu Dong's face and the shimmering eyes, Salman Mehta became silent. Liu Dong's directness was somewhat unexpected to him. However, in the face of the other party's unreserved straightforwardness, if he is not impressed, it is fake.

Anyone with the slightest ambition is eager to make a difference, and Sharman Mehta is no exception! And it is somewhat difficult to say that although Sharman Mehta was the son-in-law of the Nehru Gandhi family and was in charge of the vast Mozambitan, he was in fact an outsider within the Nehru Gandhi family, with limited influence, and in colloquial terms, he was the 'son-in-law' of the Chinese proverb, and he had to endure the criticism and contempt of his wife and his mother's family at all times.

That's why Salman Mehta wants to prove his abilities.

Mozambigandhi's success allowed him to gain some status by being valued by his family. But the failure of the bright face industry has always made Sharman Mehta bear the label of the son-in-law of the Nehru Gandhi family, rather than the founder of the Mehta family, which he prefers!

"How do you want to work together?"

"It's very simple! We work with Mr. Meta to acquire a promising company, and the shares are divided according to the amount of investment, and the Hanhua Group is responsible for the management, and of course Mr. Meta can supervise the operation of the company. If the company's development encounters technical and market difficulties, GCA Group is responsible for solving them. If the company encounters a problem from the Indian government, Mr. Mehta will be responsible for solving the problem...... How?"

"I need to think about it!"

After some thought, Sharman Mehta looked up.

"Of course, but I hope Mr. Mehta will give me an answer soon, for I'm not sure I'll be able to stay in India for too long!"

"Three days, I'll give you an answer in three days!"

"Then I'll be waiting for Mr. Meta's good news!" Liu Dong smiled.

After talking about business, because he remembered the cooperation that Liu Dong said, Salman Mehta, after a casual dinner, he said goodbye.

And Liu Dong sent him to the door of the hotel, and after watching the extended Lincoln disappear into the night, he sighed slightly.

"'There are no eternal enemies in the world, no eternal friends, only eternal interests!'

The longer he has been in the shopping mall, the more he has seen a lot of flies and dogs, and after seeing a lot of tricks, Liu Dong's initial edges and corners have been gradually smoothed out.

If he had encountered this kind of thing before, he would definitely not compromise, and would even use the handle of the other party in his hand to reap the benefits for himself. If the other party resists, or if it is fiercely hostile, he will definitely rely on his relics and powerful force to teach him how the strong dragon crushes the earth snake in minutes.

But now, Liu Dong is more and more fond of using common interests to resolve contradictions, and using cooperation to win more friends for himself. Use temporary compromises and concessions to strive for more long-term benefits.

He is becoming more and more mature, and he is becoming more and more like an old fritter in a time-honored shopping mall.

"Boss, what you explained is done!" When Liu Dong returned to the room, Luo Di happened to come over.

"So fast?"

"Yes! Actually, by the time our people passed, they were ready to leave. ”

"Oh, where is he now?"

"Half an hour ago, I boarded a flight to the UK!"

"What about his family?"

"With him, it's all gone!"

"Hehe, that's good! I'm really looking forward to what Sharman Mehta's expression will be when he hears the news that his closest henchmen have run away!"

"I'm sure it's going to be exciting!" Roddy said with a smile next to him.

"That's right, haha!"

……

No matter how troublesome Liu Dong and Luo Di were, Sharman Mehta, who had just returned home at this moment, did not notice anything abnormal, and his mind still echoed Liu Dong's proposal to cooperate.

In fact, he was ready to agree to Liu Dong's proposal for cooperation at that time. After all, this matter is almost harmless to him.

Follow the Hanhua Group, almost 100% of the money. Liu Dong's experience over the years has long proved this.

However, saying yes and saying yes immediately are two different things. By dragging it out, you may be able to get yourself a little better terms.

"But in this way, I am afraid that the loss of Mozambitani will not be recovered!"

With a sigh of pity, Sharman Mehta picked up the phone on the desk and dialed it.

But the long silence made Sharman Mehta frown. This has not been the case in the last decade or so.

Salman Mehta, who was instinctively a little unintuitive, hung up the phone and dialed another number again, and this time it was a smooth connection.

"Boss......!"

Before the other could finish speaking, Sharman Mehta interrupted, "Is Raman here?"

"Manager Raman, he's gone, I haven't seen him for a day!"

"Do you know where he went?"

"I don't know!"

"Find him for me now!"

"Yes, boss!"

After hanging up the phone, Sharman Mehta frowned, originally he wanted to ask Raman about the profit balance of Mozambida this quarter, so that he could be prepared for the next cooperation with Liu Dong.

The person who thought of his closest cronies was gone?

Sitting in the office, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, immediately turned on the computer next to him, and after skillfully entering the account password, he opened the 'account balance page' with great anticipation, and a series of zeros popped out from it, which made Sharman Mehta freeze all of a sudden!

As if in disbelief, after refreshing it several times in a row, looking at the unchanged computer screen, the blue veins on Sharman Mehta's forehead suddenly jumped, and his flushed face was filled with indescribable rage.

"Damn Raman Shah, I'm going to tear you to pieces......!

The hapless computer was immediately reduced to a pile of garbage by Sharman Mehta's wrath.

And just as Sharman was frantically smashing everything he could see in his study, the man he cursed was already twenty thousand feet in the air.

"Alas......!"

A suppressed sigh made people understand how helpless his master was at the moment.

However, at this moment, in addition to helplessness and reluctance to leave his hometown, Rahman still has many doubts in his heart.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… (To be continued.) )