782 Money Games
Tiger father has no dog, with Lee Jae-yong's background, even if he says what he wants to do in the future, the world's first will not be regarded as a wild talk, the Samsung Republic is both the weakness of the Li family and the opportunity of the Li family, when one day this word becomes a reality, Lee Jae-yong is really worthy of a sentence in the mouth of others.
The heavy rain was still continuous, because of the continuous swaying of the wipers, Lin Weiran's eyes could already penetrate the rain curtain, and he saw Li Zairong getting into the car in an orderly manner, and the three Samsung cars all drove away the next moment, leaving Mercedes-Benz parked alone on the side of the road.
The middle-aged uncle who was in charge of driving was completely dumbfounded, because the woman surnamed Han who was going to split up heard a lot of gossip about the elder behind her, and she was most concerned about the absurdity in it.
"Don't worry."
The middle-aged uncle, who felt that someone had been patted on the shoulder, turned his head back, and only saw Lin Weiran's calm expression.
"Go back to the company, there will be no more accidents in the future."
Mercedes-Benz restarted, and the frightened middle-aged uncle drove the car very slowly, and officially entered the city after getting off the airport expressway, and the bright neon lights on both sides of the street made him calm down.
"Yes, President, don't worry, I haven't heard or seen anything today. I, I ......"
Lin Weiran's gaze in the rearview mirror made the middle-aged uncle stop, and he subconsciously wanted to give himself a mouth and remind himself what it means to say more and make more mistakes. Lin Weiran was silent for a moment, and said softly, I know that the middle-aged uncle is on the verge of amnesty, and he has made up his mind not to talk more. Unexpectedly, Lin Weiran asked.
"What did the company say about me lately?"
This question called the middle-aged uncle so embarrassed, "No." I ......"
"Tell the truth."
The middle-aged uncle looked in the rearview mirror again, maybe Lin Weiran was too kind at this time. He also told the gossip rumors in Shinhan.
It is not a secret text for Shinhan to break away from Shinhan Group in the business district, because the stupid woman is so noisy that even the middle and low-level employees of Shinhan know it, according to common sense, it is a great deal for the entire branch of a group to break away collectively, but for Shinhan, which is merging with NHN and will become the largest comprehensive media group in Asia after the merger, Han Weiyi's actions have been given a veritable 'stupid' word.
But is Han Weiyi really stupid? Regardless of whether this stupidity is true or not, everyone has a strong curiosity about the reason, and the guessed results are so varied that it is jaw-dropping. From Lin Weiran's sexual fetish being too immoral, to the fiasco of being killed by Jiang Minjing in the harem, etc., it is really overwhelming, and there will never be a lack of freshness.
"There's one more." The middle-aged uncle suddenly stopped, and subconsciously wanted to reward himself with a few mouths, telling himself that he would lose too many words.
"What?" Lin Weiran asked.
"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's all nonsense, it doesn't count." The middle-aged uncle's hesitant appearance obviously made Lin Weiran curious.
"It's not this one. Go ahead. ”
The middle-aged uncle looked in the rearview mirror again, and for the first time in his life, he organized such a euphemistic wording. He whispered and hurriedly: "It would be crazy to say that a woman who wants to be dissatisfied with her desires......"
Lin Weiran was stunned, thought about it, and smiled dumbly. Think about it. If you want to be dissatisfied...... Han Weiyi seems to be really. He chuckled, listening to this hearty laughter, the middle-aged uncle let out a sigh of relief. followed by the laughter, and the laughter in the car immediately dispelled the depression brought by Lee Jae-yong. The speed of the car also became brisk for a while.
There was still a street corner from Xinhan, and Lin Weiran suddenly ordered to stop. Although the middle-aged driver is strange, he is not suspicious. Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped on the side of the road, and after Lin Weiran got out of the car alone, Mercedes-Benz drove to the underground parking lot.
This heavy rain came and went quickly, after the shower, the whole street was washed and renewed, Lin Weiran stood on the side of the road and looked up, the huge Xinhan Logo was particularly conspicuous under the night sky, Lin Weiran, who should have been a little arrogant, suddenly stretched his waist, not to mention the strange posture, his arms stretched out to the end and swayed his entire upper body from side to side, like he was in his early fifties, he was really an old guy who could make women want to be dissatisfied.
As if hearing the chuckle of the woman in the car, Lin Weiran suddenly turned around and saw the Ferrari parked on the side of the road, and it was estimated that four or five tickets had been posted on the front window. The streamlined red body is shiny with rain, and most passers-by cast curious glances.
The filmed window can't hide the identity of the owner, Lin Weiran knows who is sitting in the car, the woman has cried, made trouble, gone crazy, when the unwillingness and grievances are vented, she is not a stupid woman when she calms down.
After staring for a moment, Lin Weiran still turned around, he took a step towards the building, there was no trace of chic in his back, but the eyes of the woman in the car were still attracted, as if she could see something that others could not see.
Waiting for the back to disappear, Han Weiyi found that her hand had reached the door handle at some point, the car door had been opened, and the night breeze with coolness and moisture was constantly coming in, she put on makeup, she was carefully dressed, and the small dress showed her shoulders, because whenever she wore it like this, the man's gaze would always stay for a while longer, she had dark circles under her eyes that could not be covered, and there were bloodless lips under the pink lip gloss.
Anyone who is stabbed in the heart will be haggard, she Han Weiyi is not a superwoman wearing underwear, and although she is accompanied by her sisters, when she got the news, she couldn't help but come back here.
After not much fighting between heaven and man, Ferrari, which attracted a lot of attention and fines, left the side of the road categorically.
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It's booming, and the voices are boiling. Even in the fierce year, the Jiangnan financial hall was still crowded, and the traders in red vests quickly crossed the crowded hall, occasionally tossing and turning, and their skills were staggering. Not far from the door, a man was leaning against the wall and drinking coffee, his face full of untimely leisure.
"Senpai!"
Che Fangen, who heard the enthusiastic voice of his junior, turned his head to say hello, and a young man who was also not wearing a red vest ran quickly. Compared with the days of running around here in the past, Che Fangen is not what he used to be, as a well-known financial consultant, he has obtained a 'enviable' stability, especially at the beginning of the year, in the face of the government's repeated financial support policies, Che Fangen is still very cautious, and the expected economic downturn has made him gain the trust of most customers.
The young man ran to Che Fangen's side, panting, but he couldn't hide his gratitude: "When the government threw out 700 billion yuan at the beginning of the year, I thought that Lee Myung-bak's depreciation of the Korean won would also stimulate the domestic economy. ”
Che Fangen waved his hand casually: "I'm also lucky, you're welcome." ”
Young man: "We say that there is a lot of luck in this business, but which one succeeds not by vision and strength?" Like you, you are now a star financial advisor...... But senior, are you really not the inside information of the government here? ”
Che Fangen has experienced countless times during this period of inquiry, and the juniors in front of him are his own people, and he is no longer stingy: "Do you know Xinhan?" ”
"Shinhan?"
"Some time ago, I made a report to Shinhan Charity and found that the government's 700 billion yuan came from the reduction of welfare, and if it is really allowed to depreciate the Korean won to stimulate the domestic economy, the trend of funds in this regard is very suspicious."
The young man patted his head: "Oh! Is it the one that Xu Hyunxi advertises? ”
Che Fangen shook his head: "You still know Xu Xian?" ”
The young man said: "Girlhood, who doesn't take care of their eyes and relax after a day of work." By the way, senior, let me tell you, I recently received something unusual......"
Before the young man's voice fell, there was a small 'Didi' sound at the scene, and Che Fangen, who had been engaged in trading work, was very familiar with this voice even if he had left his post.
"Samsung Announces Hostile Acquisition of Never?"
The young man's soft murmur surprised Che Fangen, and then looked at the scene, only to see that all the traders were staring at the big screen, and Never, whose market value had been stable at the $20 billion mark for a long time, suddenly became popular, and there was a trace of silence in the hall that used to be full of people.
In this silence, another 'didi' sound is particularly obvious.
'Shinhan Group Announces Involvement in Samsung's Acquisition of Never as a White Knight'
Cha looked up at the young man next to him, and it was not impossible for Samsung Group, which aspired to be a part of Korean life, to attack Internet companies, but its hostile intentions were revealed by choosing to make a hostile takeover at the time of the merger of Never's parent company, NHN, and Shinhan.
Like a thunderclap, the hall immediately became noisy, and the money game that was more exciting than ever before was placed in front of everyone, making people's blood rush and gasping at the same time.
I don't know which trader in the red vest was the first to throw out the crowd, and a large number of traders picked up the phone to report to the company, and the bright red pattern of Never on the large page indicates how needle-to-needle this open competition is, and does not give people time to plan before moving.
"I went to the seniors first."
"Oh." Che Fangen nodded, and the young man took a few steps but suddenly turned back.
"Senpai, you've been in contact with Shinhan, do you think they can win?"
Che Fangen couldn't answer this question for a while, after all, the result of this kind of competition depends on whether the two sides are firm and the size of the investment. Facing the anxious eyes of his juniors, Che Fangen could only mutter.
"It depends on how much money Shinhan has......" (To be continued......