Chapter 118: Morgan
One after another, the invited guests arrived. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Whether it is several other members of the consortium or Chen Yuntao of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.
As soon as they meet, there are few scenes, and most of them will ridicule the jade invitation for a sentence or two.
Especially Jian Lin, he laughed and said: "Mr. Zhou's invitation, I have to treasure it, make it an heirloom, and pass it on from generation to generation." β
The crowd laughed.
Zhou Yu joked: "I finally had a party, I have to show my face and be different." β
"Atmosphere." Jian Lin gave a thumbs up.
While coping, Zhou Yu was most concerned about not Hilal or Brian, but another old man-Old Lei Shidong.
Zhou Yu originally thought that at the age of this old man, even if he agreed, he should not come over in person, at most let his children and even grandchildren come over.
But unexpectedly, he really arrived.
Zhou Yu is now aiming at Paramount, and Lao Lei Shidong is the biggest obstacle. Since he is here, take this opportunity to talk to him.
There was also a young man who came with Brian, who was honestly handsome. The height is similar to Zhou Yu, with blonde hair, a sunny face, smiling and not speaking, but the precipitated aristocratic temperament is very eye-catching.
Brian didn't introduce Zhou Yu either, and this young man didn't introduce himself, like playing soy sauce, but like a firefly in the night, he wouldn't be ignored.
As he spoke, he began to lie down.
Regardless of the celebrities singing their voices, on the spacious lawn outside the villa, the twenty or so people who were invited, plus the companions they brought, forty or fifty people, holding wine glasses, gathered together, and chatted in a low voice.
After all, this is not a young man opening a party, noisy and crazy. They are all very rational. It seems that the atmosphere of this party is very unique.
Zhou Yu didn't have to go up and say a few words like a meeting, there was nothing like that. Just hold a wine glass and shuttle around, chat with people here, have a drink with people there, and adjust the atmosphere.
It can be said that this should be regarded as a platform for closer relationships and networking.
Especially for the few non-consortium members, and even for politicians like Hillal and Brown.
Zhou Yu saw that Jian Lin was active, and saw those models showing their style to the fullest, everyone has their own purpose, which is very obvious.
Tina was with her father, Brian, and Angie wasn't idle, talking to Brown about something.
Qu Jing and Fang Tingting, these two girls, were eating and drinking on the side, which was different from ordinary people. And their two roommates are now discharging with a couple of young people - probably the younger generations of the big guys.
Zhou Yu walked slowly in the crowd, nodded to the guests next to him, and the blonde young man who was very eye-catching before walked over.
"Hello Mr. Zhou."
He bowed slightly, revealing a bland elegance that was neither pretentious nor obtrusive.
Zhou Yu smiled and touched a glass with him: "Although Your Excellency is here with Mr. Brian, it should not be his assistant or secretary." Your Excellency has a unique temperament and is not equal to leisure. β
The young man smiled slightly, neither proud nor humble, and said, "Morgan, Silva-Morgan." β
Zhou Yu's expression froze slightly, and he stretched out his hand: "It turned out to be Mr. Morgan!" β
The young man smiled slightly, shook hands with Zhou Yu, and said, "I think Mr. Zhou must be surprised because of my surname," and then a little helpless: "I think, if my surname is not Morgan, then, no matter where I go, maybe no one will know me." β
"That's the way of life, isn't it?" Zhou Yu smiled: "Walking in unknown places, controlling the direction of this country, low-key luxury." β
"Hehe," Silva smiled, changing the subject and reflexing, "I've always been curious about you. Mr. Zhou, it can be said that in the history of this world, you are the fastest person I have ever met. β
"Walking fast doesn't necessarily mean walking steadily." Zhou Yu shook his head and laughed at himself: "I'm also walking on thin ice now." β
"Who is different?" Silva took a sip of wine: "Even our Morgan family is just as trembling. In this world, no matter how strong a person is, he is not the eternal protagonist. It is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend, and we have to walk on thin ice. β
Zhou Yu thought so.
But he said: "I didn't expect Mr. Morgan to come today, and even before that, I didn't guess Mr. Morgan's identity and origin." I wonder what happened to Mr. Morgan coming over this time? He raised his chin slightly and gestured to his surroundings: "I don't think this body of mine is attractive to Mr. Morgan." β
It's the truth.
The people here, indeed, are not very attractive to Silva Morgan. Those members of the California consortium, Morgan must have known each other for a long time, a body that will not deepen the relationship, nor will it break the relationship. As for the others, it is completely possible not to put it in Morgan's eyes.
His position is not equal to idleness.
"No, no, no," Silva shook his head slightly, "Mr. Zhou is humble." Maybe the people here, most of them, really don't need to be deliberately pandering to a certain body. But Mr. Zhou has a huge appeal. So, I didn't have an invitation, but I came. β
After a pause, he said with a smile: "Please don't mind Mr. Zhou." β
"Of course." Zhou Yu smiled: "It's my negligence." You know, I didn't know you before. β
Silva bowed: "But now we know, don't we?" β
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Silva said: "Mr. Zhou's career makes me admire. It is foreseeable that in the near future, Mr. Zhou will become the richest person in the world. But with all due respect, I wonder if Mr. Zhou is sure to keep his family business? β
"Oh?" Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows: "What does Mr. Morgan mean?" β
"The world is a collective, and every circle is the same." Morgan said eloquently: "Cooperation is the best choice." Because in this way, the pressure and risks can be shared, so that more people can help themselves bear some unnecessary crises. It is time for Mr. Zhou to start reaching out to another aspect of the United States, such as conglomerates. It should be known that consortia compete with each other, but they support each other, and their forces are intertwined and intertwined into a huge and solid network. For example, our Morgan family and the California consortium. Bank of America is one of the cores of the California consortium, but a large part of Bank of America's equity is in our hands. We are enemies, but we are also friends. β
"Aren't there any eternal enemies?" Zhou Yu smiled.
"Yes, there are no eternal enemies." "We control the U.S. economy and influence the direction of the whole world, and we can't do it alone. We work together, we control together, and that's one of the most important factors in the prosperity of this country. β
"And Mr. Zhou, you, are actually a special existence." He said: "You are Chinese, but in a short period of time, you have gained a firm foothold in the United States and become a member of the consortium. Before this, there is no one who can compare with you. But your industrial structure, IMHO, is not sound. β
Zhou Yu laughed: "How do you say this?" β
"The sages told us that you can't put your eggs in one basket. But your industry, to be honest, is mostly tied to a California consortium. If one day the California consortium collapses, the impact on you is huge. β
Hearing this, Zhou Yu couldn't help but groan slightly.
In fact, what Silva said is not wrong.
Zhou Yu's core industry is the farm, although the farm has not been touched by any outsider, but the farm is in California. Other industries, even SpaceX, have strong ties to the California consortium. Except for the joint trade joint venture with Lin Zekai, everything else is the same as Morgan said.
In other words, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Yu is the hardcore of the California consortium.
Although he is not, it does not change the opinion of others.
Morgan's words opened another train of thought for Zhou Yu. In fact, it is not a new idea, and what East Traucher has done is such a reason. However, Dontok is not to be exposed.
"So, what does Mr. Morgan mean?" Zhou Yu couldn't help but say.
"We can work together." Morgan smiled: "Mr. Zhou doesn't have to worry about Mr. Brian's opinion, or the California consortium will have an opinion, because many members of the California consortium have a close working relationship with us, and this is not the first case." β
When Zhou Yu heard this, he couldn't help but look up at a group of people with Brian and Leo Eric as the core not far away, and then said to Morgan: "So, how does Mr. Morgan want to cooperate?" β
Morgan smiled slightly: "I know that Mr. Zhou's farm can't be interfered with under any circumstances." I can't do it through normal business means, and I am afraid that I will be beaten into a pulp by Mr. Zhou with conspiracy and even violence. As he spoke, he smiled meaningfully.
Zhou Yu was relieved.
Something about oneself, in the eyes of these people, is bright, like a firefly in the night.
He couldn't help frowning slightlyβthis was a shock, but at the same time, it was a handle.
These days, surveillance cameras are everywhere, and maybe the entire video is in their hands. If you want to go through Zhou Yu, it is very simple, and it is directly submitted to the court, then what awaits Zhou Yu must be a bad result.
I regretted it slightly. At that time, I was dizzy, and I knew that I should mask or something.
Morgan's words seem to be jealous, but in fact, there is a threat in them.
Zhou Yu pondered for a moment: "So, what does Mr. Morgan want to say?" β
"Mr. Zhou's fruit is very good, very good." Morgan said: "It can be said that no kind of medicine or food can compare to it." My grandfather was very respectful, and so was I. I know there is a reason for this. Nothing can come out of nowhere. You must have the relevant technology. β
Zhou Yu's eyes flashed: "You want technology?" β
"No, no, no," Morgan shook his fingers, "just like Mr. Zhou's farm, this is Mr. Zhou's roots." I thought that if I made this request, Mr. Zhou would definitely turn against me. β
Then he smiled and said, "Since Mr. Zhou can use some advanced technology to transform such a unique fruit, what about the others?" I mean grain? Medicine? Any plants? I also know the seafood produced in Mr. Zhou's fishing farm, and if this is the case, what about cattle, sheep and horses? What about other animals? β
Zhou Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Say it, your request." (To be continued.) )