"Industry?" Wang Chuanru looked at Zheng Wuming with an indifferent smile as if he was looking at a monster, and secretly sighed that he was really old, and these young people really had the courage to play.

You know, as the old saying goes, interlacing is like separating mountains – and the same is true in business.

Whether you're selling pancakes on the street or selling high-tech products in a high-rise building, no matter what you're selling, there's a common title – businessman.

However, businessmen and businessmen are different, they operate in different directions, their products are different, and their understanding of doing business is also different.

Wang Chuanru has been doing business in rubber import and export and real estate, which belongs to industry. But Zheng Wuming, who is an investor, said that he wanted to do business, which is really incomprehensible.

Investing, as the name suggests, is to spend money and then buy low and sell high to make a profit. Generally, they never do business, but Zheng Wuming has set a precedent.

"Yes, industry." Zheng Wuming nodded again and said. "I wonder if Mr. Wang is interested?"

"What are you going to do?" Wang Chuanru asked.

"Chemicals." Zheng Wuming said. "I'm going to get a few daily chemical production lines, and I also have some cosmetics formulas in hand."

"Oh? Can't you find an OEM factory? ”

"Nope." Zheng Wuming shook his head. "If you want to do it, then make it big - I will create my own brand."

"IMHO." Wang Chuanru thought for a while and said. "I heard that Yan Murong is also working on building a factory, and I've also heard some rumors about Yan Jing - can I think that you want to pull me into action with him?"

"So to speak." Zheng Wuming said without hesitation. "But making money is the main purpose."

"Give me a reason to cooperate." Wang Chuanru said in a deep voice.

"Your son was beaten, and you can't fight back openly, so you'll cooperate with me." Zheng Wuming said with a smile, but there was a confident expression on his face that the other party would definitely agree.

Sure enough, after hearing Zheng Wuming's words, Wang Chuanru was silent.

Yes, his son was beaten, but even if he controlled most of the underworld in Hong Kong, he didn't dare to fight back - when he came back from the hospital yesterday, he asked people to carefully check Yan Murong's identity, it doesn't matter if he doesn't check, he was really shocked when he checked it. This guy who beat his own son is the third generation of Hong, and the strength of his family is not something that a small businessman can compete with - if he still wants to mix in the realm of Huaxia, he can't touch Yan Murong in the slightest, unless he has the ability to compete with the Yan family.

Zheng Wuming's words also happened to speak to his heart.

Since you can't use stupid tricks, then it's clear that you can compete with him - normal business competition, even the Yan family can't control it.

"Let's talk about the conditions." After a while, Wang Chuanru asked.

Yes, he was tempted too. Although Zheng Wuming is young, his reputation is very loud in the circle~ son, and he is also known as the first son of Yanjing. Maybe this name is a bit big, but Zheng Wuming's ability cannot be denied. If it weren't recognized, who would dare to call it like that?

"I'll pay for it, you will contribute, and it will be divided into two or eight shares." Zheng Wuming said.

"Too little." Wang Chuanru shook his head and said. "Sanqi."

"Okay." Zheng Wuming laughed.

"It's a pleasure to work with." Wang Chuanru took the initiative to stretch out his hand and shook it with Zheng Wuming-

"I found that you are really good at being a shopkeeper." Duan Zixuan looked at Yan Murong and said with a complaining face. "Take a hospital, and hand it over to someone else to take care of it in two days, and you don't care about the things on the factory side, a typical landlord mentality, you will only instruct people."

"That doesn't make sense." Yan Murong smiled and defended. "If the perfect score is 100, in terms of medical skills, I am 90, and you are the leader, but in terms of business, you are 100, and I am zero-do you think that your ability in business is not as good as mine?"

"I'll admit it, I can't tell you." Duan Zixuan smiled bitterly.

"It's a fact." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Unless you don't have to worry about entrusting such a large investment to me to be managed by a layman."

"I'm afraid you'll have to lose your pants." Duan Zixuan said jokingly. "Alright, let's get down to business. The factory has been taken down, and the production line has also been contacted from abroad, and the workers are easy to say, and the people who have gone south to work have grabbed a lot of them these years. ”

"So what's the problem?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"The problem of the treatment of workers, and the problem of the factory." Duan Zixuan said. "Not to mention the treatment of workers and executives, there are a few factories that do not meet the standards, do you think it is rebuilt or rebuilt?"

"Let's rebuild." After thinking about it, Yan Murong said. "I'm a man who likes perfection."

"It takes a lot of money to be perfect." Duan Zixuan said helplessly. "If you pursue perfection, you have to spend tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of bills."

"Are we out of money?" Yan Murong asked.

"Liquidity is running out."

"That's easy." Yan Murong laughed. "Didn't you hear it last night, that Toshiaki Mitsui still owes me 100 million dollars - I think he should have woken up by now, with your ability, it must not be difficult to find out which hospital he is staying in, you go and get the money back, won't we have the funds?"

"Let me ask for it?" Duan Zixuan asked in surprise.

"Yes, now the affairs of the factory have always been running, and if you want the eldest lady of the Dong family to ask for money, don't think about it." Yan Murong said. "As for me, I've won the money for you, what's wrong with you going to ask for the account?"

"Damn." Duan Zixuan scolded in Yan Murong's tone, and said angrily and funny. "It's really a good person, you can do it, and I'll do all the bad things."

"How can this be called a bad thing?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "It's just to ask for an account, and didn't that little girl say yesterday that she would give money."

As he was talking, Yan Murong's phone rang, and after looking at the number on it, Yan Murong was stunned, and then motioned to Duan Zixuan to wait for him, then stood up and walked to the courtyard of the villa to connect the phone.

The call came very unexpectedly, and it also made him a little confused - the number displayed on the mobile phone turned out to be the phone in his old man's study.

You must know that even if it is Yan Canghai or Yan Cangyuan, the old man asked the guards to call when he had something to do with them, but this time, he called in person.

It was precisely because of this that Yan Murong was even more puzzled.

The old man called in person, there must have been something big happening.