Chapter 120: Defeat, but Glory
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I managed to convince Regan.
The most important reason for convincing this Frenchman was that I grasped the differences between Chinese and Westerners.
When I was talking to him, I used various methods and words to ruthlessly hit his confidence, so that he finally despaired of IBB, and left a deep impression in his mind that "I am very strong, I cannot be defeated".
This is completely according to the logic of Western thinking.
We Chinese are accustomed to Taoguang and obscurity, even if you are already very powerful, already very powerful, but you still have to hide your own light and hide your strength. Therefore, even in our martial arts novels, the kind of top masters like to pretend to be ordinary people, and play the world's masters. We Chinese believe in the saying: a dog that bites does not bark. Also: the bun has meat not on the pleats.
To hide his edge, he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger in peacetime, and then occasionally shows his magnificent face. According to the habits of the Chinese, such talents make people feel terrible and awe-inspiring.
But that's not the case with Westerners. Westerners only worship the strong, as long as you are stronger than him, then you can force him to obey you. The law of the jungle is the truth.
The stock market is changing. Chen Yuan concentrated all the funds and began to sweep the stock price, and Henkel's stock price was pulled up by him, and in one day, Henkel's stock price had risen to the level of fourteen yuan.
Regan and I were in the office calmly watching the numbers change. Byron was sweating profusely, poor Byron, he was still worried about our plans. Monica, on the other hand, was silent and pale.
In the afternoon, Chen Yuan finally threw a bombshell.
He invited journalists from four television stations and six newspapers at the same time, and then announced his new measures.
Chen Yuan announced with a smile on the TV screen that he had succeeded in convincing one of Henkel's shareholders, Mr. Lahui. And with the full support of Mr. Lafei, in the future development of Henkel, Mr. Lafei and Chen Yuan will become the most powerful allies, and it is not ruled out that when necessary, Mr. Lafei will hand over all the shares of Henkel he owns to Chen Yuan in the form of a principal-agent to control.
Then, on the TV screen, a typical middle-aged man in a gray suit standing behind Chen Yuan stepped forward - he was the Lafei. He announced to the media that he had made an agreement with Chen Yuan, revealing that it was an alliance that would benefit both parties. The 4% of Henkel shares in his hands will firmly stand on Chen Yuan's side.
Byron looked at the TV screen with a pale face. He said in a trembling voice, "4%...... My God. Byron jumped up suddenly, as if someone had stepped on his tail.
He shook his fist at me and screamed, "Do you hear that? 4οΌ οΌοΌ Mr. Chen, what should we do!! Plus 4% of this damn Lafei, 45% owned by Chen Yuan himself, and those Henkel shares he currently holds! He already owns more than 50% of Henkel!! We ......"
I coldly interrupted him, "We failed. β
Byron glared at me in amazement, and then screamed, "God, aren't you thrilled at all?" Don't you ......?"
"Mr. Byron!" Regan interrupted him, and then said in his characteristic deep voice, "Please don't get so excited. Mr. Chan naturally has his plans. β
I nodded to Regan, thought for a moment, and began to issue orders: "Regan, you are going to hold a press conference immediately, and then write a public letter of congratulations to Chen Yuan on winning this war, although we have lost, but we must show due grace!" Remember, you need to be careful about the specific words you use. β
"Byron, immediately sell all the Henkel shares in our hands, and we're ready to leave."
With that, I turned my face to look at Monica's pretty face and smiled. Monica's face turned pale and she looked at me with a little horror in her eyes.
"Miss Monica." I chuckled and said, "Please book four tickets back to New York tomorrow." β
Monica was about to go out when I stopped her again, I looked at her panicked expression, and smiled faintly: "Don't forget, let me inform Mr. Wang Ting first." β
"Alright." When Monica was out the door, I turned around and smiled, and then in a very pleasant tone I smiled at Byron and Reagan and announced, "Gentlemen, get your work done, and we'll go home tomorrow." β
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That evening, I congratulated Chen Yuan through the media, congratulating him on winning the battle. Regan's wording is elegant, without the slightest hint of loser frustration. The romance and elegance of the French are absolutely innate.
The next day, before we could get on the plane, Chen Yuan immediately responded. He first expressed his acceptance of our congratulations, and then made a further speech, saying that competition in the mall is inevitable. Being an enemy now, but that doesn't mean I'll always be an enemy, he personally appreciates my abilities and still maintains friendly feelings for IBB. I hope that the two sides will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.
In this way, you come and go with each other politely, and speak cordially. I don't know at all that just a day ago, we were fighting to the death, and each side was going to kill the other. I suddenly understood that being a successful businessman, being cheeky is definitely one of the necessary qualities!
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The plane slowly landed at New York's JFK Airport amid a loud roar. Regan, Byron, Monica and I slowly walked out of the hatch with our suitcases. The weather in New York is good, and the snow has almost melted a few days ago. As soon as we stepped out of the airport, we were immediately greeted by a large number of reporters. Countless flashes flashed at me, and then a pile of microphones came up in front of me.
"Mr. Chen Yang, did the failure of the acquisition in Germany cause huge losses to IBB?"
"Mr. Chen Yang, will this failed acquisition cause the board of directors to distrust Chairman Wang?"
"Mr. Chen Yang, IBB has convened a special emergency board of directors for this loss, will the removal of Mr. Wang Ting as chairman of the board of directors be discussed at this meeting?"
"Mr. Chen Yang, now that there is news from the outside world, your fiancΓ©e, Miss Yang Wei, is very likely to take over the chairmanship of Mr. Wang Ting, is it true?"
"Mr. Chen Yang, for this internal incident in IBB, will you support Mr. Wang Ting or your fiancΓ©e?"
"Mr. Chen Yang, the defeat of the main battle faction this time has caused changes within the IBB, so what will happen to you, who are also the main battle faction?"
Countless reporters surrounded us in the middle and blocked our way. Regan and Byron carefully pushed the reporter out of front with their muscular bodies, and I followed closely behind without saying a word. In the end, we finally made it all the way to the outside of the airport and got into the car sent by the company.
Before getting into the car, I glanced at the excited reporters and then announced softly in a confident tone: "Ladies and gentlemen, I can't answer your questions right now, but I promise you that the answers to your questions will be available within 24 hours." β
"Is this outcome beneficial to you?" A voice in the crowd suddenly asked sharply.
I squinted and searched the crowd, but I couldn't find the reporter who asked the question, so I smiled faintly and said loudly: "I have confidence in this." β
After that, I ignored the reporters and got into the car.
Before the car had even driven into the city, I received a phone call.
"Hello. Mr. Chen Yang. "A woman's voice, a little familiar.
"Hello......" I frowned, but I hadn't figured out who this person was for a moment.
The other party immediately heard the confusion in my tone, she smiled, and said, "I'm Susanna." β
"Oh! Hello, Miss Bart! "I immediately remembered that it was that beautiful CNN female reporter.
"Hehe, please call me Susan or Susanna, not Miss Bart. Mr. Chen Yang, aren't we friends? β
"Of course it is, Susan." I replied briskly.
"Then ......" The other party's tone was immediately a little incomprehensible: "Chen Yang, what you promised me ......"
It dawned on me, I smiled, and said, "Well, you mean the exclusive interview, right?" β
"Yes." Suzanne immediately replied simply. "You won't forget what you promised me, will you?"
I smiled faintly, "Okay, Susan, that's big news." I was almost eaten by the reporters at the airport just now. Why didn't you come to the airport? β
"Because I don't use, we're friends, aren't we? Since we're friends, I guess I can get a little bit of preferential treatment from you, right? Instead of standing at the airport and drinking cold wind like other journalists. She smiled a little slyly.
"Well, Susan, I won't forget what I promised, and I promise you'll be the first media to get definite news from me. okοΌ Of course, if your peers have other sources to get any news, then it's none of my business. β
"Sure, so when can you be interviewed by me?"
I laughed: "Tomorrow, you can call me tomorrow." I thought about it for a moment and asked, "By the way, how did you know my phone number?" β
Suzanne chuckled: "I'm sorry, this is my secret channel, and we have to have some special skills in what we do." β
After hanging up the phone, I let out a long sigh. Damn, I remember reading a novel that had a quote about a journalist, and now that I think about it, it's so apt.
Fireproof! Guard against theft! Anti-journalists!
[I will lift the ban on a chapter in advance before 12 o'clock on Sunday night, if there is no accident in the future, every Sunday night, whether it is time to lift the ban or not, I will lift the ban on a chapter out, I hope everyone will support me to hit the list at that time. γ
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[Remind everyone, don't forget to smash the ticket while reading the book :)]
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