7, Roubeni
Although the hotel has a lot of entertainment facilities for Song Wenbin to entertain and relax, Song Wenbin does not have the slightest idea of enjoying these things, and he is always thinking about the cost of this trip.
Because this time it was not only a teamwork project, but also a competing project, Huo Yu and Sutina did not know what strategy they would use, in case the other party used any incredible money-saving tricks, then he had to reduce unnecessary expenses in his own strategy to be able to win the final victory.
After putting away the luggage, Song Wenbin found Jiang Jia and Kong Mao, who were traveling with him.
"Has the shipowner been contacted?" He asked directly.
"It's connected." Jiang Jia said: "The owner invites you to have dinner with him in the evening. β
"No, I want to look at the ship directly." Song Wenbin said.
The purpose of coming to Jakarta is to buy a boat, and only when he buys a boat can he go to pick up the program team and carry out the task of searching for Zheng He's relics. He didn't want to delay for a moment about this matter.
Due to the need for secrecy, no one except the program team knows what Song Wenbin is doing in Indonesia. Even Jiang Jia and Kong Mao didn't know Song Wenbin's origin and purpose, they were just ordered to complete Song Wenbin's strategy and intentions.
Jiang Jia was a little dissatisfied with Song Wenbin's eagerness, and said, "Shouldn't such a big matter be formal?" What's the hurry. β
Song Wenbin glared at her slightly.
Jiang Jia finally remembered that Song Wenbin was the one who made the decision, she pouted helplessly, stopped protesting, and called to contact. Soon, she put down her phone and said, "The owner said that I can spare half an hour to interview you." β
"Let's go." Song Wenbin said.
The three of them left the hotel and got back into the Rolls-Royce, Kong Mao was responsible for driving, while Jiang Jia sat next to Song Wenbin, holding an ultra-thin tablet, and talked to Song Wenbin about the yacht he was about to buy.
Rolls-Royce made its way down the street to Tanjung Purek near Jakarta, where Song looked out of the car window and could see the palm leaves everywhere and the blue sea in the distance. There are many, many small and dilapidated fishing boats moored on the sea, and some naked children are running around on the beach.
It's hard to see such a sight in the streets where Rolls-Royce travels, because a high cliff wall separates the children frolicking on the beach from the scattered fishing boats.
The road on the cliff is neat, the trees are shady, the scenery is beautiful, among the trees, there are occasionally some huge single-family villas, the villas are four or five storeys, covering a huge area, the shape looks like an ancient Chinese palace, and there are red lanterns hanging on it.
"These are the places where some of the wealthy Chinese live, and in the past, many people from Guangdong and Fujian went to Nanyang and established their own wealth kingdoms here. So the customs and aesthetics are a bit similar. Jiang Jia explained for Song Wenbin.
"Are we going to buy a yacht from the Chinese?" Song Wenbin asked.
"No, Indonesia is a very complex society, and there is everyone in it." Jiang Jia said: "It was Rubini who sold our yacht. Hajin, a famous director in Indonesia, has shot many famous films, has a relatively high reputation in the West, and also has a certain political influence in Indonesia. Later, when I went to his mansion, you don't have to talk too much, just sit next to him and be a quiet owner, and we will help you finalize the purchase of the yacht. β
Listening to Jiang Jia's words, Song Wenbin was slightly surprised, and he asked, "Why can't I speak?" β
Jiang Jia glanced at Song Wenbin up and down, and shook his head imperceptibly. She didn't understand why she was asked to assist an unknown employee of the entertainment and information department. This guy is younger than her, but he has to go to Indonesia to pretend to be the top rich second generation. It's not easy to pretend, and when we first met, I was dressed like a mountain cannon migrant worker, and I helped him pack it carefully and he was half-hearted. If such a guy let him speak, wouldn't it be a few words to reveal his stuff.
"Because professional things have to be handled by professional people." "Are you right, Captain Kong?" she said. β
Kong Mao, who had been driving silently, said with a smile: "I know a little bit about watching the boat, and the rest depends on you." β
"Huh?" Jiang Jia raised his chin at Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin raised his eyebrows and leaned back on the car seat to drink.
Since the seal had sent a commissioner to help him with the task, and the professional financial officer was so confident, he naturally didn't mind letting her do it for him.
"If that's the case, then be sure to help me get the lowest price." Song Wenbin said. β
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After arriving at a beach house, the trio got out of the car. Unlike the Chinese-style villas you see, this one is very modern, with a geometrically cut square shape and a rimless pool by the balcony from the outside.
It's just that there are some fallen leaves at the door, which doesn't seem so harmonious.
Jiang Jia stood at the door and rang the doorbell in the courtyard, and soon, a tall and thin old man dressed gorgeously opened the door and walked out of the door panting, his clothes were very fancy, and after coming to Rolls Royce, he shook hands with Song Wenbin, and said something in his mouth.
Jiang Jia helped translate: "Mr. Ha Jin said that he welcomed you very much, and said that the yacht is ready, and you can see it at any time if you want." β
Song Wenbin's eyes were withdrawn from the fallen leaves, and he smiled: "It's hard work." β
Three people entered the villa, which was big and also very clean. It's a lot like the kind of villa used by celebrities for parties, and the decoration inside is very modern. The three of them walked through the villa and came to the backyard of the villa. The backyard faces the sea directly, and a staircase leads to a private pier at the back of a verdant hillside.
"What do you call him?" Roubeni asked.
"My surname is Song."
"Are you from the mainland?"
"Yes."
"Ah, I also had a relationship with seals, and I remember that when I was promoting the film in the mainland four years ago, I had a cordial and friendly meeting with Mr. Qian Wenzhu, the CEO of seals. Ah, Mr. Qian, you know each other. β
"He's my cousin." Song Wenbin's face was expressionless and he was talking nonsense.
Jiang Jia wiped her sweat and translated, nervous and a little impatient. said let him stop talking, don't talk, talk about talking, isn't this guy afraid of revealing his stuff if he's so nonsense?
"Oh~ No wonder, a table of talents, a table of talents."
Rubini took Song Wenbin's hand affectionately, like an elder and a junior: "What is Brother Song doing when he comes to Indonesia?" β
"Buy a boat, go on vacation, and see if there are any investment opportunities by the way." Song Wenbin replied.
"Ah, Indonesia is indeed a good place for vacation, Bali, Komodo, Yogyakarta's temples, all are good places to go, all are good places to go." The man shook his head and said: "Of course, if you want to make money, this place is no worse than other places, in the past two years, Indonesia's development can be said...."
Song Wenbin didn't pay attention to Rubney's chatter, his eyes were drawn to a yacht moored on a private dock, about 30 meters long, shell-white, very clean and tidy.
"Come, I'll show you around." Roubeni said.
Song Wenbin walked directly inside with his shoes on.
Roubeni enthusiastically said: "Sails out nails out~" (get on the boat, take off your shoes)
Jiang Jia translated in Song Wenbin's ear, Song Wenbin narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
The trio took off their shoes and entered the cabin wearing socks. Without a doubt, this is an exceptionally luxurious private yacht. The deck is made of top quality Burmese teak layers, with three decks, a lower deck with a hydrophilic platform, a main deck with a tail trap, and a sun deck.
On the three decks, there is a kitchen, bathroom, living room, billiard room, bar, bedroom, all available. The living room is full of gilded ball lights, and there is even a small pool at the stern of the boat, and the interior decoration is far more luxurious than the hotel where Song Wenbin stayed. Kong Mao was very responsible for helping Song Wenbin check the captain's room and engine room to confirm that there was no problem with the quality of the ship.
When Kong Mao checked the condition of the yacht, Rubini said in Song Wenbin's ear: "I bought this yacht last year, and it cost me $20 million at the time, of course, I am a yacht enthusiast myself, and I have recently taken a fancy to another new Azimut, so I plan to sell this yacht." But as you can see, the yacht is still in 90% new condition, in excellent condition, and I am willing to sell it for $17 million if you want. β
$17 million.
More than 100 million yuan.
Song Wenbin thought to himself, is this an unlimited special?
It's crazy enough.
"We don't think the price of 17 million is reasonable."
Jiang Jiarou said softly: "We consulted Faraday for this yacht, and their current price for our new boat is only 17 million US dollars, even if you add .....factors such as taxes and insurance," she smiled, "In short, 17 million is not what we expected." β
"Oh~ What is the price of your psychology?"
Roubeni took the three to the top of the yacht, where there was a very elegant sun deck, where the four sat down on a deck chair, and Roubeni himself brought them a bottle of sparkling wine from the freezer next to him. Song Wenbin watched Rubini's movements, and his eyes drifted to the bottom of the transparent safe, where a complete set of tea sets and exquisite ceramic tea cans were placed.
"15 million." Jiang Jia said.
"I don't think this price is appropriate, this is Faraday's latest flybridge ship, even me, from booking to getting the goods for half a year, plus customization and decoration, 17 million is already a very sincere number, I think, this is also to make friends with Mr. Song, are you right?"
He raised his glass to Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin withdrew his eyes from the tea can, smiled, and put down his lips with champagne.
"Sorry, we don't really care about the amount of money. It's just that Mr. Song has always adhered to the principle of reasonable dealings with everyone. β
Kong Mao said at this time: "Whether it is your decoration style or customized features, it is your personal aesthetics. In our opinion, the intrinsic value of the ship should be around $15 million. β
Rubini crossed Erlang's legs and said calmly: "You forgot, in addition to this ship, you also need a professional agent, otherwise Mr. Song will encounter a lot of trouble when he goes out to play." But as long as you buy the ship, a series of issues such as the future agency, including the ownership certificate, seaworthiness certificate, and nationality certificate, will be solved by a professional company and team....."
Song Wenbin sat on the sun deck with his arms crossed, listening to the conversation between Rubini, Jiang Jia and Kong Mao, a little bored.
Suddenly, he interrupted the conversation between Rubini and Jiang Jia and said, "Do you mind if I go up there to see the house?" I am interested in your villa and I think it is in a very good location. β
Rubeni, who was talking to Jiang Jia, was stunned and looked at Jiang Jia.
Jiang Jia's face changed slightly, and what she was most afraid of still happened.
Forget it when you talk during greetings, how can this guy still talk inexplicably when she is formally negotiating, and he still speaks words that she can't understand.
But soon, she suppressed the displeasure in her heart, showed a professional smile, and translated Song Wenbin's words.
Roubeni immediately laughed and said, "Please take care of yourself, take care of yourself." β
Song Wenbin smiled, and without waiting for Jiang Jia to translate, he stood up on Kong Mao's shoulder, walked off the yacht slowly with his hands behind his back, put on his shoes, and walked back to the villa alone along the dock.
There was no one in the villa, Song Wenbin sat on the sofa, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit them slowly, and smoked them. After smoking half a cigarette, he got up and wandered around the empty villa, occasionally looking at the paintings on the walls, lying on the bed in his bedroom, and sniffing the pillows. After sniffing the pillow, I went to the kitchen again, picked up the steel knife and looked at the edges.
After looking around indoors, Song Wenbin went to the outdoor pool again and dipped his hand in the pool water. At the moment, the weather in Indonesia is very hot, it is already low in the tropics, and the time is also spring, and the water in the pool is slightly hot.
Song Wenbin sat by the pool, picked up a leaf that had fallen by the pool, and carried it in his pocket. Then he searched by the pool, and it didn't take long for him to find a storage compartment by the pool.
Opening the compartment, he saw some mops and rags in it, and Song Wenbin picked up the mops and rags and looked at them. He touched the thick dark gray stain on the rag and smiled.
In a good mood, he left the cubicle, lay down by the pool, and smoked for a while.
When a cigarette was over, he extinguished the cigarette butt and slowly swayed into the yacht with his hands behind his back, this time without taking off his shoes.
Jiang Jia and Kong Mao, who negotiated with Rubini, probably couldn't stand the temperature on the yacht's sun deck, so they changed the negotiation location to the main saloon. Seeing Song Wenbin coming, Jiang Jia stood up, leaned into his ear and said, "We talked to this Mr. Ha Jin, and the lowest price he can accept is $16.1 million, what do you think?" β
Rubeni Hajin and Kong Mao also stood up, and Rubini looked at the white leather shoes on Song Wenbin's feet and couldn't help frowning.
Song Wenbin didn't pay attention to Jiang Jia's inquiry, but looked at Rubini and asked with a smile: "Do you sell the house above, if you want to sell it, can you package it with the yacht and sell it to me, I think that house is a good investment." β
Rubini was stunned for a moment, and then the unhappiness on his face disappeared cleanly.
He immediately smiled and said, "It's not impossible if you want to buy it." β
Jiang Jia and Kong Mao on the side were all stunned.
None of them knew why Song Wenbin sang such a play, after all, from the beginning of their meeting and negotiation to the process of designing in the middle, they all came to buy a boat, and there was no pre-purchase of real estate in their plan. And Song Wenbin's repeated hexagram changes made Jiang Jia very dissatisfied, if it wasn't for work, she would almost have a seizure.
But thinking of the above request, she forcibly endured the unhappiness in her heart and helped Song Wenbin translate.
βhow muchοΌβ Song Wenbin immediately asked.
Jiang Jia didn't even have time to translate, because Song Wenbin used English himself.
But this question is difficult for Rubeni, he scratched his head and said: "This matter is relatively big, I can't say the price, after all, this asset temporarily belongs to my wife's name, if you really want to buy, I suggest you first sell the yacht with us, and then we will send a special person to discuss the house with you." β
"Well said."
Song Wenbin stretched out his hand to Roubeni.
The smile on Rubini's face widened, and he held Song Wenbin's hand tightly.
"Then it's settled."
However, after shaking hands, Song Wenbin's smile disappeared, and he said: "I can buy this yacht, but I will only bid 10 million." β