Meng Shaoyuan found a time-honored restaurant and treated Liu Mancai to lunch.

Didn't drink.

"Brother Liu, it's not that I won't treat you to a drink, but after dinner, I will take you to see a project." Meng Shaoyuan persuaded Cai: "I have been paying attention to this project for a long time."

When Liu Mancai heard about the project, his eyes lit up.

In addition to discussing various matters, his main purpose in coming to Shanghai this time was to bring Liu Guitang's money to invest in Greater Shanghai.

Anyway, you can go back and forth, but investment is a lifelong matter.

"Brother Meng, take the trouble, Brother Meng take the trouble." Liu Mancai said repeatedly: "I wonder what kind of project it is?"

"They are all projects done with foreigners." Meng Shaoyuan replied casually.

"Oh, foreigners?"

Liu Mancai was startled: "We won't suffer any losses when doing business with foreigners?"

"Suffering a loss? Don't forget what kind of place this is, Great Shanghai!" Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "Here, I am the only one who makes the foreigners suffer, how can the foreigners make me suffer?"

Liu Mancai was a little doubtful.

Those foreigners, whether they are Asians or Westerners, are all very fierce...

…

After dinner, Meng Shaoyuan did not take him directly to see any business, but actually took him to the Ministry of Industry Bureau.

"Brother Meng, I don't know what you are doing here?"

Liu Mancai was a little confused.

"Go to the police station and ask the Commissioner of Police to open the road."

ah?

Let the Commissioner of Police clear the way?

Liu Mancai soon learned of Meng Shaoyuan's authority in Shanghai.

Entering the Ministry of Industry Bureau, the journey is smooth.

There was a detective who came out after finishing his work. When he saw Meng Shaoyuan, he quickly nodded and bowed, calling "Director Meng" one after another.

When he walked into the police station, he didn't even knock on the door, he just opened the door and walked in.

"Hey Meng!"

"Mr. Commissioner of Police."

Meng Shaoyuan and Sinclair were both happy.

"Let me introduce to you, Mr. Sinclair Joe Saltras, Chief of Police of the Shanghai Public Concession. This is Mr. Liu Mancai from Shandong."

How could Liu Mancai remember the long list of foreign names? He was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, with only a smile on her face.

"Sinclair, I need to transport a batch of goods into Shanghai. Please give me a route to the port."

Meng Shaoyuan said bluntly.

"OK!" Sinclair didn't even ask what kind of goods were transported or when they would arrive. He directly took out a blank pass, signed his name at the end, stamped it, and handed it to Meng Shaoyuan.

Meng Shaoyuan gave the pass to Liu Mancai smoothly: "You keep it first, it will be useful later."

Liu Mancai had no idea what was happening.

This is the police station, but Meng Shaoyuan is as casual as entering his own home. Looking at his attitude towards the police chief, he is simply giving orders there.

"I am the only one who makes foreigners suffer, so why should foreigners make me suffer?"

Liu Mancai finally began to completely believe Meng Shaoyuan's words...

…

"Brother Meng, what is this?"

After coming out of the police station and sitting in the car, Liu Mancai took out the blank pass from his pocket and asked carefully.

"This is a pass, which is a treasure in the eyes of many businessmen." Meng Shaoyuan said while driving: "With this pass, no matter what you want to transport into Shanghai, there is no need to check it."

"No matter what?"

"Of course, even if you bring in cigarettes, it will be unobstructed." Meng Shaoyuan concentrated on driving: "So, how many businessmen have to fight for this pass even if they break their heads."

Oh my god, so precious?

Liu Mancai stared blankly at the pass in his hand: "Why did the police commissioner give it to you so readily?"

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Because I give him something magical every year."

"What?"

"Money!" Meng Shaoyuan never blinked when he boasted: "One million oceans a year!"

OMG!

Liu Mancai originally thought that two million oceans was already a great deal, but the amount of money he paid to honor a police commissioner every year was one million oceans.

Then the money Liu Guitang had in Jincheng Bank was really nothing.

Meng Shaoyuan’s two goals were achieved:

First, he allowed Liu Mancai to see with his own eyes the relationship between himself and the Commissioner of Police. This was the first step of trust and an important step.

The second thing, he didn't need to describe it in any special way, made Liu Mancai feel that the two million oceans he brought was actually nothing special. In the big city of Shanghai, one million oceans was just enough to pay for road paving.

…

Angus International.

Liu Mancai had met many international companies in Qingdao and Tianjin in the past, and had dealt with them. Every time he hired a translator, he earned a lot of money.

However, this was Liu Mancai’s first time walking into something as grand as Angus International.

Not to mention how grand it is on the outside, but look at the furniture inside. It’s so luxurious, all made of Western goods. These furniture alone are worth a lot of money.

Meng Shaoyuan continued as usual, without saying hello to anyone, and went straight into the general manager's office.

"Meng."

"Joy!"

When he met Joey, Meng Shaoyuan spoke fluent English.

Moreover, all subsequent communications between the two people were in English.

Liu Mancai was convinced.

Meng Shao was originally just a spy, but this spy actually spoke foreign languages ​​so well.

Liu Mancai couldn't understand a word.

I saw two people chatting and laughing happily. When they got excited, the foreigner got up and poured three glasses of red wine and handed one glass to Liu Mancai.

Liu Mancai took a sip. It tasted as bad as the foreign wine he drank in Qingdao and Tianjin. It was incomparable with Chinese wine.

But we still have to pretend to taste it with gusto, so we can’t let foreigners look down on us, right?

Meng Shaoyuan communicated with Joey for about half an hour, then turned to Liu Mancai and said: "Brother Liu, show your pass to General Manager Joey."

Liu Mancai quickly put down his wine glass, took out the pass, and handed it to Joey respectfully.

Joey looked at it, gave it back to Liu Mancai, and then said in blunt Chinese: "Okay, since you have the pass, this two million US dollar business will be handed over to you."

…

"Meng...Brother Meng, two million US dollars, how many oceans will that cost?"

"Almost 5.5 million oceans."

Liu Mancai took a breath of air.

Five and a half million!

OMG!

Such a big deal.

The complacency I felt when I first came to Shanghai has disappeared without a trace.

What's left is only embarrassment: "Brother Meng, I...I only brought two million oceans...This business is really too big..."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled faintly: "Brother Liu, we are friends. Originally, General Manager Joey and I have been negotiating this business for a long time. Now that your brother is here, we hit it off again, so I will take you to do something together."

What's the harm? It doesn't matter if you make less money, but the friendship between you and me as brothers is something that no amount of money can buy."

Liu Mancai almost shed tears.

Meng Shaoyuan’s third purpose:

I was doing business with Westerners, and not everyone can do business with Westerners. Invisibly, it gave Liu Mancai a sense of trust.

The fourth purpose:
To be continued...