Johnson's hotel room—

Song Zhichao sat obliquely on the sofa, with a comfortable posture.

Johnson asked his black assistant to prepare some drinks, and he wanted to have a drink with Song Zhichao.

This time Johnson treats Song Zhichao much more politely than before.

There is no reason. When he came to Korea, he also did data collection work. He knew the ranking of the top ten chaebols in South Korea, and he also knew what kind of world this Chinese who emerged suddenly won in Korea.

Although Song Zhichao is now ranked last among the top ten chaebols in South Korea, everyone knows that Song Zhichao has risen like a comet in South Korea in just over half a year. This speed is enough to shock anyone.

Of course, these are not the point.

The point is that Song Zhichao once defeated the top American figure, Soros, the Wall Street financial tycoon!

Americans like the maverick heroes, just like they worship Arnold Schwarzenegger and Stallone on the screen.

In reality, they also worship geniuses or elites in finance.

There is no doubt that Soros is one of the big guys they admire.

Create a quantum fund with one hand, and hedge to the point of being elusive, plundering wealth from all over the world, just like the thief Robin Hood, and inserting the banner of American democracy and freedom all over the world.

With his own strength, Soros became the disseminator and advocate of the superiority of American systems and American culture.

Therefore, in the eyes of many Americans, Soros is simply an invincible financial myth.

But such a financial myth was defeated by an Asian, or to be precise, a Chinese, and this person was Song Zhichao.

So much so that as long as people with a little energy have heard of the name "Song Zhichao"; the three words "Song Zhichao" are also given mysterious charm.

At this moment, the black assistant came over with a bottle of precious whiskey.

Johnson, who was very arrogant and arrogant, took the drink and poured a glass of whiskey for Song Zhichao himself, asked if it was added to ice, and then brought it to Song Zhichao who was sitting on the sofa and said: "Dear Mr. Song, I have heard of your name for a long time, and I admire your personality."

"But this time I'm very curious... This happened suddenly in the wine company under the Elephant Group. Does it have anything to do with you?"

Song Zhichao laughed. These ghost guys are all curious guys. I really don’t know what their warning is, “Curious to kill cats” is useful?

"If I say it has nothing to do with me, you will definitely not believe it."

"Yes, I don't believe it - because... it's so coincidental! Forgive me offense. If you can find me on your own initiative, you must know that such a thing will happen... In other words, are you actively reminding me, right?" Johnson glanced at the black assistant while speaking.

The black assistant stood tactfully behind Johnson, standing respectfully and supporting the scene for him.

"Wrong, Mr. Johnson, I don't have that kindness. I'm shattering!" Song Zhichao's lips showed a hint of contempt, "I don't allow you to sign a contract with the Elephant Group, nor do I want to see your company acquire the Elephant's wine company."

Song Zhichao's straightforward and domineering answer made Johnson a little surprised.

This made Johnson feel an indescribable domineering attitude.

Not to mention the black assistant, he looked incredible - it seemed that after being with Mr. Johnson for so long, no one dared to speak to Mr. Johnson like this, and Mr. Song was definitely the first one.

In fact, Song Zhichao's words are very clear. It's not that he is unwilling to cover up or conceal it, but it is unnecessary because he is Song Zhichao!

The slightly stiff muscles on his face twitched, and Johnson tried hard to squeeze out his smile: "Ahem, I don't understand..."

"Simply put, I am building an Elephant Group, so I don't want the Elephant Group to get assistance - you are buying their wine company, it's aid!"

"Ahem, what if we settle this time?" Johnson was unwilling to lose face in front of his hands.

"That's against me!" Song Zhichao's tone suddenly became stern, and Johnson, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't help but feel a sense of evil spirit.

Even the black assistant who was standing behind him and supporting the field felt chilly all over.

However, as a great American, his self-esteem prevents Johnson from showing weakness or giving in front of Song Zhichao.

Johnson laughed dryly, deliberately shaking his whiskey glass with his legs raised and said, "I don't understand. Our company is one of the top companies in the United States. Budweiser is our biggest brand - if you are angry, how will you deal with us? After all, we are an American company, not a Korean company!"

Song Zhichao: "Don't forget, I also have assets in the United States!"

One sentence reminded Johnson, "Are you talking about Columbia Film Company in the United States?"

"Not only these, there are several technology companies..." Song Zhichao smiled contemptuously.

"It seems to have nothing to do with our drinks company," Johnson shook his legs, meaning, since it doesn't matter, how can you mess with us?

The black assistant standing behind him also smiled, yes, our Mr. Johnson is a celebrity in the company, what can you do as a Chinese guy?

Faced with Johnson's provocation, Song Zhichao took a sip of whiskey, then leaned forward slightly, staring at Johnson's eyes: "Don't you know that the ones that my Wanxin International Investment Company invested the most overseas are Microsoft, Coca-Cola, and... your Budweiser!"

Johnson: “…?!”

Black Assistant: “…?!!”

The expression is like a sunny husky.

This Song Zhichao is actually a shareholder of the company?!

Looking at Johnson with a shocked look, Song Zhichao said intently, "What's so strange about this? I have more shareholders."

As a "experienced", Song Zhichao certainly knew that these American companies - "Microsoft", "Coca-Cola", and "Buelweiss" are super-making leading companies, especially in stocks, which will gradually soar - he is not a fool, and of course, Wanxin International Investment Company, which it controls, needs to invest in these treasures!

Song Zhichao retracted his forward-leaning body and leaned on the sofa, "To be honest, you were able to serve as the head of the Asian branch, and it seemed that I was the shareholder... Why, do you want me to call your CEO Mr. Blatt and greet him?"

"Gudong!" Johnson swallowed, and at this moment, his eyes were a little wrong when he looked at Song Zhichao.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of me had such a strong background - he was actually the company's major shareholder!

Oh God!

What did I just did?

He dared to provoke him, but he dared to ignore him?!

Damn it!

Oh! It's so damn!

Johnson was sweating coldly, trying to keep himself calm, and then trying to squeeze out his smile: "Sorry, Mr. Song, I was actually laughing with you just now-"

"Is that so?" Song Zhichao smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the black assistant standing behind Johnson, "You said, is it funny that what your boss Johnson said just now?" Word by word, his eyes were burning.

The black assistant immediately sweated and looked at Johnson hesitantly, not knowing how to answer.
Chapter completed!