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Chapter 180 I am poor

Chapter 180 I'm very poor

Li Siming went to Hong Kong to attend a charity auction party, not to spend money. Because he lacked money, not to compete with Hong Kong rich people, he auctioned his "private collection".

The so-called charity auction is obviously in a place where rich people gather. The rich people savor their wine while holding up their beats, and they can add hundreds of thousands or even one million at a time, which is both generous and decent - because the money is used on people in need, such as disaster victims, and the auction items are just a reason. Of course, it is not ruled out that some of the auction items are very rare. In this case, the rarer the more people are, the more people want it. Naturally, the final competition will increase the final price to a very high position. If there are a few rich people who are competitive in a certain auction item, it will be great for the organizer! As for whether it is worth the money, it is not a very important question.

This is a game for rich people, and ordinary people can only watch it and be jealous. But Li Siming is not competing with Li Chaoren this time, he has dedicated his own set of private collections to participate in the auction.

"Mr. Li, are you here to bid for the auction? Which item are you interested in? Is it the furniture that started at 2 million Hong Kong dollars during the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, or is it interested in a painting of Zhang Zeduan of the Song Dynasty?" This place where wealthy people gather, journalists are naturally indispensable.

When the reporters saw Li Siming's arrival, they immediately surrounded him like a cat that smelled fishy smell, allowing Li Siming to smell a thick layer of powder on the female reporter's face, mixed with the so-called brand-name perfume on the male reporter's body. Li Siming even smelled body odor on someone's body, which forced him to subconsciously hold his breath. For the first time, Li Siming felt that it would be very good if there was a group of bodyguards, at least it could make the strange smell mixed a little farther away.

"Sorry, I didn't come here to spend money, I'm very poor!" Li Siming replied, "You know, from mid-May to early July, there were heavy rainstorms in the mainland, with high intensity and long duration. Many places across the country were affected by disasters and severe losses. I don't have money to donate, but I have some more precious collections that can be taken out for auction. I hope to sell them for a good price."

In 1991, the Jianghuai River Basin in the Mainland entered the plum rain period one month ahead of schedule. The rainfall in 30 days in Changzhou, Xinghua, Anhui, Wuhan, Hubei and other local areas were close to or more than a hundred years. The loss was heavy in various places. Blood was thicker than water, and the Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan compatriots who were also descendants of Yan and Huang took action first. On July 12, the Hong Kong authorities allocated HK$50 million to help the East China disaster areas, and the whole Hong Kong immediately set off a wave of donations to rescue the East China flood. According to statistics from relevant parties, it was 7

On the 23rd of the month, in just ten days, the total amount of disaster relief fundraising in Hong Kong reached more than 470 million Hong Kong dollars. At the same time, Taiwan’s donation to the disaster areas in East China exceeded US$3 million. Macau also gave more than 20 million Australian dollars. One interesting thing is that Cuba, a small country, is said to have donated US$17 million to Chinese brothers, much more than all developed countries combined. Just twelve years ago, Cuba claimed to be incompatible with China.

"Mr. Li, are you kidding?" Li Siming said that he was very poor. To be honest, but no one believed it. A reporter said, "Xiangjiang Electric Appliance Company is already the number one brand in the mainland market and sells well in Southeast Asia. And I heard that your company's products are also landing in the United States. MSI Semiconductor has made the first 386 chip in the mainland. In the current Sino-US trade dispute, your company will monopolize the mainland market. In addition, I heard that your company's telecommunications company is formulating Chinese wireless communication standards. The third largest shareholder of Microsoft in the United States is also your company. All this shows that you will be poor? You are really good at joking!"

This reporter was obviously a financial reporter. He had a very special understanding of the matter here and was very dissatisfied with Li Siming's "pretending to be poor". Li Siming was a little stunned for a moment.

"As you said, our MSI company's investment plan has been a lot from the beginning, and it has gradually recovered its investment this year, but we have invested more this year. Currently, MSI semiconductor is launching an 8-inch factory in Shenzhen, and Americans are still guarding against us as we guard against thieves and suing us. I really want to know how many cultural relics are from China in the United States? Anycall Telecom also needs additional investment, which is all high technology and requires high investment. So in general, we are very poor. Look, in order to donate some money to our compatriots, I have to come to Hong Kong to attend such an auction. My time is very precious, do you know?" Li Siming said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"So Mr. Li, what items are you going to auction this time?" a reporter asked curiously.

"I don't have any Chinese paintings from the Song Dynasty, porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, and bronzes, but I also have my own uniqueness. You will know when the time comes." Li Siming kept his word.

"Aren't it just a badge?" Zeng Zhi murmured beside him.

Li Siming really wanted to donate some money, but he was tight, so he remembered the collection of Chairman Mao's statues that he "worked hard on" back then. It is said that there are more than 80,000 seals in total, and the seals are made of gold, silver, copper, gypsum, sponges, etc. The diameter is 72 cm, the minimum is 0.5 cm, and the heaviest is 43 kg. The patterns include ships, ships, red flags, buildings, Tiananmen Square, poems, quotations, etc., and the designs are varied and in all kinds of shapes.

Li Siming had ulterior motives for a long time. Since 1972, he has started to collect it in a very planned manner. At that time, he was very poor. In addition to smoking and occasionally improving his life, all the money he had on was used to "snatch away" various seals, especially the rare ones made before liberation, which were almost confiscated by someone during exercise. This job reached its peak when he returned to Beijing from the Great Northern Wilderness, because at that time he had a higher salary and bought a lot of orphans at a low price, but others didn't have it at all.

He could proudly say that the set of 305 pieces he had is by far, of course not the most expensive one, but it is the most valuable one. He didn't even like the common badges. When he first started collecting, he didn't know which one is worth more. As he collected more, he became more and more picky and specialized in finding the rare ones, so it was best that he paid attention to rarity rather than common big goods. As the past eras went further and further, the value of these collectibles became greater and greater.

Zeng Zhi was very unhappy because he regretted why he didn't expect it back then? Secondly, because he also made "excellent contributions" to Li Siming's collection back then, he believed that Li Siming could not completely take this collection for himself. Unexpectedly, the inconspicuous seals of the past also triggered a nostalgic collection craze in the early 1980s. Among them, the number of seals made before liberation was very small, and some of them had become orphans, and they were very precious revolutionary relics. For example, on the eve of the Seventh National Congress in 1945, students from the Yan'an Luxun Academy of Literature and Art were the presidium of the "Seventh National Congress"

The pure white tin seal made by the members has now become a priceless treasure. Zeng Zhi regrets it very much, which also proves that Li Siming is too "crawl" and "ulterior motives". Just like his investment in the United States, it looks too loss-making, and in the end it proves his "extremely wise". Among the seals collected by Li Siming, there is a relatively rare seal that Zeng Zhi himself had at that time. Li Siming only paid a pack of "Daqianmen" that he got from somewhere. However, thinking of the rarer seal from Yuan Hou back then, Zeng Zhi felt a little balanced.

"Azhi, don't worry, I have a few sets on hand, which are even more precious than this one. If you are willing to give it, I will transfer it to you with a discount?" Li Siming leaned close to Zeng Zhi's ear and said in a low voice.

"Promotion?" Zeng Zhi's eyes lit up when he heard Li Siming say this, "I agreed, you can't go back on your word!"

"Of course! Who can we follow whom?" Li Siming patted Zeng Zhi's shoulder and said with a smile, "But don't let the news come out, otherwise you won't be able to auction this set later. For the sake of the victims, I will also give it my best!"

"Don't say that you are so great. We have been friends for nearly twenty years." Zeng Zhi said with a smile, "You'll give me a discount?"

"Let's do this. I'll transfer a set to you as much as I'll pay for the auction later. Isn't it great?" Li Siming said, "But you can't tear my table!"

"Then I will pray that the fewer the shots, the better!" Zeng Zhi said with a smile.

"Look at your character, why is the gap between people so big? I, Li Siming, really made a friend like you by mistake. Don't forget, I am for the victims!" Li Siming criticized with confidence.

"Hey, I really forgot the purpose of our coming here. Sorry, I, Zeng, accepted your criticism." Zeng Zhi said embarrassedly.

"Very good, the ancients said, "You will be happy when you hear it! It seems that you have a very ancient style!" Li Siming said.

"All right, let's be poor!" Zeng Zhi turned his face and walked straight to the auction site.

The auction was held by Uncle Zeng San, so Li Siming was able to temporarily add a slug. Only in this place where wealthy people gathered can you buy more money? As for whether you know the goods, Li Siming did not expect to be sold at a high price. He just felt a little regretful. If it took more than ten years, the value of the set he took out for auction would be even greater.

Li Siming and Zeng Zhi approached the venue and immediately attracted everyone's attention. Most of these rich people have a chance to meet each other. Of course, most of them will mess with their names and faces, so when they meet someone they don't know, he will pretend to be deaf and dumb, haha. However, Li Siming is different from the last time he appeared at Zeng Zhi's wedding. Everyone has long regarded him as a character. Everyone also stepped forward to look at this "rise" with a different look and asked Li Siming about the actual situation of MSI.

"Xiao Li, we meet again. It seems that we met at Mr. Zeng's wedding four and a half years ago?" Li Chaoren asked knowingly.

"Ah? It seems so? Mr. Li is so good!" Li Siming pretended to be confused in embarrassment. He offended the Hong Kong entertainment industry by placing his house. Since March 1991, people have once again brought up the old story, recalling it as a joke.

"Xiao Li, MSI's business has been booming this year, which has made all Hong Kong people admire him!" Comrade Lao Li praised.

"Where, where, our MSI company only has input but no output, and it is all about losing money. In order to do this, we are ashamed of the elders of Xiangjiang!" Comrade Xiao Li waved his hand modestly, "Look, my compatriots have just experienced dire straits, and I am so poor that I auctioned collectibles to provide disaster relief!"

"The businessmen in Hong Kong are very concerned. Xiao Li is young and promising, so don't be too humble." Comrade Lao Li said, "If you really say that, then the rich people who took out their collection today will be paupers?"

MSI's seven plots of land in Hong Kong were mainly divided between Zeng's company and Comrade Li. The former was because he had known the trump card for a long time, and the latter was because of his strength. This old Li was very amazing. Not only was his business philosophy, but Li Siming admired him because he was very concerned about the education cause in the mainland and donated a lot of money.

"No, no, I'm seeking truth from facts!" Li Siming said, "You may have heard that MSI is investing constantly. The mainland government and the bank have already loaned me 2 billion yuan. This is all debt!"

"Changjiang Industrial is preparing to increase investment in the mainland. What are some good opportunities? Can you introduce it?" Lao Li said.

"There is a project, I wonder if you are interested?" Xiao Li came up with an idea when he heard this.

"I hope to hear it carefully!" Old Li gave face.

"You know, MSI semiconductor is engaged in the design and manufacturing of integrated circuits. From the perspective of the entire international market, this industry has ushered in a large-scale development opportunity. Aren't Taiwanese trying to build wafer factories? The same is true for Koreans, and the mainland is working so hard. But in this way, there is a problem that everyone ignores, that is, the supply of semiconductor materials is insufficient. Moreover, in the next few years, oil will become more and more expensive. Americans will attack Iraq, and the oil price will not be reduced. The solar energy industry will be emerging because related technologies to improve the efficiency of too energy conversion are becoming more and more mature, which also requires a large amount of polysilicon." Xiao Li analyzed in depth, "You see, this is a promising industry, and only a few people control it. It just so happens that MSI semiconductor is one of them. There is no semicolon in the country."

"What about the risk?" Old Li refused to comment. He seemed very interested, but Li Siming had to impress him.

"Of course there are risks. But the chance of success is great. First, the country fully supports it because there is no such technology in China; second, countries spend a lot of foreign exchange only to meet domestic demand for materials; third, MSI's future is also a big customer; fourth, MSI semiconductor company has mastered independent technology and has such capabilities."

"My investment consultant will consider it seriously." Lao Li nodded.

"In the words of our mainlanders, this is called "this village has not had that store anymore". Mr. Li, this is a good opportunity and a good project. I won't tell him the average person!" Xiao Li was eagerly selling his products like a salesman because he wanted to make a fortune.

The two old and young Li stood together and discussed and praised each other enthusiastically. The invited radio reporter took a photo and thought about the title, which was called "The richest man in Hong Kong and the richest man in mainland China face to face" or "The twin heroes of Li".

"What is Xiao Li talking about?" Uncle Zeng San came over. He had always been optimistic about MSI. "Do you have any opportunities to make a fortune?"

"Of course there is. Mr. Li and I are talking about a very profitable investment in the future. Mr. Li is very interested, but Uncle Zeng San is my most respected elder. How can I not tell you this opportunity?" Li Siming saw Uncle Zeng San fall into the trap and then turned to him. Old Li stood aside, blinked, and did not deny it.

"That's right!" Uncle Zeng San was very happy to see that he was very proud. However, he advocated investment without any discrimination. Like the Li Chaoren, he wanted to ask the investment consultant to come for an inspection.

"The richer the more you are, the more cautious you are!" Li Siming murmured in his heart.

The auction officially began, and the rich showed their powers and "donated generously" one after another. Only Li Siming, the "pseudo-rich man", was unmoved.

Li Siming's set of 305 seals became the most popular set of auction items that night. The more novel it is, the more eye-catching it is. Moreover, the auction host looked quite eloquent, saying that a few of the rarest seals in this set of auction items were so magnificent that it was unparalleled in the world. Moreover, this is a collection of special significance. Many people in mainland China collect it. Perhaps the number of collections is much larger than this set, but I am afraid that no one has this set of high-quality collections.

The starting price was 1 million Hong Kong dollars. Li Chaoren and Zeng Sanshu cooperated very well and raised the price one after another. In the end, a wealthy man who was very dissatisfied was bought for 8 million Hong Kong dollars. As for whether the money he spent was worth it, Li Siming didn't care, as long as he thought he had made a profit.

"I agreed to be eight million!" After the meeting, Zeng Zhi dragged Li Siming aside, "If you go back, you can transfer one set to me? No, how much does it take to transfer me as much as you want! There is moisture in these eight million!"

"Stop dreaming!" Li Siming looked disdainful, "Don't be too greedy, give it to you. Why did I have such a lot of effort back then? I'm about one million a day."

"Didn't you always say that you have about hundreds of thousands a day? Your value has increased these days?" Zeng Zhi jokingly said.

"That's natural!" Li Siming replied affirmatively, "Didn't you see a super rich man just now wanting me to give me a chance to make a lot of money?"
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