Li Wenjun said: "It will be a perfect opportunity if we finish the negotiations in December."
In fact, what Yang Shouzhuo just said was "a little resistance" was a euphemistic way of saying it. The resistance they encountered was so great that they couldn't continue.
Yang Shouzhuo pursed his lips for a while before saying, "What about the financial company? Can you think of a way to break through?"
Li Wenjun said: "Before the December meeting is completed, any capital operation in the mainland will be closely watched."
Yang Shouzhuo asked again: "Can you estimate the time?"
Li Wenjun knew that he was doubting himself, so he did not dare to give a particularly accurate time: "Hong Kong capital will enter the bank, if it is fast, it will be at the end of this year, if it is slow, it will be early next year. Mainland capital will not enter financial companies and banks until at least the beginning of the next year."
Yang Shouzhuo narrowed his eyes: "It is not an option to prevent mainland capital from entering and only allow local capital in Hong Kong City to operate. Moreover, I don't believe that the whole country can't defeat a certain businessman in Hong Kong City."
It's already early November. They have been working hard for three or four months, but they are still in this stalemate. If it were the capitalists in Hong Kong City, they could get it done in two months? Is Li Wenjun looking down on them too much, or is he looking up to the capitalists in Hong Kong City too much?
Li Wenjun said: "The competition between countries is, in the final analysis, a competition between two people or several people or several financial groups. A black cat or a white cat is a good cat if it can catch mice."
In the future, when the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets are liberalized, this situation will become more obvious.
Yang Shouzhuo remained silent.
Li Wenjun added: "Mainland capital does not necessarily have to enter the game head-on. It can save the country through curves. As long as you find a patriotic rich man in Hong Kong City Capital to support you, it is equivalent to state-owned capital entering the game. And this person must be able to win over both black and white.
More capital in Hong Kong will prevent Chinese people from becoming suspicious."
As Li Wenjun spoke, he and Yang Shouzhuo turned to stare at Tang Zhaonian.
Tang Zhaonian's hair stood up, and his head that was still a little confused immediately woke up, and his face wrinkled: "Damn, it's me again. The four major foreign banks, except for telecommunications, all other lifeline industries in Hong Kong City are in their hands. Do you think
What a small company it is. Let alone you, even if there are ten or eight more people like you, we may not be able to do it. If you are so big, I can’t keep up."
I used to think that Li Wenjun only wanted his labor and resources, but now I realized that what Li Wenjun wanted was all of his wealth and life, and he also wanted others to play with him.
Li Wenjun made a gesture of invitation to Yang Shouzhuo, which meant that he had said what he should say, and now it was Yang Shouzhuo's turn to perform.
Only then did Yang Shouzhuo realize that Li Wenjun had come all the way to Hong Kong City even though he knew he couldn't play anymore, just for this moment.
Li Wenjun leaned back and watched with great interest how Yang Shouzhuo persuaded Tang Zhaonian.
This time is different from last time.
Last time, Tang Zhaonian wanted to save his life, so he cooperated with Li Wenjun and others.
This time it was purely to contribute to the country, so Tang Zhaonian could completely ignore it.
Although Tang Zhaonian was his best friend, Tang Zhaonian still had to be willing to do such a thing that involved all his wealth.
At this point, all talk about enlightenment is empty talk. The most important thing is to start looking at whether the reward can match the effort.
Yang Shouzhuo said: "What conditions does Mr. Tang need?" Speaking of which, this was the first time he had directly negotiated with Tang Zhaonian. Previously, he had negotiated through Li Wenjun.
Tang Zhaonian held his forehead: "I have a headache. I don't want to talk about it now."
He was clearly avoiding it.
I brought the wolf home and now I regret it.
Li Wenjun was so happy that he touched his chin to hide his smile.
Yang Shouzhuo thought for a while and said: "Okay, Mr. Tang, think about it carefully. Give me the news as soon as possible. You know where I live."
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Less than half an hour after Yang Shouzhuo left, Ji Qingyan called and educated Tang Zhaonian for an hour, telling him to put the country first and not just focus on immediate interests. If he had the opportunity to participate in this kind of thing, he would make contributions to the present and benefit the future.
Tang Zhaonian felt his forehead twitching and his ears buzzing. He cursed in his heart that Yang Shouzhuo was nothing. He even ran to tell Ji Qingyan this and asked Ji Qingyan to convince him.
When Ji Qingyan finished speaking, he was filled with depression and could not talk about his grievances, so he could only sigh: "Honey, do you know that even if I retire now, I still have enough money to spend the rest of our lives with Tang Pei, so what are you doing?"
You have to risk your life so much. Can't we live happily together?"
Ji Qingyan said calmly: "I will marry you regardless of your background, poverty or wealth. I will follow you in birth, old age, sickness and death. But what about the child? How do you want Peizhi to introduce his father to others in the future?
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Tang Zhaonian was stabbed to the most painful place in his heart.
Tang Pengsheng never called his gangster stepfather "father" and ran away from home. He felt that Tang Zhaonian had insulted his ancestors by recognizing a thief as his father. From then on, he looked down on him.
But Tang Zhaonian had no choice. He wanted to survive, and he also wanted his mother to survive.
Because he was still young at that time, Tang Pengsheng could support himself, but could not support him and his mother at the same time.
He was grateful to his stepfather. Although his stepfather was rude, he gave him a roof to protect him from the wind and rain and a good meal, so he helped his stepfather commit murder and arson in return.
So he changed his name in order not to disgrace the name given to him by his father.
But what about Tang Peizhi...
Will Tang Peizhi mind?
After all, there is a huge difference between "my father is a promiscuous person" and "my father is a patriotic businessman."
Tang Zhaonian sighed softly: "Let me think about it, we need to think carefully about such a big matter."
Ji Qingyan said: "Even if you lose all your wealth, at worst, I will come back to the mining area and I will work as a tailor to support you. I would rather you be poor for the rest of your life than be infamy for the rest of your life."
Tang Zhaonian's throat seemed to be covered with fog, and he swallowed more and said: "You stupid woman..."
Li Wenjun, who was standing by, got up when he heard this and walked to the window. He squinted at the morning fog dissipating in the wind on the grass outside. The sun shone golden light on the dew-covered grass.
Sometimes, he really feels that there are too many men who are not as good as Ji Qingyan.
She never fell when she was at her most bitter, nor lost when she was at her sweetest.
Most people are not as good as Ji Qingyan and Lao Wangtou.
Although I have been deeply hurt by this world, I always have good intentions and never forget the important things.
Tang Zhaonian put down the phone, walked to Li Wenjun and stood next to him, looking out the window. After a long silence, he said: "If I take action, I may never see this beautiful scenery again." Not to mention national justice, family honor, and his wife.
Being brainwashed so thoroughly, he is like a bird in someone else's hands. What else can he do? He can only be obedient.
Li Wenjun turned to look at him and said seriously: "Old Tang, you will definitely succeed this time. You will be glorious in Hong Kong City for more than thirty years."
Tang Zhaonian sneered: "Have you, the magician, gotten into trouble again?"
Li Wenjun twitched the corner of his mouth and looked outside: "Old Tang, do you believe in fate?"
Tang Zhaonian shook his head: "I don't believe it. I want to believe in fate. I am living in a pigeon cage now. How can I be free with you here?"
