Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.155 The suit is straight
China Overseas Steel High-tech Park is an exchange meeting for a total of 120 steel plants from sixteen countries. Of course, high-tech steel belongs to the emerging old industry and heavy industry. Alvaev, a fat man, will obviously not hang himself in this place.
On the tree, his eyes were also fixed on the copper industry.
It's just that at this moment, he has no chance to get involved in the domestic copper industry. In other words, it is absolutely impossible for a guy like him to get involved in the copper industry.
"If we can get orders from Tongguan, we can make large-scale profits next year."
Arvaev painted a pie for Zhang Bi.
However, Zhang Bi ignored him and continued to send text messages to Xia Zhenzhen. He didn't care about Alvaev's embarrassed expression. Although the assistant next to him was angry, he did not dare to speak. Of course he knew how serious this Chinese was.
is valued by his boss.
It seemed that the group of big guys on the stage had finished their speeches and had gotten acquainted with each other before Zhang Ben put away his mobile phone and said to Alvaev: "I only want my share. As for how you make money, I don't care."
The dead fat pig in Georgia almost choked to death.
There were several Russian steel dealers and Ukrainian bosses around. There were two Yankees in front of them, one from Detroit, one black and one white, with ugly expressions on their faces. I think this exchange at the steel plant would make them feel very depressed.
, originally they were supposed to be the only ones in the world. Of course, Pittsburgh shed many more tears than Detroit.
"You are really cold-blooded."
Arvaev said complainingly.
"I have no good impression of you. Especially, you are not of the same race as us."
Zhang Ben glanced at the fat man flatly, and Arvaev's mouth twitched, and he said depressedly: "Are you racist?"
"Extreme."
Zhang Bi added another suffix.
Arvaev rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect that this guy would answer like this. What an incredible guy.
"That's really bad," Arvaev said helplessly.
"It would be really bad if 1.4 billion people were like this. Now you have to be lucky that there are not many people like this." Zhang Ben put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at Alvaev levelly and said.
He was neatly dressed today, wearing a crisp suit. It was rare for him to look like a suit and tie. Because he was tall and muscular, he held up his suit tightly and looked very imposing. It is no wonder that during the blast furnace installation ceremony, there were many ladies in deep boudoir making secret glances.
Arvaev decisively interrupted such a conversation, otherwise he thought he would have a heart attack. He did not like an environment full of racism.
Although that word is often used as a derogatory term, it must be admitted that in the eyes of some people, especially those who are extreme, paranoid and crazy, it does not mean anything.
"Our opponent this time is Mitsui Steel."
Alvaev whispered to Zhang Bi: "They are negotiating with Australian ore dealers, but I believe we can make some small moves. Five percent of the profit is enough. The demand for ignition is huge, isn't it?"
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"The thirty-year contract is 5%. You really made a good calculation. But do you think the Japanese will be so stupid as to hand over the iron ore they got to you?"
Zhang Ben looked at him strangely and asked.
"Of course not. But I think business is all about negotiation, isn't it? You know, the Japanese also need something, and I can just provide some."
Arvaev's eyes looked strange.
Zhang Bi was a little surprised and asked: "What's there?!"
"Technology, real technology. Have you ever heard of software?" Arvaev looked at Zhang Bi as if he was looking at a fool.
Zhang Bi sneered: "You don't think I don't even know this?"
"There is an Indian named Rancher Riga. He is a software engineer. Then he and his team developed a small thing, and that little thing happened to be in my hands."
Arvaev chuckled: "By the way, that software engineer is currently enjoying her honeymoon with her wife in a villa in China."
Zhang Ben shook his head: "To be honest, I have no interest in knowing this at all."
"Hey! That's a brand new robot control system. Rancher Riga is a fourteenth-level Ph.D. from Dominic's Laboratory and a professor at Stanford University."
Arvaev raised his voice slightly, but then lowered it again.
This control system is actually a precise control system for robotic arms. One system can control dozens or even hundreds of robotic arms for precise control. Of course, the requirements for computers are a bit high.
For Japan, they now need to further improve the functionality of Japan's assembly line robotic arms.
Although the Mitsui Foundation has a world-class scientific research team, it still cannot surpass the Americans in terms of technological level of concentration.
Although Americans have not demonstrated that extraordinary technology.
"Do you want technology in exchange for orders?"
Zhang Bi asked.
"No, if it's just like this, why should I change? There has to be something to add. For example, some market share or something? Do you understand?"
Zhang Ben shook his head.
"Their parts suppliers will use the steel we produce. It's big business."
Arvaev drew the blueprint there.
However, Zhang Ben believes that agricultural machinery companies like Kubota may not use domestically produced parts. In many cases, they use imported goods.
In order to extend the service life of a large number of harvesters, even the rivets in the riveting parts will use Japanese original parts because of the difference in materials.
But things seem to be a little different now, because when Alvaev was building a steel plant in Georgia, he used materials engineers left over from the former Soviet Union, and several of these elites were hidden by him and never let anyone know about them.
The Arvaev Steel Company was able to allow this fat man to run rampant for many years because of technical and scientific research reasons. Zhang Bi was also quite impressed by this fat man's generosity in scientific research expenses.
"Why not negotiate directly with the Australians?" Zhang Bi asked.
"Oh my god, you wouldn't think that we who only have one blast furnace can eat any mine. You know, those guys who don't know how much inventory there is still care about money but not people. Mines have to be eaten piece by piece.
Understand?" Arvaev said.
Although he mostly uses mines from Iran and Iraq, and even from Russia, he still knows very well about Australia, a resource-rich country, after all, he has been engaged in the steel industry for so many years.
"We use what I did in Georgia, and maybe it will be more effective here. In my opinion, the Chinese are far more hard-working than the Georgians. Damn, I really envy your capitalists here, they are like this
Be confident and confident.”
Arvaev shrugged, pretending to be humorous.
Zhang Bi came back to his senses and said, "It will make money, right?"
The fat man nodded. Although his heart disease is not completely cured, it is much better than before. However, most of the steel merchants around him are too lazy to deal with him. The main reason is that Alvaev's steel company is located in Transcaucasus.
It may be a big company, but among these sixteen countries, it is ranked from the bottom.
In other words, most of the steel plants here far exceed Alvaev's strength.
Among them is a large number of national steel industries.
There are really very few joint ventures like Alvaev's.
"This is a lot of money. Of course, the next step is to see your performance. You have a good relationship with the mayor. Are you worried about the lack of steel in the city's infrastructure? I will set up a liaison office here.
And the office, believe me, we will make a lot of money, a lot of money."
This guy's expression seems to be that he is daydreaming about the future, but he has to admit, it seems that the present is indeed very lethal.
The two of them were wandering around the periphery. The sightseeing bus was a visit to the high-tech steel park. The modern steel production here is very attractive. In terms of ordinary rebar, Zhang Bi even saw it next to a five-ton steel plate.
, which is a mountain of rebar.
The driving never stopped.
Needless to say about cranes.
There are hundreds of meters of guide rails.
There are also gantry milling machines, and there are a large number of affiliated factories here, which are fully integrated with the steel industry.
"Normal temperature electroplating."
Zhang Bi and Alvaev saw the workpieces beside the open-air pool. The room-temperature electroplating here obviously used some new formulas.
"This is all money."
Arvaev rubbed his hands, feeling extremely itchy in his heart.
China's market is so big that it's unimaginable. If he could meet the urban infrastructure needs of a small city, he would laugh out loud in his dreams.
And the so-called small cities in China also have a population of one million...
Many county-level cities maintain a population of 7 to 8 million. This population base is destined to have a very high demand for building materials for infrastructure construction.
For Alvaev to win over Zhang Bi, apart from Zhang Bi’s reputation as a fierce tiger in China, the most important thing is that this guy seems to have a close relationship with some powerful figures in China. This makes Alvaev, a fat guy, unique.
Such thoughts.
You have connections and strength, but are you afraid of not having money?
He likes red and green banknotes.
Zhang Bi, in a crisp suit, looks like a businessman running for money, chasing profits? It's really a simple fact.
However, Zhang Bi came to Zhonghai, a gathering of steel merchants, not because he was seeking profit.
But because of an enemy.
Mitsui Zaibatsu.
In the early morning of August 30th, he and Guan Shan fought against nine Japanese swordsmen in a resort villa. The leader of them was recognized by both Zhang Bi and Guan Shan.
He is the contemporary writer of the Kansai Urashima-ryu in Japan. Urashima Imasa is the martial arts branch of the Mitsui Zaibatsu, and those nine Japanese swordsmen are also known as the Nine People of Oninayama.
In a fight, five people were killed and four escaped, which made Guan Shan and Zhang Bi very regretful, but Liang Zi ended their relationship so simply.