Even now, Laiben is riding a tiger. If he stops paying attention to Luo Yu, not only will he have nowhere to vent his resentment, but it will also give people the impression that Luo Yu looks down on him and refuses to talk to him.
Butt feeling.
So Leben had to continue the topic just now.
"In addition to purchasing government funds and real estate in China Overseas Investment, our consortium is also preparing to build a water park near the sea in China Overseas Investment and officially enter the tourism industry." Laiben looked at Luo Yu, wondering if he still ignored him
If this was the case, he could think that Luo Yu looked down on him, a foreigner, and that would make sense.
But what disappointed him was that although Luo Yu's mouth was full of barbecue, she still answered him vaguely: "Ah, not bad, the entertainment and catering industry is very profitable. Congratulations to the shitty boss first."
Luo Yu underestimated in her heart: "There has been a huge tourist attraction called Lost Island outside China for a long time. If you try to get involved, you will be in trouble."
"My surname is not Shi." Laiben couldn't laugh or cry.
"Is it the compound surname we have in our country, called Shilai?" Luo Yu's face was full of differences, "Shilai Shilai, Shiqi Donglai, what a good name."
Shi Laiben was unwilling to continue to struggle with Luo Yu on this issue, and continued: "In order to advertise the consortium's entry into the Chinese market, we specially invited our Thai champion team to play a friendly match with your Zhonghai team.
, Mr. Luo doesn’t know about this, right?”
Luo Yu's heart skipped a beat. He had heard Tang Feng say before that the large-scale introduction of foreign investment this time required the football match as a gimmick to attract the public's attention, and the consortium sponsoring the football match was the largest foreign investment this time.
One of them, I didn’t expect that the driving force behind it was actually this inconspicuous dwarf Commander Laiben.
Speaking of the ball game, Leben showed a proud look on his face: "The championship team we invited this time are all local players from Thailand. They formed an excellent team after undergoing systematic training. They won the championship in the second year after its establishment.
We have won the domestic league championship and performed very well in the AFC Champions League. We just completed our eighth consecutive championship in the Thai domestic league this year. Recently I heard that many of the European giants are preparing to introduce players from our team."
Having said this, Leben paused for a moment, with an undisguised look of contempt in his eyes: "The weakness of your Chinese football team is well-known internationally. I really can't understand why 1.3 billion people can't choose the top ten."
A football player who can take the stage."
It is very easy to select 11 young people with football talent out of 1.3 billion. The fault lies in the current domestic football system.
The league's match-fixing and black whistles, the Football Association's enthusiastic suggestions to fans, and other reasons have led to the current situation of the national football team being weak in the world.
In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, national leaders issued documents to make China achieve impressive results in the world's three major worlds.
Now more than half a century has passed. In volleyball, the women's volleyball team has won consecutive Olympic titles, an unprecedented feat. Table tennis has become a national sport, and its kingship is unshakable. Do you think that in order to restrict Chinese players in world-class table tennis competitions?
To win all the championships, the rules of table tennis competitions have been changed again and again. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these measures are all aimed at suppressing Chinese table tennis players. However, the fact is that China is still the king of table tennis. As long as there are large-scale table tennis competitions, there are almost no champions.
All have been won by national players; although basketball is not as good as Europe and the United States, thanks to the efforts of several generations, Asia’s champions are well-deserved.
What's left is football, the national obsession.
After repeated defeats, repeated defeats, the more money spent, the worse the results of the competition. The world rankings fell again and again. Not to mention the inability to win against Japan and South Korea, now even small countries like Malaysia and Oman can compete with the national football team.
Compete.
"This championship team has been sponsored by our consortium since its establishment." Laiben's face was filled with indescribable pride. Now he finally found something that could surpass Luo Yu, and he could be honored in front of the goddess.
, how could he be unhappy?
"Before coming to China, I made a promise to our team members. As long as they beat your Zhonghai team, the whole team will receive a bonus of 10 million, and each player will be rewarded with another 2 million, and every time they score a goal, they will be rewarded with an additional 500,000.
If you score ten goals, you will be rewarded eight million." Seeing Luo Yu's face look a little ugly when he said this, Laiben chuckled, "Scoring ten goals is just talk, but if the score difference is really too big by then,
So, I had no choice but to do it."
Liu Zhuoqun's face turned red when he heard Shi Laiben's nonsense, but Luo Yu had not spoken yet and he could not say anything.
At this time, a reporter came out and held the recording pen in front of Shi Laiben, with a flattering face: "Dear Mr. Shi Laiben, after hearing your heroic words just now, I am really looking forward to the wonderful game in a few days.
, are you really so confident that your team will win?"
The reporter's question obviously made Leben very happy.
However, everyone around him cast contemptuous glances at the shameless reporter.
"This man despises your compatriots in front of you, and you actually go up and flatter him." Luo Yu, who has strong nationalism, gritted his teeth.
Liang Yan couldn't stand it any longer. She saw Luo Yu clenching his fists and his eyes were red, knowing that he was full of anger now. She was afraid that Luo Yu would get angry here and it would not end well, so she took Luo Yu's arm and tried to pull him away.
Walk.
"I'll tell you this." Seeing someone interviewing him, Zang Laiben felt that his face was particularly bright. He first boasted about how strong his team was, and then despised how weak the Zhonghai team was.
After a moment, his words were full of disdain, and finally he concluded.
"When that game is over, your mood must be even more miserable than after the Nanjing Massacre, hahahaha."
"How many people were killed by Japanese soldiers during the Nanjing Massacre? How many goals will our Thai team score against you in the future?"
The reporter smiled with a smile on his face and nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. Your consortium is rich and powerful, and it's no problem to cultivate a strong team of international standards. Our China Sea Team is communicating with you with a learning attitude.
Yes, I hope your team will be merciful by then."
After being humiliated like this, this reporter still flattered him shamelessly. Luo Yu now even wanted to tear his head off.
There were countless tragedies caused by the Japanese army when they invaded China, and the Nanjing Massacre was just one of them, but the number of three hundred thousand is enough to be engraved in the hearts of every descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties.
The bloody and tragic history was actually canceled by a rich man from a small country. Evil energy surged in Luo Yu's eyes, and even Liang Yan, who was standing next to him, felt the biting chill.
God knows what Luo Yu will do when he is furious. Liang Yan looked around eagerly for Tang Feng, hoping that Tang Feng would appear in time to stop what Luo Yu might do next.
"Xiao Liu!" Luo Yu's eyes turned red as if he hadn't slept in dozens of days. He gritted his teeth and pulled Liu Zhuoqun over.
"What's the matter, boss?" Liu Zhuoqun was originally a very angry young man, but now looking at the reporter's butt that was even higher than his head, he wanted to go up and kick him.
"You are a member of the Speeding Car Party, right?" Luo Yu gasped through her nostrils.
"Yeah." Now that the boss admitted it, Liu Zhuoqun naturally had no objection. Joining the Speeder Party has been his wish since he was a child.
"I will teach you now what members of the Biker Party must do every day." Luo Yu pointed at the reporter, "That is to maintain world peace and smash the jaw of that reporter who talks nonsense."
"Hey? What does maintaining world peace have to do with that reporter?" Even if Li Zhuoqun is a fool, he knows that he will be held criminally responsible for injuring someone. Besides, this is the sky garden of the Supreme Hotel. How can he do it just because he said it?
The person in charge here is Tang Fengtang, the famous boss of Zhonghai.