"Since Mr. Liu intends to reconcile, then I, Salman Mehta, am not an unreasonable person. Let the past be forgotten and written off."
"Easy to say!"
Liu Dong smiled and nodded, but looking at Salman Mehta who was also smiling, he didn't think that just by returning the notebook, the other party would really forget their conflict.
If you want the two parties who originally had conflicts and hatred to truly become friends, then there is only one way!
Thinking of this, Liu Dong smiled and said: "What does Mr. Mehta think of Hanhua Group?"
"A world-class consortium with assets of nearly 350 billion U.S. dollars! Mr. Liu's talent is admirable!" Salman Mehta frowned slightly, not understanding why Liu Dong would ask this. However, the size and wealth of Hanhua Group really impressed Salman Mehta.
Man Mehta is extremely envious.
Although his Moissan Gandhi can also get nearly more than 20 billion US dollars in income every year, after feeding everyone from top to bottom and taking care of everything that needs to be taken care of, he will only get 2 billion US dollars.
Although 2 billion US dollars is already a huge sum of money that ordinary people cannot imagine, it is too difficult to spend because it is black.
Moreover, Moissan Gandhi is indeed powerful, no less powerful than those of the Fortune 500. But the influence of both parties is in the sky and on the earth.
If possible, he also hopes to become the chairman of a large enterprise, become a famous entrepreneur, enjoy the glory of the spotlight, and be praised by the world. But unfortunately, Salman Mehta's talent in management is really ordinary.
With the support of the powerful 'Nehru Gandhi' family behind him, it is okay to run underground casinos. He is still too green to enter a shopping mall with fierce competition and weird cloud broadcasting.
After several failed attempts, Salman Mehta temporarily gave up on continuing to work hard in the business world.
The more you can't get something, the more you want it. This is a psychological characteristic shared by all people. Salman Mehta is no exception.
Although he failed in business, his desire to become a business giant never disappeared in his heart.
Facing Salman Mehta's complicated eyes mixed with envy, Liu Dong smiled slightly proudly and said, "Then, is Mr. Mehta willing to cooperate with Hanhua Group?"
"Cooperation?" Salman Mehta raised his eyebrows.
"That's right! India is a big market that can excite companies around the world. We at Hanhua Group also want to develop our business here! However, the national conditions of each country are different. Hanhua Group wants to achieve rapid development in India.
The best way to develop is to cooperate with local companies here!”
"Why me? I believe that with Hanhua's strength, there is no shortage of strong collaborators in India!" Salman Mehta said after pondering for a while.
"That's right! Hanhua Group has hundreds of partners to choose from in India, but I would rather cooperate with Mr. Mehta!" Liu Dong said with a slight smile.
“Because of the ‘Nehru Gandhi’ family?”
"Haha, that's right! Hanhua Group does not lack money, technology, or strength. What we are most worried about is the political obstacles in India. Cooperating with Mr. Mehta can exempt Hanhua Group from this to the greatest extent.
Disadvantages!" Liu Dong said bluntly.
Both parties are smart people. If you want to cooperate, it is easier to succeed if you are honest than concealing.
Seeing the smile on Liu Dong's face and the twinkling eyes, Salman Mehta became silent. Liu Dong's directness was somewhat beyond his expectation. However, facing the other party's unreserved directness
Bai, it would be a lie if he wasn't moved.
Anyone with a bit of ambition is eager to achieve something, and Salman Mehta is no exception! And what is somewhat unspeakable is that although Salman Mehta is the son-in-law of the Nehru Gandhi family and is in charge of the huge Mohammad
Sangan Gandhi, but in fact he was an outsider within the Nehru Gandhi family, with limited influence. In layman's terms, he was the 'son-in-law' in the Chinese proverb, and he had to endure the criticism and contempt of his wife's natal family all the time.
It is precisely for this reason that Salman Mehta particularly wants to achieve something to prove his ability.
Mohangandhi's success made him valued by the family and gained some status. However, his failure in the public sector made Salman Mehta always carry the label of the son-in-law of the Nehru Gandhi family, instead of
The founder of the Meta family, this is the name he prefers!
"How do you want to collaborate?"
"It's very simple! We cooperate with Mr. Mehta to acquire promising companies. The shares are divided according to the amount of investment. Hanhua Group is responsible for the management. Of course, Mr. Mehta can supervise the company's operations. If the company's development encounters technology and market
The Hanhua Group will be responsible for solving the difficulties. If the company encounters difficulties from the Indian government, Mr. Mehta will be responsible for solving them! ...How about that?"
"I need to think this over!"
After thinking for a while, Salman Mehta raised his head and said.
"Of course! But I hope Mr. Mehta can give me an answer as soon as possible, because I'm not sure I can stay in India for too long!"
"Three days, I'll give you an answer within three days!"
"Then I'll look forward to hearing from Mr. Meta!" Liu Dong said with a smile.
After talking about the business, Salman Mehta, who had Liu Dong's cooperation in mind, had some dinner and said goodbye.
Liu Dong sent him to the door of the hotel, watched the extended Lincoln disappear into the night, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"'There are no permanent enemies or permanent friends in the world, only permanent interests!' This sentence of Fatty Qiu (Churchill) is quite accurate!"
The longer he practiced in the mall, and after seeing a lot of intrigues and intrigues, Liu Dong's initial edges and corners were gradually smoothed away.
If he had encountered this kind of thing in the past, he would definitely not compromise, and would even rely on the fact that he had the other party's handle to benefit himself. If the other party resisted or became fiercely hostile, he would definitely rely on his own relics.
Yuan Guang and his powerful force taught him in minutes how a powerful dragon could crush a local snake.
But now, Liu Dong is more and more fond of using common interests to resolve conflicts, using cooperation to win more friends for himself, and using temporary compromises to win longer-term interests.
He is becoming more and more mature and looks more and more like a sophisticated shopping mall veteran.
"Boss, what you asked has been done!" When Liu Dong returned to the room, Rody happened to come over.
"So fast?"
"Yes! In fact, when our people passed by, the other party was already preparing to leave."
"Oh? Where is he now?"
"I boarded a flight to England half an hour ago!"
"Where is his family?"
"Everyone who was with him left!"
"Haha, that's good! I really look forward to what Salman Mehta's expression will be like when he hears the news that his most trusted subordinate has escaped!"
"I believe it will be wonderful!" Rody smiled beside him.
"That's right, haha!"
…
No matter how much trouble Liu Dong and Rody caused, Salman Mehta, who had just returned home, did not notice anything unusual. Liu Dong's proposal of cooperation was still echoing in his mind.
In fact, he was ready to agree to the cooperation proposal put forward by Liu Dong. After all, this matter would bring almost no harm to him.
Following the Hanhua Group, you can almost make money 100% of the time. Liu Dong's experience over the years has already proven this.
However, agreeing and agreeing immediately are two different things. If you delay, you may be able to get better conditions for yourself.
“But in this case, I’m afraid Moissan Gandhi’s losses will never be recovered!”
After sighing with regret, Salman Mehta picked up the phone on the table and dialed.
But the long-term blindness made Salman Mehta couldn't help but frown. This has never happened in the past ten years.
Salman Mehta, who had some bad instincts in his heart, hung up the phone and dialed another number again. This time, the call was successfully connected.
"boss……!"
Before the other party could finish speaking, Salman Mehta interrupted: "Is Raman here?"
"Manager Raman? He's not here. I haven't seen him for a day!"
"Then do you know where he went?"
"I do not know about this!"
"Find him immediately!"
"Yes, boss!"
After hanging up the phone, Salman Mehta frowned. Originally, he wanted to ask Raman about the profit balance of Mosangandhi this quarter. After knowing it well, he could also prepare for the next cooperation with Liu Dong.
Be prepared.
How could he think that his most trusted person was missing?
Salman Mehta, who was sitting in the office and felt more and more uneasy as he thought about it, immediately opened the computer next to him. After entering his account password skillfully, he opened the 'account balance page' with great anticipation. A series of zeros popped out from it, which made him
Salman Mehta suddenly froze!
After refreshing it several times in disbelief, looking at the unchanged computer screen, the veins on Salman Mehta's forehead pulsated, and his red face was filled with indescribable rage.
"Damn it Raman Shah, I will cut you into pieces! Bang...!"
The unlucky computer was immediately turned into a pile of garbage in Salman Mehta's wrath.
And just when Salman was frantically smashing everything he could see in his study, the person he cursed had already reached an altitude of 20,000 feet.
"well……!"
A suppressed sigh made people understand how helpless his master was at this moment.
However, at this moment, in addition to being helpless and reluctant to leave his hometown, Raman also had many doubts in his heart.