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Chapter 27 Time Magazine

China World Hotel is connected to the China International Trade Exhibition Hall and Guomao Shopping Mall, overlooking the most famous street in Beijing, and adjacent to the Forbidden City. It is known as the Second State Hotel.

"Rambo didn't go into the jungle, but came to the hotel. If I were the boss of a film and television company in the future, I would shoot a scene like this here." Peng Bo and Yan Ning got out of the car and walked into the lobby while talking.

Yan Ning also laughed, "Then let's not call him Rambo, call him Peng Bo." She called the two names with English pronunciation, and I have to say, the pronunciation is quite similar.

A fat foreign man wearing glasses and a beard stood outside the door. He glanced at them and then looked back. Well, his stomach was strangled by the belt, and it felt like he was about to fall to the ground.

"Excuse me, does Mr. John Rambo of Time Magazine live here?" Peng Bo asked at the front desk.

"Times, Mr. Rambo?" The waiter looked around, "Look behind the screen. He was sitting on the sofa behind the screen just now."

There were only a few women sitting behind the screen, drinking tea and chatting leisurely. "Is it possible that Comrade Rambo is a lady?" Peng Bo looked at the lobby bar next to him, and there were no customers either.

"Hello, I'm Rambo." A voice suddenly came from behind, causing Peng Bo and Yan Ning to quickly turn their heads back and look at the person in front of them. Peng Bo couldn't help but stroke his chin. He was afraid that his chin would fall to the ground.

Yan Ning's eyes passed over his beard and rested on his big belly. Feeling that she was being impolite, she turned her head away in embarrassment.

"If my guess is correct, you are Mr. Peng Bo?" Fatty Rambo stretched out a fat hand, "Nice to meet you. Let me introduce myself, John Rambo, Deputy Editor-in-Chief of Asia of Time Magazine."

"Peng Bo." Peng Bo introduced himself with a smile.

The fat man was also laughing, "Let's sit here for a while. What would you like to drink?" He smiled at Yan Ning and said, "Oh, Mr. Peng Bo, your wife is so beautiful."

Yan Ning blushed and looked at Peng Bo cautiously, but Peng Bo didn't express anything. The fat man blinked slyly. It seemed that the fat man also had a funny heart.

"It seems we both made a mistake. You may have mistaken me for Sylvester Stallone," the fat man smiled and made a fisting gesture, "but I'm not as flexible as him."

Yan Ning drank coffee and listened to the fat man chatting in English. He couldn't help but smile. Not only was he not as flexible as Stallone, the difference was too far.

"I thought Mr. Peng Bo was a middle-aged man and a scholar, but I was wrong. I didn't expect him to be a handsome young man. He was very handsome." He danced with joy as he spoke, making several ladies around him unable to bear it.

Stay here and watch.

"Mr. Rambo, this is the first time we have met. How do you know my phone number?" Peng Bo finally interrupted and asked.

"It's Ms. Heinway. Oh, her voice is so nice. She gave me your phone number." Fat Rambo is very much like the talk show queen. If you don't interrupt him, he will keep talking. "

I called you as soon as I got off the plane, thank God, you are still in Beijing, oh, by the way, look at my brain, I prepared a gift for you."

Gift? Peng Bo and Yan Ning looked at each other. It couldn't be a pile of Time magazines, right?

As if by magic, Rambo took out a box from the ground and pushed it in front of Peng Bo.

The black sharkskin box had a very textured pattern. He gently opened the box and a dagger appeared in front of him.

"Rambo knife," Rambo winked proudly, "it's named after me, oh, just kidding, it's named after that Rambo. I didn't know my wife was here, otherwise I would have customized another one."

Bundle."

He talked endlessly about the origin of this knife. This knife came from Gil Hibben, a knifemaker in Kentucky, USA. This person is also the official armorer of Paramount Pictures. This knife is now very valuable in the market.

As a man, Peng Bo has a spontaneous love for knives. The knife in his hand is silver-white without stripes, has a sturdy appearance and a sharp blade. It is very suitable for playing. For a while, he couldn't put it down.

However, he solemnly raised his head and looked at Rambo, "Comrade Rambo, are you sure this is not a controlled knife?" How did he bring it on the plane? This is incredible.

"Regulating knives?" Now it was Rambo's turn to wonder.

"Well, I think you flew across the Pacific not just to give me a knife." Peng Bo put the knife away. It seemed out of place to play with a foreigner in the crowded lobby.

"Of course, I just hope you can remember me by giving you a knife. The day before yesterday, I was still in Guangdong. By chance, I heard that you were making a real estate list. To be honest, our Times magazine is very interested in this.

Interested, I am also very interested in the Rich List. It is a pity that you did not choose Time Magazine to publish it, but this time the Top 100 Real Estate List, I sincerely hope that we have the opportunity to cooperate."

"Mr. Rambo, the list has just started to be made. To be precise, it is in progress." Peng Bo looked at Yan Ning, who also looked at him tenderly, as if she was his girlfriend. "My girlfriend,

Just working at Microsoft Research, she will help me with the real estate database and some key algorithms."

"Microsoft? I know that Bill Gates is very concerned about China," Rambo said with a smile, but when he saw the Chinese girlfriend's face turned red, "then our expectations for this list will be greatly increased, professional

There is definitely no problem with sex. Mr. Peng Bo, are you professional in making lists?"

"I have my team. In addition, I am engaged in reporting work for a large financial media in China."

team?

Yan Ning smiled. If she really thought she was in a team before, but she met the Microsoft team a few days ago and she understood the true concept of a team. But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is this

The leader of the team is Peng Bo.

"Oh, this is an amazing team. The Rich List has attracted the attention of the world and opened a window for foreign countries to understand the Chinese economy and the changes the Chinese economy is undergoing." Lambo took a sip of coffee, "

The coffee here tastes good...We at Time Magazine have also paid keen attention to China's wealthy class. We believe that the value of this list is far beyond what can be measured by money. Of course, the value of the new list to us

I’m also optimistic about it.”

Peng Bo looked at the American with a smile. It was obvious that he was talking about the old list, but was actually tempting himself to bid for the new list.

"Mr. Peng Bo, how much do you know about Time Magazine?" Rambo put down his coffee.

"Era?" Peng Bo stirred the coffee with a spoon, "Everyone on earth knows this."

"Everyone on earth knows about your rich list." Rambo said quickly, and both of them laughed.

"Time" is one of the three major current affairs weekly magazines in the United States. It is the most influential news weekly in the United States. It is known as the "historical library" of the world. It is also one of the most representative and influential publications in the contemporary era.

"Time" has the main edition of the United States, the international edition, and the European, Asian and Latin American editions. Like the Rich List, "Time" also has its own list of 100 people, divided into "Masters", "Leaders", "Pioneers", "

Five categories: "Iconic Figures" and "Artists".

Many Chinese people have appeared on the cover of Time magazine. Wu Peifu, Chiang Kai-shek, Pu Yi, Chen Cheng, and several great figures of the Republic have all appeared on the cover of Time.

In 1984, a young man drinking Coke and standing on the Great Wall appeared on the cover of Time. Coke symbolizes the new look of China and directly reflects the open mind of the Chinese people.

However, only politicians have appeared on the cover before. At the beginning of the year before last, Gong Li became the first artist to appear on the cover of Time Magazine. In the eyes of foreigners, she is the image representative of Chinese movies.

At the end of the year before last, Faye Wong appeared in Time Magazine for the second time, becoming the first Chinese singer to appear on the cover of Time. The news was widely reported by the media that year and became a sensation.

"I believe that you know the weight of Time much better than Forbes." Rambo looked at Peng Bo with a half-smile. "If the 100 Rich List were published in Time Magazine, it would be more controversial than if it were published in Forbes."

It attracts people’s attention because this list is a product of an era and represents China’s changes and processes. Mr. Kelly, the editor-in-chief of Time Magazine, also said that such a list should be published in Time.”

"But Times is not a financial weekly." Yan Ning finally interjected the first sentence in the whole process.

"But our influence is No. 1 in the world. We have a section in this area and we are very interested in some of them." Rambo seemed to be familiar with the treasures. "Liu Yongxing and Liu Yonghao can become rich by making pig feed. It seems that China

It is really a big agricultural country. However, the rich list has become a thing of the past. We have also noticed the changes in China's policies and Premier Zhu's speech. As a pillar industry, real estate will represent the development direction of China's economy. This time, we want to represent

People with the image of China's new economy appear on our cover, so, Peng, we must cooperate. We at Time Magazine are confident that we will use the best page to publish this list. Please rest assured, in terms of price

, we will be twice as big as Forbes. Or even more.”

Double?

Peng Bo gently tapped the bone china coffee cup with the spoon in his hand, and the coffee cup made a crisp sound.


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