Liu Feng was a little confused as he sat in the car.
"Materials, you are making a Walkman, don't you know that aluminum must be used in some places on the motherboard of the Walkman?"
Mr. Zhao said with a smile.
"you mean……"
"Yes, aluminum is a metal that is not used much in Walkmans, but it is indispensable. The most important thing is that all companies that can refine aluminum are big companies, and they will not lack the business of Brilliance Electronics.
As long as we convince them not to provide aluminum to Brilliance Electronics, Ogustu's production capacity will not be able to increase, even if it is only temporary, this can be an opportunity for us to make a comeback."
When Liu Feng heard this, he suddenly understood. He quickly gave a thumbs up and praised: "High, it's really high!"
"It has nothing to do with me. This is all Mr. Liu's idea of Lenovo Group, so I have to learn from others. These business methods can actually kill people."
The two of them were talking to each other in the car, as if they had already sentenced Ye Chen to death while chatting and laughing.
…
It was already past seven o'clock in the afternoon at Brilliance Electronics. Ye Chen finished his business at the company and hurried home. He took Liu Lingya and Jingjing with him and planned to go out for a meal.
"It's so expensive to eat out, let's just eat at home!"
Liu Lingya was a little reluctant.
“With our conditions, we only have to decide whether we like it or not, and whether it’s expensive or not. How can we still afford a meal?
Let’s go, let’s change clothes!”
"Where to go?"
"A new French restaurant has opened in the city center. I will take you to try it. It will give you a new experience and a change of taste."
"Fine."
After speaking, Liu Lingya turned around and returned to the room to start changing clothes.
“Dad, what is a French restaurant?
The judge’s restaurant?”
Jingjing asked, raising her head.
"No, it's a restaurant opened by French people. It's full of French food, which is a little different from Chinese food."
"Who are the French?"
"French people...French people are French people, white people..." Ye Chen was a little dumbfounded.
"Then do French people know the law very well?"
Jingjing sucked her fingers and continued to ask.
"Maybe, especially the Geneva Convention. It took forty days for everyone to master it."
…
Half an hour later, Ye Chen drove his car to the newly opened French restaurant.
When they got off the car, not only Liu Lingya and Jingjing, but also Ye Chen were a little surprised. The entire restaurant looked like a European castle, with half-naked murals carved on the walls, exuding an artistic atmosphere.
The whole building is in sharp contrast with the surroundings. When you open the heavy door of the restaurant, you will see a large and luxurious space in front of you. The gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling reflect the dreamy atmosphere from every angle.
Colorful light.
The gorgeous European-style tables and chairs and the small and exquisite bar are all painted in pure white, exuding an aristocratic atmosphere.
There is a white porcelain vase placed on each table. The pink roses in the vase are in full bloom, matching perfectly with the surrounding elegant environment.
Jingjing was like a curious baby, looking here and there, while Liu Lingya was a little restrained and at a loss as to what to do.
Ye Chen was a little surprised, but not at the level of luxury here, but at the fact that in this era when many people still lacked food and clothing, there was such a luxurious location.
If he saw it correctly, he saw a few old men squatting on the street begging not far from the door.
It is true that the wealthy families are stinking of wine and meat, and people are starving to death on the road. Over the past thousands of years, the number has only been reduced, but has never been eliminated.
"Let's order."
Ye Chen said, raising his hand to signal to the waiter,
Not far away, a blond woman in her early twenties, wearing a waiter's uniform, walked over and said politely: "Sir, this is the menu."
“You speak Chinese well?
French?"
Ye Chen took the menu and asked casually.
"No...ah, yes, I am French, my name is Irina."
"oh?
French?
Здравствуйте (Russian: Hello).”
Ye Chen was a little confused, raised his head and said with a smile.
"Здравствуйте!"
Irina responded subconsciously and immediately covered her mouth after speaking, "You.
Do you also speak Russian?
How do you know I'm Russian?"
"I spent some time in Russia before, so I know it a little bit. The name Irina is very common in Russia."
"Shh... sir, please don't tell anyone else!"
Irina said pleadingly.
"Don't worry, I understand."
Ye Chen nodded.
Of course he understands that it is indeed difficult to find a French person to serve as a waiter in a French-French restaurant, but it is very easy for Russians. After all, they are all white, and most people can't tell the difference.
A foreign girl can also improve the quality of a restaurant. This method is not only effective now, but will also be effective thirty years from now.
The genes of Muyang dogs can be passed down.
Ye Chen was looking at the menu when the restaurant door was pushed open again.
A man in a suit walked in, followed by a bodyguard.
As soon as he came in, he sat in the center of the hall, took off his sunglasses, looked around, pointed at Irina next to Ye Chen and said, his eyes suddenly became a little lewd: "Oh, there are foreign girls, you, come here
Give me your order!”
The other Chinese waiters in the restaurant saw him and hurriedly walked up to him and said, "Sir, I'm here to order for you. What service do you need?"
The man frowned and glared at her: "Do you have bad ears?
I said, let that foreign girl come over and take my order. Did you call me?
roll!"
"This..." Irina looked at Ye Chen with some embarrassment, and then at the man in the suit, "Sir, this gentleman came first, can you wait a moment?"
"Wait a minute! Come on, do you know who I am?
Hurry up or I’ll call your manager out!”
The man shouted arrogantly.
"Who are you?"
Ye Chen felt a little speechless, why do these people have to put on such a big forehead even when they eat.
"Who am I?"
The man smiled contemptuously, "I am the chairman of Feng's Aluminum, Feng Tiancong!"
Feng's Aluminum?
Ye Chen went over the name in his mind. He had the impression that Jia Hui had told him that the material that must be used for the motherboard of the Walkman is aluminum.
Brilliance Electronics' aluminum basically comes from Feng's Aluminum.
Feng's Aluminum is considered a giant company in Huijing City, and those engaged in the mining and metal industry have a lot to do with both black and white. A single order can really make a waiter disappear silently.
Thinking of this, although Ye Chen was fearless, he didn't want this Irina to get into trouble, so he immediately said to her: "Go ahead, I'll just have a casual meal, and just find someone to order for me."
When Irina heard this, she felt relieved and thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you for your understanding."