After Tianzifang created an atmosphere, the speed at which stores opened in the streets and alleys can be described as increasing day by day.
Just over seven months have passed since the last time I went abroad, and three new mass-market kt stores have opened on the main street.
Cheng Xi and the others had dinner and sang at the mass-market KTV not far from House No. 118. It was originally the site of a wharf built in the early years of the Republic of China by the Qingtang River. The wharf and several warehouses have been preserved as industrial sites.
They have also undergone commercial development. It was originally a quite quiet place, but now it was already ninety o'clock, and there were still many pedestrians passing by.
Cao Mo walked into the box. Except for Cheng Xi, Yu Jing, Chen Chang, Zhou Jie, and Ding Xuerong, he didn't recognize three women and one man. He sat over and listened to Cheng Xi's introduction, and then he realized that they were all her and Yu Jing's college classmates.
They all stayed in Xinhai to work - after Jiaying had dinner with them, she took Lily to a reunion with her high school classmates.
Everyone really has his own circle.
"I heard Cheng Xi say that you were her high school classmate and now you are working in Africa?" A girl with glasses and a round face came over to greet Cao Mo and asked curiously, "You natives
"Everyone in Xinhai has a lot of houses and no worries about food and clothing. Why would you think of going to Africa to work? Isn't Africa particularly barbaric?"
Xinhai University is one of the top five higher education institutions in the country, and with the bonus of the city of Xinhai, Cheng Xi and even Yu Jing, Zhou Jie, Chen Chang and others can be said to be the best among their peers.
An outstanding young man.
Even though they have just entered the society for less than two years, the students who stayed in Xinhai for development have all applied for jobs in quite good enterprises and institutions early, and they are also used as reserve talents in their respective units and receive key training.
These classmates of Cheng Xi are at a high-spirited age and have not yet experienced severe beatings from society. Their faces are still filled with confidence and expectations for the future.
This can be seen from the fact that Zhou Jie has the confidence to fight openly and secretly with Ding Xuerong.
Cao Mo, an African wage earner who "makes millions a year", not only does not have much aura among Cheng Xi's college classmates, but people think that he, a "nouveau riche", is even lower than Ding Xuerong.
They all wonder why Cheng Xi is so close to him.
The round-faced girl came over to ask questions, and she was out of curiosity. She always couldn't imagine how a young man from Xinhai who lived a prosperous life could go to Africa to work.
Of course, not everyone is as hated as Lu Yan, at least everyone can still maintain their politeness on the surface. Cao Mo didn't expect everyone to like him, and he was just chatting and laughing when he sat down.
Zhou Jie and Ding Xuerong had seen the scene in the afternoon. At this time, they didn't have any arrogance at all, and their words were more flattering. Cao Mo also accepted it calmly, but he spent more time sitting next to Cheng Xi talking.
I was encouraged to sing by everyone, and I also sang with Cheng Xi their favorite repertoire.
In the past few years that Cao Mo has been working in Africa, he has never had the opportunity to go into a KTV and roar. He doesn't have the time to sit there and listen to songs. What he can sing are the more popular songs in the past few years, such as "Hiroshima Love" and "I Love You Enough".
Chorus songs such as "If There's a Tomorrow" still need Cheng Xi to lead them in order to find the right rhythm.
However, Cao Mo's sense of music and timbre are quite good. He showed off his slightly hoarse high-register voice and sang a few old songs with Cheng Xi.
The singing was very enjoyable.
"You two don't practice secretly, do you? You're singing so well!"
After all, girls are still emotional creatures. They have just entered society and have not yet been completely philistinized. When I saw Cao Mo's handsome appearance and good singing voice, I immediately felt that the gap between him and Cheng Xi was not that big.
"Why are you still singing these songs?" Cheng Xi and Cao Mo sat back on the sofa and asked.
"How can I have a chance to sing in a KTV in Africa?" Cao Mo said with a smile, "I don't think there is anyone to accompany me. It's not like you haven't heard of Xiao Jun's duck voice. Listening to him sing can make you sound autistic.
Already..."
"Lu Jianchao said this afternoon that you are constantly surrounded by beautiful girls," Cheng Xi said.
There was loud music in the private room, and neither Cao Mo nor Cheng Xi liked talking at the top of their voices, so they were almost right next to each other in the corner.
Cao Mo looked at Cheng Xi's beautiful, bright eyes and asked, "Do you believe what he says?"
"I believe it." Cheng Xi said with a smile and narrowed his eyes.
"Then I won't be able to talk to you." Cao Mo reached out to cover Cheng Xi's beautiful eyes, put his palm against the bridge of her straight nose, and couldn't help but scratch it.
"You are guilty of playing this trick," Cheng Xi opened Cao Mo's hand and said, "Tell me about the girl around you?"
"Lily, you can see it, but I regard her as a younger sister - there are very few mixed-race girls like her in the local area, the vast majority of girls, I am not racist, her dark skin is like a sausage
I really don't appreciate thick lips, and I don't know which of the eyes named Lu thinks they are beautiful..." Cao Mo said casually.
At this time, Shen Ji sent a text message. Cao Mo suddenly felt relieved and didn't mind reading the text message next to Cheng Xi: "I'm with Dong Chengpeng. He said that He Xi can withdraw from Tianyue, but he wants to take back that part of the equity."
Return 80 million..."
"Look, I'm talking about tens of millions and billions of business!" Cao Mo smiled and showed Cheng Xi his phone, and then saw a new text message from Shen Ji. When he opened it, there were only a few eye-catching exclamation marks.
Jidu felt that the asking price was too high.
After Cheng Xi entered the box, he took off his coat and wore a purple cashmere sweater underneath. He sat comfortably on Cao Mo's shoulders. After seeing him joking, he was thinking seriously about something.
So I kept quiet and didn't worry about him.
Yu Jing asked her to ask for a song, but she waved her hand, preferring to enjoy the feeling of being next to Cao Mo.
Cao Mo also tilted his head casually and pressed his face against Cheng Xi's smooth hair.
Although Hexi can raise the price on the ground, and Tianyue takes the West African market, its future profit expectations are quite impressive. Hexi's price of 80 million is not completely unfounded, but it is far from Xu Bin and Xu Lizheng's expectations.
This also means that this equity transfer is unlikely to be successful in a short time.
Cao Mo sat in the corner and thought for a while, then replied to Shen Ji: "I will go back to the company to meet Dong Chengpeng tomorrow..."
He has been abroad for these years, and even though he would transfer to and from London, Paris and other places to and from Dracula, he would always stay in the airport transit hall for more than ten hours. Of course, he had no deep feelings about these cities and countries.
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Simply comparing Draculamore, a super first-tier city in Africa, with Xinhai, Cao Mo was particularly impressed.
When Cao Mo was in Kanem, he often browsed domestic online forums and followed major websites in his spare time.
News reports also pay attention to the trends of domestic mainstream financial scholars. Even the international mainstream society feels that there are many hidden dangers in China's current rapid development.
However, the more he understood the chaotic city of Draculamore, the more Cao Mo felt that even though China was still experiencing various dissatisfactions, it was still on the right path.
Of course, it is impossible for him to develop his domestic industry in one go and lay a deep foundation in one fell swoop. However, no matter which point he starts from and takes the mid-to-high-end route, the current domestic market may still be very narrow, but it must be in line with the requirements. Industrial development trends in the next ten to twenty years.
He is engaged in labor-intensive and capital-intensive mid-to-low-end basic industries in West Africa. This is also in line with the actual situation in West Africa, but it is impossible to start from this way in China, right?
If this is the case, how can he compete with related domestic companies that have already developed deep roots?
The relationship with the Dongsheng Clan still needs to be maintained, so Cao Mo wants to meet Dong Chengpeng tomorrow and have a chat in person to see if there is a chance for things to change.
"When you meet Dong Chengpeng tomorrow, I won't tell Xu Bin and the others first," Shen Ji replied.
Cao Mo had talked with Shen Ji, and the cell phone in Cheng Xi's hand started beeping. When she turned it on, it was her mother who sent a text message to remind her that it was almost eleven o'clock, urging her to go home.
"It's so annoying!" Cheng Xi complained.
"I'll pay the bill and then take you home?" Cao Mo said.
"I can barely accept it." Cheng Xi stretched, but Yu Jing, Chen Chang and the others were all there, so she didn't have the nerve to ask Cao Mo to carry her off the sofa.
The two of them checked out the KTV boxes and drink orders in advance. When they walked out, there were not many people on the street. The night seemed extra quiet. The cold air blew over, waking up their dizzy minds. They looked up at the dark blue sky. The sky has an indescribable clarity and tranquility.
A motorcycle roared past, and a young couple hugged each other tightly.
"I want a motorcycle. Like them, you drive and I hug you and sit on the back. It must feel good," Cheng Xi said.
"I can get someone to buy a motorcycle. If you don't mind it, I can take you to and from work once the license plate is obtained. I just don't know how much a license plate costs now..." Cao Mo considered the difficulty of parking in Xinhai. , if you don’t want a full-time driver, it would be more convenient to prepare a motorcycle in China.
"Now a yellow card for motorcycles in Xinhai is almost worth my Corolla - the day before yesterday my cousin wanted to buy a motorcycle for fun, but my uncle pointed at me at the dinner table and called him a prodigal..." Cheng Xi said with a smile.
"Is it so expensive?" Cao Mo knew that after Xinhai banned motorcycles, a motorcycle license plate was worth a lot, but he didn't expect the price to increase so much. He asked with a guilty conscience, "What if I get a Huachen motorcycle to be listed? A bit exaggerated?"
Cao Mo doesn't like being too ostentatious. Harley, BMW and other luxury motorcycles that seem a bit exaggerated are not his choice. Moreover, he needs to be more pragmatic to understand Tianyue's business and get a Huachen motorcycle to use in China first. Better.
Even if Xu Bin wants to bypass Huachen Industrial, the products he can develop and produce in the early stage will definitely be imitated by Huachen Motorcycles.
"No way, that's too ugly... A yellow A license plate can buy a dozen Huachen cars!" Cheng Xi exclaimed exaggeratedly, "But if you buy it, I'll take the seat!"