The National Bank was really easy to find. It was tall, big and majestic. Tie Jun parked the car and turned around to pat Lada, who was still sleeping soundly.
"Hey, wake up, we've arrived at the terminal, all passengers please get off the train!"
"Oh, you can't be ten minutes late. You really do as the Romans do, and you adapt pretty quickly!"
Rada muttered first, then stretched lazily and opened her eyes, her blue eyes a little confused.
"Haha, learn from the fighting nation!"
Tie Jun said something stupid again, took out the key, opened the door and got out of the car, looking up at this silly bank building.
"Let's go, there's nothing good to see. It's full of money, but it's a pity it's not yours, haha!"
Lada, who followed him out of the car, looked at Tie Jun, said something sarcastic, and walked up the steps.
"Then who's right?"
Tiejun smiled and followed Rada, silently praying for the poor rubles in the bank.
Walking into the lobby, the staff greeted Lada one after another, with admiration in their eyes. Lada smiled and nodded, and walked towards the security guard with large epaulettes.
After saying a few words, Big Epaulette turned around and led the way. Tie Jun secretly praised the good employees and their principles.
Following them up to the third floor and arriving at the president's office, Big Epaulette raised his hand, and Lada and Tiejun stopped.
After knocking on the door to announce, Tiejun stood at attention with his large epaulettes, and followed Lada into the house.
"Hehehe, the early bird catches the worm, not bad, not bad!"
Victor looked at the energetic Tie Jun and praised him heartily.
"Haha, that's right. Hello Uncle Victor!"
Tie Jun smiled and hugged Victor, wondering why this little old man knew so many Chinese proverbs.
In fact, it is very simple. Victor has worked in Singapore for many years and has accumulated a lot of Chinese knowledge, but Tie Jun does not know it.
"Look at you, then look at my baby, oh, how ashamed!"
Azov glanced at his daughter who sat down on the sofa, sighed in his heart, and couldn't help blurting out.
"Hello Uncle Azov!"
Tiejun hugged Yazov and ignored his words, not wanting to cause unnecessary conflicts.
Radha naturally heard her father's nagging, snorted, closed her eyes, and became confused.
"Jun, these are four companies. You browse them first. We will visit which one you are interested in first."
When Tie Jun sat down, Victor handed over a very thick book of information. Tie Jun took a closer look and found that the four books were bound together.
After taking it and turning to the first page, Tie Jun's eyelids jumped. Damn, it's CCTV channel xx.
After calming down for a long time, I ignored the strange looks in the eyes of the two old guys and slowly scrolled down. I was even more shocked. Where are the four companies?
The first media alone includes four, one CCTV channel, one radio station, one newspaper, and one local TV station.
There was an evaluation form at the back. Tie Jun glanced at it carefully and saw that the valuation was 60 million rubles.
"Is...is this okay?"
Completely out of control of his thoughts, Tie Jun blurted out a question.
"Hahaha, don't worry, it's okay!"
"Oh, this counts as a family?"
Tie Jun raised the document in his hand, and Victor nodded.
"Oh, buy it!"
Tiejun let out a ghostly cry, which made the two old guys laugh. Lada opened her eyes and rolled her eyes at Shanpao Tiejun.
"Oh, I can't afford it!"
Tie Jun shrugged and let out another ghostly scream. This time the two old guys were not amused, but looked at each other.
Tie Jun is right. With his current conditions, he simply cannot afford to play in the media. This is a money-burning industry with huge follow-up investments. Not even big consortiums dare to get involved.
Today's Tiejun is like a toothless old woman. The steak is in front of her, but she has no luck to enjoy it. It's very uncomfortable.
"Oh, don't be nervous, that's the valuation, not the transaction price. What are you afraid of? Read it first and then discuss it!"
The police chief Yun Danfeng knocked on the coffee table gently, looking like a prawn.
Tie Jun said oh, looked down at the coffee table, and pushed a cigar over. Unexpectedly, this old man was still a warm-hearted uncle.
"Thank you Uncle Azov!"
Tie Jun glanced at Yazov gratefully, picked up the cigar, put it between his teeth, lit it, and took a slow puff, gradually relaxing his nerves.
When he opened the second book, despite being mentally prepared, Tie Jun still gasped, took a puff of smoke and started coughing with a choking "cough cough".
"Hey, Tellus (coward)!"
Lada narrowed his eyes and whispered something in Russian. Tiejun didn't listen at all, and stared at the information in front of him, 40% of the shares of the Volga Automobile Plant.
The reason why Tie Jun always wanted to get into the automobile industry was that he had a soft spot for cars in his previous life;
Second, he participated in the anti-corruption investigations of two automobile factories for three years, which is equivalent to working in the automobile factory for three years. He has become a semi-expert in the operation and production of the factory.
The Volga Automobile Company in front of us is the largest automobile manufacturer in Laomaozi, and the Lada that is everywhere on the streets is one of its brands.
In his previous life, he only knew that Volga survived tenaciously after its disintegration. Only now did he know that it was through selling shares that he gained life.
"Do you sell this too?"
Tie Jun struggled to say a word, and Victor sighed.
"well!
People always need to eat, and workers are all waiting for funding. There is no plan from above, and no one wants it from below. What the leaders can do is to find money from society.
Don’t you know, we have a saying about talents: first-rate talents are engaged in military industry, second-rate talents are engaged in petroleum, and third-rate talents are engaged in automobiles.
Understand, we have hundreds of automobile companies, and if we don’t change money, we will starve to death.”
"Is the factory director under a lot of pressure?"
Tie Jun's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly remembered the fat pig in Gorky's underground nightclub. Isn't he the director of the Volga Automobile Factory?
"Oh? You actually know someone who is under great pressure? That's great!"
"Is the Volga now being sold by a Logovac car company?"
Tie Jun narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.
"I don't know about this, but Logovaz Company is the first automobile company, and the manager's name is..."
"Driver Berezov?"
"Yes, that's him. He is very smart. He has worked in the Academy of Sciences and is very eloquent..."
"Hahahaha, you can consider this, hahaha!"
Tie Jun suddenly laughed without any cover-up. The two old guys were stunned, and Lada also opened his eyes, looking confused.
Tie Jun met two fat men in an underground nightclub in Gorky, one was under great pressure, and the other was Ivan, who was selling cars, and the name on his business card was the Logovaz company.
How could he not know about Rezov, the number one oligarch in later generations? His family history is very simple. Now that he has met him, is he unlucky?