Chapter 1160 (1/2)

On the North Bank of Houhai, it is in the courtyard of the human society near Guanghua temple.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Not long after Chen Qing and Lin Chou arrived in advance, a middle-aged man in his 40s with a stubble on his face arrived on time.

”Mr. Wang, I'm glad we meet again,” Chen Qing said. They shook hands and introduced him. ”This is Lin Tuo, Xiao Lin. this is Mr. Wang of Vanke. You should know about Vanke, right?”

Lin Xuan looks like Chen Qing and looks like an old farmer. In fact, she is one of the most successful entrepreneurs of the first generation in China. Of course, she knows. Because she studies accounting in Central South University, she will inevitably contact with a lot of business information. In China's current business circle, she can't get around at all.

Mr. Wang slightly raised his head and gently shook hands with the girl in front of him. Even though he was used to the wind and waves, he still felt some pressure. The girl is so tall, so Big. Maybe only the person behind the scenes of this club can enjoy it. Thinking of this, Mr. Wang's tone was more moderate: ”it's a special name, Miss Lin. if I guess right, Lin should be Lin Xiangru's Lin, but I don't know what the name is?”

After all, Lin Tuo, who had just walked out of the ivory tower, just felt that the king was always very kind. When he saw the other person asking, he politely replied, ”the one with the sun and the moon in the sky.”

”Oh, Wu Zetian, this name...” Mr. Wang said here, without any trace of a slight pause, for a word: ”true personality.”

I didn't use the word ”big” for fear of being misunderstood by the girl in front of me.

But it's really big.

Lin Tuo wore a loose light blue shirt inside and a black suit outside. His intention was to cover up his own capital, but it was like two small watermelons hiding on his chest. On the contrary, it was even more provocative.

Chen Qing smiles, listens to the two people's greetings, and makes a gesture of please.

The three of them went through the corridor and came to the innermost courtyard of Sijin mansion. After entering the door, Lin Chou stopped outside. Only Chen Qing and President Wang came to a simple and elegant teahouse. Next to the window, Chen Qing and President Wang took off their shoes and sat down cross legged. An ancient maid in Hanfu respectfully presented some dishes of tea and fruit snacks.

Chen Qing looked at Mr. Wang with a smile and said, ”autumn is a good time to drink tea and keep healthy. Oolong and Pu'er are the best. Mr. Wang, here is the 20-year Pu'er of Dexin Hong Kong. Do you want to try it?”

General manager Wang saw that Lin Xuan didn't come into the teahouse with him and sat down. He was somewhat disappointed that he couldn't enjoy himself. Hearing this, he took back his mind and nodded: ”good.”

Chen qingphen asked a few words.

Another maid in the same costume came forward quickly and knelt down with a tea set. At the same time, another maid appeared in the inside of the tea room across the curtain. She sat down next to an Guqin. After a few Qingyue tunes, she began to produce a series of gentle tunes.

In the leisurely sound of the maid cooking tea, they sat opposite each other and did not rush to get down to business. Chen Qing first took out a delicate mahogany box and handed it to him with both hands, saying: ”Mr. Wang, this is the membership card of the world society, which is personally ordered by the boss. The boss appreciates your business philosophy very much, so no matter whether this cooperation can be achieved, I hope you can accept it.”

Mr. Wang accepted it respectfully with some instincts, but he couldn't help asking, ”don't be so polite to Miss Chen. Besides, Mr. westrow knows me too?”

”Yes,” Chen Qing nodded. ”The boss said that Mr. Wang's speech at a real estate seminar in 1992, about the idea that Vanke would not do more than 25% of the annual return, is in line with the idea of another investor he appreciates. Warren Buffett, Mr. Wang should know?”

”Of course, Berkshire Hathaway.”

”Mr. Buffett once had a point of view. He said that compound interest is the eighth wonder in the world. In fact, the core idea he expressed coincides with Mr. Wang. In business, stable operation can go further than radical risk-taking. In recent years, many rapidly rising enterprises in our country have suddenly collapsed. The main reason is that they are too radical. ”

”Well, it's a pity for me to be like a giant,” Mr. Wang said, looking at Chen Qing with great interest. ”However, as far as I know, Miss Chen contacted the giant some time ago and took over all the debts of this company?”

Chen Qingdao: ”this involves another investment idea of my boss. In China at this stage, choosing the right investors is far more important than choosing the right investment projects. Wang is always one, and so is Mr. Shi, a giant. Moreover, after this failure, the boss believes that Mr. Shi will settle down in the future and make a comeback. ”

Mr. Wang nodded slightly. He was also optimistic about the founder of the giant, but he said: ”however, Miss Chen took over the giant's debt, but did not continue the giant building project, which does not seem to be in line with your optimistic strategy for the development of China's real estate industry?”

”These are two things,” Chen Qing said with a smile. ”The boss just doesn't like Zhuhai.”

Mr. Wang heard Chen Qing say that, and some strange colors flashed in his eyes.

Chen Qing's smile remains unchanged: ”therefore, if Mr. Wang believes my boss, Vanke's next layout in the real estate industry is better to bypass Zhuhai. Anyway, there are many areas that can be invested in China, right?”Mr. Wang was noncommittal, but his words were firmly in mind.

Next to her, there is a maid cooking tea. Of course, it's not the right time to talk about sensitive business. Chen Qing sees Mr. Wang bow his head and open the mahogany box with the membership card of the society of the world, and begins to appreciate it. She takes the initiative to change the topic: ”the world can't stay. Zhu Yanci, jinghuaci, Mr. Wang, what do you think of this poem?”

Mr. Wang also glanced at the maid next to him, remembering the poem on the screen wall when he just entered the door. The ink style membership card in his hand also printed the text, saying: ”if I guess correctly, this poem should have been selected by Mr. westrow himself. It is said that he is a Chinese expert?”

Chen Qing nodded: ”that's right.”

Mr. Wang thought about it and said, ”Mr. westero should be a bit pessimistic.”

Chen Qing did not deny it. Instead, she nodded her head slightly again and said, ”my boss is still an artist. Artists are always pessimistic. By the way, the boss wrote a Chinese song, which is called human society. Does Mr. Wang want to listen to it?”

Mr. Wang was really curious and expected: ”of course.”

Chen Qingchao's maid in the inner curtain gave an order.

A moment later, the sound of the piano accompanied by a light chant sounded in the teahouse.

*……

*The ferry falls in love with the mountains, and the snow falls in love with the lotus.

*I want to wait for the morning clock to chat.

*My sweetheart is by the side of plum and willow, but not by my side.

*Little white snake watered Lin'an, but Xu Xian didn't bring an umbrella.

*……

At the end of the nearly five minute song, Mr. Wang, still immersed in the aftertaste, could not help clapping and said to Chen Qing, ”I have to admit that Mr. westero is really a genius. If this song is released to the public, it will make those domestic musicians feel ashamed. Now I really want to listen to it again.”

”Oh, the second time, just like tea and wine, it can't be too much. It's better to keep some aftertaste. However, Mr. Wang wants to hear about it. He can come here often in the future. ”