MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 1141 This is strength

  Chapter 1141 This is Strength

  Smith is the general agent of Citibank in Russia. In the process of purchasing bonds in the past few years, he exchanged US dollars for bonds at a low price and made a small profit.

  Because of the big business, the Katyusha firm took it away. The firm has goods that are more popular than US dollars.

   Even so, Smith has made billions of dollars in profit for the group, and he has also been generously rewarded personally.

  Citibank officially became the largest bank in the United States the year before last. Backed by this big tree, Smith certainly has the capital to be proud of.

  He came to the city of Cloth to visit the mayor, but he heard that the mayor had guests, and he couldn't come out to greet him, the God of Wealth, Smith felt a little upset.

  Under the guidance of the secretaries, Smith came to the VIP room. After entering the door, he saw several Chinese faces sitting around the round table, and he felt even more displeased.

  In his bones, he has always believed that white people are the best.

   "Mr. Smith, welcome." Mayor Makarich stood up and greeted Smith warmly.

  Liu Qingshan also looked at this Mr. Smith, who was about forty years old, with a little thinning hair, but he was meticulously groomed.

   Unlike most middle-aged foreigners who gain weight in middle age, Smith has a well-proportioned figure and is well maintained.

   It's just that the eyes look a little aggressive and I feel very uncomfortable.

  Makarich is the host, so of course he should introduce in the middle. He first introduced Smith, who just nodded slightly, without looking at Liu Qingshan and the others.

   "This one is from China..."

   Makarich was about to introduce Liu Qingshan, but old Mou stood up cheerfully: "Mr. Smith, we meet again, let's get drunk again today."

  Smith took a closer look at Lao Mou, seemed to remember, and opened his arms with a big smile: "Mou, it's you. I'm glad to see you."

  When Lao Mou was in Manchuria, he proposed a tripartite plan: the Americans would contribute the money, and then Huaxia and Maozi would come out to build the northern Hong Kong Island together, so he had dealt with Smith.

  Based on Lao Mou's ability to fool around, it is obvious that the two parties get along quite happily.

   It's just that Mr. Mayor is a little puzzled: This Mr. Mou, how can he overwhelm the host?

  The corners of Liu Qingshan's mouth curled up slightly. When Lao Mou stood up just now, he patted his arm lightly, obviously wanting to make trouble.

   "Mou, what great plans do you have?" Smith chatted with old Mou enthusiastically.

  Old Mou laughed loudly: "There really is one. We are planning to build a Huaxia city on the side of the cloth city. It will be much more convenient to trade in this way."

   "Sounds very good, Mou, do you need our investment from Citibank?" Smith is also very interested in this project.

  For the current transaction, you have to go to the big island in the middle of the river, which is fine in winter, but it is really inconvenient to take a boat in summer.

   And if a Huaxia City is built in Bukit City, then this trouble will be completely solved.

  Based on Smith's years of investment experience, he concluded that this project must be profitable, so he came up with the idea of ​​investing.

  Old Mou smiled and shook his head: "We already have investors."

  Smith shook his head, eyes full of disdain: "Mou, you know that our Citibank is the most powerful investment bank."

   "And I have another idea, we can play a little bigger, and set up a free trade zone here, and our goods from the United States can also be shipped here. How about it, this is simply a genius idea!"

  Old Mou felt that the fire was about the same, he was not interested in listening to this foreigner bragging, his level was far worse than others.

  So Lao Mou chuckled: "Mr. Smith, I have no objection, but my investors will definitely not agree."

  Smith, who was speaking briskly in the vernacular, was interrupted, a little upset: "Mou, you can call now and tell your investor that you don't need him anymore. Citibank is your strong backing."

   "No need to call, I can ask now." Old Mou winked at Liu Qingshan. "Mr. Liu, what's your opinion?"

  Liu Qingshan also cooperated with him: "In Siberia, Citibank does not have proud capital."

  The more Smith listened, the more angry he became, and he shot aggressive eyes at Liu Qingshan: "Who are you, what a big tone!"

  He seemed to be familiar with this young man, but relying on the big tree of Citibank, he didn't care who his opponent was.

  Mayor Mackaridge quickly introduced: "This is Mr. Mountain, Mr. Smith, don't you know him?"

   "Which mountain, you, you are..."

  Smith stood up abruptly from his seat, widened his eyes, and looked at Liu Qingshan in disbelief, probably never expecting to meet here anyway.

  Finally, the familiar figure in front of him gradually overlapped with the image in his memory, and Smith's originally arrogant face immediately filled with a smile:

   "Mr. Mountain, it's really unexpected to see you here, please forgive me for not recognizing you!"

   Facing a billionaire who ranks high on the Forbes list, Smith certainly has no confidence.

  Let’s not talk about him, even the shareholders behind Citibank don’t look up to Liu Qingshan enough.

  Smith knows exactly how many bonds this Mr. Mountain has bought on Maozi's side.

  That is definitely a terrifying amount, so the assets of Mr. Mountain on the Forbes rich list are just the tip of the iceberg.

  Old Mou looked happily at Smith's front and back, feeling very happy.

  This Yankee has always acted condescendingly, as if he was born superior, this time in front of Mr. Liu, teach him to bow down.

  Lao Mou also sighed in his heart: This is strength.

  Liu Qingshan did not show a superior attitude, he reached out his hand and shook hands with the other party:

   "Mr. Smith, I have also cooperated with Citibank, and I still count as your customers. Please take care of me in the future."

  When mortgaging the earth network, it was a loan from Citibank, so what Liu Qingshan said is absolutely correct.

  But to Smith's ears, it was trepidation: "Mr. Mountain, you are too kind, we are happy to serve you wholeheartedly."

  These rich people are the most popular customers of the bank.

   "Sit down, let's continue talking." Liu Qingshan gestured with his hand, and everyone took their seats.

  Liu Qingshan continued: "The construction of Huaxia City in Bucheng was completed by the cooperation of Katyusha Commercial Bank and the city government. The commercial bank provided funds, and the government transferred the land to be responsible for the construction."

   "At that time, there will be staff from the firm to discuss with you in detail."

  This kind of cooperation, in addition to investment, also involves the distribution of benefits in the future. Of course, Liu Qingshan does not need to argue with the other party.

  Mr. Mayor naturally had no objection, and that Mr. Smith didn't say a word, just listened with his ears up.

  But Liu Qingshan didn't intend to ask him to make a trip in vain, and finally looked at Smith cheerfully:

   "Mr. Smith, our Katyusha firm is going to apply for a loan from Citibank, please report to the headquarters."

   "Good, good, happy to help." Smith couldn't think of his business. Unfortunately, it was just a loan, not an investment.

  Liu Qingshan had no choice but to apply for a loan. Katyusha Trading Company really couldn't afford the money for the construction of Huaxia City.

  The main reason is that the Katyusha firm has too many stalls, and there are indeed some problems in the capital chain.

  Although the bond has a lot of income, so far, there has been no return.

  Whether it is oil or natural gas, they are all buried underground, which did not help the Katyusha firm to obtain even a ruble of profit.

   On the contrary, the commercial bank invested a lot of money in the construction of Tuva, and the money was spent like running water, and the bleeding was too serious.

   If you happen to meet Smith, you might as well get a loan from Citibank to ease the financial crisis.

  Smith certainly doesn’t need to worry. He knows very well that with the oil and gas resources controlled by Katyusha Trading Company, even if the entire Citibank is loaned out, it will be no problem.

  The three parties initially reached an agreement. Naturally, someone will be in charge of the negotiation for the remaining details, and Liu Qingshan has nothing to do with it.

  His task is to draw the frame.

  Looking at Liu Qingshan's quick and easy implementation of such a major event, Lao Mou secretly admired him:

  This matter may be completed if he is allowed to operate it, but it is estimated that there will be less than ten days and a half months, so it will definitely not be possible to talk about it.

   Just like the loan from Citibank, he was not sure about the negotiation.

  But it’s different when it’s Mr. Liu. In a word, that Smith just nodded and agreed.

  This also made Lao Mou more confident: I will follow Mr. Liu in the future, this is the real big thing!

  Wait until noon, the city hall will naturally prepare lunch.

  I chose the best restaurant in Buenos Aires, but the food here in Maozi is much worse than that in China.

  Liu Qingshan just drank some wine symbolically, and Li Tieniu came forward for the rest.

  Mr. Smith didn't know the depth, and wanted to challenge Li Tieniu, but as you can imagine, he didn't even go down to the wine table.

   Fortunately, Mao Zi was used to such scenes, and no one laughed at him.

   After lunch, Liu Qingshan then followed Medvic to the business house and had a rest. That night, the group took the train to Gongqingcheng.

  The road was calm and there was no robbery of Chinese merchants in the carriage. Maybe it was because Medovich's men eliminated hidden dangers in the bud?

  Maozi’s side is very chaotic now, killing people and stealing goods is common, especially for businessmen from China, many of them are engaged in border trade business, and they disappeared without a trace, never having the opportunity to return to their hometown.

   When Liu Qingshan and his party left the train station, they saw Katyusha, Ivanov and others waiting outside to greet them.

  Jiang Shuichang was also among them. Seeing Liu Qingshan and the others packed in big bags, Old Jiang cheerfully went up to meet him: "Come on, just come, and bring so many things."

Li Tieniu raised his voice loudly: "What are you thinking? It's all for the machinery factory Gromov and his family members. By the way, Lao Jiang, you can fill me up with a few boxes of wine. Those things are dead and heavy. I didn't bring them with me. .”

  Old Jiang blinked and blinked his eyes: "I have to do something, right?"

  (end of this chapter)