Chen Rou went downstairs and led him directly into the study, not even bothering to ask about his bald head, naturally focusing on the more important matters.
It's in the Philippines. Master Er owns a large number of cargo ships and a bunch of gangsters under his command. They're used to fighting and brawling. Besides, Chen Rou certainly wouldn't let the gangsters rush to the front lines, especially with the international police involved.
However, the journey is long, taking several hours, and it's likely that Master Er's sphere of influence doesn't extend to it. Whether he dares to go depends on whether he thinks it's worth the trip.
Song Yuanchao said, "Of course, your master readily agreed, but he also said that he wanted to travel with you the whole way."
However, he added, "Third Sister, if this were in the Philippines, we would have a regular army, so we wouldn't need gangsters, right?"
It wasn't in international waters, but in the Philippines, where there are international police; using them would definitely be more convenient.
But Chen Rou wasn't just considering the victory of one battle. She said, "No, we have to send them there. And... I'll discuss it with Yue Zhongqi then. This battle must bring out the cohesion of Kowloon."
Song Yuanchao, who had just shaved his head, felt a chill on his scalp and touched it, saying, "The more we fight, the more united we become?"
Chen Rou smiled and said, "Back when the Japanese invaders came, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party still had to put aside their past grievances and unite to resist them, right?"
Song Yuanchao nodded sincerely: "That's right, it seems to be our nature to become more united the more we fight."
Chen Rou then asked, "What happened to you? Why did you shave your head?"
Actually, Song Yuanchao didn't want to either. After all, who would want to have a shaved head? But Boss Nie insisted that he saw lice in his hair, which he must have picked up on the pirate ship. He repeatedly suggested that if he wanted to get rid of the lice, he had to shave his head, otherwise he would get onychomycosis and infect two others.
And coincidentally, Sam and Hank were not like him. They had spent a long time on the pirate ship, and the others kept urging him to shave his head to get rid of the lice. Song Yuanchao couldn't resist, so he shaved it off.
The pirates would catch lice on the deck when the sun was shining, then pop them into their mouths and eat them with a crunch. This was something that Chen Rou and her generation often saw when they were on missions.
Chen Ke and his men are probably in the Philippines now, fighting pirates, so they inevitably get lice.
But she didn't believe that Song Yuanchao would get lice.
Moreover, she suspected that it was likely that Boss Nie was secretly causing trouble, because she was about to go on a mission with Song Yuanchao, and it was a place that Boss Nie would never dare to go to again in his life.
She paused for a moment and said, "Brother Song, you suit a bald head the best. Your head shape is full and shiny, and you look especially handsome."
Song Yuanchao was even less susceptible to praise than Boss Nie. Upon hearing this, the corners of his mouth immediately turned up wide: "Really?"
He stood at attention again and said, "Okay, I will try my best to maintain this image."
He was quite nervous when he arrived, but when he came out of the study, Song Yuanchao, the bodyguard captain, was once again a stalwart man.
...
Nie Zhao scolded his two nephews in the morning and made arrangements to test them when they came back in the evening.
Like their father, these two kids are not particularly cunning, but they are quite good at finance.
Nie Jiayu lay on the grass playing with Zhui Feng and the other two. After playing for a while, he came to find Chen Rou.
He also made some interesting discoveries, but like Liang Lisheng, he only just realized the advantages of the mainland. He said, "Niang, I saw on the news that we will be fully entering the mainland starting in the second half of the year, but so far our total investment in the mainland is not even as much as the marketing expenses of Hong Kong Real Estate Company."
Chen Rou nodded and asked in return, "So?"
Nie Jiayu said, "The profits from imported cars alone cover all the expenses."
He added, "Guo Fuzheng is lying. He says that the whole mainland is poor and only his family is rich, but look, just from car sales alone, they have made a profit of ten million."
With the opening up of foreign trade in the past two years, the first thing anyone does after making money in business is to buy a car. And buying a car in mainland China is not as troublesome as in Hong Kong, where you have to go through various license approvals. You can drive it as soon as you buy it.
Some time ago, when Secretary An was working on car imports, she was astonished by people carrying sacks of foreign currency to buy cars.
The profits were so high that you can imagine.
Chen will have to leave in the next day or two, or even tonight.
Although she didn't understand company management, she knew that finance was of paramount importance to a company, and that it was safest to have finances in the hands of one's own people.
The brothers Nie Jiajun and Nie Jiayu are quite a headache for her, because they don't have any other merits, but they are both good at finance. So, how can she eliminate the estrangement and let them know that Nie Zhao loves them?
Just then, Chasing Wind, pawed at its little wheel, rolled towards her with a gurgling sound, and nuzzled its head against her chest, barking, "Woof, woof woof."
It likes to be hugged by her, but since it has no front legs, it can only laboriously rest its head on her knees.
Hmm, as she stroked Zhui Feng, Chen Rou had a sudden inspiration; she had an idea.
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