Chapter 21 Three Billion as a Son

Meeting at a bar to discuss serious matters, Jiang Shan felt that the boss of the target company was either not a serious person or did not take it seriously.

However, we cannot arbitrarily label people just because of such an incident.

After all, we have to meet in person to know the way forward.

Jiang Shan had been to this bar once before, but he didn't meet the beauty he liked, so he never came back since.

This place has two floors. The lobby on the lower floor is a nightclub with bright lights and bustling atmosphere; the upper floor is well-organized, with soothing music, waltz, piano and so on, which seems to have a certain style.

But Jiang Shan felt that the positioning was unclear.

If you want everything, you can't do anything best.

The location is on the upper floor.

Before Jiang Shan arrived, he spoke to the middleman of the consulting company on the phone; when he arrived, the middleman was waiting for him at the door and led him to the upper floor.

Soft lights, gentle piano music, several pairs of handsome men and beautiful women dancing in the middle; there are scattered booths around.

When Jiang Shan and the middleman came in, a person in a booth on the left side where the light was brighter waved to them.

The middleman extended his hand and said, "Mr. Jiang, please."

Jiang Shan nodded and strode over.

When he got closer, he saw two middle-aged men sitting in the booth; one was in a suit and tie, but had a fierce look on his face; the other was dressed very casually, even more casually than Jiang Shan - a floral shirt, striped pants, short hair parted in the middle, big bags under his eyes, and he crossed his legs with one corner of his mouth raised, looking at Jiang Shan who was walking towards him with a scrutinizing smile.

Jiang Shan’s first impression of these two people was not very good.

He walked into the booth and sat down by himself.

The middleman quickly said, "Let me introduce them to you. Boss Lu, Mr. Cui, this is Mr. Jiang Shan."

Then he said to Jiang Shan: “Mr. Jiang, these two are Mr. Stephen Lu, Boss Lu, and Mr. Cui Hai Cui.”

The one with a middle-parted hair, a floral shirt and big bags under his eyes is called Lu Wenzhong, the protagonist; the one with a fierce face is Cui Hai, the supporting role.

The middleman said: "Today, our company will invite Mr. Jiang and Mr. Lu to discuss Dahai Financial Company."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Wenzhong laughed loudly, waved his hand to interrupt him, and said: "Jin Xiwen is not good at entering the door, and Yang is young without a dirty voice."

Jiang Shan glanced at the middleman when he heard it and asked, "From the southern island?"

The middleman quickly said, "Boss Lu is from Hongkong Island and came to Shanghai to invest a long time ago."

Jiang Shan nodded, and turned his gaze to Lawrence Lu, his eyes without any emotion, and said lightly: “Let’s not talk nonsense, let’s get straight to the point.”

"Boss Lu, are you willing to sell Dahai Financial Company? How much is the price? Does Dahai Financial Company meet my requirements? Does it have all the financial licenses?"

Lu Wenzhong's smile froze, and then he smiled even more brightly: "Hey, Mr. Zang, don't be anxious, let's drink some wine first and talk quietly."

Jiang Shan said calmly: "Can Boss Lu speak Mandarin?"

Lu Wenzhong grinned: "Of course."

"Then speak Mandarin. I'm afraid I can't hear clearly and it will be difficult to discuss things."

Cui Hai, who was looking fierce, snorted and said, "Mr. Jiang is a little disrespectful."

Jiang Shan didn't even look at him.

At first glance, this person is a "tool man" or "glove" type of character. Not worth paying attention to.

Lawrence Lu’s smile faded, and at the same time he put down his crossed legs, sat up straight, and said, “It seems that Mr. Jiang is a straightforward person. Okay, let’s get straight to the point.”

He said, "Dahai Financial Company was founded by me ten years ago. It has all the financial licenses and is a time-honored brand in Shanghai's financial circle. It definitely meets Mr. Jiang's requirements."

"Really?" Jiang Shan smiled, his eyes motionless.

"Of course." Lu Wenzhong said firmly.

Then he said to the middleman, "Haven't you handed the information to Mr. Jiang yet?"

The middleman said: "Time is too tight."

He had already opened his briefcase, took out a stack of documents and placed them in front of Jiang Shan.

Jiang Shan took the information and read ten lines at a glance. As he read, his expression became more interested.

Three minutes later, Jiang Shan threw down the information and laughed, "Dahai Finance has a debt of 1.7 billion and is facing bankruptcy liquidation. Even the office space is rented and is about to expire. Boss Lu, not only do you want me to take over the debt, but you also offer a price of 1.5 billion. You are really shameless."

This document describes the situation of Dahai Financial Company in great detail.

In a word, bad.

Jiang Shan didn't care whether it was rotten or not. He only cared about the financial license. As long as the licenses were complete, he could accept a higher price.

But Lu Wenzhong asked for such a huge sum, which made him think Jiang Shan was a fool.

Jiang Shan mocked Lu Wenzhong for being too shameless, but Lu Wenzhong was not moved at all; instead, he smiled and said, "It's only three billion. For Mr. Jiang, it's just a drop in the bucket."

He said: "Mr. Jiang is good at high-leverage short-term operations. It took him only more than three months and less than 20 transactions to increase his wealth from 20,000 yuan to 2.5 billion yuan today. The stock market is like Mr. Jiang's own vegetable garden. He can harvest it however he wants. Money is just a number to Mr. Jiang and is not worth mentioning."

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Jiang Shan was amused after hearing this: "Boss Lu is extraordinary. The stock market is my vegetable field, I can harvest it if I want, but what does it have to do with you, Boss Lu? I have a lot of money, it's my business, I have a lot of money so I should help you, Boss Lu, when you are poor. You are my son?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Cui Hai, who was standing next to him, slammed the table and stood up in anger.

Jiang Shan still ignored him.

Lawrence Lu’s smile disappeared, but then surged up again, and he said with a smile: “Mr. Jiang is willing to give me 3 billion, so it’s not impossible for me to be Mr. Jiang’s son.”

Jiang Shan laughed out loud.

"Awesome, I admire you." Jiang Shan gave a thumbs up.

How shameless! Jiang Shan stood up, patted the middleman on the shoulder, and said, "Find the next one."

Just leaving.

Lu Wenzhong said: "Mr. Jiang, you can go; but once you walk out of this door today, you don't have to think about the financial license anymore. The financial market may close its door to you."

He was grinning.

There was a pause at the foot of Jiangshan.

Turning around, he narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "Boss Lu came from the front? So, there must be something fishy going on behind what happened today?"

Lawrence Lu laughed: “Mr. Jiang is indeed a smart man.”

He gestured: "There is still a lot of time, we can talk slowly."

Jiang Shan's mind turned, and he wanted to see who were the characters in today's play. Lu Wenzhong, who came from Hongkong, said that he could teach him to forget about getting a financial license, and could also make the financial market refuse Jiang Shan entry. He, Lu Wenzhong, did not have that ability - so he sat down again.

Lu Wenzhong was very calm, as if he had already decided on Jiang Shan, and was not in a hurry to reveal his cards; instead, he nodded to Cui Hai beside him.

Cui Hai then got up and left.

Lu Wenzhong waved to the middleman again and asked him to leave.

Then he said to Jiang Shan: "This bar is mine. Mr. Jiang is here as a guest today, so I have to do my best to be a good host."

Jiang Shan sat firmly, very calm.

Soon, all the people on this floor were cleared out; a moment later, Cui Hai came back with seven or eight young girls.

Most of the girls had doubtful looks on their faces, and at Cui Hai's urging, they lined up in front of the booths.

Lawrence Lu pointed at the girls and said with a smile, “Mr. Jiang, how is it?”

(End of this chapter)