Bi Tiegang, who loves spicy food, was very happy to come to this place.
Holding the little dragon man, he ordered dishes: Fuqi Feipian, Sichuan Liangfen, Mapo Tofu, and Dandan Noodles. He asked Liu Yafang, "What's your staple food?"
Liu Yafang wiped the table with toilet paper and said without even looking up, "I'll eat rice. Oh my god, Bi Tiegang, just eat as much as you can. You ordered so much. Look at your stomach, it must hurt. I won't take care of you."
"I can eat now. You and others say a lot about me."
"Ah ah." The little dragon man spoke out to prove it to his grandfather.
The aroma and red color of the chili peppers, coupled with the green chopped green onions sprinkled on top, made the two kids make a grunt sound and rush to the table to eat. The little dragon stared at the food with eyes exactly like his father's, his drool dripping on his grandfather's jeans and the back of his hands, he was extremely excited.
Xiaoxi was even more persistent, not in a hurry to eat. She stuffed her fingers into her mouth, and the front of her swaddle was covered in saliva. Liu Yafang was about to lose her hold on her granddaughter, so she slapped her granddaughter lightly and said, "Just like your mother."
After saying that, he instructed Bi Tiegang to quickly pour boiled water, intending to fool the two kids.
Bi Tiegang was sweating from eating, and he ate the dandan noodles with great relish. When he saw that his wife had left some rice, he poured the leftover rice into the plate of mapo tofu, leaving no soup at all. Liu Yafang grinned at the sight.
"This rice is terrible. It's far inferior to the rice we have in Northeast China. I say, you should try something similar. Don't you find it too spicy when you go to the bathroom?"
This sentence made Bi Tiegang cough and cry on the spot.
For the couple, eating this meal is like going to war. They also have to compete with their four-month-old baby in wits and courage. Even so, Liu Yafang is quite satisfied. It can be considered as a trip out for fun.
On the last night, the contract was signed and everyone was in a good mood. The other party treated us to hot pot.
As always, the host understood the situation and decided to prepare a separate private room for Mr. Bi, so his parents could eat and it would be convenient for him to feed the twins. Furthermore, they had to inform the hotel in advance that the windows in the private room needed to be opened for ventilation, to avoid the room being filled with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, which the twins couldn't handle, as they were too young.
The drinking party had just started when Vice President Yu got a little drunk. He was toasted frequently and kept taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes.
The other six people from Sihai Group that Bi Yue brought with her were even more excited. Their voices became louder, and they shook hands with each other, repeating over and over again:
"We are one family now. When we get to Kyoto, we will definitely treat Mr. Chu and Mr. Bi well." Bi Yue, who occasionally never drank and only ate clear soup pot, felt a little embarrassed when she heard these polite words.
Just as Bi Yue was about to get up and go to the next room to check on the babies and relax her stiff smile, the door of the private room was pushed open.
The host stood up and extended his hand from a distance: "Mr. Du? Are you here too?"
The middle-aged man in his early forties smiled and said, "Yeah, my side has been dispersed. I heard Director Xu was here, so I came over to take a look. What are you doing?"
"Come on, Mr. Du, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Bi from Kyoto Sihai Group, and that is Vice President Yu."
So, let’s sit down together, and the important person sat next to Bi Yue.
When Mr. Du was introduced as the general manager of a certain place, a very fast piece of information flashed through Bi Yue's mind.
Mr. Du, President of Sichuan Airlines Co., Ltd., is a man of bold ideas and action, and a prominent figure of the 1980s. Sichuan Airlines was established only last year.
Mr. Du was very modest. When shaking hands with Bi Yue, he said, "I have long heard of the great name of Sihai Group."
"Mr. Du, I've heard of you. When will you start sailing?"
"It is tentatively scheduled to start operations next summer, but the exact time has not yet been determined."
After chatting a few times, everyone became familiar with each other. Bi Yue jokingly asked Mr. Du, whose face was red from drinking:
"I don't quite understand what's going on here, but I'm just curious. Mr. Du, I'm wondering if a company like ours can cooperate in buying and selling aircraft? How would we go about it? We don't have the right to operate aircraft, do we?"
President Du had already finished two and a half tall glasses of baijiu, yet his mind remained clear. He glanced at Bi Yue, and her eyes lit up. You know, the Sihai Group has an overseas background, right? Everyone in the industry knew that the American Chuangtian Industrial had invested in it.
Mr. Du, the president of Sichuan Airlines, which is on an upward trend, also needs a large number of aircraft as the flights are about to start.
He's a man of courage and determination, and he possesses a strong heart. He believes that any conversation can be a catalyst. What does it mean to be a successful businessman? How many successful people have achieved success through serious meetings?
President Du discussed this with Bi Yue in a serious tone, "President Bi is right. You don't have the right to operate the aircraft. For something like what you're suggesting, a three-party contract would be required. You make the arrangements, and we'll purchase it on your behalf. Of course, you'll still pay for it."
Bi Yue immediately followed up: "Then what do we have? Let's sign a contract between us? The ownership belongs to us."
"Yes, let's do business again."
…
If Bi Yue had not come here as the vice president of Sihai Group, she would not have received such preferential treatment.
If she appeared as President Bi of Moon Bay, who would recognize her? She couldn't even recognize someone on President Du's level.
Sitting at the main table at a meal? Standing at the door and listening is not allowed, even if everyone in the room is talking drunkenly.
If President Du didn't regard Bi Yue as the second person in charge of Sihai Group, he wouldn't treat Bi Yue as a dish and wouldn't even talk about those things with Bi Yue.
No matter how bold he is in thinking and doing something, without the financial strength, everything he talks about is just empty talk.
In short, after all, Bi Yue had to admit at this moment that Chu Yiqing was a powerful woman.
You can become friends with leaders of that level and get to know those bosses who have reached a certain level easily. The platform is the most important.
Perhaps, her "voluntary labor" will bring her some benefits...
Bi Yue was sitting on the train back to Beijing, looking out the window.
She didn't let the children suck their fingers, but she herself was happily chewing them, blinking her eyes, and repeating one sentence in her mind: If I do that, will I be able to accomplish anything?
Alas, then she sighed again, and her expression changed from moment to moment.
The amount was high, but with the little economic gossip she had later on, she had no idea how complicated the actual operation would be. If she didn't handle any part well, she would end up in jail just like that legendary figure.
Do you want to do it? Oh my god! Is she really that bold?!
Bi Yue wiped the sweat from her forehead with her arm, and cold sweat broke out on her back just thinking about it.
The little dragon man cried and shouted for a long time, why were you so disrespectful to him? He didn't even turn around, and said anxiously: "Mom!"
Liu Yafang, who had just finished using the restroom and was opening the door to her private room, was stunned. Then she was overjoyed: "Oh my God!" She slapped her thigh with joy: "Our Longlong can call me mommy!"
Bi Yue was actually shocked by her mother: "What do you mean he can talk? He's just a little kid, he's just making random noises without any intention, just with the emphasis on the words. Do you think he's a child prodigy?"
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