"Hey, Lao Zheng, what's the matter? Let's talk first. I've been busy these past two days and don't have time to eat. If you invite me to dinner, you're asking for the wrong person.

You should call my secretary and make an appointment in advance..."

Jiang Xiaobai joked with a smile. It goes without saying that he and Zheng Qingyun have a good relationship. After so many years, the two of them came over, they are close friends.

"Bah, I'm going to treat you to dinner. If you want to treat me, it's your treat too, you're a rich man." Zheng Qingyun scolded unceremoniously.

"However, it's not impossible if you want me to treat you to dinner."

Zheng Qingyun continued before Jiang Xiaobai could speak.

"How to say?"

"I'll take two people to the Oriental Pearl Tower. At this time, kidnapping will definitely make a fortune." Zheng Qingyun joked easily on the phone.

Jiang Xiaobai had a dark look on his face and said subconsciously: "Why do you all have this idea? You hate the rich."

"Us? Who else?"

"My wife, she said the same thing last night. I really don't understand why you people want to kidnap me." Jiang Xiaobai said speechlessly.

Li Longquan, who was driving in front, twitched his lips. In fact, he also wanted to get involved. The rich people in the country gathered together so blatantly. If they really wanted to get involved, it wouldn't be as much as they wanted.

Not to mention other things, if a person has 10 million, then he doesn’t know how much money he can get. No, this word is not accurate.

It should be said to be "blackmail".

Phew, what am I thinking? But it’s so tempting.

"Hey, that's not right." Jiang Xiaobai suddenly said, "You know?"

Their gathering was relatively confidential and had not been disclosed to the outside world. Jiang Xiaobai had specifically told it. How did Zheng Qingyun know about it?

"Nonsense, is there anything I don't know about in this magical city?" Zheng Qingyun boasted.

It doesn’t seem like I’m bragging. As the government’s chief steward, I do know a lot of things.

In other words, as long as he wants to know, he can know what happened in the magic city.

"You're awesome, but what do you mean by making this call? You don't really want to attack these people, do you?" Jiang Xiaobai asked suddenly. He realized that Zheng Qingyun's call today was not innocent, and contained a trace of farewell.

Such a smell.

Of course he didn't mean to kidnap him when he asked about the idea. After all, Zheng Qingyun was also a staff member, so he just wanted to get high. How could he really get high?

But Zheng Qingyun wants these people to invest.

"Why not?" Zheng Qingyun asked matter-of-factly. With so many entrepreneurs gathering in Shanghai, it's strange that he didn't make up his mind and didn't have any ideas in his mind.

"No, definitely not." Jiang Xiaobai said without thinking. This kind of thing cannot be started like this. He asked whether Dongfang would let people from the government participate.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't even invite people from state-owned enterprises, so how could Zheng Qingyun have such an idea.

"Old Zheng, ours is a very simple exchange meeting, but it is kept confidential because of everyone's identities.

Everyone just drinks tea together, chats, and exchanges views on the current economic situation, don’t make it complicated.”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "If you make it complicated, it will change the taste. It may be difficult in the future, and it is probably useless even if you have this idea."

Although these people have money, if they wanted to invest, they would have already invested in Shanghai.

You demons are all bullshit, but not everyone is rare.

Moreover, resources are limited and cannot be supplied in unlimited quantities. People can be their only son, biological son, and Pizza Hut on their own one-third of an acre of land.

Why do I need to come to your place and be the fifth, sixth or eighteenth child in the family?

"Is that so? Can we meet in person? Let's have a little chat." Zheng Qingyun retreated and settled for the next best thing.

However, Jiang Xiaobai still firmly refused: "We have set rules and do not allow government staff to attend the meeting, take photos, or accept interviews.

Purely a private party.”

As Jiang Xiaobai said, Zheng Qingyun said somewhat speechlessly: "Well, we can provide you with a place, such as a small town near the Magic City.

We can't catch up this year, but we can build it next year to meet your requirements.

How's it going? To be honest, it's our relationship, otherwise I wouldn't care. I've come to Shanghai and I have to save face for my brother no matter what."

Zheng Qingyun was talking nonchalantly, while Jiang Xiaobai had a dark look on his face.

"Brother Zheng, do you think I'm stupid? I know you want to create a place similar to Davos, but I really don't have the ability.

Not to mention the World Economic Forum, even domestic economic forums cannot be organized. This is just a gathering of friends in twos and threes."

Jiang Xiaobai said helplessly, he understood as soon as Zheng Qingyun said it.

I also gave him a place. It sounds good, but in fact it’s not to expand his influence. I really don’t let him go at all.

Davos, where the World Economic Forum meets, is a small town in Switzerland, where the world's richest people gather every year.

It is estimated that Zheng Qingyun wanted to set up a domestic economic forum in Shanghai and put it nicely to save his face.

"No, this is not a rare thing. Why don't you take your time? There will be more of these people this year and more next year. Most of them will be gathered the year after that." Zheng Qingyun said about the five-year plan.

Five years later, the domestic economic forum was held in Shanghai.

However, Jiang Xiaobai refused very simply: "It's impossible, Brother Zheng, I really can't help it.

This is a private exchange meeting, which requires like-minded people, and it’s not easy to get choked if there are too many people.”

Zheng Qingyun waited for a long time, and Jiang Xiaobai stopped the car in front of the Oriental Pearl Tower. Zheng Qingyun was still a little unwilling to give up.

"Okay, then you work first, so no matter how late it is tonight, I will wait for you to finish your work and treat you to a meal." Zheng Qingyun said.

Jiang Xiaobai was speechless: "I want to go back to be with my wife and children."

"It's not until this day, it's settled, I'll wait for your call." After Zheng Qingyun finished speaking, he didn't give Jiang Xiaobai a chance to refute, and simply hung up the phone.

Jiang Xiaobai was a little speechless. Who are these people? How come they don’t give up without squeezing themselves?

How can I have such great ability? Even at the Domestic Economic Forum, Lao Zheng really dared to think.

Jiang Xiaobai thought as he walked into the Oriental Pearl Tower.

When we arrived at the conference room, it was 8:50 and there were still ten minutes left before the meeting started, but almost everyone in the conference room was already here, and at this time they were chatting in twos and threes.
Chapter completed!