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Chapter 1107

Li Siwen sat upright, smiling seriously, and counted with his fingers: "Our color TVs under Datang can only be considered the second tier in the market, and have been in a loss state under the suppression of the Color TV Alliance. Although the VCD market is good, new brands have risen one after another, and our sales have declined for several months. As for the VCD chips that could make money before, they have lost their advantage under the siege of Samsung and Philips. Let's put it this way, according to the current situation of Datang, the money I owe to the bank may not be repaid next year."

"Your profits in the overseas market are not very considerable!" Secretary Sun replied.

"Overseas are indeed making profits, but they can't withstand the expenses. If I hadn't borrowed $100 million from Japan, overseas companies might have closed down!" Li Siwen said softly.

"I remember you entered Pengcheng in 1992. Now it's been 1996, which means that for nearly four years, Datang Electronics, which has been popular all over the country, is still losing money." Secretary Sun touched his chin: "How did you learn all the tricks you play with state-owned enterprises and some large enterprises."

"Secretary Sun, you're wronged me. People are playing tricks, and no matter how good they lose, their wallets are still thrilled. But I'm really losing money, and my wallet is cleaner than my face." Li Siwen finished speaking seriously, worried that Secretary Sun would not believe it, and continued to add: "It's not just a pancake, it can't be done overnight. Look at those foreign technology companies, which do not start to accumulate wealth after many years of losses. In the field of technology, a component the size of a fingernail may take several years to develop. Technology is about perseverance and yearning for the industry. If you want to make quick money, no one will enter this industry.

To put it bluntly, even Liansheng, which was established by the Chinese Academy of Sciences, gave up technology, industry and trade and changed to trade, industry and technology. If you have money like Datang, you can find a second company?”

Secretary Sun took out a box of cigarettes, handed Li Siwen one, then lit another one himself, and said in a deep voice: "I believe you say these things, but this is not a reason."

Li Siwen frowned and said, "What do you mean is that I must let you wade into this muddy water?"

"This is an order." Secretary Sun finished speaking, lit the lighter and lit the cigarette for Li Siwen himself. His voice couldn't help but soften a little: "There is nothing that Mr. Zhu can do, you are the only chance."

Li Siwen pondered for a few seconds and said, "In this way, I will make two requests."

"You said." Secretary Sun nodded.

"First, my loan is extended to three years, and second, I will allocate some funds to me." Li Siwen thought that after saying these two requests, the other party would agree happily, but he did not expect Secretary Sun to shake his head seriously: "Sorry, there is no penny."

"Secretary Sun, are you kidding?" Li Siwen was shocked.

"No." Secretary Sun shook his head and sighed: "Do you know how many years the president of Renren Bank will change?"

"Five years." Li Siwen said.

"That's right, Mr. Zhu held this position in July 1993, and was notified to resign in July this year. His term of office is only two years. You were lucky when you came to Beijing in July, otherwise Miss Zheng would not have left so easily. If I don't tell you what happened here, you should be able to guess." Secretary Sun said helplessly: "The water in the capital is very deep. This time I know why I can only transfer Du Tao from his post? Now you care about Mr. Zhu asking for money. Do you think he can still take it out?"

Li Siwen didn't think so much. He only felt that General Zhu was of high power, but when he heard Secretary Sun say this, he could roughly guess some clues.

"This is why I hate you politicians. I'm too scheming." Li Siwen couldn't help but complain.

"Now is not the time to talk about these things, it is the time to make decisions." Secretary Sun said word by word.

Li Siwen took a sip of cigarettes, looked at the scarlet Mars in front of him, and sighed: "Secretary Sun, you are not pushing me into the fire pit, but into the magma! Those incense merchants invested 15 billion in our main cities to occupy the retail industry. Isn't offending them the same as digging their own graves? They joined forces to clean up me, how do I sell my things?"

"If you don't offend them, will they let you go?" Secretary Sun asked back.

"Then I can at least use my funds to compete in the market. What's the use of buying these three pieces of land? After buying, I have to build and invest. Even if I wait for appreciation, I can't see the money back in a short time." Li Siwen looked worried when he said these words.

"Boy, I don't want to listen to these things, I just want to listen to your decision." Secretary Sun was also a little anxious.

"You are so domineering." Li Siwen pressed the cigarette butt directly on the backrest of the front seat and said gritting his teeth: "I'm already back, is there any reason why it doesn't work?"

"Oh, this is really leathery! Just throw away the cigarette butt." Secretary Sun stomped his feet in distress when he saw Li Siwen burning a hole in the seat.

"Isn't it just burned a hole? Why are you so stingy?" Li Siwen thought about the situation he faced next, and it was not comparable to this hole.

While talking, the car had already parked at the entrance of the Beijing Hotel. Secretary Sun got off the car and said to the sparrow: "Sparrow, just wait here."

"Sorry Secretary Sun, I can't let him out of my sight." Sparrow said seriously.

Secretary Sun was stunned for a moment and explained: "There are all our people around here, don't worry." After he finished speaking, he found that the sparrow still had no intention of giving in, so he could only nod and said: "Okay, it's okay to be careful."

"How is it? Is my bodyguard reliable?" Li Siwen didn't forget to show off after getting off the car, then looked at the hotel and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"General Zhu has brought in some important real estate developers in China to help you." Secretary Sun smiled softly.

"It means we will also start a group?" Li Siwen asked back.

"Yes, after all, it's unlikely that you can afford to pay for the land alone." Secretary Sun said.

"Haha, I really thought I was going to fight alone." Li Siwen said with a little concern: "Can these real estate developers really help?"

"So I'm asking to talk together? You must stand up and express your position at a critical moment. Do you understand!" Secretary Sun said.

Li Siwen smiled bitterly, knew the other party’s intention, nodded and said, “I’m not stupid.”

"Also, don't mention anything about the Red Fox, this is a top secret." Secretary Sun reminded again.

"Secretary Sun, how old are your children?" Li Siwen asked suddenly.

"It's eighteen, what's wrong?" Secretary Sun was a little curious.

"Have he said you Moji?" Li Siwen laughed.

Secretary Sun glared at the other party and said solemnly: "This is called rigorousness. How can we get so much nonsense in our habits?"

Secretary Sun seemed to be worried that Li Siwen would continue to complain and walked into the hotel directly, while Li Siwen still followed the sparrow beside him and said, "See it, this is the leader, begging me for help, and she is so tough."

"Do you dare to refuse?" Sparrow whispered.

"Hey!" Li Siwen shook his head gently: "I dare not refuse, but if I refuse, would I be worthy of the Black Fox? Is worthy of those who sacrificed?"

After Li Siwen finished speaking, he walked into the hotel with great strides. The sparrow behind him looked at Li Siwen's back for a long time before quickly chasing him.

"Li Siwen."

"Um?"

"I will protect you even if you die."

Hearing the sparrow made this sentence for no reason, Li Siwen looked at the other person and smiled and said, "What are you not dead? Don't say such a discouraged thing."

"knew."

The sparrow nodded slightly, and at this moment she truly regarded Li Siwen as the boss of the Red Fox.

A few minutes later, the three of them arrived at the 12th floor of the hotel. Many security personnel were arranged in the corridor. Li Siwen asked the sparrow to wait at the door, and he and Secretary Sun entered the conference room.

This is a small conference room that can accommodate thirty people. A rectangular solid wood conference table is placed in the middle of the conference room. At this moment, the table is full of people. Mr. Zhu sat in the north with a heavy expression.

Seeing Secretary Sun bringing Li Siwen in, everyone's eyes turned to the door, President Zhu couldn't help but lit up because he knew that since Li Siwen was here, it meant that he had agreed to his request.

"Everyone is anxious. I'll help me introduce this. This is Mr. Li Siwen and Chairman of Datang Technology. Many people should have heard of him." Secretary Sun introduced.

"I said to Secretary Sun, we waited for two or three hours just to wait for him? This is too big, right?" A middle-aged man with a split-haired hairstyle said. The man was about forty years and wearing a pair of glasses. He was Ren Zhixiong, the president of Beijing Huayuan Real Estate. He was young and promising, controlled one side, and had a background in the times. He spoke naturally with a frivolous and arrogant attitude.

"Mr. Ren, I'm really sorry, the train is late." Secretary Sun explained helping.

"Secretary Sun, you shouldn't say this apology, right?" Ren Zhixiong smiled and glanced at Li Siwen.

At the same time, Pan Shiyi, who was sitting next to Ren Zhixiong, couldn't help but speak: "No one of the people here is about hundreds of thousands of hours a day. If you waste such a long time, you should not only apologize, but also be more sincere."

Pan Shiyi was exposed by Li Siwen in Pengcheng and held a grudge. He just came to Ren Zhigang's ear to complain. In addition, Li Siwen's reputation in the Beijing circle was already very bad by Liu Zhonglie, and these big guys had a relationship with each other. Ren Zhigang's anger was ignited. After all, he was a soldier.

When Pan Shiyi saw Ren Zhigang come forward, he immediately took the opportunity to mock him, and Feng Lun, who was sitting next to him, also said: "That's right, we must be satisfied until we are satisfied."

Feng Lun is the chairman of Wantong Real Estate and has worked with Pan Shiyi. Both of them are Mou Zhong’s aides and are very close. Combined with Ren Zhixiong, the three of them are very good real estate developers in the Beijing circle, so they naturally speak together.

After the three of them made their statements, some of the remaining real estate developers in the Beijing Circle began to nod, and the atmosphere at the scene became tense in an instant, and even Secretary Sun didn't know what to say for a moment.

On the other hand, Li Siwen slowly sat down at the end with a chair, staring at Ren Zhixiong, Pan Shiyi and others coldly.

"Apology?" Li Siwen smiled and suddenly said, "Look at my mouth."

Ren Zhixiong and others were stunned and stared at Li Siwen's mouth for no reason. However, what made them collapse was that Li Siwen actually spoke fragrant and said directly: "I'll say your mother's apologies."

“……!!!”

“……!!!”

“……!!!”

Such a symbol appeared on the heads of twenty-six real estate developers from several major cities at the scene at the same time. Is this kid sick?

No one expected that Li Siwen would have such words. This practice is hard to describe in words. It would be understood if it was an ordinary occasion, but this was a meeting organized by General Zhu!

Especially Ren Zhixiong and others who were scolded had red and white, even hooligans could not be so rude, right?

"Li Siwen, you kid are too crazy!" Ren Zhixiong slapped the table suddenly and stood up.

"I think you just deserve a beating." Pan Shiyi also stood up.

"Put your mouth cleaner." Feng Lun also stood up and accused loudly.

"Yeah, group up, right? Since you are so united in the Beijing circle, you just stand up all together." Li Siwen inserted his hands into his chest and smiled.

"Damn, don't you look down on our Beijing circle."

As soon as Li Siwen finished speaking, four people stood up.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven." Li Siwen reached out and counted, smiled and said, "I don't look down on the Beijing Circle, I just look down on you guys."

"Li Siwen, what's there to be crazy about you? You're playing hooligans with us in the capital. Do you think you can play tricks on us? After leaving this door, I can remove your legs with just one word."

Ren Zhixiong threatened ruthlessly.

"If you want to remove my legs, you can go out and try it now. If you want to draw a picture, I can also stay with you to the end." Li Siwen said, taking out his phone, then pressed the speakerphone and dialed a number. Soon the sound came from the speaker: "Brother, why do you remember me?"

"Boss Ren, I will enter the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. I was bullied as soon as I arrived in the capital." Li Siwen said to his phone.

"Damn, who dares to bully my Ren Jiazhong's brother? Tell me the address and I will take someone over immediately." Ren Jiazhong's roar came over.

When Li Siwen's phone call was just answered, Ren Zhixiong and others were extremely disdainful. They were not afraid of anyone in the capital. Which of them, who was the real estate business, would not deal with the black?

However, after hearing Ren Jiazhong's name, the faces of the people instantly turned pale and their eyes were a little bit wrong.

"Several real estate developers said they wanted to remove my legs." After Li Siwen said that, he pushed his phone towards Ren Zhixiong with a smile, and then said, "Several bosses, you and Boss Ren will report your names!"

The atmosphere at the scene was so awkward. Ren Zhixiong and others dared not to sign up, especially Ren Jiazhong's threats were occasionally heard from their phones.

"Damn, I tell you, if my brother loses a hair, you can't stop in the capital. Isn't it just a real estate developer? I will take my younger brother to visit your construction site every day in the future..."

Ren Jiazhong's series of greetings.


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