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Text Chapter 2173 A rare opportunity

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    In the Beijing Hotel, Yang Luo was shirtless, sitting on the sofa in the room with his legs crossed, watching TV. There was a dozen beers on the ground at his feet, and more than a dozen empty wine bottles, while there were a few side dishes on the coffee table in front of him.

    Yao Yuchen sat opposite Yang Luo, looking like a resentful woman who had been wronged, staring straight at Yang Luo.  Just like this, one movement and one silence, the atmosphere is quite weird.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Yao Yuchen couldn¡¯t help it any longer, ¡°Master, eldest master, please say something!¡±

    Yang Luo asked with a rather strange expression: "What did you say?"

    Yao Yuchen said: "It's been how long, and the other party hasn't contacted us. You should think of a way."

    Yang Luo rolled his eyes: "What can I do?"

    Yao Yuchen's face was full of black lines: "I have already invested all my coffins. If I lose all my money, I will go to your house to eat and live in your house."

    Yang Luo saw Yao Yuchen's mournful face, as if his mother had died, and he smiled: "Don't worry, according to my investigation, Baisong is quite greedy, and he will definitely contact us."

    As soon as Yang Luo finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the room, and then Geng Zhuo walked in, followed by a young man.

    That young man was Feng Zheng. When he saw Yang Luo, he shouted excitedly, "Uncle, White Pine has contacted me and asked me to meet tomorrow."

    Yang Luo nodded: "Then you talk to him!"

    Feng Zheng asked: "How much do you want?"

    Yang Luo smiled and said: "Then you don't want to do whatever you want? Business is all about bargaining."

    "Understood!" Feng Zheng nodded, "You have to tell me the bottom line, so that I can have a bottom line."

    Yang Luo thought for a while: "Let's talk about the premium at 50%."

    "No problem!" Feng Zheng agreed excitedly.

    Geng Zhuo said: "The things here are almost done, I will go back tomorrow."

    Yang Luo said: "Don't worry, acting must have a beginning and an end. It will climax soon. If you say you won't act, you won't act. How can it be done?"

    Geng Zhuo smiled bitterly; "There are still a lot of things waiting for me in Dahua."

    Yang Luo waved his hand: "You can earn hundreds of millions here in one or two months. Can you earn it when you return to Dahua?"

    Geng Zhuo said: "Isn't this all over?"

    "I said, acting must have a beginning and an end. Besides, if you leave like this, what will you say to the Tourism Committee?" Yang Luo picked up the bottle and took a sip of wine. "You have been fooling people for so long, and suddenly you slapped your butt.  Let¡¯s go, have you thought about the consequences?¡±

    Geng Zhuo smiled and said: "We don't plan to invest in tourism in the capital anyway, so what are we afraid of? Besides, with you as the boss behind us, there is no need to be afraid."

    Yang Luo shook his head: "That's what I say, but there is a better way, why do you have to offend people? And are you really not interested in this tourism development in the suburbs of Beijing?"

    Geng Zhuo said: ¡°Although the group¡¯s funds are sufficient,

    But if you take too big a step, you will get injured. Even if you have money for treatment, there will be sequelae.  A complete cure requires immeasurable time and money.  Therefore, the most important thing now is not to open up new markets, but to consolidate the existing ones and ensure healthy development in the future.  "

    Yang Luo said: "What you say makes sense, but it is a waste to have so much money idle. You can spin off the tourism companies under the group and reorganize the Golden Dragon Tourism Group. This is conducive to the survival of the Golden Dragon brand and the healthy development of the tourism industry."

    Geng Zhuo said thoughtfully: "Actually, I have had this idea for a long time. With the continuous growth of the national economy, people not only pursue material life, but also crave spiritual happiness, and the tourism industry must help meet most of these needs.  demand. But I think it¡¯s not too late to wait for three or two years.¡±

    Yang Luo said: "It's not too late, but now this opportunity is rare."

    Geng Zhuo said helplessly: "Okay, then I will stay for a few days to finish the time."

    Yang Luo said: "That's right. The whitebark pine will definitely make the lion open its mouth. We will pay compensation in accordance with national regulations. The whitebark pine will definitely not compromise. When the time comes, we will leave the problem to the Tourism Commission. As long as they can solve it, we will  Keep investing, and if we can¡¯t solve it, we¡¯ll leave.¡±

    Speaking of this, Yang Luoyin smiled thoughtfully, "In this way, the whitebark pine will be roasted on the fire. No matter whether he compromises in the end or not, he will be roasted."

    Feng Zheng laughed loudly: "Promoting the development of tourism in the suburbs of Beijing, what a political achievement. I really admire Baisong now, he has the courage to be a roadblock. This time, let alone his uncle, it is his ancestors in the grave  Climbing out won't save him."

    Yao Yuchen also smiled: "White pine??Compromise, faced with such a big cake and such dazzling political achievements, the guys from the Tourism Committee will definitely be anxious and fight with the whitebark pine.  If Baisong compromises and loses billions, the second generation behind him will have to skin him.  After saying that, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Young Master Yang, your wisdom is so great that I, Lao Yao, am ashamed of myself."  "

    Yang Luo rolled his eyes: "You might as well call me vicious and vicious. It sounds comfortable."

    Yao Yuchen laughed again, stood up and said, "I'm leaving. I'll come over to drink with you tomorrow."

    Yang Luo said angrily: "I don't need you to accompany me, so don't fucking bother me."

    "Uncle, I'm leaving too!" Feng Zheng stood up, "I have to recharge my batteries and negotiate with Whitebark Pine tomorrow."

    Yang Luo waved his hand: "Go away!"

    Feng Zheng left with a smile. Yang Luo picked up a bottle of beer and handed it to Geng Zhuo: "Drink some with me!"

    Geng Zhuo took the beer and touched it with Yang Luo: "Do you have any opinions on the reorganization of the travel company?"

    Yang Luo took a sip of wine, grabbed a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth, biting them loudly: "We are not only going to be a resource terminal, but also a customer source terminal, and set up a travel agency. Just like American Express,  Thomas Cook Group, Japan Transportation Corporation. They provide travelers with travel information, and have their own direct tourism hotels, tourism transportation systems, tourism finance systems and other industries closely related to tourism.¡±  Having said this, Yang Luo tilted his head and looked at Geng Zhuo, "We are not short of money, are we?"

    Geng Zhuo smiled: "We lack everything except money."

    "Pa" Yang Luo snapped his fingers, "For the time being, we will not carry out overseas travel projects, and we will first improve the domestic ones. First, build our own hotels in scenic spots, and the environment should not be too bad, at least four-star, in those very famous places  , it has to be five stars"

    At the same time, Dongcheng Huangting Nightclub was the same one that Yang Luo smashed last time.  After the renovation, the nightclub's business is still so booming, and it has not changed because of Yang Luo's last smash.

    Marshal Yun was sitting in the elegant private room. He reached out and picked up the kettle on the charcoal stove next to him and began to wash the cups, warm the pot, and brew. His movements were smooth and smooth.

    "One bowl moistens the throat, two bowls relieve loneliness and depression. Three bowls search the dry intestines, but only five thousand volumes of text. Four bowls cause light sweating, and all the injustice in life is dispersed into the pores. Five bowls clear the muscles and bones, and six bowls open to immortality.  spirit¡­¡­"

    Marshal Yun recited the Seven Bowls of Tea poem, poured the tea into the teacup, then picked up a cup and handed it to Zhu Weijun, who was sitting opposite and had been silent.

    "How about trying the Kung Fu tea I brewed!"

    Zhu Weijun picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said: "I really didn't expect that, Fatty Yun, you would play bullshit Kung Fu tea."

    Marshal Yun smiled, held the tea cup with his fingers, raised it to his nose, smelled it, and then took a sip: "Kung Fu tea can nourish the body and condense the energy. In this impetuous society, it will make you calm down. Then take a sip of the warm tea.  Tea soup can be a source of meditation, refreshment, or a moment of leisure. The taste of life is all between your lips and teeth.¡±

    Zhu Weijun curled his lips and said: "Don't talk nonsense. Five hundred million is nothing to you. Of course, I will pay the interest and return the principal with interest after half a year."

    Marshal Yun chuckled and poured another cup of tea for Zhu Weijun: "Zhu Lao Er, you said you haven't contacted me for so long since you came out, and now you are talking about things. It's inappropriate. Come on, come on,  Have tea!¡±

    Zhu Weijun¡¯s face suddenly darkened: ¡°Fat Yun, my time is also precious, just decide whether to borrow it or not.¡±

    "Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Marshal Yun said loudly, "Why are you still that bad-tempered? It's time to change, it's time to change, otherwise you will suffer big losses sooner or later."

    Zhu Weijun suddenly stood up on the sofa, looked down at Marshal Yun, his eyes filled with anger, snorted coldly and walked out.

    "It's true that villains become rampant when they succeed. Yun Shifei, remember, mountains don't change and rivers change, we'll just wait and see."

    "Bang!" Zhu Weijun closed the door heavily.

    "Squeak" With a sound, Marshal Yun pursed his lips and sucked someone in the tea cup into his mouth, and then swallowed it with a gurgle.

    "What is this? Do you think it was more than ten years ago? It has a red mouth and white teeth, and it costs 500 million to open its mouth!"

    Marshal Yun and Zhu Weijun had been friends with each other before. Of course, the relationship was also based on interests.  The two are not strangers, but they can't be called friends.

    This time Zhu Weijun approached Marshal Yun, not expecting to get 500 million, just trying his luck.  Unexpectedly, Marshal Yun's attitude of not taking him seriously made him completely angry, but he could only suppress his anger in his heart.

    Don¡¯t talk about him now, just?Years ago, he had to think carefully if he wanted to move Marshal Yun.  The Yun family is no worse than the Zhu family, and is even slightly superior.  As for now, his Zhu family has declined, but the second generation of the Yun family has taken up the banner. Although it is not comparable to what it was back then, it is still a giant.

    ¡°Bah bang bang¡­¡± The private room door was knocked gently.

    "Come in!" Marshal Yun picked up the teapot and shouted.

    The door was gently pushed open, and a young man with a sinister eyebrow and a mustache under his nose walked in: "Young Marshal!"

    Marshal Yun did not raise his head and asked, "What's the news?"

    This time the Tourism Committee promoted the development of tourism in the suburbs of Beijing, which really disturbed the nerves of many people. Even Marshal Yun could not sit still.

    The young man said: "A large area of ??private land and real estate in the suburbs of Beijing has indeed been acquired by someone. One named Feng Zheng is the son of Feng Yuanhang, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. He was the first to take action, accounting for more than 60% of the share. Chapter 1  The two people are called Bai Song. Because this guy has vitiligo, many people call him Bai Song. He has an agency"

    Marshal Yun waved his hand to interrupt the young man, "I know Baipisong and have dealt with him before. Are there any others?"

    The young man nodded: "The investment company is Jinlong Group."

    Hearing the four people from Jinlong Group, Marshal Yun suddenly raised his head: "What is the name of the boss of Jinlong Group, do you know?"

    "My name is Geng Zhuo!" the young man said, "The group headquarters is in Dahua."

    Marshal Yun narrowed his eyes, with a faint smile on his face: "It's interesting, it's interesting!"

    The young man asked confusedly: "What's interesting?"

    Marshal Yun chuckled: "Don't say it, don't say it, let's just wait and see the excitement."

    "Those who develop tourism in the suburbs of Beijing" The young man was interrupted by Marshal Yun again, "If you don't participate, you won't fall into a pit dug by someone. That won't be fun."
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