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    Chapter 317 The Quirks of Billionaires Please subscribe and vote monthly.  Thanks.  ¡ù Sun Zesheng took the luggage from Sun Wenbin, and Cullen quickly took the luggage from Sun Zesheng.  Seeing this, Yin Xianer wanted to take the luggage from Yin Xuechen, but Yin Xuechen waved his hand, "Okay, Xianer, dad can still pull it." A group of people came out of the train station and walked towards the parking lot.  The white man just now followed Sun Zesheng and the others step by step.  Halfway through, Sun Zesheng stopped and said, "Dad, Uncle Yin, you go first. I'll take care of something." Sun Zesheng turned around and faced the white man.  This white man, about thirty years old, was carrying a backpack, a down jacket, and a pair of hiking boots. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a travel companion.  "Help, help me." George stammered.  Sun Zesheng stared at George for a long time, and his intuition told him that there was something wrong with this George. A white man who could not speak any common foreign languages, and who spoke Chinese so poorly, how did he survive in China?  He is not an insular person. He also has to eat, drink, poop and sleep. He cannot communicate with others, which creates problems in all aspects.  Sun Zesheng said: "Russian, Korean, Japanese, Mongolian, can you speak these languages?" George continued to shake his head, still looking confused.  Sun Zesheng used Tianjixing 3000 to monitor George this time and was able to confirm that what he told was not a lie.  Sun Zesheng sighed. Even if he wanted to help such a top-notch person, he couldn't.  What's more, today is New Year's Eve, and he doesn't have that time.  Sun Zesheng took out his wallet and took out a wad of money, which was about two thousand yuan.  He handed the money to George and said in Mandarin: "Take this money. What do you need? Just go to the police uncle. I really can't help you." George took the money and let it go.  Into his pocket.  Damn it, could this be a foreign beggar?  Did you go to China to hunt for gold?  But it doesn¡¯t seem like it. If there are foreign beggars who come to China to dig for gold, they should go to big cities like Yanjing and Shanghai. Why would they come to second- and third-tier cities like Jinan City?  Sun Zesheng shook his head, turned around and left.  George did not chase Sun Zesheng this time. He stood in the distance and watched Sun Zesheng go away.  "Son, what happened to that foreigner just now?" Sun Wenbin asked.  "Who knows? He might be a foreign beggar, right? I gave him some money and sent him away." Sun Zesheng said casually.  "Dad, how is your business deal in the south going?" "Good, very good. Son, the intelligent safe parking system you gave us is so popular. We have hired several car manufacturers one after another.  Except for a few small workshops that look down on us, everyone else is very interested in the intelligent safe parking system. I estimate that there will definitely be no problem in achieving an annual output of one million units." Sun Wenbin said.  Said somewhat enthusiastically.  An intelligent safe parking system costs more than 700 yuan ex-factory. One million sets means more than 700 million yuan. Such an output value was something Sun Wenbin could not even imagine before. After all, not long ago, he was still working on  Hufu Machinery Processing Factory suffered losses continuously and couldn't even make a penny, so it became very angry.  Sun Zesheng smiled and said, "Dad, if you really set one million sets as your goal, you would be too petty. Let me tell you, if you don't achieve an annual output of more than five million sets of intelligent safe parking systems  , I'm too embarrassed to go out and meet people." "Five million sets? How is that possible? That's an output value of 30 to 4 billion yuan." Sun Wenbin took a breath.  Sun Zesheng said: "Dad, five million sets is an understatement. Think about how many cars are produced in the world a year? How many cars have been produced? If every car could be equipped with intelligent safety equipment,  What kind of concept is the parking system? Maybe five million units a year are not enough. I estimate that at the peak, it is possible to produce tens of millions of units a year. " Sun Wenbin simply can't believe it.  Sun Zesheng's speculation, for him, an annual output of one million units is quite good, five million units is still conceivable, and an annual output of 10 million units is unthinkable.  Sun Zesheng did not say anything to irritate his father. This is an era of fighting for patents. The patent for the intelligent safe parking system is in his hands, and he only authorizes it for use by Hufu Machinery Processing Factory. If the world's car manufacturers want to go  If you install an intelligent safe parking system on your own car, you can only buy it from Hufu Machinery Processing Factory.  This is an absolutely monopolized field. As long as it is managed well, an annual output of tens of millions of units is not a dream at all, but can easily become a reality.??.  Of course, the absolute monopoly may only last for a few years. After that, someone will definitely develop similar products, and it is even possible to completely bypass the patent of the intelligent safe parking system.  But it doesn't matter. At that time, Hufu Machinery Processing Factory had already established itself as an industry leader in the country and even the world. It also had a large amount of funds accumulated from several years of operation. As long as Yin Xuechen did not make mistakes in business management, Hufu Machinery Processing Factory could still be prosperous.  Many years.  What¡¯s more, even if he promised to other shareholders of Hufu Machinery Processing Factory not to interfere in the affairs of Hufu Machinery Processing Factory, if something really happened at Hufu Machinery Processing Factory, how could he stand by and watch?  Cullen drove the car smoothly and sent Sun Zesheng and Sun Wenbin to the downstairs of the community.  Yin Xuechen got into the car driven by Yin Xianer and went back to their home when he was at the train station.  When Sun Wenbin arrived home, there was naturally a lot of excitement again.  Feng Yueying was leading her family to make dumplings. The family was talking and laughing, with happy smiles on their faces.  As soon as the dumplings were cooked, there were firecrackers outside the window. There were already impatient people who couldn't wait to set off firecrackers to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.  When Sun Ze was born in his previous life, he never set off firecrackers. After his rebirth, he never had a chance.  After he asked where Feng Yueying had placed the firecrackers, he took them out and happily carried them down, ready to set them off.  As soon as he came downstairs, Sun Zesheng's cell phone rang. It was Song Jiayi.  Song Jiayi pretended to be relaxed, but Sun Zesheng could feel her pretending to be strong. Originally, she had the opportunity to spend the Spring Festival with Sun Zesheng.  Sun Zesheng spoke to Song Jiayi softly for a while, then hung up the phone.  Then Sun Zesheng unfolded the firecrackers on the ground, lit an incense stick with a lighter, and then used the incense head to ignite the firecracker's twist.  There was a crackling sound, and in the light of the fire, the cannons quickly ignited the firecrackers connected in series, and together with them, we used the only opportunity in our lives to send people a festive atmosphere.  Sun Zesheng frowned and looked at the smoke everywhere. The pungent smell of gunpowder also made him feel a little uncomfortable.  Sun Zesheng raised his head and looked at the sky, and found that just in this moment, the sky in Jinan City had become a little gray. The PM2.5 peak must have disappeared.  At this moment, Sun Zesheng¡¯s cell phone rang again. It was Zhang Li. After Zhang Li, calls from Rong Jingying and Xu Yunjin also came one after another.  In addition, there were calls from Zhang Xinglong, Wang Xiaofeng, Cai Chuanlin, Wu Dazhou, Yu Shiguang and others, as well as New Year greetings from Wuhan Yang, He Fangyi and others.  Sun Zesheng's phone has become hot, but it seems that he has no intention of stopping yet.  With great difficulty, Sun Zesheng's call stopped for a while. He quickly went upstairs and took the time to eat dumplings.  When Sun Zesheng found him eating dumplings, his father Sun Wenbin, mother Feng Yueying, and grandparents all stared at him, as if he had flowers on his face.  "Why are you looking at me like that? I'll be shy." Sun Zesheng said with a smile.  Feng Yueying said: "Son, when we were making dumplings just now, your grandma personally put a coin into one of the dumplings. When we ate the dumplings, we didn't even get it. Son, you must eat it." "Okay."  Come on, I'll eat." Sun Zesheng knew that eating the coins out of the sedan was a very good sign. Even if he didn't care about it, it was the expectation of his family, so he could only accept it calmly.  However, after eating this bowl of dumplings, no coins came out. Feng Yueying brought another bowl of dumplings to Sun Zesheng and asked Sun Zesheng to continue eating.  After eating this bowl of dumplings, I still didn't finish it.  Sun Zesheng touched his belly and said, "Mom, don't bring me any more dumplings. I'm full. If you eat more, you'll be full." Feng Yueying raised a finger, "Son, maybe you can eat another one."  You can eat it." Feng Yueying regretted not marking the sedan with the coins when she was making dumplings. Otherwise, the dumplings would not have played hide-and-seek for them.  "No, Mom, I really can't eat anymore. I'll eat the remaining dumplings at night, maybe I'll eat them by then." Sun Zesheng said.  "Okay. I'll put the dumplings away." Before Feng Yueying could finish her words, she heard someone knocking on the door. Sun Zesheng went over and opened the door. The person standing outside the door startled him, "Why is it you? What are you doing?  Did you come here?" The person standing outside the door turned out to be the white foreigner who called himself "George".  Sun Zesheng's home is more than ten miles away from the high-speed rail station, and Jinan City has a population of millions. It is incredible that George can find him.  Could this foreigner have any special powers?    "Hungry." George rubbed his stomach, but he said this word clearly and clearly.  Sun Zesheng smiled hoarsely, "You are really the best. Forget it, since you are here, I will take care of your meal. Come in." George entered the room, and Sun Wenbin saw him, "Xiaosheng, how did he find our house?  "Really?" Sun Zesheng shrugged, "I don't know. Mom, cook him some dumplings. After he finishes eating, I will send him away." Feng Yueying went into the kitchen to cook dumplings, while Sun Zesheng didn't blink.  Staring at George for a moment.  To him, George was a complete stranger. If he hadn't felt that George had some skills, he would have kicked him out long ago. How could he let a stranger into his house?  George looked at the decoration of the Sun family curiously. Occasionally, when his eyes met with Sun Zesheng's, he would show a friendly smile.  Soon, Feng Yueying cooked the dumplings. After serving them, she placed them in front of George and handed him a pair of chopsticks.  George picked up the chopsticks and ate, wolfing down the food. It looked like he was really hungry.  In the blink of an eye, there was only one dumpling left in the big bowl. George picked up the dumpling, put it in his mouth, and bit into it with a crunch, which almost broke George's teeth.  George opened his mouth, took out a coin from his mouth, raised it, held his cheek, and smiled, "Lucky coin? OK, I like it." This time, George still spoke in Chinese, and he still spoke in a straight tone.  Round and articulate.  Sun Zesheng snatched the coin away with his hand, "Mr. George, you seem to owe me an explanation? You can understand Mandarin and speak it. Right? Also, you should also understand English, right?" George shrugged  Shrugging his shoulders, "Yes, I do speak Mandarin, as well as English and French. I'm really sorry that I caused you some trouble at the high-speed rail station." "Why?" Sun Zesheng asked.  George said: "I made a bet with a friend of mine. I pretended that I couldn't communicate with others to see who could last longer? When you gave me money at the East Railway Station, my friend called me and said he lost.  So, I don¡¯t have to pretend anymore. As for finding your home, isn¡¯t there a taxi? Just find one and come over.¡± ¡°That¡¯s not right. I came back from the station.  It's been a while. Why did you come here?" Sun Zesheng asked again.  George said: "It's very simple. I was suddenly anxious just now and wanted to make it easier. As a result, I couldn't find anyone on the street. The taxi driver had already taken the money and ran away. I walked along the road and spent a lot of effort to get it.  Find a public toilet. Thank God, I didn't make a fool of myself." Sun Zesheng shook his head, "No wonder you smell strange. George, you are full and able to communicate with others normally.  Can you go now? If you don¡¯t know where the hotel is, I can take you there.¡± George said hurriedly: ¡°No, I¡¯m here mainly to pay back the two thousand dollars you gave me.¡±  He took out the wad of Chinese coins that Sun Zesheng gave him from his pocket, put his hands in front of Sun Zesheng, then took out a business card and handed it to Sun Zesheng, "Since I made a bet with my friend, you are the most generous person I have ever encountered.  The Chinese people who know the most language are probably the Chinese people who know the most languages. This is my business card. I hope we can be friends in the future." Sun Zesheng took the business card and took a look, "George? Smith", under the name.  By his title, he is the owner of an American trading company.  Sun Zesheng shook his head. He had heard about this trading company and it was very successful. It was said that the owner's net worth exceeded one billion U.S. dollars. He didn't expect it to be the guy in front of him.  This guy is a real billionaire, and he actually has the weird habit of making bets with others and pretending to be a beggar. It's really weird in the world.  Sun Zesheng turned out his business card and handed it to George, "This is my business card." Sun Zesheng's business card was much simpler. It only had his name and mobile phone number on it, and no other information at all.  George glanced at it and didn't pay too much attention. Sun Zesheng was only around 20 years old. In China, he should be at the age of going to college. It was basically difficult to achieve anything. Sun Zesheng had a business card, which already made him more or less successful.  Surprised.  George carefully put away Sun Zesheng's business card, and then stood up, "I'm sorry to bother you all." Sun Zesheng sent George downstairs, stood on the side of the road, and hailed a taxi for George.  It's mid-afternoon on New Year's Eve, and most of the taxis have gone home to reunite with their families. After waiting for a long time, not a single taxi has arrived.  George relaxed his shoulders, "It seems I can only walk." Sun Zesheng said.??: "Forget it. Let me call a car for you." Sun Zesheng called Cullen and asked Cullen to send a car.  Soon, Cullen drove over in person. Sun Zesheng asked Cullen to drive the car and take George to a nearby express hotel. Then he watched the car drive away, and then turned around and went home.  George sat in the car, looking for something to talk about, and started chatting with Cullen.  With just a few words, Cullen asked George to tell some of Sun Zesheng's deeds. This could not be regarded as Cullen leaking secrets. After all, Sun Zesheng himself had never asked for confidentiality, and Sun Zesheng had always had a tall image in Cullen's eyes, and Cullen was grateful to him.  , I admire and awe at the same time. When I get the opportunity, I naturally want to talk about Sun Zesheng¡¯s deeds.  At first, George only regarded Sun Zesheng as an enthusiastic Chinese, but now he learned Sun Zesheng's true identity from Cullen. Especially when George learned that the Future Light Company was actually a company founded by Sun Zesheng, he was breathless.  Becoming thicker.  The reputation of Youth Cream has already been established. George has been active in China recently. How could he not know about Youth Cream?  He was originally thinking about how he could contact Future Light Company and the two parties could do business together.  Unexpectedly, by chance, I would have such a relationship with Sun Zesheng, who founded the Light of the Future Company?  This is really God¡¯s will, God¡¯s arrangement.  When George asked for more details about Sun Zesheng, Cullen basically told everything he could. As for what he couldn¡¯t tell, he didn¡¯t say a word. Cullen was a firefighter, so he still understood the confidentiality regulations.  George is already very satisfied with being able to get so many stories about Sun Zesheng from Cullen.  After he checked into the Express Hotel, he couldn't wait to log on to the Internet and check information about Future Light Company, Meiliruge Brand Youth Cream Series Cosmetics, Sun Zesheng, etc.  At present, there are countless discussions about youth cream on the Internet, and some people even regard the diamond version set of Meiliruge brand youth cream series cosmetics as a prop to show off their wealth, displaying a lot of them.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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