I have ten trillion licking dog gold

I still remember a question I asked Goddess Pei before.

How heavy are the stars in the sky?

Eight grams.

why?
Because of "Star Ba Ke".

At this time, Jiang Chen was sitting in Starbucks.

China has returned to the center of the world stage, and this is definitely not bragging.

This can be seen in every corner of society.

From large car companies to small fast food restaurants like McDonald's and KFC, all have been beaten to a pulp by the rapidly advancing domestic brands.

The same goes for Starbucks.

Think about how glorious "Ba Ke" once was. In an era when a cup of milk tea generally cost two yuan, it dared to sell a cup of coffee at a sky-high price of dozens of yuan, and it was still crazily sought after and flocked to.

At that time, the middle class was proud to drink Starbucks, and a Starbucks cup could become the center of attention in the circle of friends.

Compare this with the grand occasion when seats were hard to get back then, and then look at today.

Although it was not forced to withdraw from the Chinese market like some unlucky companies, it is visibly worse than before. Under the siege of various domestic milk tea brands, Starbucks has long been dragged down from the altar. But after its prices were caught up by local brands, Starbucks, which has lost its "aristocratic symbol" and "status symbol", can only be described in one word.

on one's last legs.

When he was in college, Jiang Chen also went to Starbucks, worked part-time, and of course, was a consumer. From a personal perspective, he felt that the taste of Starbucks was just average and a bit "unworthy of its position". However, China's national conditions were there, and as a foreign brand, Starbucks' "nobility" was also an important reason for its success in China.

If a foreign brand cannot bring a sense of vanity, then why not choose domestic milk tea?

of course.

It’s not that Starbucks’ failure is because it didn’t continue to raise prices over time. Even if it were sold at sky-high prices now, it wouldn’t change its fate of decline.

When China returns to the center of the world stage, the nation's self-confidence is re-established, and people no longer need to wave money to buy vanity, the good days of foreign brands reaping the benefits will be doomed to end.

Unlike some people, Jiang Chen has never had a filter for "domestic" or "imported". He didn't have a filter when he was penniless, and now that he has changed his fate and can choose to sit in Starbucks, it means he doesn't have a filter either.

The reason why I worked part-time at Starbucks was simply that Starbucks offered a higher hourly wage to temporary workers.

So in addition to being an optimist, Jiang Chen is actually a pragmatist. He believes that cost-effectiveness is the real king if it can bring convenience to himself.

The coffee that he thought was "just so-so" at the beginning now tasted just as mediocre. Looking at the white-collar workers working in the store with their laptops in their hands, Jiang Chen continued to ponder Fujiwara Reiki's theory.

What does China’s five thousand years of history tell us?
This shows that the answers to many questions can be found in history.

Today's new money and old money are just like the new and old aristocrats back then. Is it really impossible for them to coexist harmoniously?
It seems that it is really impossible.

at least.

The old aristocracy could never regard the newcomers who emerged as “their own”.

This is the constant "Pride and Prejudice" stipulated by nature.

Fujiwara Reiki's ability in planting demons in the heart of Tao is definitely stronger than Song Chaoge's. Song Chaoge had used similar methods on Jiang Chen before, but the effect was very short-lived and not so effective. Jiang Chen was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice a figure approaching him. It was not until the other person sat down opposite him that he reacted and subconsciously clicked on the phone on the table.

Even though he deliberately chose the lunch break, the other party was still late, almost twenty minutes late.

It doesn't matter.

The other party is willing to come, which is already a great honor.

"Drink something."

Jiang Chen asked, not saying a word about the other party being late.

Cao Jinse looked at the coffee in front of him. "Flat White."

What a coincidence.

He also ordered a flat white.

Jiang Chen went to place the order, and only came back after receiving the goods. After all, he was a big shot who enjoyed state guest treatment, but he really had no manners at all.

But there is nothing we can do.

This is how Starbucks operates.

There is no waiter delivering the food, and everyone is treated equally. Even the rich and powerful have to go to the bar to get their food.

Jiang Chen placed the freshly made latte without sugar in front of the other person.

Princess Cao did not thank him.

It’s better not to say thank you.

When someone you are close to suddenly becomes overly polite, it means something is seriously wrong.

"Where's the stuff?"

Princess Cao picked up the flat white, lowered her head and took a sip. Her expression was natural and no emotion could be seen.

"what?"

Jiang Chen asked instinctively.

Cao Jinse raised his head.

“Convenience visa.

It seems that Princess Cao also realized that the other party dared to make a comeback after being kicked out of the office last time, and he was undoubtedly fully prepared.

And the label without any content given in Japan is the most suitable trump card.

But to his surprise, Jiang didn't just take out a sticky note and slap it on the table. Instead, he just raised his arm, picked up the same flat white, and said, "It's lost."

lost?

And it’s so calm and peaceful?
Cao Jinse guessed that the other party might have forgotten, otherwise he would have taken it out long ago, but she didn't expect such an answer.

"Song Chaoge can testify to this."

As if to prove that he was not lying, Jiang Chen produced a witness.

Ok.

Song Shao was indeed an eyewitness, but did he see clearly what it was at the time?

Besides, would Young Master Song be so bored as to come and explain to him?

Proof of this!

"Then why did you look for me?"

Cao Jinse looked at him.

"You don't have to embarrass Jin Hai anymore."

Someone swallowed his coffee and said calmly, "Jin Hai and Lan Peizhi reached an agreement to sell Great Wall's shares at the market price."

Wait a moment.

Has the contract been signed?
Maybe he was even thrown out of the wall?

However, Princess Cao was apparently unaware of all this, and her expression gradually became expressionless. She leaned back slightly, and then, she pulled out a faint arc.

"So, are you here to demonstrate to me? Are you using Aunt Lan to pressure me?"

Jiang Chen shook his head and said calmly: "Can she suppress you?"

Cao Jinse remained silent and stared at him without saying a word.

That sticky note was the only thing that could make her willingly back down.

She was also waiting for the other party to take it out.

Can bear fruit.

He threw it away.

in fact.

It’s okay to throw it away.

After all, it's not the only one in the world. If you just go to a roadside stationery store and buy a stack of them and tear off a page, even if the color is different, can she still say it's fake?
But this guy.

They are not even willing to give me this kind of step.

Are we really going to let her stop without any reason?
That would really be a joke.

"Haiou is trying to take advantage of the situation and doesn't necessarily want the land, but Jinhai is determined. Now that Jinhai has received tens of billions of cash, it is unlikely that Haiou will compete with Jinhai again."

Ok.

Lan Peizhi got the shares of Great Wall, and Jinhai successfully implemented the second factory plan as it wished, and both parties were satisfied.

Then.

As for her.

"You think the problem is too simple."

Jiang Chen certainly didn't ignore her, and added: "If you don't interfere anymore."

Cao Jinse had a blank expression on her face.

"You threw away that sticky note yourself."

"If I take it out now, will you stop?"

Jiang Chen asked.

Cao Jinse didn't answer, but just said, "Take it out."

Still reminding.

Even at this point, it is obviously not too late. As long as someone makes up an excuse to run away from the bathroom, turns left, finds a convenience store, and then spends a few dollars to buy a convenience sign, the problem can be solved.

But Jiang Chen has always been upright and honest, and he would never do such a deceitful thing. He didn't throw it away by mistake.

When he "let go" of the sticky note, he was very aware of the weight that thin piece of paper carried.

"If I take it out, will your reputation not be damaged? Will the outside world stop criticizing you?"

"Nothing to do with you."

How come it has nothing to do with me?

When he does things, he always strives to make everyone happy.

However, such words would definitely not be said openly, otherwise it would inevitably be suspected of being sweet talk.

Some people are always superficial, but Comrade Jiang Chen always speaks with his actions.

Jiang Chen didn't speak in a hurry. He was very considerate of the two families and drank his coffee calmly.

"You can propose any conditions you want."

"Jin Hai sold his shares to Lan Peizhi, so how about you sell your shares to me?"

Jiang Chen seemed not to notice the other party's sharp eyes, and said lightly: "Change the conditions."

"Didn't you tell me to bring it up? If I bring it up and you can't do it, then why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?"

"That's not acquisition, that's robbery. I'm not stupid, how could I agree to it?"

"..."

A very successful joke.

Cao Jinse succeeded in making him laugh, but her laughter was cold and even cooler than iced coffee.

"If you want to perform crosstalk, then go to the City Gate Tower. I don't have time to watch your poor performance."

As expected, Jiang Chen was scolded terribly.

deserved.

Being humorous also depends on the situation and occasion.

If you play the suona at someone else's wedding, wouldn't that be unpleasant?

"Except for this condition."

Comrade Jiang Chen is Comrade Jiang Chen after all. If it were any other animal, he would have been blushing and ashamed, but he remained calm. Thinking back to the time when he had nothing, he still had a thick face that was worthy of praise. A mere attack was nothing to worry about.

in fact.

He couldn't bear to do that.

His focus now is no longer limited to one company or one enterprise. Let alone selling it, it would not matter even if he gave the shares of Great Wall to the other party for free.

The key is whether it can solve the problem?
Maybe it can be solved.

But that's only temporary.

In medical terms, it is only treating the symptoms and not the root cause.

The thorn in Lan Peizhi and Cao Jinse's hearts is still there. Under such circumstances, if he leaves the Great Wall and leaves them behind, without any buffer, the Great Wall will probably be demolished.

It would be better to disband directly.

It’s not about taking yourself too seriously.

This is an objective fact.

"Except for this condition, can you do everything?"

Princess Cao is Princess Cao after all, and she is willing to give him another chance.

Jiang Chen simply nodded decisively. There was nothing else to say, just two words.

Just be "confident".

"Don't you get a scholarship every year? Memorize the thousand decimal places of π."

"You don't have much time, do you?"

"If you can't do it, don't talk nonsense."

It's purely my own fault.

Princess Cao was actually quite reasonable. Even though someone broke his promise and boasted again and again, she still didn't leave.

The key point is that someone is really disappointing. Not only did he not make amends, he was also bargaining, "How about ten?"

Princess Cao was too lazy to scold.

Seeing this, he even asked back: "Can you recite the thousand digits after π?"

what?

Has it become a competition for the strongest brain?

Unable to bear it any longer, Cao Jinse suddenly stood up, paused for a moment, and picked up the glass of flat white.

At that moment, Jiang Chen was really worried about being splashed in the face.

It was still a misunderstanding. No matter how emotional Princess Cao was, she would never act like a shrew. She did not throw the coffee away to vent her anger. Even though she saw someone's fleeting nervousness, she took the coffee and left.

——Waste is shameful.

At this critical moment, he can still maintain his frugal character.

Jiang Chen did not insist after parting ways with her again. He watched her walk out of Starbucks and picked up his flat white without any sign of discouragement.

"Miss."

Seeing the young lady coming back, Maotu, who was lying on the sofa and imagining the meeting in his mind, immediately jumped up. At the same time, he carefully observed the young lady's expression.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to join in the fun, it’s just that the young lady doesn’t agree.

A quick observation told her immediately that the meeting was not going well.

Jiang Chen is a useless guy.

"Miss, is this for me?"

She came over with a smile.

Cao Jinse handed her the coffee cup without saying a word.

Maotu happily took it, but then her face suddenly fell and she said aggrievedly, "I've finished it all."

Cao Jinse walked towards the desk.

Can you still finish a cup of coffee when you are in a bad mood?
Don't leave any for yourself.

On purpose?

The Rabbit secretly complains in his heart.

"You're saying bad things about me again."

Maotu shuddered and smiled awkwardly, "No miss, I was scolding that guy Jiang Chen."

As she said that, she quickly threw the coffee cup towards the trash can which was seven or eight meters away.

"thump."

Exceptionally accurate.

"Why did you scold him?"

Cao Jinse asked as she walked towards the desk.

"He hasn't dealt with Xiao..." Maotu blurted out, then reacted and immediately changed his words: "He hasn't solved the problem yet, he deserves to die!"

"Can he solve it?"

Cao Jinse held onto the table and sat down on the office chair. "Unless he can recite the thousandth digit of π."

One thousand digits of pi?

The Rabbit opened his eyes wide, looking innocent and confused.

What the hell is this?

The human brain certainly cannot remember one thousand digits of π, so if this method is used, it would be more realistic for someone to go to the Yongding River to catch the sticky note.

Just as Maotu was about to speak, the black landline phone on Cao Jinse's desk rang.

Rabbit, shut up.

Cao Jinse reached out and picked up the microphone, then called out, "Director Hua."

Chinese Director.

Rabbit knows.

He is the head of Jiuding Group, a person that even young ladies have to respect.

"Jinse, are you free now? If you are free, please come to my office."

There was a gentle laugh from the other end of the line.

"Okay, I'll be right over."

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you."

Cao Jinse put down the microphone with a natural expression, but there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)