You are worth tens of billions before you come to the system?

Chapter 177 and the slime

At [-]:[-] pm, several commercial vehicles parked in front of the hotel, and a dozen people got out of the cars.

Zhao Xiaoyou walked in front, instructing the accompanying team to check in, and asked the service staff about the location of the restaurant.

Then she went to the restaurant alone. As soon as she entered the door, she attracted the attention of many men. She had short ear-length hair, a smart women's suit, and an innate cool temperament.

It made some self-proclaimed high-end hunters shine, and aroused an unprecedented desire to conquer in their hearts.

"Hello, beautiful lady, may I help you?"

A business man in his thirties came forward to strike up a conversation and inadvertently revealed that he often discussed business here and was a good friend with the general manager of the hotel.

Because he saw that Zhao Xiaoyou was Chinese from a neighboring country, and Chinese women were notoriously easy girls abroad.

"No, no need."

Zhao Xiaoyou had a polite smile on his face, but in his eyes there was an indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away.

"You're welcome, I'm familiar with this place."

The man was reluctant and spoke poor Chinese until he saw Zhao Xiaoyou going to the second floor, and the smile on his face stopped.

People are divided into three, six or nine classes, and in Han Country, the existence of classes is more vividly reflected.

He was originally qualified to go up to the second floor, but today was different. He heard that there were VIPs up there, and even he couldn't go up. However, Zhao Xiaoyou said hello and went to the second floor smoothly.

The man looked shocked and left in a hurry, avoiding Zhao Xiaoyou's gaze for fear of causing trouble for himself.

However, it was purely because of his own sentimentality, because Zhao Xiaoyou never looked at him again from the beginning to the end.

She has seen too many wild bees and butterflies.

"What's the situation now?"

Zhao Xiaoyou found Lin Zitai, sat opposite him, waved to the waiter and ordered a cup of hot coffee.

"There is a party tonight. Samsung's Lee Jae-yong and Mitsui's Kazuo Aoi will come over."

Lin Zitai bit his straw out of boredom and stirred the ice cubes in his coffee: "We will talk about other things first. The issue of the agency rights for the new slow-grain drug will be postponed later."

Zhao Xiaoyou pondered for a moment and then asked: "Do you think the two companies have a strong willingness to cooperate?"

"I think? It's very strong, but in terms of the right to speak, no one is willing to make concessions."

Lin Zitai was surprised, with a smile on his face. Zhao Xiaoyou was able to pay attention to this, indicating that he had conducted a detailed investigation.

They were indifferent to overseas affairs. Lee Jae-yong could have monopolized power, but he took the initiative to introduce the Mitsui Group.

In addition to making money, there is a deeper reason. He wants Samsung Group to completely get rid of the control of Wall Street capital.

After all, the Shadow Emperor of the Cold Country, the president of Liu Shui, who has three stars, still goes to the United States every year to be a dog.

The huge gap in status makes him want to get rid of the control of Wall Street capital every moment.

And not only Li Zaiyong thought about it, but Mitsui Group also thought about it. The two parties came together for this reason in the first place.

Zhao Xiaoyou's ability to pay attention to this point shows that she already has the chips to sit on the poker table and the support from China.

It is not convenient for Lin Zitai to get involved in this kind of thing, but it is convenient for Zhao Xiaoyou and even more convenient for the Zhao family.

China is also happy to see this scene. Anyway, it supports verbally without paying too much price.

The three parties will first start cooperation in a single field to see the reaction of Laos and the United States, and then gradually extend it to all walks of life.

If something unexpected happens midway, or arouses strong opposition from the United States, the Zhao family will be abandoned.

Lin Zitai was suddenly curious and smiled meaningfully: "Does your family know about this?"

Zhao Xiaoyou was more ruthless than he imagined, taking the entire Zhao family as a bet, just to bet on his own future.

Everyone is happy if they win, and Zhao Xiaoyou becomes the representative of cooperation between China and Japan and South Korea. If they lose, the Zhao family will probably be completely devastated.

The Zhao family probably didn't know about this, or they didn't know much about this matter, and they thought it was a simple business, otherwise they wouldn't have agreed.

For a family that has enjoyed generations of wealth, stability is the prerequisite. Greater power is not possible, and it is also for a woman, who regards the future of the entire family as a bargaining chip on the gambling table.

Zhao Xiaoyou snorted coldly: "Why are you so concerned? Do you want to get married? Are you starting to worry about your in-laws?"

"After all, one night of marriage and one hundred nights of grace~" Lin Zitai smiled and touched the back of his neck. The scratches on his back had not completely disappeared.

Zhao Xiaoyou suppressed a smile and said angrily: "How can you be so kind? You must be wishing that I failed."

Lin Zitai lightly teased Zhao Xiaoyou's hair and chuckled: "Terrible woman, are you the roundworm in my belly?"

Zhao Xiaoyou stared angrily and slapped Lin Zitai's palm away: "Let's go, call me later."

Before leaving, he snatched the straw from Lin Zitai's mouth and said angrily: "What a man, you bite the straw."

"..."

Lin Zitai laughed in astonishment.

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In the evening, Lin Zitai and Zhao Xiaoyou were invited to a private high-end club and met Li Zairong and Kazuo Aoi.

One is the chairman of Samsung and the other is vice chairman Mitsui. The influence of the two companies in the two countries is roughly equal to the domestic China Resources Group.

Lin Zitai also introduced Zhao Xiaoyou by the way: "This is Zhao Xiaoyou, general manager of Dexin Trading."

"Ms. Zhao, hello."

Li Zaiyong and Aoi Kazuo smiled, but when they looked at each other, they could see the confusion in the other's eyes.

On such an important occasion, Lin Zitai brought someone he had never met before and was dressed in business attire, obviously to share the cake.

With a look, they made a decision to put aside the issue of the right to speak and plan to speak to the outside world unanimously.

"Ms. Zhao, I have other projects I would like to discuss with you two later. It has nothing to do with magic power."

Lin Zitai smiled calmly, saw what the two were thinking, and vaccinated them in advance.

Zhao Xiaoyou's appearance was not to divide the cake they had already distributed, but to get another new piece of cake.

After all, no matter how much Lin Zitai supports Zhao Xiaoyou, he will not destroy his cooperative relationship with Mitsui Samsung because of her.

The two of them suddenly realized that most of the stones hanging in their hearts had fallen to the ground, as long as it was not a magic drink.

As the initiator of the project and the owner of Mojin, they could accept Lin Zitai sitting back and enjoying the results, but they could not accept the intervention of others.

If it's the Asian agency rights for new slow-grain drugs, that's a different story. After all, there's not even a single horoscope, so whoever Lin Zitai wants to participate is qualified to participate.

"You two, I have reviewed the company's financial situation and its future plans. I agree with Chairman Li's suggestion to invest an additional US$4 million."

Lin Zitai smiled and did not send Zhao Xiaoyou away. Instead, he told her his views and decision on the matter in front of her.

It said that it has entrusted a third-party financial institution to conduct a re-evaluation of the current valuation.

At the same time, the South Asian market will also be allocated. In the future, Laos, Thailand and Myanmar will belong to Samsung, and Malay and Singapore will belong to Mitsui.

Allow them to support local agents. In the future, everyone will keep their own business and separate markets to avoid cross-selling.

Lin Zitai suggested setting up a board of directors, with executive directors rotating every two years, and performance evaluation being used to determine the next appointment.

Lin Zitai looked at Kazuo Aoi: "President Li will be the one this year. President Aoi, do you have any objections?"

A bald middle-aged man in his forties looks honest and honest, and his smile makes him look even more harmless.

If you only look at people based on appearance, you will suffer a big loss, because the other party once led the acquisition of Japan's Sakura Bank, establishing Mitsui Bank's leading position in Japan.

Kazuo Kurai frowned and looked at Li Zairong again: "No objection."

Both parties hold more than 85% of the shares, and Mitsui only holds 12.5% ​​of the shares. Even if he has objections, it will be useless.

Moreover, their original intention was to increase their shareholding and did not want Samsung to monopolize power. Although Lin Zitai had a conciliatory tone, it was also the best decision for them.

As long as they fight for a few more years, the shares they hold will not be less than Samsung. It is nothing more than letting Samsung Group take the pressure for two years. They are patient and can afford to wait.

Lin Zitai looked at Li Zairong again: "Where are you?"

Li Zaiyong smiled: "It's hard to refuse such kindness."

It is still beneficial to get to know Lin Zitai first. At least at critical times, he will not support others.

(End of this chapter)