483 Flying Island (2/2)
A year later, 37 Wall Street.
The headquarters of the Li family consortium, inside the president's office on the top floor of the twelfth floor.
Zhou Xingzu leaned down, focused on his heart, staring at the billiards on the table.
Bang.
Push the club in your hand and hit the last red ball on the table into the goal bag.
"Win."
He lifted the cue, picked up the shell powder, wiped the head of the club, and a smile appeared on his face.
Usually at the headquarters, he was idle and had nothing to do. So he asked his assistant to set up a pool table in the office. When he was fine, he would beat snooker alone in the office.
Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this is the president's little hobby for himself to entertain himself. But for Zhou Xingzu, he is actually cultivating his relationship with the revitalizing his right arm.
I saw that one arm was carrying a club on the other end of the table, jumping back and forth at the edge of the table. Seeing Zhou Xingzu win, I activated my right arm and threw the club on the ground impatiently, jumping around with a whimpering sound.
This activated right arm, under the action of psychic technique, is almost equivalent to Zhou Xingzu's other hand.
But wisdom has also been cultivated, which is about the same as a child aged six or seven.
This kind of IQ is also the highest level in revitalizing limbs.
Although it is impossible to execute complex instructions, it is basically understandable that Zhou Xingzu's meaning sometimes goes out to take the initiative to explore. Several "mysterious events" were created in the headquarters building.
Da da da da da.
There was a knock outside the office door.
Zhou Xingzu put the club, picked up a towel to wipe his hands, and said, "Come in."
When I activated my right arm, I suddenly jumped up and hid behind the desk when I heard the sound.
"Mr. Li, Executive Garcia, I hope you have time to talk to you." Assistant Yangma opened the door, stood sideways by the door in a golden roll. At her was the executive of the consortium with a stubborn face.
As the project executive of the Nishima Real Estate Market Plan and an executive of the consortium, Garcia has always been the right-hand man.
I often traveled between Tokyo and New York, but this time I suddenly found him, it must be about the Nishima real estate market.
"Mr. Garcia, please come in, I've been missing for a long time."
Zhou Xingzu smiled, picked up a cup of coffee and delivered it to Garcia.
Although it was his first time in business, and he was the president of a large consortium who led a billion-dollar project, he had already had a high understanding of the ways of official and business. By the end of a year, he had already figured out the style of the mall.
Be friendly and comfortable in dealing with people, perform decisions, and act resolutely.
After several meetings, the senior leaders of the consortium did not dare to openly oppose him.
And many directors secretly praised him and regarded him as the perfect successor.
Garcia wore an eye, from clothes, shoes, to cuffs and brooches, and at first glance she was an elite in the upper class.
After taking a polite sip of coffee, he then fucked a sip of Western choking English and said, "Dear Mr. President, there is a problem with the plan for the Nishima real estate market."
"What's the problem?" Zhou Xingzu narrowed his eyes.
Every decision he made was in line with the exhibition cycle of Hijima.
One billion US dollars of hot money can directly drive the comprehensive economic development of Japan's post-war economy. No matter the government or the private sector, it is impossible for this investment to be rejected.
With this money, the government can quickly expand various industries and benefit the people and support this cabinet more.
So far, from any perspective, it is a win-win situation.
If there will be a sudden problem, it is definitely someone who can find fault.
After all, the real estate speculation is not just about building a building.
Otherwise, if the property is built, who will buy it with the money?
On the contrary, out of the billion US dollars, only a small part of the building was used, or even less than 100 million US dollars. Most of the money was allocated to other industries by the Japanese government.
Used to develop the industrial economy and achieve the goal of "making money with money".
At first glance, Zhou Xingzu was just a boy who gave money, but in fact, he was just raising the pig on Ridao. After one or two years, the people had money in their pockets and were ready to "start a family and start a career" and "class leap", it was the time for Zhou Xingzu to harvest.
By then, the hard-earned money of a generation of island people, plus bank loans, will be all taken into account by Zhou Xingzu.
Moreover, the billion dollars pouring into Hiji Island, some of which the Hiji Island government still has to pay him interest.
This is the real way to play the international consortium.
nation?
In the eyes of these large conglomerates, they are just lambs to be slaughtered.
After all, Japan is still among the top countries and has a certain international status, so even if blood is drawn, it can only draw blood from a generation at most. If it were some countries with backward military equipment and political turmoil, they would even be secretly controlled by international consortiums.
The government has changed one after another, but behind every politician, there is a greedy hungry wolf.
The people of those countries have been standing at the bottom of the world economic chain for generations...
Mr. Garcia heard the problem and sorted out his thoughts before he thought: "It is a plot in Minato District, Tokyo, and I encountered problems in opening."
"Is there something wrong with the government in Tokyo?" Zhou Xingzu has not completely given up during this period and is still quite familiar with the terrain of Japan Island.
First, Tokyo has 23 special districts, which is the origin of the word 20 district in later generations.
But among them, there are only six of the most core city centers.
It is known in total as the "Six Districts of Tokyo", and its status is equal to the third ring road of the motherland.
As for the next other "Tokyo Six Districts", "Tokyo Ten Districts", "Tokyo Metropolitan Circle", etc., that is, the status of the fourth, fifth and sixth ring roads.
Among them, Tokyo Minatoi is not only in its geographical location, but also in its economic center. Many banks, office buildings, and consulates are built here.
It can be seen that the importance of this land and its future value.
"Mr. President, it is not a problem for the government. The current appearance of Hijima is our good friend and is very enthusiastic about our investment." Garcia paused and said: "But Hijima's social form is complex, and sometimes the influence of the government is not enough to determine everything."
“For example, there is also the Yamaguchi Group.”
Garcia shrugged and played American humor: "Those gangsters, as long as they smell the smell of money, they want to sell their butts to you."
"It happened that there were several buildings on this plot, which were the territory of Yamaguchi. Now even if there is a government approval, they still occupy the land."
Zhou Xingzu immediately understood that it seemed that conventional means could not be understood.
In another country, maybe the Li family consortium had already contacted the mercenaries. But they wanted to cooperate with the Hijima government, and the cabinet needed public support.
So it is impossible to play such a big move on the territory of Hijima.
In addition, the Yamaguchi Group is an organization rooted at the bottom of the Hiji Island people, and it is indeed difficult to deal with.
"Come on a flight for me, I want to fly to Hiji Island."
He wanted to go and see if Tomota from Yamaguchi Group was probably working on a plane with him.
Chapter completed!