Chapter 100 Help(2/2)
He didn't make a sound until his slender and white hands pressed the last accent on the keys to complete the entire song.
The old man couldn't help but start applauding and said with a smile: "If you were born fifty years ago, even performers like Lang Lang would have to bow to your feet."
The man turned around, smiled, revealing his neat and white teeth: "Langlang is dead. I have seen videos sent by the surveillance personnel from Hong Kong——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
As he said that, the man stood up from the piano stool, walked to the dining table, picked up the cup containing lemonade and took a few sips, and took a breath. He stared at the old man, his eyes flashing with a light of wisdom and confidence.
"Dear uncle, you came to me here for the sake of the "Shengfei" group?"
The old man spread his hands and his expression was very satisfied: "There is a kind of person in this world called "genius". And you, Sibo, are undoubtedly the most outstanding person among geniuses.
The young man named Sibo waved his hand modestly: "If I guess correctly, you should be worried about whether you should agree to Lin Feihu's request?"
The old man nodded, and his eyes became serious: "I am a little confused. How can I say that those who have lost their loved ones deserve sympathy."
Sibo directly grasped the core of the problem: "In other words, from the perspective of interests, the assets of the "Shengfei" group submitted by Lin Feihu are not enough for us to help him?"
"You're right."
The old man paused: "But"
"Then there is nothing but———"
Sibo smiled, but his tone was unquestionable and determined: "It is not a peaceful time. No matter how many banknotes are, they are waste paper. Population and materials are necessary chips for trading. Since Lin Feihu can't come up with more things, we cannot get the chestnut for him. Kunming is too far from here. According to the plan, it belongs to the area that we will develop in the second and third steps. The consortium has collected as many as 160,000 slaves from the eastern region. Our biggest problem at present is to digest them as soon as possible so that the food produced can meet normal consumption. As for other things, we must give up."
After a pause, Sibo continued: "Uncle, the world is full of opportunities now, and it is the best time for the rise of the Gao Consortium. In dealing with specific affairs, it is necessary to distinguish between importance. Population and food are the foundation, and there are also military strengthening agents. If resources are wasted for other auxiliary goals, we will eventually get nothing.
"I think the same as you."
The old man was still a little hesitant: "But you have to consider other people's ideas. For example, my close servant, he felt that Lin Feihu deserves sympathy for Xiaobo. In addition to interests, we should also pay attention to human feelings."
"Then give Lin Feihu to Ouyang Junlin's group of people———"
Chapter completed!