In a 57-storey office building in the financial center of London’s New Town, the most stable-looking Phil came forward, and Yi Chen rented half of the 23rd-storey office building and hung up a metal smelter called Star. The brand of the export company. Everything was completed in only three days. The place where the office was located used to be the office of a small company. I don’t know if it was due to bankruptcy or for some reason. Phil rented it for three years at a price below the market price.

Yi Chen and Fatadio are quite satisfied with this office space, at least they seem to have such a little style.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Chen called another boss in London: "Dear David, can you do me a favor?" David said with a hypocritical enthusiasm: "Of course, China Easy, we are friends, and it is necessary to help each other."

Yi Chen smiled with his surname, and said: "Then, I am going to donate 10 million pounds to the archives of the Royal Academy of Great Britain. Can you help me with this?"

David asked in a puzzled way: "Can't you solve these things by yourself? Do you still need help with donations... Well, oh, I see, then, you'd better prepare another five million pounds, and I need to do it up and down. Now, you know that the second half of the year is coming soon, and you'd better familiarize yourself with the relevant etiquette. Also, everything must be kept secret, otherwise, it’s ugly. You know, my relationship with them is Slightly familiar with each other, they are not people of our class."

Yi Chen said ok, hung up the phone, and smiled at Fatadio: "Everything is ok. There are still two months left to be the honoring ceremony of the British royal family in the second half of the year. It is now the easiest to get a lifelong knighthood. ."

Fatadio shook his hands and laughed: "According to the practice of the British royal family, two hundred years later, the entire British people will call each other Mr. Sir...Hahahaha...Is it possible to buy with money? What?"

Yi Chen smiled sarcastically: "Nowadays, many real decent people in Britain refuse to receive awards, but those of us who need to be bleached are still happy to enshroud ourselves with the golden halo of aristocracy. "

Feili walked in with two cups of coffee, put them in front of them, and then got tired of Yi Chen's body. Yi Chen gently stroked her little hand and smiled and said, "Now, in Manchester, we also have a very good goal. The Manchester United Metal Smelting Company has been losing money for seven consecutive years. , His boss is about to sell him, but no one is ready to take over. It is estimated that his price is around 90 million pounds. Although the factory is not big, as long as we add a little broken boiler or something, we can do some tricks on the registered capital. , We are also eligible to be listed."

Fatadio nodded, showing a hint of a smile, picked up the coffee, carefully controlled his trembling hands not to spill the coffee, and drank it all in one gulp and said: "Our boss really found the right partner to cooperate with, and can use such a fast efficiency. You are the first one of our previous partners to get things done."

Yi Chen smiled, nodded softly, and accepted his compliment with a kind of subtlety peculiar to Chinese people.

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Two months later, Yi Chen, the rogue leader, was impressively dressed in a luxurious dress and Feili with a jewel worth hundreds of millions by her side. She was top-sounding with outstanding people from all walks of life in the British Empire and accepted the Queen’s offer. Honor.

Fatadio, who was watching the ceremony below, didn’t know what method was used to get the invitation. His eyes had narrowed into a gap. As long as Yi Chen had such a lifelong knight title, it would be for them to acquire the steel factory and Going public has great benefits. After all, the United Kingdom is still a conservative country until now, and the nobility is still very powerful in their society.

After the awarding ceremony, ignoring the whispers of the reporters, Yi Chen whizzed away with a group of people. A row of eight luxurious BMWs highlighted his power, but it made the reporters of the big and small media confused. They all inquired: "Who is this and why he was awarded the honor by the Queen" Of course, they would never have thought that a certain committee chairman under the royal family of their sacred British Empire was smiling and looking at the numbers added to his passbook.

Leaving Buckingham Palace, where the honors were awarded, Yi Chen's motorcade merged with Fatadio's motorcade, and a group of people ran directly to the train station and drove towards Manchester. All the time was just right, and no one minute was wasted. Less than five minutes after they got on the train, the train left the station. Fatadio seems to have a little special cleanliness, insisting on packing a carriage.

Negotiations for the acquisition of this steel plant were conducted in the private residence of their current boss.

The red-faced British fat man said solemnly: "Gentlemen, I am glad that you are interested in my factory... My United Smelting Company is an ancient enterprise with a history of more than 100 years, and it has a very good place. The social reputation and prestige of the company are extremely high in the industry. You will never regret choosing my company."

Yi Chen unceremoniously interrupted his words: "Dear Mr. Bi Li, honesty cannot be exchanged for white money. Only clever management methods and strong economic strength can make an ancient glory. The company with a good social surplus and reputation has become a hen that lays golden eggs."

Bi Li rolled his eyes and ran directly to the subject: "I ask for 130 million pounds, and you can get my company's factory buildings, land use rights and machinery. You must understand that the asking price is very reasonable."

Yi Chen blew his whistle and slumped on the sofa indifferently and said, "According to the size of your company and the cost of those machines, well, it's reasonable to ask for a higher price."

Bi Li was happy, haha ​​said: "Then, my dear, are you ready to sign the agreement now?"

Fatadio smiled nervously next to him, watching Bi Li as if a pig was being played by the insidious Yi Chen.

Yi Chen rebuffed: "No, I will never buy your company for 130 million yuan. He is not worth the price, and your company is definitely not worth the price."

Bi Li's self-esteem seemed to have been hurt, and he stood up abruptly: "Sir, you don't speak too much..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Yi Chen snorted: "Your right to use the land will expire in less than five years. Your factory is in dilapidated condition, and your machine is an old product 20 years ago. Even your workers... Dear God, if your factory has a group of capable and hard-working workers, will it have suffered losses for seven consecutive years. If your company is operating well, would you sell it to us?"

Bi Li opened his mouth: "How much are you going to pay?" At this moment, in Bi Li's pig-like eyes flashed with fox-like gazes.

Yi Chen said: "80 million pounds, one price, there is nothing to discuss, either you sell it to me, or you find another buyer."

Bi Li shook his head quickly: "Impossible, your offer is too cruel, I absolutely cannot accept it, then, we have nothing to talk about."

Yi Chen tilted his head and looked at Bi Li, showing a weird smile: "If, what if I take it with the bill in your hand, if, together with your factory's union, take it? Your factory is in debt. The amount is about 20 million. Also, according to the general purchase contract, the new boss has the right not to accept the previous workers. Then, do you say that the thousands of workers in your factory will trouble you or will you ask me? What do you think the Manchester Magistrates Court will pronounce"

Yi Chen quickly stood up and said, "Forget it, since Mr. Bi Li is unwilling, then let's go. Anyway, we have acquired a lot of objects. It may not necessarily be necessary to acquire Mr. Bi Li."

Bi Li quickly stepped forward and took Yi Chen's hand with a flat smile: "Sir, let's discuss it more carefully. Are you saying that the debts of the company are also taken over by the workers?"

Yi Chen nodded.

In the end, Biliduo asked for three million pounds, and his small steel plant was transferred to a smelting company jointly controlled by Yi Chen and Fatadio’s boss.

Ignoring Bili’s invitation to them to attend the dinner, Yi Chen escorted him directly to the local court and a series of related political axe departments. In one night, the brand of Bili United Smelter was changed to Star Metal Smelting Import and Export Company. . At the same time, members of the local trade union supervised the entire acquisition process. They were satisfied that Yi Chen didn't want to fire any worker, and at the same time gave a very generous one month's extra salary.

After staying in Manchester for a week, Yi Chen checked the value of the current factory with several financial experts brought by Fatadio, and then reported the total asset value after the reorganization by various illegal methods. . Yi Chen kept saying that a huge investment in Russia was about to arrive, so the bosses of the local industrial and commercial circles in Manchester were surprised to see that the broken steel plant in Old Bili, the total self-production after the reorganization reached 2 billion. Stunning figures for the pound sterling.

Yi Chen looked at these reports satisfactorily in the hotel, smiled and said: "As long as these reports are approved locally, we can apply for listing directly. I am not very familiar with the stock market, so I rely on you."

Those big-faced Russians proudly said: "Don't worry, Mr. Yi, we will never let go of such a rich place in the UK market. Our combination has never made a mistake, you The investment is absolutely guaranteed."

Yi Chen smiled and said to Fatadio with a smile: "My dear, your subordinates are very confident... Well, of course, I hope that such self-confidence can be retained until the end... The Chinese are polite. I’m a Chinese nation, so I won’t do anything unusual to my friends, but I’m a different kind of Chinese, so I’ll warn you in advance that if there is any abnormality in my investment, I will kill your boss first, and then Play with you slowly."

Fatadio smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Yi, don't worry, everything is okay."

Yi Chen nodded, stood up and said, "I hope so. You Russia still hasn't conquered Chechnya. If I send someone to plant a hundred bombs on your boss's site, what do you think will happen? So, the money I invested, You can't make a mistake... After all, it's not easy to make money this year."

Fatadio nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I can understand you."

Yi Chen laughed with satisfaction: "Then, very good. I'm going to solve the problem of the 20 million debt. If someone asks for debt, we can't ignore it. But, 20 million is money. Especially when I took up 45 shares in it, I didn't want to go out for 9 million pounds unjustly, so I had to go there myself. Gore, get the car ready."

After Yi Chen left, Fatadio whispered several financial experts and said: "You should be careful. If there is a mistake this time, you don't need your boss to come out and kill you. All of us can't leave the UK. This guy is cruel and cruel. Moreover, even the biggest family in Moscow can't figure out his details, do you understand?" These people nodded quickly and agreed.

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It was a local private bank that came to collect debts. Bili once borrowed 20 million pounds from them as working capital due to business problems to pay workers' salaries, coal purchases, and so on. Now that Bili’s company has changed its boss, they are in a hurry, and they hurriedly come to the door for a claim. Although I have heard of the strength of the new boss, there are too many fraud cases in the mall after all, and geniuses know whether there will be any problems. They trust Bi Li, a native of Manchester, but they don't trust these Londoners from London.

Yi Chen met their boss in the bank’s general manager’s office and said straightforwardly: “We hope that we will return to your bank for the 20 million loan granted to us after our smelter returns to normal operations.”

The boss of the bank was a little embarrassed: "Dear Mr. Yi, what you asked for is really..."

Yi Chen smiled: "Mr. Green, your business is an old bank with a very good reputation. I believe you will not be in a hurry just because of the mere 20 million pounds."

The pure-looking Green nodded honestly and said: "20 million pounds is not a problem, but we must be responsible for our depositors. To be honest, for Mr. Billy, although we know that there are some problems with his business, he is after all It's a well-known person in our place. We trust him. And you, never had any dealings with our bank. Our trustworthiness towards you is still zero, and our board of directors will not rest assured..."

Yi Chen interrupted his nagging: "Aha, dear Mr. Green, are you talking about honesty and honesty? So, how much honesty do you think your motherland, the sacred British Empire, has?"

Sure enough, just like any conservative orthodox English gentleman, Green stood up and waved his hands excitedly and said: "Dear British Empire, his integrity is unlimited. He is a great sacred empire. Do you doubt her integrity"

Yi Chen raised his brows, smiled shamelessly and said, "So, what do you think of the nobility of the British Empire?"

Green smiled: "They are all noble people, and their integrity is unlimited because of the British Empire. They are gentlemen, and gentlemen will not give up their status and dignity because of a small amount of money."

Yi Chen laughed: "So, do you think that I, a winner of the Order of the British Emperor, a lifetime knight of the British Empire, will give up my status and honor for a mere 20 million pounds?"

Green stared at Yi Chen dumbfounded: "Yes... I'm sorry, you are a lifelong jazz god, sorry, I don't know, you, are you really..."

Yi Chen carefully took out his medal from the inner pocket on his chest. The iron piece, which cost about 100 pounds to manufacture, was kept by Yi Chen in a very precious crystal box. Yi Chen smiled and said: "I just accepted the honor of the great queen, and I am honored to be included in the ranks of the lifelong knights of the British Empire. Sorry, I didn't intentionally bring it to show off, but because, for the sake of business, I accepted the medal. Came here directly. In order to show my respect for the royal family of the British Empire, I deliberately put it on my chest for storage."

Green looked at the medal enviously, nodded and said, "I believe in your strength, but, Mr. Yi, how can I explain it to the board of directors?"

Yi Chen groaned for a while, smiled and shook the medal in his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "Well, you put an advertisement in the local newspaper, saying that in order to support our company's operation, your bank invested 100 million yuan. For a pound investment, you actually only need to invest 80 million pounds. Of course, when you sign an agreement with us, we will repay your loan at a certain interest return rate, which is good for us. Our large investment It has not yet arrived, and your investment will be our most recent start-up capital."

Green thought for a long time. . .

Three hours later, Green’s bank passed Yichen’s proposal. Yichen promised to give them a certain interest rate return. The good reputation of Green Bank in Manchester has virtually increased the surplus of Yichen’s new company. Integrity.

After leaving Green’s bank, Yi Chen curled his mouth and threw the box with the medal that was so precious just now on the seat. He lit a cigar and said, “It’s really strange, don’t these people know? The so-called vanity and fame are vain, and only actual interests are the most beautiful?"

The subordinates laughed. . .

In any case, with Green's bank as a backer pulled over by Yichen's fan, and it will be operated in Manchester in the future, everything is much easier.