Hello, 1983

Smith is the general agent of Citibank in Russia. In the process of buying bonds in the past few years, he made a small profit by exchanging US dollars for bonds at a low price.

Because of the big business, the Katyusha firm was robbed, and the firm had goods that were more popular than US dollars.

Even so, Smith made billions of dollars for the group, and he was rewarded personally.

Citibank officially became the largest bank in the U.S. the year before last. With this tree backed, Smith certainly has the capital to be proud of.

He came to the city of Buenos Aires to visit the mayor, but when he heard that Mr. Mayor had a guest and could not personally come out to greet him, the God of Wealth, Smith felt a little unhappy.

Under the guidance of the secretaries, Smith came to the VIP room. After entering the door, he saw several Chinese faces sitting around the round table, and he was even more displeased.

In his bones, he has always believed that white people are the best.

Mr. Smith, welcome. Mayor Makaric got up to meet him and hugged Smith warmly.

Liu Qingshan also looked at this Mr. Smith, who was probably in his forties, his hair was a little sparse, but he was meticulously groomed.

Unlike most middle-aged foreigners, who gain weight in middle age, Smith is well-proportioned and well-maintained.

It's just that the eyes look a little aggressive and feel very uncomfortable.

Makaric was the master, so of course he had to introduce him in the middle. He first introduced Smith, who just nodded slightly, without looking directly at Liu Qingshan and the others.

This one is from China...

Makaric was about to introduce Liu Qingshan, but saw Lao Mou standing up happily: Mr. Smith, we meet again, today we will have a drink and rest.

Only then did Smith take a closer look at Lao Mou, and he seemed to remember it. He also laughed and opened his arms: Mu, it's you, it's a pleasure to see you.

When Lao Mou was in Manchuria, he proposed a tripartite plan: the United States would pay the old man, and then Huaxia and Maozi would go out to build the northern Hong Kong Island together, so he dealt with Smith.

With Lao Mou's ability to fool, it is clear that the two sides are relatively happy to get along.

It's just that the mayor is a little puzzled: this Mr. Mu, how can he be so dominant?

The corners of Liu Qingshan's mouth twitched slightly. When Lao Mu stood up just now, he patted his arm lightly, obviously wanting to do something.

Mu, what great plan do you have? Smith chatted with Lao Mou enthusiastically.

Lao Mou laughed: There is really one. We are going to build a Huaxia city on the side of the cloth market. This way, it will be much more convenient to trade.

Sounds like a very good look, Mu, do we need investment from Citibank? Smith is also very interested in this project.

For the current transaction, I still have to go to the big island in the river. It is fine in winter, but it is really inconvenient to take a boat in summer.

And if a Huaxia city is built in the city of cloth, then this trouble will be completely solved.

With Smith's years of investment experience, it is determined that this project is definitely profitable, so he has the idea of ​​​​investing.

Lao Mu smiled and shook his head: We already have investors.

Smith shook his head with disdain in his eyes: Mu, you know, Citibank is the most powerful investment bank.

And I have an idea. We can play a bigger game and set up a free trade zone here, and our goods from the United States can also be shipped. How about it, this is a genius idea!

Lao Mu felt that the heat was about the same, but he was not interested in listening to this foreigner bragging about it, his level was far worse than the others.

So Lao Mou laughed: Mr. Smith, I have no opinion, but my investors will definitely not agree.

Smith, who was in high spirits in the vernacular, was interrupted and a little unhappy: Mu, you can call now and tell your investors that you don't need him anymore. Citibank is your strong backing.

You don't need to call, I can ask now. Lao Mu blinked at Liu Qingshan.

Mr. Liu, what's your opinion?

Liu Qingshan also cooperated with him: In Siberia, Citibank has no proud capital.

The more Smith listened, the more angry he became, and his aggressive eyes shot at Liu Qingshan: Who are you, what a big tone!

He seemed to look familiar to this young man, but relying on the big tree of Citibank, he didn't care who his opponent was.

Mayor Makarich quickly introduced: This is Mr. Mountain, Mr. Smith, don't you know him?

Which Mountain, you, you are...

Smith stood up from his seat, his eyes widened, and he looked at Liu Qingshan incredulously. He probably never expected to meet here anyway.

Finally, the familiar figure in front of him gradually overlapped with the image in his memory. Smith's arrogant face immediately filled with smiles:

Mr. Mountain, it's so unexpected to see you here, please forgive me for not recognizing you!

Faced with a billionaire who ranks at the top of the Forbes list, Smith certainly has no confidence.

Not to mention him, even the shareholders behind Citibank are not enough in front of Liu Qingshan.

Smith knew exactly how many bonds this Mr. Mountain had acquired on Maozi's side.

That is definitely a terrifying figure, so the assets of Mr. Mountain on the Forbes rich list are just the tip of the iceberg.

Old Mou looked at Smith happily and then looked at him, and he was not happy.

This American old man has always acted as a high-ranking person, as if he was born to be superior to others.

Lao Mu also sighed in his heart: This is strength.

Liu Qingshan did not show a lofty attitude. He took the initiative to reach out and shook hands with the other party:

Mr. Smith, I have also cooperated with Citibank, and I am still your customer. Please take care of me in the future.

When he mortgaged the earth network, he borrowed from Citibank, so what Liu Qingshan said was right.

But when Smith heard it, he was frightened: Mr. Mountain, you are too kind, and we are happy to serve you wholeheartedly.

These billionaires are the most popular customers of banks.

Sit down, let's chat. Liu Qingshan gestured with his hand, and then everyone took their seats.

Liu Qingshan continued: The construction of Huaxia City in Buenos Aires will be completed by the cooperation between the Katyusha Commercial Bank and the municipal government. The commercial bank will provide the funds, and the government will sell the land and be responsible for the construction.

At that time, there will be staff from the firm to discuss with you in detail.

Such cooperation, in addition to investment, also involves the distribution of benefits in the future. Of course, this does not require Liu Qingshan to argue with the other party.

Mr. Mayor naturally had no objection, and Mr. Smith didn't say a word, and just listened.

But Liu Qingshan was not going to tell him to run for nothing, and finally looked at Smith cheerfully:

Mr. Smith, our Katyusha firm is going to apply for a loan from Citibank. Please report to the headquarters.

Good, good, willing to serve. Smith couldn't think of his business. Unfortunately, it was just a loan, not an investment.

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to apply for a loan. The Katyusha firm really couldn't get the money to build Huaxia City.

The main reason is that the Katyusha firm's stall is too large, and there are indeed some problems with the capital chain.

While the yields on bonds have been plentiful, so far nothing has returned.

Whether it is oil or natural gas, it is buried underground, and it does not help the Katyusha firm to obtain even a ruble of profit.

On the contrary, in the construction of Tuva, the firm invested a lot of money, spending money like flowing water, and the blood draw was too serious.

When I happened to meet Smith, I might as well take a loan from Citibank to ease the financial crisis.

Of course, Smith doesn't need to worry. He knows all too well that with the oil and gas resources controlled by the Katyusha firm, even if the entire Citibank is loaned out, there is no problem.

The three parties have reached an initial agreement, and for the remaining details, someone will be responsible for the negotiation, and there is basically nothing to do with Liu Qingshan.

His task is to draw the frame.

Seeing Liu Qingshan implement such a major event neatly, Lao Mou also secretly admired:

This matter, if he is allowed to operate, may be able to complete, but it is estimated that there is no ten days and a half months, and it will definitely not be discussed.

Just like Citibank's loan, he has no confidence in negotiating it.

But it was different when it was Mr. Liu. In a word, that Smith nodded and agreed.

This also makes Lao Mou firm his confidence: he will follow President Liu in the future, this is the real big thing!

Wait until noon, on the side of the City Hall, naturally prepare lunch.

I chose the best restaurant in the city of cloth, but the food and beverage here in Maozi is much worse than that in China.

Liu Qingshan only drank a little wine symbolically, and Li Tieniu came forward for the rest.

Mr. Smith didn't know the depth and wanted to challenge Li Tieniu, but the result was predictable, he didn't even go down to the wine table.

Fairy Wood

Fortunately, Maozi was used to seeing such scenes, and no one laughed at him.

After lunch, Liu Qingshan followed Medovitch to the business station and took a break. That night, the group took the train to Gongqingcheng.

The journey was calm, and there was no robbery of Chinese merchants in the carriage. Maybe it was Medovich's men who eliminated the hidden dangers in the bud, right?

Maozi's side is very chaotic now. Killing people and stealing goods is a common occurrence, especially for businessmen from China. Many of them are engaged in border trade business, and they disappear without a sound, and never have a chance to return to their hometown.

When Liu Qingshan and his party got out of the train station, they saw Katyusha, Yin Wannov, and others, and they were greeted outside.

Jiang Shuichang was also among them. Seeing that Liu Qingshan and the others were all packed, Lao Jiang happily greeted them: Come here, and bring so many things.

Li Tieniu said loudly: What are you thinking, it's all things that are given to the family members of the machine factory Gromov and the others. By the way, old Jiang, you can fill me up with a few cases of wine. Those things are dead, and I didn't bring them with me. .

Old Jiang blinked his eyes: I have to do it together, right?