Chapter 385 In the way of him, he is also in the body
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Nu Mu Jin Gang
Qin Chuan glanced at the news on his phone and just smiled lightly, without clicking on it to read it carefully.
For him, Great Britain's apology was expected and did not arouse any interest.
His threshold has been raised a lot.
Only when the king abdicates the day can he become truly excited.
Wang Lin finished the large portion of duck blood and vermicelli soup in front of him and asked the boss to add another portion.
"Mr. Qin, regarding short selling, now that Great Britain has apologized, we seem to have no reason to go short selling again. If we insist on doing it, I am afraid it will be a bit unscrupulous and will be criticized by others."
After Wang Lin finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had made a mistake.
Having been involved in the business world for many years, he was also stimulated to the point of losing his mind by the great good news today.
Fortunately, Qin Chuan didn't care what he said.
"Mr. Wang, today's world is different from what you knew before."
Wang Lin heard this and sat upright, like a student, listening to the teacher's teachings.
"Please tell me sir."
"You think that you are doing short selling, which is a disgraceful and bad thing, and that you are massacring them, right? From an ideological and moral level, you feel that doing so is very inappropriate and disrespectful, right?"
Wang Lin looked away and did not answer the question.
His answer was without words.
Is it still a good thing to short a country's finance?
Qin Chuan could tell Wang Lin's answer from his expression.
He smiled and said, "Why do you, the older generation of entrepreneurs, always get suppressed by Western countries and why do you always move forward with a heavy burden? It's because your concepts are backward."
"Concept?" Wang Lin asked in a low voice, confused.
"The concept of doing things. When doing things, you can't just start from your own point of view, you have to find the reasons from the other party. Just like I want to short Great Britain, it's not because it offends me. It's because they have internal problems and they don't know it. We are short. , is to remind them, help them discover problems, and solve them for them. This is the way we do short selling! I am a teacher of justice. Isn’t this a famous teacher? I did something for them A good thing, isn't it just a response to their apology today. I repay kindness with kindness, isn't that a good story?"
Wang Lin was stunned.
He never thought that someone would talk about making money as being kind and righteous.
"When facing Westerners, we can no longer use Confucian ideas to treat each other with the etiquette, justice and shame of our ancients. This is like playing the harp to a cow, we are enjoying ourselves, and others treat us as fools. We should use their thinking and their strong words. . Treat them the way they treat them, and treat them the same way you treat them. After all, it’s not like you can’t defeat these turtles. Don’t have any psychological burden, don’t feel that there is anything right or wrong, and don’t feel that you have to leave a thin line in your life. Good to meet. After a huge event, how many people can survive? How many new people will come to power. Only the winner can see the new faces that keep appearing, and the new faces tell a new story with you. You have to be clear, we are not family members, nor do we have a solid friendship with them. Everything is just business."
Qin Chuan paused and continued, "You don't have to worry about the world's order becoming chaotic after the fall of a once great country. We help them get rid of their inner demons, and it doesn't end there. We also need to help them rebuild and let them have A brand new home.”
After hearing Qin Chuan's last words, Wang Lin froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning.
Wang Lin knew Qin Chuan's previous methods, but he only learned about them from his son.
Now that he heard it with his own ears, he felt that the young man in front of him was so terrifying and so difficult to fathom.
A business that kills people and kills people will not give up until the bones are broken and the marrow is sucked out...
terrible...
terrible...
At the same time, Wang Lin was also glad that his Wang family did not make a mistake in the most critical step.
If we survive this disaster, it is really possible to continue our prosperity and wealth for several more decades.
Wang Lin, who had no appetite for a long time, had a great appetite today.
I ate two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup and more than ten pot stickers.
He took out two pieces of paper and wiped his mouth.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for clearing up the confusion."
"Don't eat more?"
"I should go back and plan the next operations."
"By the way, Meite Garment Factory is now leaderless..."
Wang Lin smiled and said, "I understand this is a small matter. When I get back, I will ask someone to issue an OA and ask your father to condescend to come to the factory to serve as the director."
Qin Chuan nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it seems my dad will have to wait for another two years before he can retire."
After saying that, Qin Chuan stood up and watched Wang Lin leave.
Qin Guoming watched the other party's leaving figure, a little reluctant to leave.
"Why did the conversation end so quickly? Leave like this? Xiaochuan, why don't you stay with me for one night? I feel like there are still many things that I haven't discussed with him properly."
In fact, what Qin Guoming wanted to say more was that without taking a photo together, he could post it on Moments.
"Dad, I am anxious to go back and send OA and inform the whole group. From now on, you will be the new director of Meite Garment Factory!"
Qin Guoming was stunned, "Xiaochuan... should I be the factory director?"
Qin Chuan smiled and nodded happily.
"You are confused..."
Qin Chuan had a question mark.
"What's wrong, Dad? Ever since I could remember when I was a child, you have always dreamed of becoming the director of Meite Clothing Factory one day. Now your dream has come true, you..."
"You said it was when I was a kid... I heard at the time that the factory director could get a salary of several thousand or tens of thousands per month. Of course I would be envious... But now, I save money in my own pocket, and the interest every day is more than... That's a little bit. I still want to be a shitty factory manager... I work as a hammer... I want to enjoy life..."
Qin Chuan's mouth twitched...
It turns out that the person I can’t see through the most is my father...
Soon, the Qin family all finished eating.
After wiping their mouths, everyone remembered a very important question.
That's tonight, where will you sleep? !
We can't move into our new home until tomorrow, and we're doing the final dusting and cleaning today, so we definitely won't be able to sleep.
The old factory dormitories were taken over and emptied out.
Going back was just a mess.
"Tian Xin, please check, which is the best hotel in Jiangning? Is there a Hilton Hotel?"
As a Jiangning native, I lived in Jiangning for the first 20 years of my life.
Qin Chuan really doesn't know which hotel is the best in Jiangning.
After all, under his previous conditions, he had no chance to gain access to this field of knowledge.
When Tian Xin heard this, he went to stay in the hotel.
That's not a good meal that can be brutally slaughtered.
She quickly searched the Internet.
Soon, the results came out.
"The best hotel in Jiangning is the Hilton Garden Inn next to East Lake Park."
"Hilton's Garden brand..." Qin Chuan was a little disappointed
Qin Guoming asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Xiaochuan? Is there something wrong with this hotel?"
Qin Chuan explained, "This brand can only be regarded as a mid-level brand in the Silton Group..."
For him, Great Britain's apology was expected and did not arouse any interest.
His threshold has been raised a lot.
Only when the king abdicates the day can he become truly excited.
Wang Lin finished the large portion of duck blood and vermicelli soup in front of him and asked the boss to add another portion.
"Mr. Qin, regarding short selling, now that Great Britain has apologized, we seem to have no reason to go short selling again. If we insist on doing it, I am afraid it will be a bit unscrupulous and will be criticized by others."
After Wang Lin finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had made a mistake.
Having been involved in the business world for many years, he was also stimulated to the point of losing his mind by the great good news today.
Fortunately, Qin Chuan didn't care what he said.
"Mr. Wang, today's world is different from what you knew before."
Wang Lin heard this and sat upright, like a student, listening to the teacher's teachings.
"Please tell me sir."
"You think that you are doing short selling, which is a disgraceful and bad thing, and that you are massacring them, right? From an ideological and moral level, you feel that doing so is very inappropriate and disrespectful, right?"
Wang Lin looked away and did not answer the question.
His answer was without words.
Is it still a good thing to short a country's finance?
Qin Chuan could tell Wang Lin's answer from his expression.
He smiled and said, "Why do you, the older generation of entrepreneurs, always get suppressed by Western countries and why do you always move forward with a heavy burden? It's because your concepts are backward."
"Concept?" Wang Lin asked in a low voice, confused.
"The concept of doing things. When doing things, you can't just start from your own point of view, you have to find the reasons from the other party. Just like I want to short Great Britain, it's not because it offends me. It's because they have internal problems and they don't know it. We are short. , is to remind them, help them discover problems, and solve them for them. This is the way we do short selling! I am a teacher of justice. Isn’t this a famous teacher? I did something for them A good thing, isn't it just a response to their apology today. I repay kindness with kindness, isn't that a good story?"
Wang Lin was stunned.
He never thought that someone would talk about making money as being kind and righteous.
"When facing Westerners, we can no longer use Confucian ideas to treat each other with the etiquette, justice and shame of our ancients. This is like playing the harp to a cow, we are enjoying ourselves, and others treat us as fools. We should use their thinking and their strong words. . Treat them the way they treat them, and treat them the same way you treat them. After all, it’s not like you can’t defeat these turtles. Don’t have any psychological burden, don’t feel that there is anything right or wrong, and don’t feel that you have to leave a thin line in your life. Good to meet. After a huge event, how many people can survive? How many new people will come to power. Only the winner can see the new faces that keep appearing, and the new faces tell a new story with you. You have to be clear, we are not family members, nor do we have a solid friendship with them. Everything is just business."
Qin Chuan paused and continued, "You don't have to worry about the world's order becoming chaotic after the fall of a once great country. We help them get rid of their inner demons, and it doesn't end there. We also need to help them rebuild and let them have A brand new home.”
After hearing Qin Chuan's last words, Wang Lin froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning.
Wang Lin knew Qin Chuan's previous methods, but he only learned about them from his son.
Now that he heard it with his own ears, he felt that the young man in front of him was so terrifying and so difficult to fathom.
A business that kills people and kills people will not give up until the bones are broken and the marrow is sucked out...
terrible...
terrible...
At the same time, Wang Lin was also glad that his Wang family did not make a mistake in the most critical step.
If we survive this disaster, it is really possible to continue our prosperity and wealth for several more decades.
Wang Lin, who had no appetite for a long time, had a great appetite today.
I ate two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup and more than ten pot stickers.
He took out two pieces of paper and wiped his mouth.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for clearing up the confusion."
"Don't eat more?"
"I should go back and plan the next operations."
"By the way, Meite Garment Factory is now leaderless..."
Wang Lin smiled and said, "I understand this is a small matter. When I get back, I will ask someone to issue an OA and ask your father to condescend to come to the factory to serve as the director."
Qin Chuan nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it seems my dad will have to wait for another two years before he can retire."
After saying that, Qin Chuan stood up and watched Wang Lin leave.
Qin Guoming watched the other party's leaving figure, a little reluctant to leave.
"Why did the conversation end so quickly? Leave like this? Xiaochuan, why don't you stay with me for one night? I feel like there are still many things that I haven't discussed with him properly."
In fact, what Qin Guoming wanted to say more was that without taking a photo together, he could post it on Moments.
"Dad, I am anxious to go back and send OA and inform the whole group. From now on, you will be the new director of Meite Garment Factory!"
Qin Guoming was stunned, "Xiaochuan... should I be the factory director?"
Qin Chuan smiled and nodded happily.
"You are confused..."
Qin Chuan had a question mark.
"What's wrong, Dad? Ever since I could remember when I was a child, you have always dreamed of becoming the director of Meite Clothing Factory one day. Now your dream has come true, you..."
"You said it was when I was a kid... I heard at the time that the factory director could get a salary of several thousand or tens of thousands per month. Of course I would be envious... But now, I save money in my own pocket, and the interest every day is more than... That's a little bit. I still want to be a shitty factory manager... I work as a hammer... I want to enjoy life..."
Qin Chuan's mouth twitched...
It turns out that the person I can’t see through the most is my father...
Soon, the Qin family all finished eating.
After wiping their mouths, everyone remembered a very important question.
That's tonight, where will you sleep? !
We can't move into our new home until tomorrow, and we're doing the final dusting and cleaning today, so we definitely won't be able to sleep.
The old factory dormitories were taken over and emptied out.
Going back was just a mess.
"Tian Xin, please check, which is the best hotel in Jiangning? Is there a Hilton Hotel?"
As a Jiangning native, I lived in Jiangning for the first 20 years of my life.
Qin Chuan really doesn't know which hotel is the best in Jiangning.
After all, under his previous conditions, he had no chance to gain access to this field of knowledge.
When Tian Xin heard this, he went to stay in the hotel.
That's not a good meal that can be brutally slaughtered.
She quickly searched the Internet.
Soon, the results came out.
"The best hotel in Jiangning is the Hilton Garden Inn next to East Lake Park."
"Hilton's Garden brand..." Qin Chuan was a little disappointed
Qin Guoming asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Xiaochuan? Is there something wrong with this hotel?"
Qin Chuan explained, "This brand can only be regarded as a mid-level brand in the Silton Group..."
