Vol 6 Chapter 707: Get angry

Seeing Feng Yiping's reaction so harsh, Mr. Luo suddenly became anxious. Wang Po sold melons, boasted, and sold it for the price. It was not a cherished broom, let alone Qimonda was not his.

Peter Bauer stood up almost at the same time as Feng Yiping, and reached out to stop Feng Yiping, but his eyes looked at Mr. Luo with an undisguised anger.

That anger may include what was accumulated during previous quarrels, but now it suddenly broke out. Luo always felt that he could definitely melt the steel used to make two claw knives (a kind of curved blade portable knives popular in Malaysia and Indonesia).

He also stood up, "Mr. Feng, I don't mean anything else. I just said that we may have to wait until Samsung's Kwon Wu-hyun arrives. After listening to their terms, we can discuss further."

Feng Yiping waved his hand and sat back, "I understand, I fully understand,"

He looked at President Luo who had not yet sat down, "Mr. Luo, you should know about the Spring Festival, right?"

Hearing Feng Yiping's words, Mr. Luo wanted to say, I don't know, but how could he really dare to speak nonsense with his eyes open?

You are a Malaysian, dare to say that you don't know the Spring Festival?

"I know, I'm sorry to let you..."

Who knows that Feng Yiping didn’t expect his answer. He looked at Infineon’s CEO Peter Bauer, “Mr. Bauer, you may have heard of the Chinese New Year, but you may not know the importance of this festival. ,"

"It's your most important holiday," Peter Bower said.

"It's very important. If you want to compare with your holiday, you must at least add your Thanksgiving and Christmas together to compare with it," Feng Yiping said.

"At this time of year, the Chinese, who are more than the total population of Europe, will do everything possible to rush home to reunite with their families and celebrate the holidays."

"But I just got home. Because of Qimonda, I left my family and flew over all night."

"Because I heard Cummins, who was in contact with you, and your bankruptcy client Goldman Sachs said that if you can't find investors or takeovers, Qimonda will go bankrupt immediately,"

"Well, I didn't even spend the Spring Festival with my family, so I rushed over, but now that I come, you are not in a hurry, saying that you will have to wait for the people from Samsung to arrive before you can further discuss related matters."

"I just want to ask," he said with a cold face, pointing at Peter Bauer and President Luo, and then at himself, "Do you know who I am?"

Mr. Luo, who had not yet sat down, saw Feng Yiping's face change all at once, and felt that he had better not sit down.

"Do you know how precious my time is?"

"Mr. Feng, I'm sorry..." This is Peter Bauer.

With a "pop", Feng Yiping slapped on the coffee table and looked straight at President Luo, "Let me wait for the president of Samsung Semiconductor? You can call Samsung's President Lee now and see if he dares Dare to let me wait for him for ten hours?"

The words echoed in the cafe, sounding as wild as the wind on the top of the Alps at this time.

Mr. Luo's legs trembled again. It is really rude to say that. Feng Yiping's company is also world-renowned, and it should be a company even more popular than Samsung.

As one of the top ten richest people in the world, Feng Yiping’s personal wealth is several times that of Samsung's chairman Lee, so that it is hard for him to wait for a company head under Samsung Electronics under the Samsung Group.

But it's normal for me to do this.

Of course, Qimonda can only sell a good price when there are at least two people robbing it.

Besides, I never heard that Feng Yiping has such a bad temper!

"Sorry Feng, I..."

Feng Yiping stood up and walked to him with a hand in his arms, "Oh, you don't have President Li's phone number, do you,"

President Luo blushed. Of course, this is not what he wanted to say, but President Li's call, he really didn't have it.

Feng Yiping walked around him for a while, then returned to his seat and sat down, "You don’t even have a phone number for Samsung President Lee, and I’m in front of you, but you still want me to wait for more than ten hours. ?"

He stretched out a thumbs up, "Mr. Luo, you are awesome! You fully let me appreciate the style of a top professional manager."

Mr. Luo's face at this time looked very similar to the roast duck at night, and it was quite weird against the white hair.

Peter Bauer rushed in front of him and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, our arrangement is indeed very improper, but I think you can understand our feelings. After all, Qimonda is a very important asset for us, and we all hope this Some assets can have a bid commensurate with its value,"

At this time, he actually hated Luo always hated to death.

It's all about this time, and there are still people buying it, so be more refreshed and avoid those silly intestines.

This is the opinion he has argued with Mr. Luo several times today. Those colleagues who are involved in storage are absolutely unreliable. They will just applaud and watch, and it's not bad if they don't kick a few kicks. How can it be possible?

Wasn't their reply to Qimonda very clear?

But on such occasions, it's not easy for him to openly split with Mr. Luo-that would be even more laughable.

Hearing what he said, Mr. Luo finally got his waist straighter. He looked at Feng Yiping, “President Feng, I shoulder the fiduciary responsibility of the board of directors. I must also be responsible to all Qimonda employees. I admit that I arranged this way. It is a bit rude, but I am also loyal to my duty. I believe that you will be able to understand."

Feng Yiping looked at him and shook his head, "I can't understand it at all!"

"I have not managed any of my companies to the point where they cannot continue to operate and need to go bankrupt and sold,"

Mr. Luo just recovered a little bit, and he blushed again. Do you want to be so tit-for-tat? Do you always sprinkle salt on my wound.

"I have always been merging other companies, and other companies will never have the opportunity to merge my company," Feng Yiping added slowly.

Cummins watched the boss smile for a while, and then became angry without smiling, making Infineon and Qimonda restless. There was an emotion in his heart that was rapidly fermenting, "Cool!"

Gary Cohen watched this scene intently, wonderful! This scene must be told to Lauder verbatim, he thought Lauder would be very happy to hear it.

If this scene can be filmed... He just took out his phone, Feng Yiping glanced over it intentionally or unintentionally, and he quickly put it away.

Such Feng Yiping, he was somewhat afraid to look at each other.

Only Wu Qian had quietly turned on her phone.

Feng Yiping suddenly eased, "There are some things, let's analyze it together."

He leaned lazily on the sofa, "Before today, no company was interested in Qimonda, including Samsung, which explicitly rejected the proposal to invest or acquire Qimonda."

"The reason for this is clear to everyone present. Qimonda's bankruptcy is in their interest. Similarly, after Qimonda declares bankruptcy, it is the most economical behavior to bid for Qimonda's assets."

"But a few hours after I arrived in Munich, the situation suddenly changed. It turned out that those companies became interested in Qimonda. It turned out that everyone expected it to close down earlier. Now, it has become a population that everyone wants Own high-quality assets that can’t be manipulated by others,"

"What is the reason for this change?"

"Because," he pointed to himself again, "I came to Munich,"

"Let me come to Munich in a hurry, so I can get more people to bid on Qimonda?"

What he said, neither Peter Bauer nor President Luo, could not refute it. From the current factual analysis, that is the case.

It seems that Feng Yiping is their tool for raising prices.

Cummins' eyes swept over the faces of those on the opposite side, wanting to use our boss?

Mr. Luo's waist bent down ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and his speech was no longer so unhurried, "Mr. Feng, you misunderstood, we don't mean this at all..."

Feng Yiping didn't listen to his explanation at all, "Then it's the question from the beginning, do you know who I am?"

"Who do you think of me?"

"Huh?" He stretched his nose, and scanned the people of those two houses with a cold face.

For those people, the warm cafe is as cold as the Alps.

President Luo seemed to be frozen at this time, and he dared not move.

Even Gary Cohen stared at his toes obediently at this time, and his venting sound was deliberately muted.

Feng Yiping stood up and told Wu Qian, "Notify the crew, we will go to England right away,"

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