MTL - Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant-Chapter 20 Take the initiative

  Chapter 20 Take the initiative

  Following Roger to an ordinary-looking bar, the men and women gathered at the door caught his attention, and it seemed that they had to be on the reservation list to go in. The car was handed over to the parking officer, and Roger led them forward. When a burly man wanted to stop them, he took out a black card, shook it and was let go.

Sensing An Feng's gaze, Roger explained: "This is a private bar club, and some celebrities often appear, so the venue is full. Ordinary people who want to come in can only make an appointment a few days in advance, or become its members. Then One way is to do what I did and get the top card from AmEx.”

   "Centurion?" An Feng took the credit card handed by Roger, weighing it very lightly. It is said that it is made of titanium alloy, and the holder is either rich or expensive.

"Amex will decide whether to issue it based on the customer's consumption. It has a minimum consumption, but it has no upper limit of credit limit, huge overdraft, private service, access to top places. I just need to show this card, and they will Unconditional release."

  An Feng asked: "What do you think is the chance that my current one will be invited?"

  Roger thought for a while: "According to your consumption situation, you are our candidate. If you spend a few more large sums, I will guarantee you."

   "Like today?" An Feng asked.

   "Yes, that's the amount of consumption." Roger said.

   "It's too simple." An Feng said.

  Roger smiled and said, "I've been chatting with you for so long, and this sentence makes me feel like a rich man."

   I found an elegant seat with a sofa, it was still early, and there were not many customers in the bar. An Feng found that apart from the particularly creative decoration and spacious space, there was nothing attractive about it. On the contrary, the girls were in high spirits, chatting about gossip about this bar.

   "Is this normal?" An Feng asked in wonder.

  Holding a champagne glass, Roger shrugged: "Who knows, there are quite a lot of people coming, but for me, it's just a place for entertainment."

   With this attitude, An Feng thought he still had to learn.

I chatted with Roger about some interesting topics, and then talked about the girls from the car. From the conversation, I learned that Roger and the Latina female partner he brought had just met for a short time, but this The guy can cuddle and kiss in front of a group of people, which makes An Feng a little uncomfortable.

It’s not that he doesn’t have this desire, but as a traditional oriental, he is somewhat unaccustomed to changing his mind. After a few glasses of wine, he regained his confidence and let go. Joanna taught me the nonsense He has been working for so long, so he has a little understanding of the habits of foreigners.

Listening to An Feng's teasing, Roger said with a smile: "Bruce is the most compatible Chinese I have ever met. Do you know? Other Chinese are either too rigid or have too different concepts. They only immerse themselves in In his own little group. But he's different, he's special."

   "To our special Bruce!" Roger stood up and said to everyone.

  They toasted one after another, and An Feng followed. Roger sat down and said: "A few days later, there will be a private jewelry release in Los Angeles, and some of the jewelry will be auctioned for charity. There are people from the business world, political circles, and some celebrities. Are you interested? ?”

   "Also," Roger looked at Jenny with a smile, "ask for a female companion."

  An Feng was taken aback, what kind of eyes does Roger have? As if he and Jenny had an affair, Cathy smiled and said: "I heard that there are often producers, directors and the like, if we can chat a few words, maybe we can get a big chance, Jenny? "

   "Can I?" Jenny looked at An Feng expectantly. Her eyes were big, with light blue pupils, beautiful and moving.

   "As long as you want." An Feng said with a smile.

   "Yeah!" She hugged An Feng happily.

  Roger said: "Bruce, it's not wrong for you to go there. Getting to know the local wealthy businessmen and congressmen will also be helpful to you under certain circumstances."

   This is to pull yourself to support a certain camp, right? An Feng thought to himself, he doesn't mind, who doesn't want to have both money and power? It can be used as a shield at a critical moment, even in a place like the United States, it also pays attention to the relationship-the relationship of Green Franklin.

Later, they separated separately and exchanged phone numbers with Jenny. The unexpected encounter did not appear. They watched the two girls drive away. Roger who came out touched him with an elbow and said with a smile: "You Why don't you seize the opportunity, both girls are good."

   "Please, the other party didn't mean that." An Feng rolled his eyes.

   "Opportunities have always been created by you. As long as you think about it, there is nothing you can't do. Let me ask you, what do you think of Jenny?"

   "She's beautiful and cheerful, but we just met, okay?"

"Who cares? Do you see that I've thought about it? It's okay—even if it's just for one night!" Roger laughed. "Who stipulates that we have to be boyfriend and girlfriend in the end? My shy oriental friend, Let go and enjoy your beautiful rich life!"

   After finishing speaking, Roger staggered into a stretched Lincoln on the side of the road with his arms around the two beauties, and said goodbye to him with a winner's smile.

   "Damn! No loyalty!" An Feng said contemptuously, took out his mobile phone, and found himself a driver.

  …

  After waking up the next day, I received a call from Tailan Company.

The other party considered the actual situation and suggested that Anfeng's two patent rights should be valued at 8 million shares in the company, occupying 30% of the shares. As for the sale that Anfeng hopes to sell, they are not very interested, or they do not have this ability, and the company's development will suffer. To the core technology bottleneck.

  An Feng didn't agree immediately, he needed to think about it. When I opened the mailbox, there was a reply from another company. I dialed the number and chatted for another ten minutes. They wanted to buy it, but the price was not high. Four million was their limit, because Anfeng could not guarantee the actual effect.

  An Feng declined. He believed that his patent far exceeded this value.

He has been thinking about this matter all morning. Currently, there are only two companies he is interested in. The price given by one is satisfactory to him, but it can only be exchanged for dry shares. It's less than half, the price is too low, and he doesn't want to sell it cheaply.

   This step was not as smooth as he expected.

   "Damn, what do you think of high technology? A pending special offer?" An Feng rolled on the bed depressed, "Stupid earthlings!"

   After complaining for a long time, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed.

  Since I am not satisfied with the two options, why do I have to accept them passively instead of taking the initiative? Tailan Company was very interested, but it was a pity that they could not get funds. He learned that Tailan's reputation and service were good, but the competitiveness of its core products was not enough, and it was weakening day by day.

  So An Feng's technology is crucial to their comeback.

   What if I invest in a few more patents and increase the shareholding ratio to 51%, or even a higher holding?

  After taking control, let the company develop according to its own ideas and change from passive to active. Then this batch of advanced technologies from the future will surely be carried forward?

   "You are such a genius!" An Feng jumped up excitedly, "Yes, yes! But I have to ask Lei to find me an analyst or personal assistant."

   The inconsistency between An Feng's thoughts and actions is rooted in one word: lazy.

  Since he has a lot of money, he first thinks of enjoyment in doing things. In addition to what he is interested in, he can find someone to do it for others. He is only responsible for paying for the hire. It is a kind of hands-off shopkeeper spirit: a few phone calls for business and private matters, and the secretary arranges them.

  Throwing away the phone, he heaved a long sigh of relief, leaving the troublesome things to someone who is good at it. He just needs the final solution, nodding or shaking his head.

  (end of this chapter)