The famous Arc de Triomphe appeared in the distance. When there were still five or six hundred meters away, the convoy stopped outside a hotel.

Meng Yu got off the car and looked up. The hotel in front of him was also an old building, only seven stories high. According to Ma Long, this is a five-star hotel.

When I walked into the hall, it was empty. Not to mention the guests, there was not even the front desk. The decoration and furnishings were pretty good, and they were all modern.

"Mr. Meng, for your safety and for your avoid being disturbed, we have booked the entire hotel." Ma Long said.

So that's the case, Meng Yu nodded.

As a five-star hotel in an international metropolis, the rooms here are definitely not cheap, and it is even more costly to cover the entire hotel, but it doesn't matter to him.

I took a night off and went to Lamborghini's headquarters the next day.

On the road, Meng Yu was born with a question: "Isn't this a company that is profitable, why are you headquartered in Paris?"

Malone, who was sitting in the co-pilot, explained: "It was originally from Yidili, but it went bankrupt in the 1980s. Later, it changed owners several times, but the brand did not change, and the headquarters moved from Yidili to Paris."

It turned out to be like this.

"How do these luxury brands impress me different from their actual situation?" Xuanyuan Di Ying asked.

Meng Yu also had such doubts. It is said that these Western brands have been passed down for hundreds of years. If they are really managed well, they will go bankrupt and change hands several times?

Is there a possibility that its luxury was later marketed to satisfy people's ignorant vanity, especially in the Daxia Kingdom.

Ma Long lives abroad all year round and knows a lot about various luxury brands. After a detailed explanation, it is really the same as Meng Yu’s guess.

Whatever is purely handmade and high-end design, and whatever is always a hundred years of inheritance history, are all fake.

Those who have never been born and have no easy hand are not enough top leaders, they are all crazy marketing after capital takes over.

After understanding this, Meng Yu couldn't help sweating.

Fortunately, my treasury is worth a lot of money, otherwise, like the people of Daxia, they will become vegetables harvested by various luxury brands. After that, they will still feel very fashionable, high-end and high-end.

"It seems that these grandsons treat the people of Daxia as vegetables." Meng Yu said.

Ma Long didn't make any comments. As a mixed-race, his identity was rather awkward and it was not suitable to stand on either side.

After leaving Area 17, the convoy came to the northwest suburbs, where Lan's new headquarters was.

The convoy drove five or six kilometers on the road and saw an industrial park in front of him. There was a huge statue of cow at the door. The whole shape was strong and powerful, which reminded people of the cow on Huaer Street.

When we drove into the park, the convoy stopped in front of the office building. The door was deserted and there was no one coming to greet us.

"What's going on?" Meng Yu asked.

Ma Long looked embarrassed. He knew exactly what was going on in this situation, but he couldn't tell it in front of Meng Yu.

He said vaguely: "Maybe... they don't know..."

How could it be unclear?

Meng Yu had already guessed what was going on. This situation was encountered in Huaer Street. The guys from Cailong Group also looked down on the Orientals, but they did not do so obviously.

"Let's go up." Meng Yu walked into the building first.

The conference room was already full of people. Due to several changes in ownership, Lamborghini's shareholder meeting was very diverse, but one thing was the same, and everyone here was all Westerners.

An old man with gray hair was making a fuss: "Do people in Daxia understand cars? When we designed cars, they were still plowing the land with cattle. When we were exploring the moon, they didn't even have a tractor..."

At this moment, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and Meng Yu walked in and interrupted the remarks.

However, the old man was not panicked, but instead looked at Meng Yu sideways.

He spoke in Gaul language, and those present could understand it, which was translated headphones.

Slowly passing through the conference room and walking to the C position, Meng Yu looked at everyone who had passed by the conference room with majestic eyes and sat down.

He did not speak immediately, and waved his hand to stop Ma Long's introduction. He just looked over one by one, and finally his eyes fell on the old man in the white.

In this case, introducing identity is of no practical use. You need to teach these people a lesson so that the other party will know the depth.

"Chairman, do you have anything to say?"

After looking at each other for a while, the old man in Huabai finally couldn't help but speak first.

Meng Yu showed a disapproving smile on his lips and asked, "What are you talking about just now?"

"We are talking about how the company should develop." Seeing Meng Yu put on the translation headphones, the old man in the white answered in a very modest way.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Meng Yu burst out of a formation and laughed, deliberately bringing out a bit of arrogance: "I thought you were talking about the people of Daxia."

Even though the old man in the white world had been through the world for a long time, he showed embarrassment and made a gesture and said, "I don't know what the chairman is talking about."

Staring at the other party, Meng Yu paused word by word: "I'm saying that Westerners are all cowards and cowards."

The faces of the people in the entire conference room changed, but no one dared to object.

"I strongly protest, Chairman, you can't insult us like this." After hesitating for a long time, the old man said this.

"Is that true? Only you can insult others, but you can't be insulted. Your ancestors' double standards are very good."

When I went upstairs, Meng Yu and Ma Long asked for a secondary micro-translation headphones, and they could hear clearly the words of the old man in the white field.

After all, the old man who has been through the world for a long time is neither white nor red, just said: "We were discussing cars just now. You Daxia people do not understand cars, otherwise they would not have caused car technology all over the world."

The strong smell of gunpowder immediately filled the entire conference room, and the directors all looked at Meng Yu, waiting to see his good show.

The old man asked a real problem. Daxia is not the birthplace of modern science and has always been in a catching-up position, especially after giving up self-research and development. He signed cooperation agreements with many regions to cause foreign technologies.

After doing this, it seems that it is developing well everywhere, but the core technology is always in the hands of the other party, and even the little fur you get is discounted.

This has also caused the embarrassing position of Daxia, and all good and luxury cars are from abroad.

Meng Yu smiled faintly: "The people of Daxia really don't understand cars, they only know a little bit of management."

An understatement made everyone in the conference room put their tails away and bow their heads to be human.

The Daxia people who don’t understand cars have just acquired the Lan Group, which is a fact that happened right now.

All the old man, including the white old man, have to obey Meng Yu's orders.
Chapter completed!