Chapter 118: Reorganization of the Group

The tenured professor at Haval Business School can be called a business powerhouse on this planet. Professor Chester, who Chen Congyu knew, is young and powerful, has a quick and clear mind and a humorous language - he can keep people around him smiling all the time, except Chen Yi.

He couldn't understand the English of this guy with 200 words per minute, let alone Chester also had an accent that he didn't know where it was in the southeast, west and north. At first glance, it sounded like Henan accent American.

However, none of this matters.

Professor Chester, who was raising funds everywhere, left Chen Yi a private email address and agreed to discuss business issues, whether practical or academic. Obviously, he was also interested in the existence of Jinyuan International.

When the professor left, Chen Congyu asked with some temptation: "How much help do you think we can get when investing money to him?"

Chen's Group just received a loan of US$1.5 billion, or RMB 12 billion. No matter how low the interest is, it is necessary to spend them in a very short time. It is also possible to repay the previous loans, but the purpose of repayment is not to be a loan?

A company without a debt ratio is either a new technology company with great potential or not a good company. The huge Chen Group obviously does not belong to the former.

If a professor asks him to help save money, it is equivalent to hiring 1,000 civil servants to be responsible for streamlining the civil servant team, but if you ask him to help spend money, there must be one-stop service waiting.

Chen Yi was not sure, so he pulled Aimili over, repeated his father's question, and said, "Do you think it's valuable?"

Amyri couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled, saying, "If you give him funds at one time, I'm afraid you won't be able to find him in the future."

"fraud?"

"This is true for professors in the United States." Amyri, a talented student at Cornell University, explained very well: "He is the most short of money when he wants to establish a project, and the most active at this time. Not to mention the hours of being on call, he is willing to do the things he is jumping at a party or washing the swimming pool for you. But if you have money, once you start to concentrate on the project, they don't care much about other things except the responsibilities that must be fulfilled in the contract, and they will say they are responsible for investors. We have encountered it many times when we were in school."

Chen Yi curled his lips and said, "Who will give him the money?"

"That's why it's called investment education." Amyri smiled and rustled with flowers, Prada's earrings.

Chen Congyu snorted with contempt and said, "This is worse than Chinese officials. Even if they run away, they will at least dare to answer the phone."

Emily learned a lot of Chinese scenery from books and classmates, and she could also laugh.

After a while, she patted Chen Yi on the back of the shoulder and said, "Marke is here, I'll go there first."

"good."

Chen Yi turned his head and it was Mark's turn to introduce him to some friends.

The priest's hospitality is outrageous, and this is already the third wave of friends he introduced.

In the first two groups, there are believers and merchants, and now there are scholars.

Chen Yi patted his head, wondering why the New York mayor’s donation party was full of poor Americans and advertised everywhere, making autumn wind.

If everyone takes a piece of meat from the rich man, the people of the world will have to eat vegetables in the next meal.

As more and more institutions invited the enthusiastic and generous Chen father and son, Chen Congyu's mood to spend money was also weakened. The next morning, the two took the opportunity to return to Jiangning together.

When he arrived at the place, Chen Congyu's life secretary drove to pick him up, and after getting on the car, he said, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, Xiao Chen, Xiao Yu said that the paper product factory is full of clues."

He took out a few pieces of information and handed it out, saying: "Koreiju Kishu Papermaking Group, which accounts for 4.4% of Japan's paper production. They are willing to sell it at the Katsuda factory in Kanto when the price is appropriate, but they do not specify the specific price."

"In addition, the Xilianchuan factory of Dawang papermaking and Iwakima Dawang papermaking are also available for sale, and the specific negotiations are underway."

"Then I got nothing?" Chen Congyu was never polite to his subordinates.

The secretary smiled and said, "There will be news in one week at most."

The father looked at his son and said, "I will send you a copy of the specific information in the future. What else do you have to say?"

"Carry another wooden pulp factory." Chen Yi casually glanced at the information and said, "Anyway, you have collected a lot of money. How about the name under the group?"

Chen Congyu nodded to the secretary, paused and continued: "I have been missing a week after going to Jiangda."

Of course, it's Chen Yi.

The driver turned around at the intersection and headed towards Jiangda.

Returning to Jiangning from Washington, the familiar streets actually give people a sense of strangeness.

It is probably because the gap between geography and dimensions is too big, so people cannot extract the correct information for a while.

Walking by the Bo Lake in Jiangda and passing the wind on the water, Chen Yi felt a little chill. It was no wonder that many boys and girls sat by the lake in the hot summer and didn't want to go back until dark.

Of course, from another perspective, even if there is no slow wind, men and women will still not let go of the opportunity to be alone. The big advantage of school is that there is a lot of private space, so going to college, whether it is for love or real study, it is very beneficial to go to a good school.

Jiangda is naturally a top school in China, but from a global perspective, even small countries such as Belgium and Luxembourg are obviously better than it. Seeing the prosperous portraits of Washington and New York, Chen Yi felt completely different when walking on campus.

But compared to the intrigue in the banquet hall, compared to the death game in the Kingdom of San Chio, there is obviously more beauty here.

With all kinds of beautiful imaginations and memories, Chen Yi returned to his dormitory.

Jin Doona was fiddling with something in front of the computer, and heard the door ringing, and a "yo" sound rushed over.

"What are you doing?" Chen Yi immediately saved her, put his hands on his slender waist, and could almost touch each other.

Kim Doona jumped and pushed him away again, waved her hand on her nose and said, "It smells so smelly, go take a shower. I'm watching a Korean drama."

"Koreans also watch Korean dramas." Chen Yi didn't react for a moment and was pushed into the bathroom.

"Of course, Korean dramas are for Koreans." Kim Doona said and laughed, saying, "Have you been going well these few days?"

She was smart and didn't ask for details.

Chen Yi said "um" and let go of the hot water and asked about what happened in the past few days.

Hot water is also one of the key points of school life. Doors with hot water are always worth competing for.

Jin Doona said to him loudly, and after a while, she smiled and said, "I am like your spy in school. Who is the student?"

Chen Yi also laughed and then said, "Liu Xinyu, what are you doing in school?"

"It's her cover identity." Jin Douna's speech was a little deeper.

Chen Yi let the water pour on his face without saying a word.

He could guess that Jin Doona's life in Jiangda was not very comfortable. She could not go out casually because she was worried that she would not have a goal or work if she met Liu Xinyu or someone else. She would probably be bored after a long time.

However, the road was at her feet, and she chose it herself. After leaving Jiangning for a week, Jin Douna still did not leave, which means that in her eyes, Jiang Da was at least safe.

Or, leaving Jiang Da made him feel unsafe.

Chen Yi didn't want to ask these questions, so he rinsed it quietly, walked out of the dormitory and said, "Can you cook? I'm hungry."

"Don't have a kitchen, can you eat ham?"

"Well...How about I get the several dormitories next door and make them into a kitchen?"

Kim Doona said happily in Korean: “Is it really OK?”

"A small matter." Chen Yi said, picking up his cell phone and dialing it to Xiaoyu.

He believed that as long as the execution was successful, even if the school found out, it would not take back the room without saying a word. Children from aristocratic families should have some privileges as expected.

At the same time, Chen Congyu began to rectify the group.

He first gathered senior executives in the group and announced a $1.5 billion loan from Merrill Lynch, and then began to allocate tasks: "Each department will go down and make a plan to see where the money is needed. Make up for it. The total amount is 5 billion yuan, first come first served."

This style of dealing with things can only be found in the Chen Group. Chen Congyu, who claims to be a shopping mall, values ​​competitive talents with execution ability.

The senior executives are messy with phone calls and fax notifications. When sending money to grab resources, it is always the most active time.

When the conference room was empty, Chen Congyu gently swept the table and said, "Go and pull the debt collectors from several banks over here."

The so-called debt collection ghost is the directors and auditors placed by banks in the group.

Some time ago, the group was about to be unable to hold on. The banks did not dare to lend, but they were all determined to get the money back. In order to get the mortgaged property as soon as possible, they tried their best to send people to check and protect the assets, and even the warehouse shipment, they had to interfere, which made Chen Congyu and others disturbed them.

These people are used to being old men, and they can't be respectful to Chen Congyu, and they can imagine others. Five directors entered the door and sat down on their own. Among them, Director Li of Jiangyin pointed to the side and said to his subordinates: "Sit down, sit down, stand all, it's so tiring."

"Let's stand." Chen Congyu's voice was heavy, without a trace of smile.

"Oh, Mr. Chen is so angry today. You should take the medicine." When Director Li was in the bank, he could only call Deputy Manager Li, but when he was stationed in the company, he was like a sky. For a second-generation family like Chen Congyu, others gave him seven points, but he only gave him three points. If he couldn't tell, he would not buy it at all.

Chen Congyu grinned, and pointed the table with his hands, saying, "Jiang Yin's, right? Xiao Zhou, pay them. Pay off the loan and drive them away. Who will be the next one?"

Director Li was stunned for a moment, and said angrily and amused for a while: "Mr. Chen, don't be so angry. Do you have the ability to repay the loan in advance? If you have spare money, will it be like this that we will run it?"

He used his hand to tie it, and all banks didn't believe it.

"I really have it." Chen Congyu waved his hand and said, "Check the company account yourself. Before this afternoon, you can leave. Who wants money? "

The directors who had previously wished that the Chen Group would go bankrupt and liquidate immediately, but they all were stunned.

If the Chen family is really rich and recovers the loan in advance, it will be a big loss.

Jiang Yin's deputy manager Li had no idea and took out the phone, but the phone rang first.

Almost at the same time, the mobile phones of the directors stationed in each company were not willing to yell in loneliness.

Chen Congyu held his throat and said, "Director Li, tell your boss that money can only stay in Jiangning like you. I, Chen, will be a child, and it is not easy to bully. If you dare to make me unhappy for a day, I will make you unhappy for the rest of your life."

Manager Li was talking about something in his cell phone.

He didn't know who should listen to, but no one said good things anyway.

This is an important moment in the future and career, and in the next few decades. When both sides squeezed over, he couldn't bear it. He simply sat on the ground and leaned his head on the back of the chair, like a woman with a sense of a planesickness.

The bank managers who just received the news were silent. In this world, a wealthy bank is the old man, a wealthy company is the grandson, and a wealthy aristocratic family and large groups are the old man's biological father.

They are the old man's maids, and they have to kneel down to the old man's father on and off the bed.
Chapter completed!