Simon finalized the plan to launch Jinshu Playground with Mo Yiling in the parking lot of the Dayangshan Donglu Club in a few words. After everyone talked about the matter, they were about to say goodbye when Ren Jingxi came over again.
Noticing the girl's slightly reserved look, Simon smiled and took the initiative to open his arms: "Come on, give her a hug."
Ren Jingxi unexpectedly stepped forward and hugged Simon generously. After letting go, he looked at the man in front of him and asked, "When will you leave this time?"
Simon didn't know why, but he still said: "Tomorrow."
"Are you leaving Suzhou?" Ren Jingxi asked again, raising his hand slightly and gesturing: "I mean, will you go to Beijing this time?"
"I won't go if I have nothing to do. The next stop is Seoul." Simon also looked at the girl in front of him: "Is there any problem?"
"No," Ren Jingxi shook his head subconsciously and took a step back: "Then, I wish you a safe journey."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his car.
Simon watched Ren Jingxi get into the car and leave, then turned to Chen Qing beside him: "What's the situation?"
Chen Qing smiled and held her boss's arm: "It's obvious that the feelings are lingering."
Simon felt that it wasn't that simple, but since he didn't understand it, he didn't think too much about it.
Chen Qing's perception of the Westeros system in China is like an octopus. In fact, she probably understands it. She just finds it interesting. She didn't say it because she wanted her boss to discover surprises for himself.
Then leave.
Go to the nearby Wenshu Temple located in Dayang Mountain.
Chen Qing said she wanted to burn incense.
Simon understood this time, of course, he cooperated, and arrived quickly. This is an ancient temple in the Eastern Jin Dynasty that has been inherited for more than 1,400 years. A certain girl had obviously greeted him in advance. In the afternoon, only Simon and Chen Qing were received here, and there was no one else. It seems quiet.
He quietly watched a girl burning incense in the main hall and kneeling on a futon to pray. After a while, when Chen Qing came out, Simon took the initiative to hold the girl's hand and asked with a smile: "Were you repenting to the Bodhisattva just now?"
Chen Qing walked out hand in hand with her boss, but she didn't deny it: "Yes."
"Then what?"
"It still won't change."
"Ah."
We left Wenshu Temple at around two o'clock in the afternoon and walked along the road at the foot of Dayang Mountain to Jiangnan Interactive Entertainment at the foot of Xilu Mountain and adjacent to Jinshu Special Effects.
After briefly looking at the operating conditions here, Chen Qing came to an office that she reserved here, and sat on the sofa by the window overlooking the Qin Palace and other landscapes in the distance to discuss some serious matters with her boss: "This time I can experience it personally. Games are so profitable. It’s just Jiangnan Interactive Entertainment. Not counting “Paradise” which will be launched next month, but this year’s main products “Counter-Strike OL” and “Happy Farm”, the total revenue will be enough by the end of the year. To 120 million, excluding operating and tax expenses, the net profit can exceed 30 million, which is too huge. Moreover, judging from the operating status of "Frozen Age" in Hangzhou, role-playing games like "Paradise" will be more popular in China. It’s popular, and if everything goes well, everyone predicts that next year’s revenue will exceed 500 million, with a net profit of at least 100 million.”
The current Internet environment in China, in terms of user scale, is roughly equivalent to the level in 2000 or even beyond. It can be regarded as meeting the basic conditions for the explosion of "Legend" like in the past.
Therefore, the great success of several games introduced to mainland China this year was basically expected.
Simon leaned on a single sofa opposite Chen Qing, flipping through a piece of information prepared in advance. He was multitasking, but he still keenly captured the other meanings in Chen Qing's words: "Everything goes well, what do you mean?" Yes, maybe it doesn’t go well?”
"Yes," Chen Qing said: "In just the past few months, we have suppressed more than a dozen investigations and manuscripts against various game companies across the country. There may be real problems among them, but most of them are jealous. Those who cause trouble, or those who want a piece of the pie, are in a mess.”
Simon nodded, also as expected.
He did not ask Chen Qing how to deal with it. He believed that the team in China has the ability to deal with these problems. He just said: "After next year, the problem should be smaller, but you still have to pay attention."
This year it has just emerged, and it has also stepped on the juncture when China happened to issue a ban on game consoles.
Next year, as Chen Qing expects, Jiangnan Interactive Entertainment’s game business revenue can exceed 500 million, and other companies should also have corresponding volumes. By then, the employment and tax contributions will not be easily achieved by some people. Able to let go.
Chen Qing nodded. Her boss did not ask, but took the initiative and said: "I have taken a lot of measures, so the problem is not big. Oh, just like the media, Brenita has built a number of international schools in the country in the past two years. There are also related study abroad services. In the past few months, I have directly given away more than 30 places, all of which are the children of big names in the media field. From international schools to studying abroad, we provide one-stop services. In addition, there are also advertising and other aspects. In short, if they take advantage of us, the TV or newspapers they control will be embarrassed to say bad things about us in the future.”
Simon shook his head slightly: "It's too urgent. It's better to go slower in China's business."
Simon still first thought of the mid-term elections in 1994, including his direct participation in the Rwandan War.
The situation at that time was that if the Westeros system did not open up its political situation and spread its power as soon as possible, it was likely to encounter uncontrollable risks, so it took a big step to take drastic measures.
On the Chinese side, there is absolutely no need.
Seeing what her boss said, Chen Qing assured her, "Boss, I'm very measured."
Simon raised his head and glanced at the girl opposite: "The problem is, your sense of proportion is obviously larger than others."
Chen Qing shrank her neck: "Okay, I'll pay attention next."
Simon was helpless, thinking that it would be better for him to intervene more in China's affairs, lest this girl go too far.
Maybe Lin Su should worry more.
Chen Qing noticed her boss's mental state, which soon turned pitiful.
Simon was unmoved and continued to look down at the information in his hand.
Chen Qing pretended to be pitiful, but it didn't work, so she could only continue. She turned to the two more important refining and chemical projects in the near future. The cooperation project between Lianyungang and LG has been completed, and the other one between SK and Ningbo: "Starting in the second half of the year , there has been a deflationary trend in the country, and there is a large outflow of foreign capital, resulting in a severe shortage of money in various domestic fields. Over in Ningbo, the boss spent another billion US dollars, and the capital has noticed it and given the green light. The equity aspect has basically been negotiated, with us taking 40%, the Zhejiang Provincial Government 40%, and SK 20%. Moreover, considering our influence on SK, we will definitely have absolute control over the future projects."
"I don't know much about this, but with China's development momentum, the refining and chemical industry will definitely have great potential. Just don't screw it up for me."
"I promise this to the boss," Chen Qing said, and then jumped to the next topic: "Boss, regarding Europe next year, the predictions given by the boss before about the euro should not be wrong, right?"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm thinking that if the euro is hit, Europe will definitely consider wooing allies like China. The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
"Um?"
"What I mean is that if the issuance of the euro next year is unfavorable, Europe may help China speed up its entry into the WTO."
Simon thought for a moment and nodded: "I still say what I said. We will ensure the outcome of China's accession to the WTO. As for the progress, we should not interfere too much."
"clear."
"Why did you mention this suddenly?"
"It's still related to refining. If China joins the WTO, it will be good for all walks of life in the country. Refining, as a basic industry, will benefit even more," Chen Qing said, flipping through a stack of documents on the coffee table in front of her. Turning it over, he handed it over: "There's also this."
Simon took it, opened it and scanned it quickly.
This is a plan to attract investment. The investment company is named 'China Ping An'.
After reading it quickly and calmly, Simon closed the document and asked, "Why did you suddenly think of getting insurance?"
Chen Qingdao: "Boss, you just saw in the information that the domestic insurance industry has re-developed after reform. It is estimated that the total premium volume in various fields will reach 120 billion this year. I think that with the continuous development of China and the continuous improvement of the social welfare system, Perfect, the potential of the insurance industry will be very great. Perhaps in ten or twenty years, it is not impossible to grow to dozens of times what it is now. It just so happens that this time there is such a company that wants to carry out joint-stock reform and introduce foreign investment. The opportunity is very good, no ?"
Chen Qing said, her expression clearly had other meanings.
The data I just saw shows that China has approved foreign insurance to enter the mainland since 1992. However, compared with the total annual premium of 120 billion, it is estimated that the volume of foreign insurance in the mainland this year will only be about 2 billion.
It can almost be ignored.
However, the next WTO should be a dividing point.
By then, according to the WTO agreement, the domestic insurance field will be further opened to foreign investment.
After this information was swept away, Simon remembered some other things in his memory, and quickly nodded: "Let's do it, by the way, how much can we get?"
Chen Qing listened to her boss's additional question, blinked again, and quickly said: "About 30%, which is exactly the ideal shareholding ratio for the boss to invest in many projects."
"Yeah, very good."
Simon nodded again and said no more. He just had the thought that selling to himself is better than selling to others. Anyway, here in China, no matter what, as long as someone dares to sell it, Simon will dare to buy it.
No one will be turned away.
We stayed in Suzhou for another night, and the next day was November 8, Sunday.
When I woke up in the morning, I was having breakfast with Chen Qing. Ren Jingxi called me and said I wanted to see Simon off. Simon didn't refuse. After breakfast, I rushed to Guangfu Airport, only to find that in addition to Ren Jingxi, there was also Mo Wuling. come over.
Everyone said goodbye at the gangway. Chen Qing will not go to South Korea with Simon this time. Simon explained it and hugged Ren Jingxi again before turning to Mo Wuling: "Why didn't I see you at noon yesterday?"
"I came here in the afternoon," Mo Wuling was obviously feeling guilty. Before Simon could ask more questions, he took the initiative to explain, "I'm here to deliver some information to Jing Xi."
"Well, how are you doing, Momo?"
"It's very good," Mo Wuling pretended to be calm and found a relaxing topic: "But I have been a little troubled recently."
"Um?"
A smile appeared on Mo Wuling's lips, but then turned into resentment: "Didn't you notice that Momo has been growing taller in the past two years, and has grown taller recently, and is now 188 centimeters."
"It's a very auspicious number, and doesn't Momo always like to wear high heels?"
"That's the problem," the topic started to get talked about, and Mo Wuling unknowingly felt a lot more relaxed: "Momo really likes to be taller than the sky, but now that she wears it, she's really two meters tall," she said while raising her hand. He made some gestures, obviously wanting to reach Simon's head, but he quickly took it back and continued: "Anyway, he is much taller than you."
"Heh, I don't mind."
Ren Jingxi subconsciously wanted to say, so what if you don't mind. He cut out the first half of the sentence and just said: "Anyway, it's not good for a girl to be too tall. It's very distressing."
The words ended here. Seeing the man in front of him smiling at her, and even feeling the faint breath coming from him, Mo Wuling felt that he was worthless and took a deep breath before finally saying: "I heard It’s better than the songs you composed for “Sword of Immortality”.”
"Great, right?"
"Yeah," Mo Wuling raised his hand, mainly because when he subconsciously avoided his gaze, he noticed that there was a hair on the man's left sleeve, which was a bit long. He raised his hand into the air and then took it back again. His nose was inexplicably a little bit... Sour, he said calmly: "Actually, I really like that song, um, "Happy Sigh"."
"Thank you," Simon said, opening his arms slightly: "I should go, can you give me a hug?"
Mo Wuling thought to himself that this was inappropriate, but thinking about how Ren Jingxi had hugged him just now, it seemed that it was just Western etiquette, nothing more, so he hugged him.
Being pulled into his arms, her body suddenly felt a little soft and she didn't want to leave.
However, he was quickly let go.
I still have some regrets. I wore a camel-colored windbreaker today. It was a bit thick and the feeling... wasn't that obvious.
I would have worn a skirt if I had known earlier, but now, it’s not so cold.
After thinking wildly, the man had already walked up the gangway. It wasn't until he was about to enter the cabin that his eyes quickly followed him. When he saw him waving to a few of them, he smiled again and raised his hands to say goodbye to him.
Then everyone backed away together.
Standing on the lawn outside the runway from a distance, watching the Boeing 767 roar and start to glide, then lift off, and then go away, Mo Wuling felt that his heart was also flying away, and his whole person was empty.
I only saw him for less than 5 minutes.
asshole.
I must have gone to South Korea to have a good time and have fun, and I didn’t even mention taking some time to visit the capital.
Poor Momo.
After the Boeing 767 turned into a white spindle gliding silently in the sky, the three women left separately.
Saying goodbye to Chen Qing who was smiling and joking, Ren Jingxi drove a Crown car and drove Mo Wuling to the set of "Dragon". The two were silent for a long time, and then Ren Jingxi finally said: "What are you going to do? What should I do?"
Mo Wuling put on his Walkman earbuds after getting in the car, but he could still hear Ren Jingxi's words. He paused and said with a blush, "He...actually knows."
"Of course, only a fool can't see that."
"I mean..." Mo Wuling thought of that morning on the cruise ship and then said, "You are the fool."
"I'm not stupid, I can see it too."
Mo Wuling was silent.
Ren Jingxi sighed, reached over, took off one earphone and put it into his ear.
Music came.
*…
*My love for you has always been quiet,
*To exchange your occasional care.
*Obviously it’s a movie about three people,
*But I can never have a name.
*…