"Let's keep a close eye on this." Gu Quangui sighed. "We don't have to worry about the shop for now. Let's keep a close eye on this first."
He owned a supermarket, while Lu Zheng owned a restaurant. But to the two of them, these were all part-time jobs, a cover for their identities. It didn't matter to them whether they made money or lost money. If they made money, it was theirs. If they lost money, it was Second Brother Li's. What was there to be afraid of?
Furthermore, their own business was on the right track. There were professionals watching over it. Actually, it didn't matter if the two of them were there or not.
"I know." Lu Zheng changed the topic and looked around. "That Sha Man, do you think you can take him down?
I heard he's some Thai boxing champion, but I've never heard of him. "
"Where did that little bastard Ding Li go?" Gu Quangui took a puff of his cigarette. "Get him here. Don't mess around with clubs all day. It's not good for him. Don't think that you can dodge bullets just because you're strong. Sooner or later, you'll be shot to death."
"So you're not confident either." Lu Zheng understood. Ding Li was the best fighter in America. Sending Ding Li here meant that Gu Quangui couldn't beat Sha Man!
He finally felt better. It turned out that he wasn't the only useless one. "Qiu Liang transferred him to Mr. Li. This kid looks like he's not stingy on the surface, but he's smart. Mr. Li is in America, so he wouldn't dare to mess around. Didn't you see? When he saw Mr. Li, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He didn't even dare to breathe.
If he really had a backbone, he wouldn't have accepted Mr. Li's handouts. He should have continued to fight in the club in Brooklyn. "
"If he dared to make a fuss, Song Gu would skin him alive. If it wasn't for Qiu Liang being his old squad leader, who would let him get away with it?" Gu Quangui continued. "Did Mr. Li say when he's coming back?"
"If you don't know, how would I know?" Lu Zheng leaned against the wall and rolled his eyes. "Sigh, let's not worry about Mr. Li. There are more and more lunatics these days. We still have to pay attention to Miss's safety. I heard that there are more and more terrorists."
As soon as he finished speaking, two gunshots rang out from the entrance of the alley.
"Spending a day in New York without gunshots is simply wishful thinking." Shootings had become a part of Americans' daily vocabulary. Gu Quangui paused and said, "I heard that four Chinese people were killed in the shooting incident in Binghamton a few days ago, and they were all students. We have a heavy burden on our shoulders. Alright, get to work. Stop chatting like this."
As the night deepened in New York, the lights grew brighter and the moon grew rounder.
"The moon in foreign countries is also round." Li He held a beer in one hand and leaned on the railing of the balcony with the other, occasionally taking two sips of beer.
"Mr. Li, Mr. Singh would like to meet you." Wang Ziwen pushed the door open and saw that Li He was confused, so he added, "It's the chairman of Australia's Telison Mining, the Indian."
"Oh, it's him." He had too many businesses, and not everyone could remember them. Furthermore, there were so many weird foreign names. "He's in America?"
"He is at Ivanov's estate right now. He also attended the party tonight," Wang Ziwen explained. "He came with Mr. Rupert Murdoch."
"Murdoch? That Australian newspaper tycoon? "Li He asked.
"Yes, Rupert Murdoch told the media a few days ago that MySpace is too big and even a little out of control. Measures must be taken to correct it. He's looking for someone to take over. He's contacted Sun Softbank, Bezos, Ma Baobao, and Miss Guo Dongyun. However, I don't think there's any news. Maybe the negotiations didn't succeed. "
"MySpace?" Li He was amused. "Let him fail in his own hands. No one else is allowed to take over."
In the era of the internet, internet companies rose and fell quickly. Every day, there would be new companies coming online in a high-profile manner, and old companies closing down in a low-profile manner.
"Yes." Wang Ziwen nodded and then asked, "What about Singh?"
"Let him in." Li He put the finished beer on the table and opened a new bottle.
Singh adjusted the hem of his suit, straightened his back, and then stood in front of Li He. "Mr. Li, long time no see."
"Isn't it hot?" Li He looked at his tight tie and felt anxious for him.
"There's air-conditioning." Even though Singh's answer was simple, he had thought about it for a long time.
"That's why the Americans are really wasteful."
"Keynes said that only consumption is the driving force of social progress." Singh boldly untied his tie and took off his suit. As Second Brother Li's room did not have air-conditioning, he was so hot that he could not breathe.
"Did Keynes say that?" Li He thought for a long time, but he could not remember. He did not bother about it. "Why are you looking for me?"
"The negotiations between Brazil's Vale and China have been suspended because Vale's asking price is too high. They want to raise the benchmark price for 2010 by 90%, but they did not make a written proposal." Singh took the beer from Li He and threw his suit on the sofa. "The new year's iron ore negotiations are in progress. BHP Billiton and the other mining giants have adopted a cold hand in the negotiations with China. They are seeking a strategy of close contact with Japan and South Korea. They are trying to follow the old path of the past.
By finalizing the 2010 IPO price with Japanese and South Korean companies, Chinese companies are forced to accept higher prices. "
If his boss was not from China, he would definitely be on the same side as BHP Billiton and Vale. No one would say no to more money.
The world's three largest mines have chosen the Platt's Index as the pricing basis for long-term association. As no China consulting company has entered the index-pricing industry during the same period, China's steel companies have been forced to accept the Platt's pricing.
This was easy money.
"China is the world's largest iron ore importer, accounting for 50% of the world's iron ore trade." Li He took a sip of beer. "This ratio may exceed 60% in the future. Vale, Rio Tinto, and BHP Billiton are the three largest mines, but China has other options. Australia is not the only one. If the price is 150 USD, why not choose Venezuela's iron ore?
Coupled with the long-distance transportation costs, it's more cost-effective than importing iron ore from Australia and Brazil. "
"Venezuela has very little iron ore. It's difficult to break their monopoly on iron ore supply and price. Venezuela only exported 3 million tons of iron ore to China last year. Out of the 630 million tons of iron ore imported, this number is not even a fraction." Singh could not help but refute.
"Venezuela is rich in mineral resources. Countries like Sierra Leone in West Africa will also give us surprises." Li He smiled and replied.
"Yes, Mr. Li." Singh instantly understood.
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