He did not dare to say that he wanted to be the best in the entire industry, but he wanted to be the best in a small part of the industry!
He had a huge foundation now, and his first priority was stability. However, as long as he did not do anything stupid, he could achieve a 10% increase in this era. Compared to the huge base, it was still a very scary increase!
Success or failure depended on the details. He had to start from every detail, even the smallest screw, and he had to do it to the best of his ability!
The easiest way to become the best was in real estate. He would start from real estate. Who asked him to accidentally build the tallest building in China?
His building had not only become a landmark in Pudong, but it had also become a landmark in China!
Next, he had to fight for the semiconductor industry, the computer industry, the internet industry, the machinery industry, and the automobile industry!
The more he thought about it, the happier he was.
Lunch was already served. Li Zhaokun got off the table in satisfaction. He counted the money several times with his saliva. He had won four or five hundred yuan in this short period of time. The amount of money was not important to him now. What was important was the sense of accomplishment. He had not done something that gave him such a sense of accomplishment for a long time.
A big table couldn't fit so many people, so they put together a long table in the courtyard. Only then could they fit. Wang Yulan was very generous. This time, she killed five ducks and eight hens. She didn't use plates. Instead, she used big, coarse porcelain pots, which were filled to the brim. She placed all of them on the table.
After Li Zhaokun counted the money, he asked Fu Biao to help move the grill out before dinner started. He was very familiar with the work of putting lamb skewers and seafood on the grill.
He Fang came out and asked with a smile. "What do you all want to drink?"
Some wanted red wine, some wanted white wine, and some wanted beer. There were different opinions, but they all wanted to drink according to their strengths.
Li He instructed Horn Quan and Gu Xiaohua to open a small room next to the garage and bring out boxes of beer. Without asking for anyone's opinion, he said, "Don't argue. Ladies, feel free to drink. But men, let's drink beer first. If beer doesn't work, let's drink white wine. If white wine doesn't work, we still have red wine to appease our appetite."
Everyone readily agreed. As for Ivanov, Tie Haofu, and the other foreigners, they still needed translators. They could only look at Li He's lips and did not know what he was saying. As for whether Jiang Baojian was willing to translate, it depended on his mood.
Jiang Baojian was now also a big shot. He was in charge of many of Li He's businesses in Eastern Europe. His status was far above Ivanov and Tie Haofu.
He now understood that if he wasn't ruthless and ruthless to the extreme, he wouldn't be able to control this group of people. Especially Matić's unauthorized departure, which made him exceptionally angry.
Bottles of beer came one after another. Gu Xiaohua could not keep up with the speed at which he opened the bottles. There were more than 30 people in the room. No matter if they were men or women, there were few who could drink lightly. Fu Xia and Wu Shuping sat together. The two of them had formed a strategic alliance, but they were taking turns to talk to Yu Dehua.
Yu Dehua could not express his bitterness. He could not help but roll his eyes at Wu Shuping. This woman was no longer on his side.
Li He did not dare to finish the bottle. He knew that there were many people who wanted to clink glasses, so he only dared to take small sips. But later on, he could not resist the incitement and drank one glass at a time.
On the ninth bottle, Li He could not hold it in any longer. He quickly went to the toilet to pee and washed his face. Only then did he sober up for a while. The German stout was still a little strong.
He did not immediately go to the table. Instead, he watched Ivanov and Fu Biao talk to each other. The two of them held the bottles in their hands and poured bottle after bottle into their stomachs. There were at least 20 empty bottles in front of each of them.
The people around them were dumbfounded.
Li He did not stop them. It was not until Fu Biao could not help but go to the toilet that the battle was decided.
Pinsong saw that Fu Biao was at a disadvantage and felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to take revenge, but seeing that Ivanov had already drunk so much, there was not much meaning in competing with him.
He turned his gaze to Iron Ear. Iron Ear was more bookish. How could he be a match for Pinsong? After finishing one bottle, he admitted defeat. Pinsong felt that it was very boring. He gave him a good recitation and ended it hastily.
When they were almost done drinking, Yang Yong and Zhang Xianwen came up and asked Li He to say something. The others also applauded from behind.
"There's nothing much to say. For many people, it is too difficult to achieve anything and exceed the average level of society. Even if it's reading a few more books or cooking better, it's too difficult. " Li He poured another glass of beer and reported to everyone. "In short, I hope that everyone will cherish the opportunity in front of them and work hard to earn money. Work hard and work hard! Achieve common prosperity. Thank you. "
He had always been lenient to himself and strict to others.
Of course, this was a double standard. Compared to people who were poor, I asked for freedom. Compared to people who were rich, I asked for equality. Compared to people who were idle, I asked for human rights. Compared to people who worked hard, I asked for "fairness." Compared to people who were lazy, I asked for competition.
Anyone could see the double standard. It was probably because of international practice and China's national conditions.
The Chinese way of crossing the road was called running a red light, but for Americans, it was probably called "feelings," or "observation skills," or "independent thinking skills."
Some people would say, "Liu Bang, Zhu Yuanzhang, Hong Xiuquan, did any of them come from a noble background? Weren't they all thieves and bastards? "
Some people would even say, "The greatness of a democratic country lies in the fact that heroes don't come from humble origins! Look at American President Lincoln! "
So, "some people" did not have a problem with their brains, but their butts were in the wrong place. Their butts led their brains, right?
Actually, the so-called nobility was not based on how good they were at acting, but how awesome they were.
Before the applause started, he quickly added, "Everything is said without saying anything. Cheers. "
They drank until three o 'clock in the afternoon. After dinner, he called Fu Biao, Pinsong, Wu Shuping, Shen Daoru, Ivanov, and the designated translator, Jiang Baojian, to his study.
He expressed his desire to make a name for himself in the real estate industry. The most excited one was Ivanov. No one knew better than him how popular the real estate industry was in America!
As long as they were willing to invest, there was no reason not to earn!
"Mr. Li, I am very confident that I can become the biggest real estate developer in New York within five years!"
Li He sneered. "Five years? If you can't become one of the top five in America within five years, prepare to go back to Belarus and dig for coal! "
Jiang Baojian was a little hesitant. He did not know what Li He meant by that, so he did not translate. Instead, he looked at Li He.
"Translate." To be fair, Li He had treated them well. How could they rope him in? Business was not charity. A sense of harmony would not be able to achieve anything.
The past was vague, chaotic, money, desire, restraint, freedom, barbarism, culture, cruelty, beauty, youth, and maturity. All of these combined to form an evil aura.
Without this evil aura, what was the point of living?
After hearing Jiang Baojian's translation, Ivanov directly lowered his head. He had sobered up a lot. He felt that he had been too presumptuous and had provoked Li He's dissatisfaction. "Mr. Li, it's very difficult to complete the project within five years. The average construction period of a project takes 45 months," he said timidly.
"That won't do." Li He shook his head. "First, understand what is Asia's speed, China's speed, Singapore's speed, and Japan's speed. I don't expect you to be as fast as Asia's speed, but you have to be at least 30% faster than the same industry in America. "
He could not bear to build a house at a speed close to four years.
"I will try my best." Ivanov saw Li He's attitude and knew that there was no room for compromise, so he did not say anything more.
Shen Daoru was about to speak, but Li He interrupted, "I'm not worried about you. Guarding Hong Kong and England is my minimum requirement."
Shen Daoru smiled and said, "Don't worry. There will be no mistakes."
Li He then commented on Fu Biao and Pinsong. One was centered in Shenzhen, and the other was centered in North China, working in coastal cities. However, as for real estate companies in China, his main income was from land and property rentals. As for selling houses?
How much money could he make?
When the meeting ended, He Fang did not ask anyone to stay, except for Fu Xia. He smiled and said, "Stay with me for a few more days."
The two of them had been together for so many years. It was impossible to say that they did not have feelings for each other.
"Okay." Fu Xia agreed happily. Perhaps it was because of Li He's status, or because they had not seen each other for a long time, she suddenly felt a lot more unfamiliar with them.
Li He asked her to stay with He Fang to chat. He wanted to go upstairs to sleep, but the effects of the alcohol had already worn off. It did not matter whether he slept or not.
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