Hollywood Hunter - Chapter 1641 : More monks, less porridge

I went to bed after midnight last night, and Simon still woke up very early.

Beside Chen Qing.

Too many women are not easy to reconcile, and Simon's way of dealing with it is to not reconcile and follow his own heart. Otherwise, if that coquettish entanglement can do whatever he wants, Simon's life will be over.

There was enough 'exercise' the night before, and there was no morning exercise, so I came to the restaurant in the Garden Fang with Chen Qing, and just sat down, Jiang Shan Wu reminded the international chapter to come over.

Signaling a few girls to enter the door and saying good morning, Simon put his hand around Xun Mei's slender waist, who was just approaching, and put a sticker on it, feeling the seductive daughter Xiang, but said: "I have something to talk about with Xiaoqing, Go and have breakfast elsewhere."

Xun Mei was embraced by the man, blushing slightly, put one hand on the man's shoulder, and nodded obediently upon hearing this.

International Chapter did not expect to be preempted by Xun Mei this time, and felt a little depressed. Hearing this from the man, he was even more disappointed, but he also nodded along with Mu Xiaowei, not daring to disobey. However, after a pause, the international chapter still said: "V... Simon, can we see you after breakfast?"

"See what I'm doing, you are all grown up girls," Simon joked, noticing one thing: "Where is Zeng?"

Mu Xiaowei, who was standing on the other side of Xun Mei, hurriedly said, "She hasn't gotten up yet."

"It's a little early," Simon just asked, and let go of Xun Mei, seeing the three girls still reluctant to part, and knowing what they were expecting, he said, "There are a lot of vacancies in the West Courtyard, if you want, you can stay in the future. here."

When the man's words fell, the international chapter was excited, and the other two women had somewhat complicated thoughts, but more of it was joy.

After all... it's the equivalent of having an identity.

As for the rest, the three girls are not in a hurry, and they can't be in a hurry anyway.

When the three girls left, Chen Qing, who was smiling all the time, pouted and deliberately put on a resentful expression: "The boss is always like this, the house will soon be unable to hold it."

Simon smiled: "Then vacate your room."

Chen Qing suddenly showed a more aggrieved expression, pouted, and then instructed Jiang Shanwu: "Go outside and watch, and say that the boss is mine during breakfast time, and anyone who comes will be driven away."

Jiang Shanwu looked at Simon hesitantly.

Simon nodded.

There are indeed some things to talk about that are not suitable for the presence of other girls.

Jiang Shanwu left, the waitress began to serve breakfast, and Jiang Yuanchi handed over a certain newspaper of today.

Simon glanced at the headlines on the front page and skipped them, sighing that he was still soft-hearted, but anyway, the adjustment direction has been determined, and it has nothing to do with the overall situation.

The breakfast was set up, and in no hurry to move the chopsticks, Simon continued to turn the page, and Chen Qing next to him also came over and quickly browsed with his boss, while pointing out: "The Shanghai market has been up and down within 2000 points for more than a month recently. Running around, I should be able to break through today.”

Simon remembered that Nizi around him bought a lot of stocks and said, "You should also clear your positions, don't think about making all the benefits."

Chen Qing nodded her head, but did not intend to do so.

Simon understands what she is thinking when he sees the girl around him, and it doesn't matter. He just reminds: "Some rules that should be observed should still be followed, don't be too arbitrary. You must know that the reason why we can stand firmly in our own class is the same Thanks to the rules. You play too much for a while, thinking that you have taken a big advantage, and when others don’t follow the rules, you will suddenly find that you are the one who loses the most, and it will be too late to regret it.”

Chen Qing hugged her boss's arm and shook it: "I know, I know."

Listening to this tone... Simon can only helplessly.

Having said this, I quickly turned to the international news that Simon has been paying more attention to recently.

One of the reports immediately caught Simon's attention, and the news came from Africa, which was habitually forgotten.

In the ongoing scuffle in the Democratic Republic of Congo, a DRC government official has publicly accused France of sending weapons to the Central African war zone causing a large number of civilian casualties, including a very inhumane white phosphorus bomb.

The official also said he would file a complaint with the United Nations seeking to stop the French government's egregious behavior.

Chen Qing followed her boss's gaze to the article, and she didn't know why: "Boss, is there any problem with this?"

Simon quickly scanned other news, continued to turn the page, and said, "commercial competition. We have our own arms sales network in the Central African region. Recently, there are people who want to participate. There are too many monks and few porridge, so we can only squeeze others out."

When the man explained this, Chen Qing immediately understood, but she quickly smiled and said: "The boss just said that I should not break the rules. Selling arms to Central Africa should be a tacit understanding of many countries. When the matter comes to the United Nations, Wan Wan Once the joint embargo is launched, no one will think about doing business?"

"Yeah," Simon nodded. "So, if you let the United Nations intervene, it's just talking about it, and it's mainly operating on the French side. By means of political party strife and public opinion pressure, France is forced to abandon its martial arts and take the initiative to stop this business. You have to know that there are embargo restrictions on the African side, and everyone's business will not see the light."

Chen Qing thought for a while and asked, "What if France uses the same method to deal with us?"

"First of all, the French system has determined that it is not easy for them to unite against someone, oh, this is what I have personally experienced. Second, even if we have to deal with it, such as our main source of arms, Ukraine, similar methods are ineffective there. Because of the level of public opinion, we have the commanding heights of public opinion. Political parties and the like, up and down Ukraine, many people are the beneficiaries of this incident, and the few who don't get the benefits can't make waves."

Chen Qing listened carefully, nodded her head, but couldn't help but said, "It's always wrong to sell weapons, right?"

"Of course not," Simon nodded and glanced at the girl beside him: "However, did I ever say that I'm a good person?"

Chen Qing was stunned for a moment, and then posted it with a bright smile: "Boss, we are the same, and I am not a good person."

"You have problems with these three views, and you need to be educated."

"Ha ha."

As he turned to another page, an auction announcement that was said to be an advertisement but did not resemble an advertisement attracted Simon's attention.

The Overseas Chinese Hotel by the West Lake in Hangzhou is planning to hold an auction next month due to business difficulties. The hotel covers an area of ​​9,000 square meters, with a construction area of ​​17,000 square meters, and requires a deposit of 10 million yuan.

Simon was interested mainly because he had seen a related follow-up.

There is a painting in the lobby of this hotel, which a famous painter specially made for it when the Overseas Chinese Hotel opened. Later, this painting appeared in the auction and the transaction price was as high as 200 million yuan. The original auction price of this hotel was also the same. 200 million RMB is equivalent to the hotel owner selling a painting, recovering the full cost, and getting a hotel in a prime location by the West Lake for nothing.

Of course, many people's first reaction to the 200 million yuan more than ten years apart must be different, inflation and the like.

The problem is that a hotel won in 2000, let alone other things, is just that piece of land after more than ten years, and the value is also far more than 200 million.

Chen Qing followed her boss's gaze again, glanced around, glanced at the man around her, knew Simon's preference for the Chinese real estate industry, and tentatively said: "Boss, buy it?"

Simon is decisive: "Buy!"