Chapter 51 The cover-up of the liar

Sitting in the small living room downstairs, there is a table in the middle of the room, surrounded by a wide and luxurious sofa. There is a coffee-colored wooden box on the table, which contains the best Havana cigars, which was specially prepared by Risa yesterday.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Chen Moran swallowed the clouds towards the ceiling with a cigar in his cigarette in his hand. The thick cigar is held in the hand, and there is a strong smell of cigars in the throat, which is easy to make people have the illusion of self-strength and surname.

And Chen Moran is deeply satisfied with the way he smokes cigars, because this image is completely in line with the characteristics of a strong man, and there are more or less some dreams when he is a teenager. A black Bailey hat and a cigar that he always has been held in his hand. When he was a teenager, he thought it was very cool. Later, he learned that it was very man, and even some Heroism, however, in the hearts of any man, there is always a little bit of genetic heroism. Cigars are the best props for men to embody heroism.

"Yes, have you noticed that you have become a little..."

Xiao Ji, who was sitting at the side table and smoking a cigarette, looked at Chen Moran's behavior, looking like he wanted to stop talking.

"Is it a little extravagant?"

Chen Moran, who was holding a cigar, took the words.

"Learn to enjoy life and enjoy the value of existence."

Chen Moran, who was holding a cigar and enjoying this heroic prop, said arrogantly.

"In a sense, this should become a top priority for everyone."

Silence! In addition to using silence as an answer, Xiao Qiren really didn't know what to say.

"I know, I know, you must want to say that everything is difficult at the beginning. We have just started now, and the company has just registered, so we should save!"

"However, now the industrial company has not been built for the first time, the business has not been exhibited, and the factory has not been built. If the owner is obsessed with luxury, I'm afraid..."

Xiao Yuren shook his head helplessly.

"It's better to remove the prefix China of the industrial company, so as not to stain the name of China."

The words are sharp, without any scruples, harsh but heartless.

"Bang, bang!"

Chen Moran, who was holding a cigar in his hand, applauded him.

"Miyang, that's right. This is the manager I need. You are a soldier. What I want is your straightforward surname. In the future, to be honest, outside, when dealing with those foreign devils, we are right no matter how we bend around, but between us, I just hope to say something, don't cover it up. It's covered!"

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything. Some things were not that he didn't want to say, but because of years of surnames. What the Virginia Military Academy taught him could not change the surname he had cultivated in China for 20 years.

Press the cigar in the ashtray, Chen Moran sat up straight and stretched forward.

"Wei Yang, do you know how many pairs of eyes are looking at us now?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Yuren looked around.

"What do you mean?"

"In the past three days, all of Shanghai have known me, Chen Moran, and I also know my Chen's Garden, including our China Industrial Company, and I don't know how many times I have been checked. On the ground of Shanghai, a tycoon like me jumped out like a stone monkey. Not to mention them, even if I met them, I may have to send someone to investigate!"

Although he is not a liar, Chen Moran's partner in later generations is a liar. From "Jade seller" to "four-piece set" to "He whiteboard", all of them are cheats, but it is this deceiving him of tens of millions of dollars. From him, Chen Moran is more or less I learned how to be a liar.

"Look, what have I done in the past three days? Twenty boxes of top Havana cigars, one color of goods from 1897, hundreds of bottles of cognac and other wines from 1892, as well as Shaoxing Huang for 50 years, 18 years of daughter Hong, and Fen wine for more than 30 years. How much have I spent these days?"

Holding a cigar, he felt that he was not like his own Chen Moran watching Xiao Yuren spit out a number.

"It's nearly 26,000 US dollars, almost 40,000 taels of silver!"

The most important thing for a liar is to tell others with your own actions - I have money, I have a lot of money! Follow me, don't be afraid!

"Of course, the effect is also remarkable!"

Chen Moran smiled and picked up a few invitations from the table. These were sent by the so-called tycoons, just some banquets and so on.

"You told me that Shanghai is very realistic. As long as you have money, not to mention Chinese, even niggers, those tycoons also strive to know you."

"But you are not a liar! Retability is only an auxiliary, and you can't put everything in prestige. After all, industrial companies are the fundamental!"

"Aren't you talking to Yangxing about machines all the time? And about buying land, I, the chairman, have entrusted it to you.

Chen Moran said with a smile. The reason why he was asked to come back is that he doesn't have much time to spend on industrial companies at the moment. After all, "printing money" is the right thing now. The right thing is right, and the printing factory always has to do it.

"The machine has been negotiated, but the land in the concession is too expensive, and the Chinese world is demanding taxes, which is not easy to do!"

"It doesn't matter. If you have to pay miscellaneous taxes, you have to pay miscellaneous taxes. It's all like that old woman! Anyway, how did you arrange that?

Leaning forward, Chen Moran asked one thing he was most concerned about.

"I went to the Bureau of the Ministry of Industry to ask that the land on the west side of the street is not a commercial area designated by the Ministry of Industry Bureau. If you don't invest in commercial phone, they won't stop you."

"That is to say, as long as I want to cover it, I can cover it, right?"

Although there is a large wine cellar and a basement in my house, I can't place the machine. Not to mention that the area is not large enough, the entrance is too small for the machine to enter at all. Yesterday, after walking around his home, he stared at the west corner of the garden and thought about building a building there, building a large basement, and building a "note printing factory" there.

But I never thought that there would be such a rule to build a house at home. It was definitely not appropriate to build a factory in my own home. I was thinking about making a three- or four-story commercial building. I didn't expect that at this time, the Ministry of Industry would still have a commercial area and residential area to build a three or four-story building, which would obviously arouse others. Doubt.

Just then, a teenager in a suit came in and walked to the young master. Xiao Liu respectfully handed over a letter with both hands.

"Young Master, Mr. Henry of Xiangsheng Yangxing sent someone to send a letter!"

Looking at Xiao Liu in front of him, Chen Moran only felt that his eyes lit up. They only said that they could not be used for commercial use, but they did not say that they could not do it.

Before receiving the letter, Chen Moran turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan with a smile.

"Wei Yang, what do you think of our orphanage in the garden!"