Xiang Wenhua nodded, deeply agreeing.
"Uncle Zheng is right, that makes a lot of sense. Just at this mont, now that Zhizhong is President in Valle, and the Wale Republic is changing with each passing day, if our Family Wealth is shifted to Valle, it'll be a win-win for both sides."
Liu Zhizhong was overjoyed when he heard this. He nodded and said, "I know, more than half of your Family Wealth is already overseas. It's just that none of it has been invested in the Wale Republic. If from now on we push further, transfuse blood into Valle, the positive returns are guaranteed, and it's safe and reliable. The characteristics of the Wale Republic, I'm sure you all know them very well, don't you?"
Xiang Wenhua nodded. "Do I even need to say it? Freedom, democracy, equality, political transparency, and the economy left to the market. To be honest, I've been following the Wale Republic for a long ti, but I never recognized that Chi Zhongshui was actually Liu Zhizhong, haha… You getting on well with the West is without doubt the right card to play. If our side's family funds move over, that's an excellent safe haven!"
Zheng Xitong nodded, very much in agreent with this, and said, "Next, we still have to mobilize the overseas funds of the Southwest Faction and the Southern Faction. As long as they can flow toward Valle, we should send as much as we can. As for people who can go over to participate in managent and operations, we should select outstanding disciples from the clans, preferably those with overseas study backgrounds, and not the kind who'll cause trouble and jam up the Family's overseas economic operations."
Inside, Liu Zhizhong was delighted. He said, "Excellent, excellent! I believe that the Southwest Faction and Southern Faction together must have over a trillion US Dollars in overseas assets, right? Such an economic injection will be bursting with vitality, haha…"
He really laughed out loud, and very loudly at that.
Xiang Wenhua and Zheng Xitong exchanged a glance, and actually both laughed as well.
Xiang Wenhua had a slightly mocking look and said, "President Chi, do you look down on the two of our factions' families that much? To tell you the truth, just the Xiang family's overseas assets alone have already broken one trillion dollars."
Zheng Xitong said, "The Zheng Family and the Qian Family have each broken one trillion."
The two of them spoke in such a light, casual tone.
Liu Zhizhong, however, couldn't stay calm. He almost jumped to his feet. "My god, I really was shallow, really shallow! Co, co, let drink a cup to apologize, a cup to apologize!"
"Hahaha…"
Amid loud laughter, the three of them still shared another drink.
Liu Zhizhong was truly reaping a great harvest. Just think, once those overseas financial resources of the Powerful family clans being squeezed out inside the Great East Pot are injected into the Wale Republic—hell, that would be sothing else, absolutely sothing else.
With proper operation on top of that, the future consortium returns would be extraordinary, and the driving force they'd provide for the entire national economy of Valle would be truly beyond imagination!
Just then, Qian Xuan also arrived. A bodyguard had driven him over; he didn't enter in the car—he ca in by himself in his electric wheelchair.
Once Qian Xuan arrived, although his father had just passed away, he was still in fairly good spirits at seeing Liu Zhizhong and Xiang Wenhua.
"Sorry, Uncle Zheng, Guide, Brother Zhizhong, I'm a bit late. Brother Zhizhong's cooking is still as superb as ever! I had a little taste and ca over specifically to keep eating, haha… Looks like everyone's in pretty good spirits. What are you talking about that has you all this excited?"
Liu Zhizhong said he'd go get a bowl and chopsticks for Qian Xuan, but Zheng Xitong actually held him down. "Hey, Zhizhong, you sit. How can we have the President running around cooking and fetching bowls and chopsticks? I'll go, I'll go, haha…"
This was another little harmony-filled mont, so they simply let Zheng Xitong go get the bowl and chopsticks.
anwhile, Xiang Wenhua and Liu Zhizhong explained the relevant matters to Qian Xuan.
Qian Xuan didn't hesitate at all after listening, and imdiately made the call, saying, "Brother Zhizhong, wherever you are, that's where I am, that's where the Qian Family is. Valle is developing very well. There's no problem at all with moving the Qian Family's entire overseas capital portfolio over there."
Just for that line, how could Liu Zhizhong not clink a glass with Brother Xuan alone?
At this mont, Liu Zhizhong knew perfectly well that Qian Xuan was Third Sister Zheng's half-brother, sharing the sa father. Didn't that make their relationship even closer?
Of course, this was a secret that couldn't be spoken casually. Liu Zhizhong had his own sense of asure; he had no intention of saying more, not even if he were beaten to death.
Everyone sat together drinking, and Liu Zhizhong, Xiang Wenhua, and Zheng Xitong also did their best to comfort Qian Xuan over the pain of losing his father.
Qian Xuan still displayed a broad, strategic mindset, saying that life is full of sudden fortune and disaster, and no one can predict it. For his father to pass away at this age was a long life by any asure, so there was nothing to regret. As for the Qian Family's enterprises, he was determined to guard this realm well.
It was just that, in his words, Qian Xuan still revealed a trace of anxiety.
Holding his wine cup, slightly tipsy, Qian Xuan said, "That old bastard Gu Changsha, the mont he got into power, the shit he pulled was downright inhuman—everyone knows it."
"Whether it's the Southwest, the Southern, or the Northern regions, the local Powerful People have all been ravaged by him, haven't they? All the benefits have been devoured by the Tiandu Family, haven't they?"
"Today, you, Xiang Wenhua, managed to escape disaster and keep West Guang Province thanks to Brother Zhizhong. Our few major families throwing our overseas funds at Valle can be considered safe, and the returns won't be bad."
"But what about tomorrow? Damn it, if tomorrow Gu Changsha suddenly goes crazy, who knows what new policy he'll cook up to further suppress us?"
"I dare to predict this: once our large-scale overseas funds start moving and pour into Valle, Gu Changsha will definitely find out, he'll definitely get angry, and he'll definitely retaliate! When that happens, how are we going to protect the basic foundations we've left inside the country?"
"We can't always rely on Brother Zhizhong, can we? He is, after all, President of Valle. If he ddles too much in the affairs of the Great East Pot, people will resent it, and it will invite unnecessary trouble!"
Hearing his own son talk like this, Zheng Xitong couldn't have been more gratified.
His son had grown up, could stand on his own, and knew how to make predictions.
Of course, Zheng Xitong gave a slight smile. "Xuanzi, the overall direction of your thinking is correct, and it has quite the air of a Family Head of a great clan. Your father can rest easy in his grave. But for the mont, Gu Changsha isn't quite crazy to that extent. No matter what, the local Powerful People, their ancestors did render outstanding service for the Great East Republic. Even if Gu Changsha wants to make himself Emperor, he can't let things look too ugly on the surface, can he?"
Xiang Wenhua shook his head and said, "Uncle Zheng, Xuanzi's speculation really makes sense, and we should start preparing early. We can't count on that bit of glory from our ancestors during the September Revolution to protect us for a lifeti, can we? Rember last year, when Gu Changsha was clamping down on the Southern region, didn't he say it himself? In the new era, there are no iron-capped princes in this world! His killing intent is a wolf's ambition—everyone can see it, but no one can do much about him. Zhizhong's move is really just an expedient; it won't hold for long! Even if Valle and West Guang cooperate, how many tis have we seen deals broken over here?"
At this, both Zheng Xitong and his son fell sowhat silent.
Liu Zhizhong also turned his wine cup in his hand, stayed silent for a mont, then said in a low voice, "If he wants to monopolize the realm, then we might as well stage another September Revolution."
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