Lei Huanxi discovered that every time he was with Mr. Stephen, he would always understand something.

This is a completely different person from Hartman.

Hartman never tells you anything big. He always uses his practical actions to tell you what you should do and what you should not do.

Where is Mr. Stephen?

He prefers to use a story to make you clear about your future and the mistakes you should avoid on your growth path.

What kind of virtue and ability do you know these two brothers.

This is my greatest luck!

After dinner, Mr. Stephen took Lei Huanxi to the company he was going to.

Surprisingly, it is actually a very small company in an office building.

Not conspicuous at all.

"Belal Technology Company".

There is a sign hanging at the door.

"What does this company do?" Lei Huanxi couldn't help asking.

"It's very complicated. I never have a clear position of what I do," said Mr. Stephen.

ah?

What kind of fire does it do?

Never have you ever been clearly positioned?

When I walked into the company, a woman sat behind the desk at the door. When I saw someone coming in, I didn't say hello.

"Let's come to Mr. Barolly Beral," said Mr. Stephen politely.

"He's not here." The female receptionist said without raising her head: "Go there and wait a moment."

Faced with such a bad attitude, Mr. Stephen was not angry at all. He just smiled and sat on the sofa on the other side with Lei Huanxi.

"What kind of company is this?" Lei Huanxi couldn't help but ask.

“This company has been in existence for ten years.”

Ten years?

What happened to a company that has been like for ten years?

And what's even more strange is that it hasn't fallen yet?

"Remember what I told you when I was having a meal? Some people always think they are business geniuses when they start doing business, and the same is true for the president of this company." Mr. Stephen said with a smile: "Ten years ago, he started the 'Belal Trading Company' and closed down after operating it for a while.

Then, the 'Belal Investment Company' appeared, and after a while, it closed down. After that, one company after another with the title of 'Belal' appeared, but the fate was the same. Until last year, the 'Belal Technology Company' appeared here, but in my opinion, there was no essential difference from the previous companies."

Lei Huanxi was curious when she heard this: "Is this Mr. Beral very rich?"

"It's not particularly rich," Mr. Stephen said lightly: "When he came out to start a business, he brought only 100 million US dollars."

OK, OK.

Lei Huanxi didn't want to say anything more.

Start a business with 100 million US dollars.

This starting point is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

It is rare to use 100 million US dollars to open any company and close any company.

"Ten years, a whole decade." Mr. Stephen said with a hint of sarcasm: "In the past, his company only opened in the most prosperous commercial districts and rented the top office buildings. However, with repeated failures, the address of his new company has become more and more remote and cheap, worth 100 million US dollars, but now there are only more than 100,000 US dollars left at most."

Lei Huanxi was really convinced.

He has seen a prodigal son, but it is rare to see people who can lose 100 million US dollars in ten years.

How did this guy do it?

What is Mr. Stephen going to come to meet such a person for?

not understand.

Lei Huanxi really couldn't figure it out.

The only thing he knew was that Mr. Stephen would never do the same thing for no reason.

After waiting there for a while, a man in his thirties and definitely under forty years old walked in.

The ones I wear are all international brands, and my hair is combed without any mess, which is very stylish.

"Mr. Barolly Beral?"

Mr. Stephen stood up.

"Yes you are?"

"I'm Vildi."

Huh?

Why did Mr. Stephen use a fake name?

Lei Huanxi was full of doubts.

"Hello, Mr. Verdi."

"Hello, Mr. Beral. I am a grand introduction to you that this is Mr. Lei Huanxi, the president of Fangcun Company. And I am his private negotiator."

"Hello, Mr. Lei."

"Hello, Mr. Belal."

Lei Huanxi couldn't figure it out at all.

Using a pseudonym, your own private negotiator?

What to negotiate?

What is the real purpose of Mr. Stephen?

Barolly invited them to his office and asked the female receptionist to pour them coffee. It was obvious that the female receptionist looked very unhappy.

"Mr. Lei, Mr. Verdi, welcome to Beral Technology." Barolly said this: "I'm sorry for letting you wait here for so long. There's no way. I just went to discuss a financing project worth 50 million US dollars."

"Is it going well?" Mr. Stephen asked with a smile.

"Of course." Barololi said with great enthusiasm: "Beral Technology, although small, is a promising company. Many funds are preparing to invest in us. Fifty million US dollars is just the beginning. Ah, tomorrow, there is still a project worth more than 100 million US dollars, and I need to negotiate. It's so busy."

"But what I learned is different," Mr. Stephen said lightly: "In recent months, you have been wanting to raise funds, but unfortunately no fund is interested in your company. You once asked for a $500,000 financing, but it was still rejected by the other party, right, Mr. Beral."

Balorie's face was full of embarrassment.

Mr. Stephen pointed outside and said, "You have owed her two months' salary to that beautiful female receptionist outside. Of course, there is still a little money left on your bank card, but you also know that this is your last capital and will never be used easily, so you would rather owe employees' wages."

"Mr. Verdi, what you said has had a great impact on me and the reputation of our company. You will receive my lawyer's letter." Barolly became a little angry.

"No, no, hiring a lawyer will be a big expense, you won't pay the money." Mr. Stephen didn't take this guy seriously at all:

"It turns out that your company has at least a few technicians working, but now it's gone. Where have they been? Because you can't give them a salary on time, they don't see any hope for the company."

"It's outrageous." Barolly couldn't bear it anymore: "Go out for me, go out!"

Mr. Stephen sat there motionless: "Don't be so angry, Mr. Belal, I'm here today not to quarrel with you, but to discuss buying your company."
Chapter completed!