Chapter 1349 - 1351
Zhao Xuran was sitting in the car on the way home, excitedly sharing his thoughts with Zhao Guangran.
Zhao Guangran was sitting next to Zhao Xuran, genuinely wishing he could close his eyes and rest, but he didn’t dare to.
"When we get back, I’ll notify Rui Wen to come over here." Zhao Xuran wanted to handle it himself, but he didn’t have the time. More importantly, this project was absolutely suitable for Gong Ruwen.
"Are you planning to let Rui Wen take charge of this?" Zhao Guangran wasn’t surprised that Zhao Xuran would say that.
"Agreed, I want a stake in it."
"I’ve thought before, if playing finance in the United States didn’t go smoothly and it wasn’t too hard to make money, I’d go back and open a supermarket in China, and I’m sure the profits won’t be small."
"But now, I don’t have the time."
"Certainly, a supermarket like this should have a foreign investment background." At first, many people might be scared off by the massive investment.
But once the supermarket business picks up, Zhao Xuran guarantees that many will be envious.
Many people will desperately rush in, crying and making a fuss to get a slice of the pie.
No one knows how many will step in at that time. "Exactly, since you’re an American now."
Zhao Xuran sighed, sometimes, no matter how they developed in China and how they improved their capabilities, it didn’t compare to Zhao Guangran getting a green card.
"So, are you setting up another company or what?" Zhao Guangran didn’t care which way to invest, as long as it made money.
"By the way, what do you think about bringing a few management-savvy foreigners back?" Zhao Xuran was initially thinking about setting up a joint venture supermarket.
Nowadays, many companies are so-called joint ventures, but later on, Zhao Xuran thought it’d be better to go with a completely foreign-owned one.
"Of course, but the cost will be very high."
"And even those who are capable might not be willing to go back." Although Zhao Guangran knew China was a prime spot for making money,
but these foreigners don’t think so; they feel China is too closed for them to make a significant amount of money, "They think the food in China isn’t good enough."
"And the living conditions aren’t good enough either."
"Brother Xu Ran, haven’t you seen those media reports?" Although Zhao Guangran was quite angry about some of the misleading reports by so-called mainstream media about China,
what could he do, his anger didn’t register on the radar of those media bigwigs.
"Don’t hire those who aren’t friendly to our country." To many Chinese, foreigners represent wealth.
Actually, many foreigners are very poor; lots of so-called foreigners come to China not on company assignments but because they have no choice but to expand their territories here.
Or they’ve heard rumors that once some people in China know they are foreigners, they become extraordinarily excited, especially some girls who want to go abroad.
Some things are mutual consent; there’s no need to blame the foreigners, but some people’s actions are excessively over the top. Even Zhao Xuran’s cold heart would feel quite angry hearing about it.
Since it’s his own business, Zhao Xuran cannot be indifferent. He doesn’t want some problematic foreigners making money off him and then doing inhumane things.
Zhao Xuran controlled himself a bit, but Zhao Guangran could hear the dissatisfaction in his words.
He sighed, wanting to advise Zhao Xuran not to be so emotional, after all, in some matters, you can’t always say one side is at fault; both sides have to bear some responsibility.
"Brother Xu Ran, don’t be so agitated. In their eyes, knowing a foreigner means an opportunity to go abroad, and overseas seem like lands paved with gold." Even at Jing University, some are particularly excited to see a foreigner.
"After all, washing dishes abroad earns more than in the country."
"Being a foreigner, the income is bound to be higher." Gong Ruini hadn’t interacted with such female classmates before.
However, someone in the dorm would gossip about who is in a relationship with a foreigner, saying that the foreigner would take them back with them and other such stories.
"Which is why I don’t want to engage much. Anyway, I would hire only foreigners who have families to ensure stability." Zhao Xuran admitted he had a bit of a mood.
"We’re in business. What if the foreigner cheats a woman and then takes off, leaving the woman at a loss, and she comes to the company hoping we’ll bear the responsibility?" Zhao Xuran was essentially worried about this.
Some might even fight their way to demand compensation. No way, Gong Ruini wanted to say, Comrade Zhao Xuran, you’re overthinking a bit.
"Are we matchmakers?" Zhao Guangran was utterly dumbfounded.
"Anyone sensible would know it has nothing to do with us." Gong Jiaming said calmly.
Dai Limin, shaking his head next to them, said, "For someone who’s always thinking about going abroad, knowing that the person who could’ve taken them abroad is actually returning home would be quite disappointing."
"Disappointment, especially among women, can sometimes be irrational." He couldn’t help but recall a brother of his who, after abandoning his girlfriend, faced extreme actions from the latter.
Even though Dai Limin wasn’t directly involved, thinking back still sent chills down his spine.
His assertiveness made Gong Jiaming keep glancing at him, wondering if this fellow had done something similar, otherwise, how could he speak with such confidence?
"Wow." Apart from Gong Jiaming, even Gong Ruini turned to look at Dai Limin. He wouldn’t dare lash out at the three big shots, so he took it out on Gong Jiaming.
"Am I that kind of person?"
"I’m a truly innocent person." Dai Limin vowed he was absolutely a good man.
How could Gong Ruini and the others believe him? They all flipped him off, infuriating Dai Limin.
"Wow, I said it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me." Dai Limin yelled, disregarding the setting.
Since Dai Limin was close to the driver’s seat, it enraged Gong Jiaming.
"Wow, just stay away from me; don’t you know I’m driving?"
"What if I make a mistake?" Gong Jiaming was aggrieved; he wasn’t the only one looking down on Dai Limin. Was it necessary to keep his eyes on him?
He scoffed, figuring they were bullying him because he seemed easy to bully. But even Gong Jiaming had a temper, especially remembering what Zhao Guangran had said before.
Gong Jiaming’s little universe began to burst, "You can’t just bully people like this."
What was happening? Why did this child suddenly burst out? Adjusting to the fact that Gong Jiaming occasionally complained or acted childishly was something they were used to, but they didn’t expect him to cry.
Although when he was younger, Gong Ruini had seen him cry numerous times, he was so young then, crying once or twice was pretty normal.
As he grew, Gong Jiaming understood a lot more, and Gong Ruini hadn’t seen him cry in ages.
Yet, she didn’t expect him to start sobbing now.
Was it due to getting frequently scolded by Guangran? After all, he’s a somewhat inward kid, if Gong Jiaxin were in the United States, those siblings could have a good chat.
Even if Gong Jiaxin wasn’t well-versed in finance, when it came to comforting Gong Jiaming, she was top-notch at it.
But she’s not here now, what to do?
Gong Ruini unceremoniously glanced at the three men in the back, "Brother Guangran, what do you say we do?"
"I’m driving." Zhao Guangran was also stunned by Gong Jiaming’s sudden outburst. He really didn’t know how to comfort a child with fluctuating emotions.
Of course, if it was a woman, Zhao Guangran would be willing to spend time consoling her. But when it came to comforting Gong Jiaming, he truly didn’t have the time.