How did I become a god

Chapter 1638 Rational

Chapter 1638 Rational

At around 6.2 o'clock in the evening of early summer at the end of May, the street lights on the streets of Hangzhou were already on, the bright lights penetrated the gaps between the leaves of the sycamore trees on the street, and the luxurious -meter body of the Maybach dragged out a slender silhouette under the street lights.

Smelling the sandalwood in the car, Ma Yun sank into the leather seat, her index finger unconsciously stroking the pages of the thread-bound copy of "Swordsman" on her lap.

After a while, Ma Yun picked up the phone and dialed Jing Gao's number. A "beep" sound came from the receiver, and the expression on his face looked firm under the light inside the car.

After a while, the call was connected. Ma Yun said calmly, "Hello, Mr. Jing, I have something to talk to you about."

"Okay, huhuhu, Mr. Ma, you go ahead."

Ma Yun guessed that Jing Gao was exercising, and inferred that Jing Gao was very relaxed when answering his call, which meant that he was confident. He concentrated and said, "The family affairs of our new partner Jiang Fan in Alibaba have been trending on Weibo.

We will remove our blockade on you leading the debt restructuring of Mingyuan Group. Can this matter be ended here?"

Jing Gao couldn't help but smile and said, "Boss Ma, this is not your style!"

When did the boastful Ali Ma start speaking so quietly?

Ma Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he asked, "Then what is my style? Mr. Jing, your Weibo showing off your influence to the outside world may affect your control over Weibo. Will the first person to do this have no descendants?"

Jing Gao said: "You are right. I have the weapon of public opinion in my hand, so should I just put it aside? You Alibaba has a lot of media matrix, how can you blame me with a clear conscience?"

He understood what Ma Yun meant. Weibo is a public platform. If the capitalist behind it shows his inclination, then other large companies and foreign capital will be cautious about advertising on Weibo, and instead support a platform that can "use money" to get a "pass" or "privilege".

For example: Xiaohongshu, Douy, and Bilibili.

This is a game.

Will Weibo's voice in the public opinion field be weakened by losing Alibaba as a major customer? Different people have different opinions. This will be a long-term development and game process.

But what is clear is that he cannot always handle problems like this: even if Ali pays for public relations, the hot searches on Weibo cannot be removed.

But then again, what's wrong with him being willful once? Can Ali punish him if he wants to, or withdraw if he wants to?

Capital is very arrogant. It will be unreasonable wherever it can be unreasonable. If it is reasonable, it is because it is forced to do so.

Ma Yun felt the veins on his forehead twitching. He took a deep breath and calmed down his fluctuating emotions. "Jing Gao, I will sell you my meager 5% of the shares at the market price. Are we even on this matter?"

"Okay, that's it."

Ma Yun listened to the beeping sound on her phone and didn't react for a moment, "."

Everyone in the martial arts world knows how difficult Jing Gao is. He is really feminine and treacherous, with a deep mind.

Since this man entered the business world, his opponents have basically lost their families and their wives and daughters have all been taken away by him.

He was prepared to argue with Jing Gao, but he didn't expect Jing Gao to agree so readily.

This made him feel relieved, but at the same time, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

His mind is now full of Alibaba's development and the listing of Alipay. This is a trillion-level business with many transactions involved, and it is very difficult for him to control it.

Fortunately, he has announced his retirement time and is ready to step back. Now the company's affairs are handled by Zhang Yongzai, freeing up a lot of his time and energy.

So he really didn't want to argue with Jing Gao over Jiang Fan's matter, which would waste his energy. However, he was surprised that Jing Gao agreed so readily.

“Is this about being a rational economic man?”

Ma Yun placed her phone next to the seat and tapped her thighs lightly. This well height was undoubtedly more terrifying.

Mingyuan Group has total assets of more than 400 billion yuan, of which assets with low liquidity such as real estate account for a small proportion.

Jing Gao has taken the lead in the debt restructuring this time. After deducting the assets recently sold by Zhou Mingyang, plus the profits and costs he needs to pay, he will definitely get a benefit of 300 billion!

My mouth is full of oil after eating it!

No wonder Jing Gao would act like a rational economic man at this moment, quitting when he saw the opportunity and not continuing to argue with him. But such a Jing Gao, who would talk about everything one by one, advance and retreat with reason, and not show his emotions, would be even more terrifying!

The "counterattack measures" he had prepared were difficult to use.

Which company doesn’t have some dirty stuff? Maimai is a company that specializes in workplace complaints. It’s easy for them to collect some dirty stuff about Phoenix Group.

He worked hard for the listing of Alipay, which is worth trillions of yuan. But Jing Gao only swallowed up Mingyuan Group and got 300 billion yuan of assets. It's really infuriating to compare with others!

"Oh, could it be that I am about to retire and feel that the world is no longer my world?" Ma Yun sighed softly, stroking his hair.

The secretary in the passenger seat came down to open the door and reminded softly, "Teacher Ma, we've arrived in the city."

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The playground of Jiaotong University's Minhang campus is soaked in the warm night breeze. The camphor trees beside the runway shatter the white light from the street lamps.

In the distance, the glass curtain wall of the Communication College's experimental building was lit with a few blue squares. Night runners in groups of three or two passed by, stepping on the broken shadows. The rustling sound of the soles of their sneakers rubbing against the track mixed with the rise and fall of cicadas.

Intermittent guitar sounds drifted from the horizontal bar area in the southeast corner of the playground. Several boys in short-sleeved shirts were humming "The Wind Rises". The halo of the street lamps illuminated the sweat beads on their foreheads.

Jing Gao stopped beside the plastic running track and handed his cell phone to Wen Xiaoli, who had accompanied him to the Jiaotong University playground for running.

Her “card friends” were also there.

Su Wanwan, whose face is full of collagen and looks tender and childlike, wears a loose T-shirt and a mid-length skirt, which covers her beautiful curves. However, she is still a sweet and pretty girl, attracting the attention of runners.

Chu Jinghong wore glasses and high heels, a light blue cotton lapel shirt and a khaki A-line white skirt, which highlighted her tall and sexy figure with golden proportions.

A pair of slender and round white legs wearing flesh-colored stockings made her as dazzling as a goddess in the playground at night.

Lin Xueji, a third-year beauty studying law at East China University of Political Science and Law, was just sent back to the Songjiang campus of the university by a car arranged by Ouyang Wan when she arrived.

Chu Jinghong, who is mature and dignified, is a PhD in liberal arts from Harvard, and she doesn't need to study anymore. Su Wanwan, who is sweet and beautiful with a childlike face and big breasts, is 19 years old this year. She is studying at the School of Journalism of Jiaotong University and is an announcer at the school radio station. She has a very nice voice.

"Brother Jing, do you want to run two more laps?"

Jing Gao put his hands on his hips, a little out of breath. He had already jogged seven laps.

The one running with him on the track was the "Valkyrie" Qiu Qiqing, who was 1.85 meters tall and had a golden proportion figure, like a supermodel in Europe and America. She wore short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and her long legs were as powerful as a battle axe, with an indescribable sexiness and charm.

There is also Yi Hongyun, who looks similar to Wang Zuxian. This 19-year-old beauty, as pure as a lotus, was watered by him and lost her immaturity. Her temperament became extremely beautiful and pure.

Tonight she is wearing a pair of black yoga pants and a small vest for night running. Her skin is fair and her curves are firm. This outfit makes her look sexy and charming.

"Wanwan, if you run two laps with me, I can still run."

Su Wanwan was a little embarrassed, her beautiful eyes full of charm, she said coquettishly: "Brother, don't you know how powerful you are? I've only had a day off, how can I run!"

Jing Gao smiled slightly, and took advantage of the night to quickly kiss the sweet and voluptuous Su Wanwan on the face, saying, "Wanwan, brother really loves you. I'm running two laps to exercise my physical strength. Annie, Yunyun, are you all right?"

Qiu Qiqing couldn't help but laugh, raised her eyebrows at Jing Gao, turned around and ran out first, her steps were like the wind. Her physical fitness was very good.

Yi Hongyun, who was wearing sexy black yoga pants, giggled, took Jing Gao's hand, and ran forward with him, "Brother Jing, Sister Annie is in good physical condition, why don't you ask her this question?"

Wen Xiaoli looked at the man being led away by Yi Hongyun on the track and smiled. She was in a bad mood in front of Mr. Jing, but she was not really angry in her heart.

He was so awkward, bringing her, Chu Jinghong, Su Wanwan and three other girls to play cards together. After all, she was also their dance teacher.

But isn't this the colorful daily life of a wealthy man like him? On the contrary, for Ma Yun, who just called to admit defeat, these people and things are the spice of his life.

(End of this chapter)