Chapter 122

"Didn't you say that KFC had to line up? How did you get the position so quickly! You didn't use any privileges!" Jia Yapeng asked with a smile when he saw that Chen Liren had occupied a position and ordered the meal first.

"No, I never do such a thing. Don't talk nonsense!" Chen Liren seemed a little nervous. When he heard Jia Yapeng's words, he immediately interrupted.

"What's the matter, it's like your father hiding in the dark!" Jia Yapeng couldn't help laughing, and then he focused on these KFC foods.

[the 3400 word chapter is more exciting. I hope you will enjoy it]

With curiosity, Jia Yapeng couldn't wait to take a bite, and then said with sincere admiration, "great, it's been 30 years, but the taste hasn't changed!!"

Indeed, compared with the past 20 years, KFC in 1992 has no difference. It is still the taste of the future, which makes Jia Yapeng want to praise KFC. This is the spirit of craftsman!

But on the contrary, after 30 years, the taste is still the same and has not changed at all. Is this ironic?

Well, these are the questions that the public need to think about. Jia Yapeng only needs to taste this long lost foreign fast food.

"Lao Jia, eat slowly and have a meal like a meal!" Chen Li Ren said quickly when he saw that Jia Yaping was just eating hard in front of him.

"Come on, what's the matter with you? Tell me quickly. I still have big business to do!" Jia Yapeng didn't care and continued to eat haisai.

"It's all right. Factory director Jia likes to eat more. It's my treat today!" at this time, a man quietly killed him and sat opposite Jia Yapeng and beside Chen Liren.

At this time, there were beads of sweat on Chen Liren's forehead. He didn't even dare to look at this man.

"You actually came to me today?" seeing this scene, Jia Yapeng moved in his heart, ate and looked at the middle-aged man opposite.

"Factory director Jia is powerful and has a sharp eye. I admire him!" the man said with surprise and admiration.

"What you did!" Jia Yapeng glared at Chen Liren fiercely. Chen Liren's face was full of grievances, like a little daughter-in-law. His face was full of innocence and forced helplessness.

"Good or bad?" Jia Yapeng asked, looking at the middle-aged man helplessly.

"I don't know if it's a good thing, but it's definitely not a bad thing!" the other party laughed. "Introduce yourself. My name is Xu Guangle. President Jia and I have met, but Jia Yapeng should not remember me."

"No, I remember you!" Jia Yapeng shook his head and said seriously. "On the plane yesterday, Mr. Xu sat behind me and hit his head on my chair. What a loud noise, I remember!"

"Eh... Ha ha... Ha ha..." Xu Guangle has forgotten how to laugh. The whole person has been stiff there for a long time and has forgotten what he wants to say.

After a while, Xu Guangle readjusted, sorted out his clothes and straightened out his thoughts. However, Xu Guangle was helpless to find that the suppression of momentum originally brought by his sudden appearance has been completely eliminated by Jia Yapeng's three words and two words. Now he can't put pressure on each other in momentum.

"What a wonderful young man!" Xu Guangle sighed in his heart, but he didn't want to suppress Jia Yapeng, so he ignored these details and said directly, "Mr. Jia, you want to talk to you for a while, would you like to?"

"What if I don't want to?" Jia Yapeng raised his eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to, I'll go now. I won't waste you any time!" Xu Guangle said with a smile.

"People are here. It's a pity not to talk. Go ahead. I'll accompany you with what you want to talk about and what you can say!" Jia Yapeng said generously. In fact, Jia Yapeng was also very curious about what Xu Guangle wanted to talk to himself.

"As far as I know, boss Jia bought more than 1000 houses in DIDU and has tens of millions of stocks with market value in modu. Will you be worried about the future of these stocks and real estate?" Xu Guangle took the lead in asking, and stared at Jia Yapeng closely.

"Mr. Xu, in your eyes, I must be a fool!" hearing the other party's question, Jia Yapeng couldn't help laughing.

"No! Absolutely not! Don't get me wrong. I've never had such an idea! How could you think so?" Xu Guangle quickly denied.

"Simple, in your eyes, if I wasn't a fool, how could you ask such a question? If I knew that these real estate and stocks would lose money, why would I smash them with real gold and silver? What's not stupid?" Xu Guangle smiled.

"No, it's not stupid to ask!" Xu Guangle smiled. "In fact, there is another possibility that RMB is worthless in the future. In the economic collapse, RMB inflation has increased ten times, or even hundreds of times. At that time, houses and stocks may be the most valuable things!"

"..." Jia Yapeng's hand trembled slightly, and then looked at Xu Guangle in surprise. Who is this guy and how dare he say anything? This is at the root of the Imperial City, at the foot of the emperor!

Also, has this man's Three Outlooks been completely blown up?

"Mr. Xu doesn't seem very confident about our future in China!" Jia Yapeng put his chicken wings and looked at Xu Guangle with bright eyes.

"A little!" Xu Guangle nodded "Brother, I'll come straight to the point. You know, the Soviet Union has disappeared, the national economy has completely collapsed, the ruble has depreciated wildly, and prices have soared. However, the rich people there have purchased a large number of real estate at a very low price with all kinds of materials and rubles, state-owned enterprises, and even the country's land and resources. The whole Soviet Union almost disappeared overnight It has become a private Soviet Union! "

"Don't you think this scene is very similar to what you are doing?" Xu Guangle's eyes showed a strange light.

"Get out of here!" Jia Yapeng looked at Xu Guangle and said seriously.

"Hey, Mr. Jia, don't be angry. Let me finish talking!" Xu Guangle smiled and waved his hand "In fact, I am the same person as you. I have seen the future of this country like you, and this is also our opportunity. In fact, I have some resources. Although I don't have many, I also have many in the imperial capital. I only lack entrepreneurs with vision and ability like you and your financial strength. We might as well cooperate, just like you and Liren children The same. What do you think we'll be fifty-five? "

"I repeat, please get out!" Jia Yapeng took a deep breath, tried not to let himself spit out some dirty words, and tried to say it again with calm luck.

"Is fifty-five cents too little? No, my resources are also very valuable. You don't suffer!" Xu Guangle thought Jia Yapeng was too little money.

"No, this is a deal destined to suffer big losses!" Jia Yapeng said coldly "Our country will not fall into the end of the Soviet Union. It will prosper day by day, touch the stones, and pass one trap after another. It will develop, it will heat up, it will be rich, it will honor, it will revive, it will surpass Britain, Germany, Fusang, and even America to become the new leader of the world!"

"Mr. Xu, give up your shameful and despicable ideas. You are a Chinese. Please don't forget this!"

"These are just your personal thoughts and wishes, but the facts are ruthless!" Xu Guangle shook his head. "Young man, your words can't convince me. I still think that China is in danger. After all, the lessons of the big brother of the Soviet Union..."

"When you were walking on the sidewalk, a man suddenly ran to the road and was killed by a car!" before Xu Guangle finished speaking, Jia Yapeng suddenly opened his mouth and jumped out a sentence that Xu Guangle was stunned.

"Why do you say this? It's our topic..."

"Then I ask you, Mr. Xu, will you be killed by a car when you walk on the sidewalk?" Jia Yapeng suddenly looked at Xu guanglezhi and asked.

"You... I..." Xu Guangle's expression changed blue and purple, like a neon light.

"It's different. We come down in one continuous line with the Soviet Union. We..." Xu Guangle took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then prepared to refute.

"Well, change the problem. When the two brothers were walking on the sidewalk, your eldest brother suddenly walked into the road and was killed by a car. Will you be killed right away?"

"You..." Xu Guangle was completely speechless, but he was still very gentlemanly. Finally, he shook his head helplessly and said, "this is sophistry. We are reasoning, not debating, nor personal attack."

"I'm just trying to reason with you!" Jia Yapeng straightened his clothes, and then said, "the boss will die because he drinks all year round, breaks his head and runs to the road to die!"

"As long as we can walk properly, sit upright, have a clear mind and strong limbs, don't be fascinated by the lights on both sides of the street, and stride forward straight, will we be killed by the car?" Jia Yapeng's voice was clear, and Xu Guangle sat down in the chair.

At this moment, Xu Guangle suddenly felt that the dark clouds in his heart had been blown away, but there was still a trace of confusion in his mind. He couldn't help asking.

"What if we don't have a clear mind? What if we drink wine? Just like big brother?" Xu Guangle finally asked.

"No, our minds are very clear!" Jia Yapeng shook his head and looked respectfully in a certain direction. "Fortunately, we first have the wisest mind to lead us on the right road."

"Secondly, the answer is here." Jia Yapeng pointed to his KFC and smiled. "Ten years ago, I told you that there would be a KFC here. Do you believe it?"

"This..." Xu Guangle wanted to say the letter, but finally shook his head. Ten years ago, who dared to believe that an American enterprise would be opened here!

"Can you believe that KFC will sell fried dough sticks in the future?" Jia Yapeng asked again.

"Don't believe..." Xu Guangle shook his head. This time he firmly believed that how could Americans sell fried dough sticks!

"That's right!" Jia Yapeng counseled. "We Chinese like to eat fried dough sticks, so we must sell fried dough sticks in KFC in the future."

"I don't understand what you mean. Even if KFC sells fried dough sticks, what does it mean?" Xu Guangle asked.

"I just want to tell you that as long as we Chinese people want to get rich, we will be able to get rich, because this is the necessity of history, social development and 1.2 billion Chinese people. The world can't stop the hard-working and smart people who occupy one fifth of the world from getting rich with their own hands!"

"This is the general trend of the world. Only by selling fried dough sticks can KFC keep up with the general trend of the world. Otherwise, the flood soup will eventually be submerged in the long river of history."

[PS: I don't know how you feel about the later paragraph!]