"That's the fleet over there?"

"Boss, that's the Black Sea Fleet. It's been parked here for more than half a month."

"Let's go and have a look."

Chu Zihang's eyes moved slightly. What does it mean if he paused for more than half a month?

This shows that the fleet has entered Coca-Cola's pocket, and they are probably thinking about how to dismantle and sell the scrap metal.

As the saying goes: An ordinary man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade.

A company that sells Coca-Cola suddenly has a huge fleet second only to the third largest in the world.

The problems are huge.

The only solution is to dismantle and sell the scrap metal.

It would be a pity to dismantle such a powerful fleet. Chu Zihang will see if he can save it.

Dismantling and selling scrap metal is just for money, so it is better to sell it to yourself.

He can also resell it.

At this time, the Black Sea Fleet was docked at the dock.

Robert Goizueta, CEO of Coca-Cola Company, was arguing with the head of the Black Sea Shipyard.

Finally, Robert Goizueta spread his hands and walked to the side angrily, holding his forehead and panting.

So irritating!

They agreed to get cash, but in the end they got a huge fleet, the Second Fleet, one of the Black Sea Fleets.

It's unbelievable that a private company owns a fleet.

Not to mention driving back to Sam's country, we haven't even gotten close to the coastline yet.

It was probably treated as a Soviet fleet and surrounded by the navy.

Oh Maiga, God!

Who told him what to do? Dismantle it and sell it for scrap?!

But if you take it apart, it will cost you a lot of money.

Damn Fuck!

If I had known earlier, if I had not cooperated with the Soviet Union, I would have lost a lot of money.

He had just argued with Ivanovich, the head of the Black Sea Shipyard, and asked them to be responsible for dismantling the fleet.

Ivanovich agreed to demolish it, but they needed Coca-Cola to pay 10 million for demolition.

If you don’t give it, you won’t do it.

For this reason, Robert Goizueta had a quarrel with him. You obviously owe me money, why don't you help me dismantle it for free?

Give money?

Another 10 million meters more!!

Frank, why don't you rob a bank?

I haven’t received the labor money, so I have to advance money.

Where can I go to reason with you!

As a result of the negotiation, Ivanovich naturally refused to give up an inch of land and would not demolish it without paying money.

When the two parties broke up on bad terms, Goizueta was so angry that her liver ached.

The one who owes money has become an uncle!

Also, your country wants to be independent. If it’s not independent yet, why doesn’t it belong to the Soviet Union?

…

Just when there was a bad atmosphere between Goizueta and Ivanovich, the head of the Black Sea Shipyard.

Chu Zihang, Berezovsky and others came over.

When Ivanovich saw Berezovsky, he immediately smiled with a straight face and hurried over.

After all, Berezovsky is now the second shareholder of the Black Sea Shipyard and their financial backer.

"Oh, dear Berezovsky, why are you here?!"

"Ivanovich, what's going on?"

Berezovsky pointed at the angry Goizueta and said: "If I read that gentleman correctly, he is Coca-Cola CEO Goizueta, right?"

"Hey, don't mention it."

Ivanovich sighed unhappily, then took out a silver-white flask and took a sip.

He then explained: "The Soviet Union has sent the Second Fleet to them, but they want us to dismantle it into scrap metal, but they are not willing to pay for the dismantling."

Berezovsky asked: "How much do you want?"

Ivanovich stretched out his hand and pointed a finger and said: "Ten million meters of knife."

"..."

Berezovsky was silent for a moment, this guy can really speak.

The asking price is 10 million, and dismantling the second fleet will cost around 5 million at most.

As a result, Ivanovich asked for five million more. No wonder they disagreed.

Getting a fleet that is a hot potato is enough to make one frown.

The key is that I didn’t get the money, so I had to pay for the disassembly out of my own pocket...

Businessmen are all driven by profit.

It is impossible to trade at a loss.

In other words, he would not agree.

At this time, Chu Zihang next to him couldn't help but joked: "This Davarisi, you are so honest. You only asked for 10 million. You should ask for 100 million."

Hear this.

Not only Ivanovich looked at Chu Zihang in surprise, but Berezovsky also looked at him in surprise.

One hundred million…

Suka is not included, I hope you can think of it.

Ivanovich looked up and down at Chu Zihang, who had a Chinese face, and asked: "Who are you? A native of the island nation, or a native of Nanhan?"

"You can insult me, but you can't treat me as a hateful island citizen." Chu Zihang said angrily.

This guy is insulting!

"Sorry, Chinese?" Ivanovich heard this and asked tentatively.

"Davarixi, this is right." Chu Zihang smiled happily.

"Ivanovich, this is my guest, Mr. Nicholas Yuri, here to buy equipment." Berezovsky introduced.

"Mr. Nicholas, I apologize to you for what I just said." Ivanovich's eyes lit up and he immediately apologized to Chu Zihang.

Donors, you must hug your thighs.

"It's okay, just a small problem."

Chu Zihang waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "You guys chat, I'll come over."

After saying this, he walked towards Goizueta.

The sexy white secretary saw Chu Zihang walking towards them. The press conference of Red Umbrella Technology Group was still fresh in the global memory.

Chu Zihang, the founder, naturally attracts attention.

She quickly reported to the angry Goizueta: "Boss, that person seems to be Mr. Chu Zihang, the founder of the umbrella company."

"Huh? Chu Zihang?!"

When Goizueta heard this, he followed the sound...

Saw Chu Zihang walking over.

He seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Oh my god bless!

Isn't Umbrella Company a military resources company?

What kind of scrap metal can be dismantled? I can sell the Second Fleet to him!

Maybe you can make more money.

Today I can be an arms dealer.
To be continued...