Go back to 1990 to start a business

Chen Xiangxuan was completely devastated. He murmured like a dead fish, "There is a safe in the bank with $100 million in bonds, but it can only be taken out during the day."

Xia Chuan secretly sighed that he really didn't know about those people's existence, and then ordered: "Lie down on the sofa and sleep until tomorrow morning."

Chen Xiangxuan was hypnotized again. He walked to the sofa, lay down, and fell asleep immediately.

Xia Chuan took Han Mei's hand and walked into the kitchen, where he found that the food stored there was extremely abundant.

The two of them worked hard on their own, had enough food and clothing, and were soon full and satisfied.

“Brother, we are not going to Chen Xiangxuan’s bedroom.”

"Yeah, I like restaurants, too."

"Ah, I mean other...ah..."

Han Mei soon gave in, even more violently, with a wildness that tore through all restraints, which could not be blocked by the fatigue of flying. From the dining room to the bathroom, and then to another bedroom, she screamed and laughed wantonly... Her sister only wanted to grow old in bed, and the explosion of thirty years of repression was like a torrential flood.

She finally fell into a deep sleep when she climbed over the last peak.

Xia Chuan put on his clothes and walked into the living room.

A young man stood in front of the glass wall, looking thin and sickly, gazing at the sea of ​​stars.

Xia Chuan teased, "Are you short of money?"

William smiled, turned around and said, "No, I'm not here for Chen Xiangxuan.

The WTO is scheduled to be officially established on January 1st. If the negotiations cannot be completed before then, it will be difficult to join later as you will no longer be a contracting party. You should understand this better than me, but you have done nothing.

You people don't have to defend your castles and not open the gates. You want to trade but you don't want to open the market? You can only sell to other countries, but other countries are not allowed to sell to you?

Clint's original purpose was to exclude Huaguo and curb its development.

I have done what I promised and included China in the negotiations.

But your people are too stubborn. They can't see the pros and cons at all. They seriously underestimate the benefits and worry too much about the impact of opening up the market. If this continues, don't blame me if the talks fail."

Xia Chuan chuckled and said, "I'm not doing nothing, it's just that I haven't reached the final moment. Whoever compromises in this matter cannot bear the crime of destroying the national industry. But at the last moment, someone will take the responsibility. No matter if there is a minefield or a bottomless abyss ahead, he will move forward courageously."

William was relieved. He knew who was the last person to be carried. He said calmly:

“In fact, you and I both know that the biggest beneficiary of the WTO is China. Because you have so many people, this is like a rocket booster for you.

But no one thinks so. It is normal that your people do not think so. Your market awareness is too indifferent and your planning awareness is too strong. But the strange thing is that our people do not think so either. They think that it is at most an opportunity for fair development.

Therefore, this is a foregone conclusion. After joining the WTO, no one can stop the rise of Huaguo. "

Xia Chuan understood what William meant. He knew that William must not have expressed his opinion, otherwise the matter would not have been discussed.

Xia Chuan certainly appreciated this favor and said with a smile: "Let me tell you one thing. Maybe Clinton will change a lot."

He described the existence of that group of people in detail.

William listened solemnly, thought for a while, and said:

"We knew about the existence of those people in 1979. An Air Force pilot's plane was led to the center of the earth by mental control. He gave us a lot of advice, such as not to develop nuclear weapons.

According to the pilots' original confessions, they have a population of 12 billion, seven races, and their level of civilization is much higher than ours.

But they have never been involved in any affairs of humans on the surface, allowing the surface civilization to be destroyed by meteorite impacts, magnetic pole reversals, various environmental disasters, and even alien attacks, and countless cycles of civilization.

But now they suddenly intervene, which proves that we are moving towards spiritual civilization and posing a threat to them.

Just like they don't want to see us use nuclear weapons.

This is troublesome.

Nuclear weapons can be abandoned, but spiritual civilization cannot.

We need collaboration now more than ever, and maybe we can make a difference in peanut stew.”

Xia Chuan nodded: "Ok. Even a little bit is good."

"I have to go back immediately, bye." William disappeared.

Xia Chuan repeated what he had just said to Ran Suyi, asking her to go meet Zhu in person and report the intelligence, and not to say anything, as she could not speak due to her identity.

Half an hour later.

Su Yi sensed: The boss asks you for the 10 billion.

Xia Chuan almost vomited blood and replied: Can water be stored in a colander? Is the bank's system loophole at stake? I can give it to you, but I have to replace the bank's people first, and I can't give it to the bank. Let the boss designate a use for it. What is left for the bank is always a long-lasting alarm bell.

Ran Suyi quickly replied: The boss agrees, you can come back and change.

……

Han Mei woke up and opened her eyes lazily, only to find her brother, dressed neatly, standing in front of the bed looking at her.

She immediately blushed and said, "Why don't you have any sense of teamwork? Shouldn't we wear clothes together? How long have you been wearing them?"

How could Xia Chuan dare to say that he put it on in the middle of the night, so he asked carefully: "Does it matter how long you wear it?"

"Yes." Han Mei said angrily, "Sister is so good at knowing how much older she is than her brother."

Xia Chuan staggered, gathered himself, lifted the quilt and smiled, "Sister, I just made breakfast, and we left after dinner. Isn't this a waste of the villa?"

Han Mei was immediately distracted and asked in confusion, "Didn't you promise not to do it?"

"Yes, this is the urn after we're gone, so we should make use of its residual heat, right? I have a small wish..." He leaned over and whispered in Han Mei's ear.

"Stop!" Han Mei's cheeks flushed. It turned out that her brother was getting dressed just to watch this. She said angrily, "Why don't you do it yourself?"

"I've seen enough. Besides, I can't bear to give up this opportunity, so I want to let my sister splurge a little. Such a big villa, with disposable toilets, which can be used after use." Xia Chuan waved his hand in a very elegant manner.

Han Mei's cheeks became redder and redder, and after a long while she managed to say, "But my sister can't cry while lying down."

"It doesn't matter. Today is Christmas Eve. We have plenty of time. Do you have any wishes that will leave deep memories? If I suddenly die one day, I will inadvertently think of it every Christmas Eve. I once had a wish..."

"Stop! Sister obeyed."

"Great, sister, please strike an elegant pose..."

Han Mei looked devastated, but since her brother liked it, she would try her best.

She changed her posture for a long time. Xia Chuan was full of a strong gossip spirit like a reporter. He stared with his eyes wide open and kept changing his observation angle, but he didn't come out despite being called for.

It is elegant, but there are no bridges or flowing water.

This fully proves that the role of gravity is irreplaceable.

Han Mei finally chuckled and said, “Sister will make your memory more profound… kiss and surprise.”