Rebirth: My 80s

"Jingyan."

"Master." Liu Jingyan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

It was evening, and Li Jiankun was lying on the off-white leather sofa in the living room with a microphone in his ear. He first chatted with her about the gambling industry in Las Vegas.

The Sands Casino and Hotel continues to be profitable, but gradually it is losing some stamina.

Nothing else, because no matter how much work is done, it cannot make up for the outdated hardware facilities of this thirty-year-old antique.

The other casinos in Las Vegas have already learned the tricks of the Sands Casino Hotel.

Unsurprisingly, Li Jiankun did not blame her for poor management.

Being able to milk millions of dollars every month is already the limit of this old cow.

The Golden Palace Hotel acquired from Stephen Wynn is still under construction, and the speed is not slow. The Haojiang gambling kings who have invested in it are very concerned about the progress and have high hopes for it.

Li Jiankun is not sure which year the Golden Palace Hotel was built in his previous life.

According to the project progress, by this time next year, the largest and most luxurious hotel in the history of Las Vegas will be completed.

After chatting for a while, Li Jiankun changed the topic:

"I have something for you to do."

"You say."

"Do you know about the Plaza Hotel?" Li Jiankun asked.

"Of course, New York's landmark building is located on 59th Street, next to Central Park."

"Hey, they are all American."

"Living in the United States, I didn't know that people would laugh at the Plaza Hotel." Liu Jingyan's charming laughter came from the microphone.

The Plaza Hotel, which opened in 1907, is no longer just a hotel in the United States. It is considered synonymous with celebrities.

There is a saying: Nothing that happens at the Plaza Hotel is unimportant.

This one of the most famous hotels in the United States has always been the first choice for celebrities from all walks of life to stay when they visit New York. Its guests include not only popular stars, business figures, dignitaries from various countries, kings, presidents...

Li Jiankun seemed to ask an irrelevant question: "Do you know the US Treasury Secretary?"

"James Addison Baker III, you can often see it in newspapers. I know him, but he doesn't know me..."

Li Jiankun stated his purpose: "I want you to arrange for a smart person to check into the Plaza Hotel immediately and keep an eye on me. Once Baker III shows up, notify me as soon as possible."

"What...is this for?"

"I have received rumors that the United States may have important policy adjustments in the near future on the economic front. There is a meeting scheduled to be held at the Plaza Hotel. I don't know if it is reliable, but if it is true, there may be huge business opportunities hidden in it. ”

Li Jiankun could only say this.

Fortunately, no one really knows about his connections and intelligence resources except himself.

"Huge business opportunity? Otherwise, I can go alone. Anyway, Sands' business is on the right track. The Golden Palace Hotel is under construction, so there is no need to keep an eye on it."

"Okay, that's the best."

After Li Jiankun thought about it, he added: "Such a major economic meeting, involving changes in the world economic structure, is likely to be held in secret, so you have to be careful and squatting at the gate, you may not be able to spot Baker III."

"Don't worry, give me three to five days, and I will definitely get to know you at the Plaza Hotel."

Li Jiankun didn't doubt this, he was just reminding him.

Among all the female generals under his command, no one is Liu Jingyan's opponent in terms of playing skills.

She is not short of money, and she has a good status as the CEO of a Las Vegas gaming company. In addition, she is beautiful.

Give her some time and she'll definitely be able to get along like a fish in water.

"I don't worry about your work."

Letting Liu Jingyan handle this matter was a double insurance for Li Jiankun.

The matter was serious, and he would not place all his hopes on Kobayashi Daisho of Japan's Ministry of Finance, even though the other party had already accepted women and money.

Can we not afford opportunities like the Plaza Accord?

Jingle Bell!

As soon as the phone was hung up, Li Jiankun patted his butt and stood up, ready to take a shower. Before he took a few steps, the phone on the glass coffee table jumped up.

He turned back and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Mr. Lee."

Tsuruta Nakamura's voice came from the other end of the phone. At Li Jiankun's instruction, he changed the title of "boss".

In fact, it was the crazy eavesdropping behavior of the ghost Yasuo Takei, which made him a little scared.

Tsuruta said that he made a call in the afternoon, but no one answered. He was delayed because of something later. There was anger, worry and urgency in his voice:

"You turn on the TV..."

Li Jiankun was confused, but he did as he was told and turned the TV to the channel Tsuruta Nakamura mentioned.

On the 21-inch color screen, this picture is displayed:

A bunch of guns and cannons surrounded a middle-aged man with heavy bags under his eyes.

A voice came from the TV speaker:

[...I have just said that I am responsible for the failure of the Seibu Group in acquiring land this time. I failed to understand something in advance. If I knew there were thieves in advance, the Seibu Group would protect our precious land at all costs! 】

[What do you mean by "there are thieves"? Can you explain it in detail? 】

[I must issue a serious reminder: As an island country, land is not only our foundation, but also our life. Now, some outsiders are trying to use backdoors and find spokespersons to embezzle our land. We must be aware of the problem. the severity of. 】

【Is there such a thing? Can you be more specific, who? 】

【You are talking about Arii House Co., Ltd. 】

...

On the TV, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi said no more. Under the protection of his bodyguards, he squeezed out of the surrounding reporters and left in a hurry.

Snapped!

Li Jiankun punched the coffee table.

Fortunately the glass is thick enough and of good quality.

This movement also attracted the Fugui brothers and Ran Zi from the room.

The three of them looked at his sullen expression, wondering what happened.

A voice came from the microphone that Li Jiankun had not put down:

"Later, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi was interviewed at the Prince Hotel in Kyoto. I was there at the time. I couldn't avoid it. Since I couldn't contact you, I could only make my own decision..."

Li Jiankun moved his eyes back to the TV screen.

The scene switched and the process was unknown. A large group of reporters surrounded Tsuruta Nakamura.

【...Nonsense! Arii House is my company and does not belong to anyone else. I, Tsuruta Nakamura, am just me and not anyone’s vassal! 】

[So Mr. Tsuruta, how do you explain the huge source of funds? 】

[How many times do I have to say this? Don’t you know? My father-in-law is an executive of an international bank. Through his connections, I have obtained financial support. Is there any problem?

[Oh, is it unfair to rely on funds from international banks for development? Let's go and ask, are there any real estate companies that don't get loans from banks? Now how much international hot money is gathering in our country, which real estate company dares to say that they have not used international hot money? So, everyone is guilty? 】