They are all reborn, and the grandson is still a spare tire

Chapter 685: Care about the mountains and rivers

Not enough words to speculate!

Faced with Yao Yuan's astonishing offer, Wiedeking almost went berserk on the spot.

However, the situation is stronger than the people!

The most critical factor that determines whether Porsche can successfully acquire Volkswagen is the 16% of Volkswagen equity held by Jiuye Investment Group.

If Porsche cannot get this part of the equity, acquire Volkswagen, and avenge the loss of his wife, all this will be in vain.

All previous efforts and huge financing costs will be in vain.

Not only that, Porsche is likely to be in dire straits due to the failure of the acquisition!

Realizing this, Wiedeking could only suppress his anger and prevent himself from exploding immediately.

After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Mr. Yao, I know your transaction conditions. We need to study it carefully whether to start a transaction with you."

"Even if we decide to accept this acquisition condition, we still need to start financing before we can acquire this part of the equity."

"I hope you can give us some time and not rush to sign the relevant agreement with the Lower Saxony state government. Is that okay?"

Yao Yuan chuckled softly, and then responded:

"You don't have to worry about this, Mr. Wiedeking. We are not in a hurry to sell these public shares. Time is in our favor. The later the sale is, the more we will make."

"Whether it's Porsche or other parties, if any party wants to acquire this part of Volkswagen's equity, it needs to spend real money to acquire it. This is a lot of money."

"From this point of view, you should have enough financing time. Whoever raises enough funds first will get this part of the public equity. Now it depends on the financing capabilities of both of you."

Listening to his words, Wiedeking's teeth on the other end of the phone were almost broken.

But he had no choice but to accept the result.

After a pause, he responded.

"Okay, Mr. Yao, we will make a decision as soon as possible"

After a few more words, they ended the call.

The next moment, Jiang Meihui asked curiously:

"Do you think Porsche can swallow up Volkswagen and accomplish this feat of a snake swallowing an elephant?"

Yao Yuan looked at the beautiful young woman, smiled and shook his head.

"It's difficult. Porsche's acquisition plan is very good and its execution is very good, but it chose the wrong time to acquire Volkswagen."

"Unfortunately, they caught up with the global financial crisis and our intervention. The possibility of winning this acquisition is very slim."

"If it were another time, they might have succeeded. At least it wouldn't be that difficult to raise money, and the hot sales of Porsche sports cars would also provide them with a lot of ammunition."

"Once the financial crisis breaks out, Porsche sports cars will definitely be unsaleable and sales will drop off a cliff. Coupled with huge financing costs, Porsche is likely to have a liquidity crisis. You can imagine the result."

Hearing his analysis, Jiang Meihui couldn't help but take a breath.

"It's true that during a financial crisis, many banks will be in trouble, such as the already precarious Deutsche Bank."

"By then, let alone lending money to Porsche, these banks will probably call them every day to urge them to repay the loan. Porsche will probably be in dire straits as a result."

Yao Yuan nodded, smiled and continued:

"Indeed, it may be possible that the situation will be reversed and Volkswagen will acquire Porsche in turn."

"For us, this is a good opportunity. If we take action at that time, we may be able to win both Volkswagen and Porsche."

"It is a pity that the German government will never allow us to control these two iconic car companies, especially Volkswagen. We can only miss this good opportunity."

"But it doesn't matter. We can take this opportunity to acquire part of the shares of Porsche and Volkswagen, and use this acquisition war to make a lot of money from the financial market."

After chatting for a while, Jiang Meihui stood up from her chair and was about to leave.

Yao Yuan twisted his neck and played a trick.

"Hey, I've been busy for so long. Why do I feel a little sore in my neck and uncomfortable in my back?"

"Meihui, why don't you leave in a hurry. It's Saturday and you have nothing to do when you go out. Just stay here for a while."

"I wonder if you know how to massage, can you give me some massage? By the way, let me tell you about the short selling of the two South African companies. It's almost time to close the net."

Jiang Meihui froze on the spot, and a red cloud quickly flew up on her face.

In the blink of an eye, she figured it out.

The backache and the report on short selling two South African listed companies are all excuses!

This clearly shows that the drunkard's interest is not in wine, but in the mountains and rivers!

Although she understood this, Jiang Meihui did not resist. Instead, she was a little surprised and a little expecting.

She rolled her eyes at Yao Yuan and said angrily:

"Okay, who made you the boss? Then I'll give you a thumbs up."

"But you have to be honest and don't do anything, otherwise I will leave immediately."

With that said, she prepared to go behind the desk.

Yao Yuan stood up and pointed to the sofa in the reception area.

"Meihui, go get a massage over there. The place is more spacious and you don't have to stand all the time. You can sit down for a massage."

Before he finished speaking, he was already walking towards the reception area.

Jiang Meihui could only follow her, her heart already racing.

Arriving at the reception area, Yao Yuan sat directly on a double sofa, smiled and patted the seat next to him.

"Just here, Meihui, I really want to experience your massage skills."

"Okay, Yao Sheng, I'm not very good at massaging. If you feel uncomfortable, you can just tell me."

Jiang Meihui nodded in response.

As she said that, she sat sideways on the sofa.

Yao Yuan chuckled softly, then sat sideways and exposed his back to the beautiful young woman.

At this time, he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and no tie, which was quite casual.

Jiang Meihui hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hands and put them on Yao Yuan's shoulders, massaging them gently.

After pressing it for a few times, Yao Yuan suddenly said in surprise:

"The technique is very good, Meihui. It feels very comfortable to me. Have you practiced it specially?"

Jiang Meihui suddenly chuckled, feeling a little proud.

"I did learn a little massage. When my father was managing a securities company, he worked very hard every day and was often busy late at night."

"That's why I learned massage techniques. I often rub my father's shoulders at home or in the office to relax his back, so that he won't be so tired."

After hearing her explanation, Yao Yuan nodded approvingly.

"Very good. Uncle Jiang is a blessed man to have a daughter like you who cares about him."

"I have found a treasure. If I had known you had such good massage skills, I should have asked you to be my secretary instead of doing securities investment business."

"But it's not too late to find out now. What do you think, Meihui, how about you be my personal secretary and a translator by the way? The income will definitely be lower than that of securities investment."

Jiang Meihui paused for a moment, and the expression on her face changed accordingly.

There were surprises and expectations, but also a bit of shyness, and a bit of hesitation.

After thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said:

"Thank you for your affirmation and appreciation, Yao Sheng, but I still want to do securities investment business. That is my major."

"There are so many beautiful secretaries in the Secretariat. One more than me is not enough, and one without me is not enough. Besides, I am not familiar with secretarial business."

"If you want me to give you a massage or need me to do simultaneous interpretation in the future, you can call me over at any time. You don't have to put me in the secretariat."

Yao Yuan was somewhat surprised by her answer.

He turned to look at the beautiful young woman and said jokingly:

"Meihui, this is my personal secretary, different from other secretaries in the secretariat."

"How many beauties dream of having such an opportunity, but you refused. Are you sure you won't regret it?"

Without any hesitation, Jiang Meihui nodded firmly.

"I have no regrets, Yao Sheng. I hope that I can rely on the professional knowledge I have learned to make money based on my ability, instead of being a flower vase."

Yao Yuan looked her over, nodded approvingly and said:

"Very good, Meihui, I respect your choice, and I will not let you become a vase."

After saying that, he turned around and leaned his head back slightly.

The next moment, his head rested directly on Jiang Meihui's chest, between two towering peaks.

The feeling was so wonderful that Yao Yuan couldn't help but admire it.

"Wow, it's so big and so elastic!"

Looking at Jiang Meihui again, her face turned red as blood.

However, she did not push Yao Yuan's head away.