"Old friend, what business are you planning to discuss when you come here this time?"

Chekov and Jiang Hua were riding in the same car. He knew Jiang Hua's background. If he could let Jiang Hua take action in person, it was definitely not a small business deal.

The current situation is difficult. If he can negotiate a big and eye-catching project, it will be good for both him and the people behind him.

"The economy has been in recession recently and business has been difficult. Let's talk about a small business worth billions."

There was a heater in the car, and Jiang Hua took off the scarf around his neck.

"Be more serious."

Ye Ran sat next to Jiang Hua and pinched him secretly.

Normally this guy would just act casually, but now he is in a public place, and he is not representing his own image.

"Billions, are you talking about our currency?"

Chekov's face looked a little embarrassed.

It's a bit embarrassing to say that the currency has depreciated so much now that when you go out to buy a bag of rice, you have to carry the money in a plastic bag.

"Dollar."

Jiang Hua smiled slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, not only Chekov was shocked, but also Ye Ran, who was sitting next to him, was dumbfounded.

"Old friend, I know that you have never done small business. After dinner, I will take you to see the enthusiasm of our Slavic girls."

After Chekov came to his senses, he almost went crazy with joy.

This is a man sitting at home, with pie coming from the sky. He feels that his current position can no longer retain him, and it will not take long for him to change to a more eye-catching title.

"Do you have that much money?"

Ye Ran didn't know what Jiang Hua was doing, so he put his mouth to his ear and asked.

"No."

Jiang Hua also put his mouth next to her ear and answered.

Suddenly he smelled a fresh fragrance at the tip of his nose. He didn't know if it was the smell of shampoo or the fragrance of her body.

Then, he found out interestingly that Ye Ran's earlobes started to turn red.

"Hey, why are you pinching me?"

Jiang Hua took a breath, feeling that this woman was so aggressive.

"I'm warning you, this is not China. Don't mess around. You won't be able to stop it in the end."

Ye Ran was worried that Jiang Hua was unreliable and that in the end he would be too boastful and unable to close the business.

"What can't be settled?"

Chekov asked sideways from the front row.

"You were going to introduce me to a girl just now, and she warned me not to mess around. It won't end in the end."

Jiang Hua said without changing his expression.

"Ah, it turns out that you have this kind of relationship. It seems that I was indeed presumptuous just now."

Chekov looked at Ye Ran, then at Jiang Hua, and said with sudden enlightenment.

Ye Ran's face turned red with anger. What kind of relationship was this? She had nothing to do with Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua sat in the car and looked at the scenery outside the car. In addition to seeing a lot of businessmen setting up stalls, he also discovered an interesting phenomenon. It seemed that instant noodles were very popular here.

"Lao Qi, people here also like to eat instant noodles?"

Jiang Hua squinted his eyes and asked.

The stall owner can understand eating instant noodles. After all, this thing is easy to carry and cheap.

However, some hardworking bear workers were squatting on the roadside eating instant noodles, which puzzled him.

"This thing is cheap. Your cans used to be very popular here, but since instant noodles came in, cans are not so popular. You can buy several packs of instant noodles for the price of one can."

Chekov glanced out the car window.

Those who like to eat instant noodles are from the bottom of society. They, the upper class, do not eat instant noodles. No matter how difficult the economy is, they will not be wronged.

"Did you see the row of warehouses over there? They all belong to King Xu Mian. His Mian Da Ren instant noodles are particularly popular here."

Chekov pointed to a row of warehouses on the roadside and said.

"Wait a minute, who did you say produced the Noodle Master?"

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment and blinked in confusion.

Ye Ran's eyes also became strange. The boss of Mian Daren was sitting next to her. Who is this Xu Mianwang?

"Xu Yong is a very business-minded businessman. He is the one who brought in all the instant noodles we have here."

Chekov said carelessly.

"Wait a minute, pull over and I'll buy two packs of instant noodles."

Jiang Hua felt that the name Xu Yong was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

“You don’t need to buy it, it’s available in the car. Instant noodles are easy to eat and very popular with drivers.”

Chekov opened the glove box, took out a batch of instant noodles, and threw it over.

"Noodle Master..."

Jiang Hua looked at the trademark on the packaging bag. It was his brand, but it smelled like a copycat from head to toe.

"Who is this Xu Yong? It's all on me."

He squinted his eyes. The name seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it. Where had he heard it before?

"This is a pirated copy, it even lacks a seasoning packet."

Ye Ran curiously took the instant noodles from Jiang Hua's hand, opened them and said.

"This Xu Mian Wang was broke when he first came to us. Now he is worth tens of millions. He is making money so fast."

Chekov said in an envious tone.

Jiang Hua was so distressed that he couldn't breathe. He had always been the one to take away the wool from others, and now he was being taken away from others, and tens of millions were taken away from him. His aunt couldn't bear it, but his uncle couldn't.

"Sorry, if you think about it differently, he has introduced your brand of instant noodles into foreign markets, and you have not suffered any loss."

Ye Ran patted Jiang Hua on the shoulder sympathetically.

"What do you mean I didn't suffer a loss? I suffered a big loss, okay?"

"Wait a minute, I suddenly remembered who this grandson is."

Jiang Hua slapped his thigh suddenly.

To be honest, if he hadn't met by chance this time, he would have forgotten who Xu Yong was.

When he first founded Nian Da Ren, he was competing with two instant noodle giants, and Xu Yong was the manager of one of them in the South China region.

This guy is not very smart and was fooled by him in the beginning.

When he defeated the two instant noodle giants and drove them out of the southern market, Xu Yong disappeared.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually went north to become a bad guy, and even copied his instant noodles, and became the noodle king in Mao Xiong. He really can’t be judged by his appearance.

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Ran was very curious about how Jiang Hua was going to handle this matter.

"I personally went out to deal with him, but I dropped the price and asked Lao Mou to deal with him."

Jiang Hua said calmly.

Xu Yong started from scratch and earned tens of millions. Perhaps in the eyes of others, he created a wealth myth.

But for Jiang Hua, with a net worth of tens of millions, he is not at the same level as him. If he takes away the time to deal with Xu Yong, he can make several tens of millions.

After getting out of the car, Lao Mou was called over by Jiang Hua. He was a little confused and didn't know what the evil star was looking for.

"Lao Mou, from today on, you are the general agent of Mian Da Ren in Mao Xiong. Your first task is to clean up the copycat brands here."

Jiang Hua said to Lao Mou who looked confused.

"That noodle master who sells instant noodles? Why is our mysterious organization that sells tanks related to instant noodles?"

Lao Mou was very, very confused, with the word "confused" written all over his face.

"Tell me your task and do it properly. Why do you ask so many questions?"
Chapter completed!