Chapter 522 Rule Maker!
April 15.
April.
China is in late spring, warm and sunny.
Brazil is in summer, with an average temperature of 27 to 35 degrees Celsius, which is very hot.
Li Zongyao stepped off the plane and subconsciously blocked the sun with his hands, but he still couldn't resist the heat wave, as if his skin was in a furnace in an instant.
The assistant came over in time to help him block the direct sunlight, and he felt a little more comfortable, but still stuffy.
This feeling was not until he got on the car and drove towards the Rocinha slum, and it was a little better.
This was not the first time Li Zongyao came to Brazil, and naturally it was not the first time he came to Rio. Even five years ago, he was invited by the Rio City Market Investment Department to visit the Rocinha slum.
To be honest, he had a very bad impression of the largest slum in South America.
The road was full of potholes, with electric poles and countless pedestrians with cloudy eyes everywhere. Even with the windows closed, the stench was still unbearable. The muddy road kept bumping. Sitting in the car was a torture for the body. Not to mention the rich area next door, even compared with the general slums, the conditions here were poor.
When he arrived at the slums, Li Zongyao's senses became worse!
Walking on the road, it was like a maze, making it difficult to distinguish between east, west, south, and north...
The living environment was messy, dirty, dilapidated, and full of garbage and debris. The stench was even stronger, and I didn't even know where to step.
Looking at so many people living in rows of low rooms, Li Zongyao once felt that they were maggots crawling in the garbage dump. What's more exaggerated is that not far away, bursts of gunfire could be heard from time to time.
Li Zongyao barely inspected Rossinya for half a day, and he and his team finally came to a conclusion.
That is, except for "visiting the slums" to provide materials for "curiosity tourists", there is no investment value here.
Five years later.
He came to Rossinya again.
The potholes he imagined were gone, replaced by a flat and wide asphalt road.
There were a lot of cars on the road, and at the same time, you could often see a group of Chinese people taking pictures with their mobile phones...
On the side of the road, there were street lights and signboards, pointing to the roads.
[Southern California Business Friendly Cooperation Zone] direction...
[Bosch Technology] factory direction...
[Hongwei New Energy Battery Vehicle Factory] direction...
[Apple Technology] direction...
[Pineapple Technology] direction...
[Southern California International Film Awards] exhibition area direction...
...
Li Zongyao looked at the signboards, and a look of astonishment gradually appeared on his originally calm face, and then this astonishment turned into a frown.
He suddenly realized that he had been staring at Zhang Sheng's various industries in China, but subconsciously ignored that in the past year or so, Zhang Sheng's industries have not only flourished in China, but also in [Rosinya], a garbage dump that no one cares about, and are growing wildly...
When thinking of this, Li Zongyao's heart began to become a little complicated.
The car continued to drive forward!
The road ahead was getting more and more congested.
There were more and more vehicles, and at the same time, there were more and more tourists walking along the way.
Most of the tourists were yellow people, from China, from South Korea, and some from Europe and the United States. As the vehicles were moving slowly, they saw the participating vehicles from South Korea.
He saw a vehicle called [SOA Club] parked next to him, and through the car window, he saw a young man wearing glasses.
"His name is Li Xiangcheng. He is the highest scorer in Temple Run so far. The SOA Club behind him was originally a small Korean game company, not famous. At the end of last year, well, it might be the beginning of this year, their head, Jin Minjing, received an investment from China's Shengteng Technology. After receiving the investment, they quickly went to Korea to build a club. From February to March this year, they spent more than 3 million to sign Korean players who scored all 10 points in Temple Run..."
"Game clubs are commercial clubs like football and basketball clubs. Yesterday we analyzed various data together. Mr. Li, the future game clubs are one of the advertising outlets of capital. For China, games cannot be completely banned. They can only be well guided and monitored. After the new round of game market rectification is completed, we unanimously believe that the game field will usher in a new round of vigorous development. The new game format in the form of live broadcast will become one of the mainstream entertainment for young people in the future..."
"..."
Li Zongyao stared at the SOA Club in a daze.
Liu Xun, the assistant and head of investment analysis, began to talk to Li Zongyao about the game project.
After listening to this, Li Zongyao's eyes became more complicated and he silently rolled down the car window.
On the surface, he became calmer and calmer, as if he was indifferent to everything and always maintained the attitude of a superior.
But deep in his heart, inevitably, an unprecedented sense of frustration came to his heart.
He has a very large and professional analysis team!
He is confident that his knowledge and layout in the market can be ranked in China and even in the world.
But Zhang Sheng always seemed to be one step ahead of them. Before they could react, he had already started paving the way.
When they realized it belatedly, Zhang Sheng had actually become the rule maker!
Liu Xun seemed to realize the complexity of Li Zongyao. After he finished speaking, he did not say anything else, but just looked out the window silently.
Outside the window...
The traffic was getting more and more congested.
The traffic police on both sides ran over to direct the traffic very diligently, but as the number of people coming over increased, these traffic police also felt powerless and kept calling for reinforcements. For nearly ten minutes, their cars could not move half a step.
"Liu Xun!"
"Mr. Li, I'm here!"
"In the future, you can tell your analysts not to analyze the market anymore..."
"Then..."
"Keep an eye on Zhang Sheng all the time. What he is going to do, what he is doing, and what he is going to do. You must report to me every day. If possible, I even hope that he will know what shit he is taking in the toilet!"
"..."
When Liu Xun heard this, he was shocked.
But then, thinking of the incredible behavior of Zhang Sheng that he had recently investigated, he nodded.
Damn this guy!
He is simply a monster!
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In fact…
On the morning of April 15th.
Not only Li Zongyao from [Hongtian Capital] came to Brazil.
Even Pang Lei from [Hongsen Capital], Dong Zhongjun from [Eps Capital], Zheng Huateng from [Tengji Technology]…
Many investors from China's famous capital circle came to Brazil.
Most of them were stuck in traffic, surrounded by countless tourists, and were in a dilemma.
But a few people, such as Zheng Huateng, were very smart to book a room in the Rossinya four-star hotel in advance.
[Temple Run] S1 Global Finals is more lively than Zheng Huateng imagined!
At nine o'clock in the morning…
He left the hotel with the help of his bodyguard and assistant.
When he was outside the hotel…
He happened to see some staff in suits and leather shoes getting off the bus.
He stopped and stared at the middle-aged woman leading the team.
The middle-aged woman's name was Xu Hairong.
She was the chief host of the editing and broadcasting department of the media center of the Magic City Cultural Radio and Television Group Co., Ltd....
Behind him, there was a group of young people, who seemed to be their students.
At this moment, Zheng Huateng saw Zhang Sheng walking towards them with a smile on his face not far away.
"Teacher Xu, you are here! Haha, great!"
"Hello, Senior Brother Liu!"
"Senior Brother Zhang, haha, hello!"
"Hello, Senior Brother Xu..."
"..."
Zheng Huateng could hear Zhang Sheng's hearty laughter from a distance.
When Zheng Huateng saw this scene, he pushed his glasses.
"They are..."
"Mr. Zheng, I don't know how to describe Zhang Sheng. Some time ago, Zhang Sheng disappeared for nearly a week. During this week, he passed the National Radio and Television Announcer and Host Qualification Certificate. This certificate is divided into ten levels. Levels one to six are the basic stage, and levels seven and ten are professional levels... Zhang Sheng quietly passed the Level 7 certificate..."
"Then these people..." Zheng Huateng frowned slightly.
"I don't know what Zhang Sheng did in that week or so, but... I have to admit that Zhang Sheng's communication skills are creepy. I don't know how Zhang Sheng fooled people. Anyway, just now, I just received news that the host of the [Temple Run] S1 Global Finals is Xu Hairong. Xu Hairong is one of the examiners of this [National Radio and Television Announcer and Host Qualification Certificate] exam. In addition to Xu Hairong, the game commentators of this game are all professional hosts..."
When Zheng Huateng heard this, he was inevitably stunned.
Then, his brows frowned even deeper.
At this time...
He saw Zhang Sheng greeted him and then led this group of brothers and juniors to another bus.
Then, the bus door opened.
Then...
Zheng Huateng saw a middle-aged Chinese man walking over with a group of foreign young people.
Zheng Huateng narrowed his eyes.
That was...
Fang Shengmin, the former CCTV host!
"I don't know what means Zhang Sheng used. Anyway, Xu Hairong not only came to help Zhang Sheng in person, but also brought his senior brother, Mr. Fang Shengmin. Mr. Fang Shengmin trained a group of overseas hosts overseas..."
When Zheng Huateng was thinking deeply, he saw another bus coming again...
"Japan, South Korea, the United States, Brazil..."
"Zhang Sheng invited hosts from these regions, and they are all professional hosts!"
"A game competition... Zhang Sheng is as professional as a TV station!"
"..."