NABC Page 225
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The person in charge was Brown, who had met Shen Yan before.
Upon seeing him disembark, Brown, ever the sycophant, rushed forward and said obsequiously, "Boss, welcome to the City of Romance."
"Ah."
Shen Yan nodded, then took a deep breath, and then felt utterly bored.
Seeing this, Brown asked in confusion, "Boss, are you having trouble breathing?"
"No, Brown, I've heard people say that the air outside of China is sweet, so I just tried it."
Brown was taken aback upon hearing this, then said with a sense of inferiority, "Boss, I still feel that the air in the City of Romance is not as sweet as that in your Dragon Kingdom."
"Yeah."
"Yes, boss."
Brown quickly replied, "Last time I went to Shanghai, I realized that China has developed so much. To be honest, the Romantic City is probably only more famous than Shanghai."
Only after going to China do you realize that the reports in foreign media are not the true picture of China at all.
"Hehe, Shanghai's reputation will grow even greater in the future."
"I believe that, after all, Shanghai is your headquarters, boss."
Brown was convinced of this.
Because he believed in Shen Yan's abilities.
Putting everything else aside, Shen Yan's capital alone is enough to build a city out of thin air and make it develop.
He firmly believed this.
Immediately, the group, led by Brown, went through the VIP passage and headed straight for the hotel he had arranged.
"Boss, this is Condé Nast's quote, and their head is at the hotel, asking if we want to negotiate in person."
In contrast to the BBC, there are politicians and capitalists from the US who want to seize Shen Yan's shares through trickery and force.
VOGUE, on the other hand, seems to be enjoying a peaceful and serene time.
They are also very interested in buying VOGUE, as someone has offered to do so.
As for VOGUE's status and heritage in the fashion world?
Nothing beats the direct benefit of money.
"Let me consider."
Shen Yan took the offer sheet, glanced at it, and then closed it: "A $15 billion offer for the remaining shares? They must be crazy for money."
Seeing his displeasure, Brown looked a little embarrassed and whispered, "Boss, the price is negotiable, but based on my understanding of them, the bottom line should be half of this price."
Brown wasn't exaggerating; VOGUE's parent company has a market value of over $50 billion.
VOGUE's revenue is probably only a little over a billion.
Shen Yan currently owns 30% of the shares, and even if he were to buy them, the price would not exceed 10 billion US dollars.
7 million to 9 million is the most suitable range.
"Hmm, the VOGUE gala is in three days?"
"Yes, boss."
"Let's meet with them tomorrow then, and finalize things as soon as possible so that it can be implemented sooner."
Upon hearing this, Brown perked up and replied enthusiastically, "Yes, boss."
He then introduced Shen Yan to the scenery and attractions along the way.
Shen Yan looked at the scenery on both sides of the road and felt indifferent. In his opinion, the reality of the romantic city did not live up to its name.
Really.
Some might say that their architecture is this or that.
Yes, the architectural design is very beautiful.
but..
This is similar to foreigners visiting China and seeing traditional courtyard houses. Locals are already tired of seeing their own country's architectural designs, so they are naturally amazed by something new.
It can only be said that foreign countries may be better, but China is not weak either; each has its own merits.
"Buzz!"
Just then, the roar of a motorcycle suddenly rang out on the street.
Before Shen Yan could turn around to check, a motorcycle pulled up to his car window, holding an iron bar, and smashed it against the window.
"boom!"
"Crash!"
The man behind the motorcyclist reached into the car and roared at Shen Yan, "You bitch, you damned Orientals, I feel disgusted just looking at you! Hand over all your money!"
Glass shards flew everywhere, but Shen Yan remained as steady as a rock, not even glancing at them.
"Biu!" "Biu!"
Two deep thuds were heard as the motorcycle went out of control and fell to the ground, making a series of ear-piercing screeching sounds. The two people on the motorcycle slid for dozens of meters before coming to a stop.
During this time, Zhang Feng even used it as a speed bump and ran it over.
"Zhang Feng, this car is still not good enough. Go and contact the relevant car company tomorrow."
Zhang Feng, sitting calmly in the driver's seat, nodded: "Okay, boss."
Brown, sitting next to Shen Yan, was terrified, his hands trembling.
Just moments ago, he was surprised that these people were robbing Shen Yan, and at the same time, he was worried that Shen Yan would get hurt.
But the two of them were dealt with in the next second.
The two sounds were very soft, but he could clearly tell they were the sounds of guns.
No, they opened fire already?!
Should we be so... so decisive?
Keep in mind that this is in the city of romance.
At the same time, the motorcycle rider, seeing his companion killed, was enraged and immediately sped up to give chase.
"Go! Go!"
"Avenge Charlie!"
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
It was clear that this was a group of motorcyclists, and after receiving a signal from their leader, they all drove towards Shen Yan's convoy.
Zhang Feng glanced at the rearview mirror, then looked away: "Boss, they're here."
"random."
Shen Yan picked up a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, turned around and saw Brown standing there in fear. He asked curiously, "Brown, is the City of Romance really this free?"
"Boss, yes...yes."
"The robbery rate is very high here, so they must be a gang."
Brown snapped out of his daze when Shen Yan asked him a question, and then hurriedly said, "Boss, these people should be from some gang in the City of Romance."
"Now that something has happened to their people, they will probably retaliate against you."
"Boss, should I help you contact them and have a negotiation? If they target you, I'm sure your bodyguards will protect you."
"But your safety will always be threatened."
Seeing Brown's anxiety, and glancing at his loyalty level, which was currently 82, Shen Yan was quite satisfied.
He immediately waved his hand: "No need, these prisoners' little bugs won't live to see the next day."
Upon hearing this, Brown opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything and could only swallow his words back.
"biu!" "biu!" "biu!"....
The motorcycle gang that caught up seemed to have been called by the King of Hell; a gunshot rang out and one person fell down, and several motorcycles even caught fire and exploded, causing a chaotic scene.
The vehicles behind dared not move forward, causing a major traffic jam.
And so, Shen Yan arrived at a VOGUE-owned hotel without incident and checked into the cemetery.
In the elevator, seeing Brown looking somewhat absent-minded, Shen Yan smiled and said, "Brown, don't worry, everything will be alright."
"Make good arrangements for tomorrow's meeting with Condé Nast. If all goes well, you will be the CEO of VOGUE for many years to come."
Upon hearing this, Brown, who was still shaken by what had just happened, immediately came to his senses, his gloom lifted, and excitedly assured him.
"Don't worry, boss, I will arrange everything perfectly to ensure a smooth meeting tomorrow."
"Okay, we've reached your floor. Go and rest now."
"Okay, boss."
Brown bowed repeatedly as he left the elevator. Shen Yan glanced at his loyalty score again, which had risen to 85.
It must be said that it is important to win the loyalty of people from abroad.
It seems that money can solve many troubles.
200 Shen Yan: If you go abroad and your methods aren't ruthless, can you still call it going abroad?
I arrived outside my room.
Shen Yan didn't enter immediately, while Zhang Long swiped the room card, put his hand on his waist, and quietly felt around the room.
After confirming that no one was around, he nodded and said, "Boss, it's safe inside."
"Ah."
Shen Yan nodded, but still did not go in.