Chapter 964 Sumitomo Foundation

"Electricity price of 1 cent? Mr. Jiang, are you sure you are not joking?"

"Yes," Jiang Chen patiently repeated the words he had repeated countless times, "Just one cable from Anga Island in Xinguo to Tokyo can solve the power consumption of the entire Japan. "

The little man sitting across from him immediately smiled, and enthusiastically held Jiang Chen's hand.

"Hi! Hi! We can talk about this!"

After the biohazard incident, former Japanese Prime Minister Bento was forced to step down. Although the new Japanese politicians are not as right-wing as their predecessors, the conservatism in their domestic politics is still quite strong.

Its specific manifestation lies in the distrust of foreign companies.

Xinghuan Trade can guarantee the power supply within the contract period, what if the contract expires, Xinghuan Trading refuses to renew the contract, or sit on the ground and ask for a price? Facing an electricity price of 1 cent, Japan's domestic power stations are not competitive at all, and there is a gap that cannot be filled by financial subsidies. By that time, all the power stations in Japan will probably close down. Even if they are not willing to accept the price increase of the Star Ring Trade, they will have to hold their noses and admit it.

Attractive conditions? Certainly tempting.

Since the Fukushima nuclear power plant incident, the whole country has been shrouded in a mood called nuclear panic. Want to start building a nuclear power plant again? Almost impossible. But if we don't rely on nuclear power, we can't solve the social contradictions brought about by the growing demand for electricity by relying on those new energy sources whose power cannot be increased.

Even though Jiang Chen has repeatedly assured that such a thing will not happen, it may not be so simple to dispel the concerns of Japanese politicians with just a few words.

"I'm sorry that I can't give you a clear answer today. I have to exchange opinions with my cabinet before I can give a responsible answer." The little man sitting opposite Jiang Chen stood up and bowed. After shaking Jiang Chen's hand, he Delivered to the door.

No matter what sinister things were in their minds, they would never write it on their faces. This was also what Jiang Chen felt most tired of negotiating with the Japanese.

This is completely different from India. The Indians happily invited him into the house, and started the negotiation with a face that everything was easy to talk about, but they couldn't agree on it when they signed the contract...

Jiang Chen was even thinking about whether he wanted to find an American to negotiate as an agent. As long as the commission is right, First National Bank of Boston or Morgan Stanley should be happy to represent the negotiation. And with his father as a guarantee, Japanese politicians should be less wary.

Leaving the official residence of the Prime Minister of Japan,

Jiang Chen, who was sitting in the accompanying car, glanced at the time on his watch.

It's only past three o'clock now, and there is still some time before the eight o'clock meeting with Liu Yao, just thinking about what to do during this time, a phone call suddenly hits his watch.

"Hello?"

"It's me, boss. What you ordered me has been done." David Smith's voice sounded in his ears. Before Jiang Chen entrusted the negotiation between Xinghuan Trade and Indian Power Company to Future Bank, now I think the result has already been discussed.

"Or the original contract?"

"Yes, India's state-owned power utility company has made a concession on the investment share of the submarine cable, agreeing to bear 70% of the construction cost."

Jiang Chen's mouth curled into a smile.

"Good job."

The construction cost of the submarine cable has always been one of the issues that the two sides have disputed. Jiang Chen has already saved them a lot of electricity bills, so there is no reason to help them deliver their meals to their mouths. The construction cost of close to one billion US dollars is not a small amount. At the beginning, the Indian Guodian insisted that both parties bear 50% each, and finally let go to 60%. It was ten points short.

"As long as you find the right way to get along with Indians, it's actually very easy." Smith accepted Jiang Chen's praise with a smile.

Jiang Chen smiled and exchanged pleasantries with Smith. At this moment, Smith suddenly remembered something, and said.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Recently, the exchange rate trend of the euro in the international foreign exchange market is very strange. According to the analysis of the financial team of Future People Bank, there may be traces of human intervention behind it. Although we have interrupted most of our business in Europe, we still hold a lot of euros And real estate in Europe."

Having said that, Mr. Smith stopped talking, waiting for the boss's decision.

Intuition told Jiang Chen that the Freemasonry was inextricably linked to this in all likelihood, but there was no way to judge more useful information based on the news of the abnormal exchange rate trend.

Sitting in the car and pondering for a moment, Jiang Chen, who was undecided, asked in a deep voice.

"What is your suggestion?"

"Sell some assets in Europe, and exchange some euros in the bank for dollars or gold. The euro has a lot of risks. When we don't see favorable expectations, the best way is to appropriately reduce our holdings."

"Just do as you say."

"Yes, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen swiped his finger to close the holographic screen. The bodyguard sitting in the front co-pilot turned slightly and asked Jiang Chen for instructions respectfully.

"Boss, where are we going now?"

Arms resting on the edge of the car window, looking at the young girls passing by the car, Jiang Chen tapped the car door with his index finger to beat the beat. After thinking for a while, he made up his mind.

"Is there any place near Shinjuku that is suitable for business talks? Except restaurants."

The bodyguard immediately replied: "There is a high-end business bar in Shinjuku, which is more suitable."

"Just go there."

"yes."

The car slowly set off on the road, Jiang Chen turned on the holographic screen of the watch, and scrolled through the list of business cards, a row of light blue information lists appeared in front of him.

In order to facilitate memory, every time Jiang Chen receives a business card, he will scan the information on the business card and store it in the watch, and the artificial intelligence will classify it according to a certain algorithm. In this way, you can easily find the phone number you need when you need it.

【President of Chubu Electric Power Company, second son of Sumitomo Foundation, Sumitomo Kenichi】

After selecting this number, Jiang Chen dialed the number.

Although he couldn't remember exactly when he met the Japanese, but this did not prevent the two parties from discussing business.

Sitting there unilaterally waiting for a reply from the Japanese government is not Jiang Chen's style.

Although the influence of the Japanese consortium on the Japanese political arena is not as drastic as that of Wall Street in the United States on the White House, it is still a political force that cannot be ignored.

Although Star Ring Trading and the Japanese government have not yet reached an agreement on the issue of grid connection, this does not prevent him from talking to the power company or the Sumitomo Foundation first. When it comes to billions of dollars in profits, Jiang Chen doesn't believe that the Sumitomo consortium will be unmoved.

And since they are excited, they must also contribute to the Japanese Congress. (To be continued.) Enable new URL