Beihai Kai Company was preparing to sell fish. Originally, he only considered the Japanese market and the American market. Who knew that as Akai developed business in China and the volume became larger and larger, he had to set up a coordinated office in China, and the office became a company of this size now.

Now his manager Iwata is not only thinking about selling fish but also thinking about selling land in a few years. Listening to Iwata Taota constantly telling the current domestic market. It seems that this guy not only wants to sell land but also wants to persuade himself to increase his domestic investment.

"Do you think low-end fish are so easy to sell in China?" Bei Hai reached out and interrupted Iwata and asked directly. Bei Hai has never paid attention to the low-end fish market. Not to mention low-end ones, even high-end fish such as grouper in China have never cared about Bei Hai. If Wu Xiumin hadn't wanted to sell this type of goods this time, Bei Hai wouldn't know that the fishing volume of this type of goods would be so large.

"Yes, president! Unfortunately, as a Japanese company, we have no competitive strength in this regard. Instead, the fishing companies in Taiwan have taken advantage of it. Moreover, their fishing boats are almost fully loaded and go directly to the fishing ports here for sale. In the past, when the fishing season comes, the price of such low-paper mackerels has dropped. Now, in recent years, Taiwan has become abnormal. These low-end fish have not only not dropped but also increased, but are because of the domestic market in China..."

After hearing this, Bei Hai had to sigh secretly and thought to himself: This matter is really hard to deal with. Logically speaking, he is an American and Akiyama is a Japanese company. But he can't enjoy what Tai Wan can enjoy. The relationship is here. How can Bei Hai expect Qiuyama to enjoy the treatment of Tai Chuan?

"What do you think you should do?" Bei Hai asked.

"The company invests in fishery in China!" Iwata said it very smoothly. It was probably not a day or two that I had this idea in my mind. He began to compare the differences between labor costs between China and Japan.

Bei Hai listened to Iwada for more than ten minutes and couldn't help but fall into deep thought, thinking about how sure this matter is. Of course, even if you open a company in China, Bei Hai cannot take a fleet to sea to catch such fish. However, Iwada has a very correct saying that as the living standards of Chinese people become higher and higher, the demand for seawater products will become greater and greater. Moreover, although China's own ocean fishing capacity has developed greatly in recent years, the old saying is good, but the foundation is weak, but the foundation is still not very good. These things combined prove that there is still a lot of potential to invest in this industry now.

Bei Hai thought about this for a while and said, "Iwata, you can sort out your ideas and report to the headquarters!"

After hearing this, Iwata said to Bei Hai: "I have already reported to President Animoto!"

"What is his opinion?" Bei Hai asked.

"The president intends to support my idea, so I took this opportunity to mention it to you today." Iwata's face was not excited, but instead had a little worried in his eyes. Now he is facing his own president directly. It's this moment.

Bei Hai was going to kick the ball. Who knew that the ball had not been driven out yet, and it was coming to his feet again.

Carson said to Bei Hai at this time: "I think it's OK! Everyone wants to make a fuss in the Chinese market now, but I just hate that there is no entry point. I listened to Iwata's statement and thought it was a good business!"

"In principle, I agree. You can sort out the feasibility report and give it to the board first." Bei Hai said, tapping the table and saying.

Beihai really doesn't have a big idea about making money now, but seeing Iwata considering the company so much and spending so much effort, I can't send it back like this. I'd better give it a chance. At least it can solve the domestic employment problem.

Speaking of this, Bei Hai heard two soft knocks from the door. He shouted and found that Hu Chunying and the other two were back.

Bei Hai asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"That's great!" Hu Chunying said: "Brother Haier, don't worry, I will work hard!".

"Okay! Then let's go back. I'll send this person tonight." After saying that, Bei Hai stood up from the chair, which was the end of the Mingzhu Company business.

In this way, Bei Hai sent Hu Chunying back to school. Then he went directly to meet Xu Hui and Du He to send Carson on the plane. After Carson got on the plane, Bei Hai immediately took his brother-in-law to his father-in-law's house.

Originally, Bei Hai wanted to explain this matter, but who knew that my brother-in-law and his wife had already explained it. Bei Hai saved up verbal talk.

Originally, Bei Hai was planning to stay at his father-in-law's house for two days, but who knew that he had not been fully occupied for a day and had to change his phone number and head straight for Canada.

For nearly twenty hours, Behai was either at the airport or on the plane. Finally, he changed into a small plane and arrived at St. John.

"How is Old George?" Bei Hai got off the plane and said to the driver who came to pick him up. The driver was an old white man. He looked about sixty years old and had followed Old George a few years after the old man became famous.

The driver shook his head gently after hearing Bei Hai's words: "We have lost him!"

After hearing this, Bei Hai couldn't help but feel sad from his heart. Without saying a word, he followed the driver from the small plane and headed straight for a Mercedes-Benz parked not far away.

Through the car window, Bei Hai looked at the lights flashing quickly towards the back of the car, and the scene of seeing old George for the first time came to my mind. It was at the pier here that I saw the former owner of the asterisk, the legend of the fishermen, Old George, who thought of what he said to him and also delivered the asterisk to his hands. When I entered the port, I looked at the asterisk on the pier and listened to the sound of the whistles that kept ringing around. It was the fishermen who gave the highest etiquette to a legend...

As he thought about it, Bei Hai couldn't help but feel sour. Just last year when he arrived here, the old guy held a party for him, and he saw this old guy having a big veneer dance with the Bikini girls. At that time, Bei Hai himself felt that this old guy lived casually and freely, as if nothing in the world could stop him from pursuing happiness. As long as he wanted to do it and didn't break the law, the old guy who was over 70 years old would rush forward. It seemed that driving a sports car to catch a beautiful girl seemed like this person's heart would never grow old.

After getting on the car, Beihai thought for more than ten minutes before he recovered. He asked the driver in front of him, "Why did this happen suddenly? When I met him last year, I saw that he was fine. A few weeks ago, I called him and asked me to come here when I went out to sea during the fishing season. He said that he could eat and sleep and sleep, but he could chase the little girl?"

The driver had nothing to hide when he arrived at the car. He said to Bei Hai while driving: "Mr. I am old after all. I just caught up with a girlfriend these two days and was a little too indulgent. Not only did I take her out to sea, but I also drove a party for almost a week! The girl found him in pain early the morning of the day before yesterday and notified the housekeeper. Unfortunately, he was in shock when he was waiting for the helicopter to come. When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor said that there was nothing he could do. After he woke up yesterday, he asked us to call you to come and meet you."

Bei Hai couldn't help but sigh. Bei Hai thought that the old guy might die on a woman's belly, but he didn't expect that so early. Just looking at the old man, Bei Hai felt that it was at least ninety. Who knew that he was not prepared for this and immediately came to stop immediately without the old man.

The driver took him directly to George's house. Bei Hai ate something but couldn't sleep. He sat up and tied his nightgown and went downstairs.

When he got downstairs, Bei Hai gently pressed the light of the bar, took a cup and opened a bottle of whiskey from Old George's wine, poured himself a full glass, and then leaned against the front of the small bar, sucking the wine gently while looking at the small bar where he and Old George were squatting here every time they came. Unfortunately, this time, they could never hear the old man's hearty laughter again.

The lights of the bar attracted the housekeeper, sat next to Bei Hai and picked up the wine on the table and poured himself a glass of wine, then signaled to Bei Hai: "To George!".

"Here!here!" Bei Hai raised the cup in his hand and raised it at him, and drank a big gulp.

Bei Hai was very anxious and choked himself. He lowered his head and started coughing immediately. The butler started to pat Bei Hai's back.

"Thank you! It's okay." Bei Hai raised his hand and signaled that the butler would not need to take pictures anymore.

After taking another sip of wine, Bei Hai felt the colored wine flowing into the stomach through his throat while gently turning the wine glass in his hand.

"Today is the last time I stayed in this house." The butler said softly to Bei Hai, and then said leisurely: "I have been thirty since I got here. Oh no, it has been almost twenty-five years..."

Listening to the butler's words, he said that as soon as the funeral ends tomorrow, he will go back to his countryside, go back to his own ranch, and wait for God's call. Needless to think that Bei Hai knows how respect and concern the butler has for George, Bei Hai also knows that for old George, the butler and the driver are just the butler and the driver. They are both employers and friends, and they even have a sense of dependence like relatives. Now, with the old man's departure, everything has ended.

Listening to the butler talking nonstop, and sobbing began to start as he finished drinking one glass of wine.

Bei Hai suddenly thought about whether someone would cry for him as sincerely as the butler when he was old, whether his children would be more concerned about his father's departure, or whether they could share the property they could get from the old man.

Bei Hai thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out or he didn't want to figure it out.
Chapter completed!