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Chapter 404 The Crown Prince of Guangyang Group

In the exhibition hall of Yangcheng Science and Technology Museum, several uninvited guests came to the booth of Siyang Group, which attracted Wang Hongxi's attention.

While he slowly approached the other party with a look of movement, he pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation between these people.

"Oh, your straddle 250 car costs 18,000 yuan? Then I might as well add some money and buy the original Honda CBR250!" Looking at a car at the booth of the Siyang Group, the young man with shiny hair said with contempt.

A female receptionist in charge of introducing the car to the customer heard the sound here and quickly trotted over and explained to the young man: "Sir, this 250cc straddle motorcycle from our Siyang Group is the best sold among the same displacement models in China and has the highest recognition."

"If you really like it, we can sit down and talk about the price!"

The female receptionist of Siyang Group has fair skin, beautiful appearance, and proper conversation. She looks outstanding among all the receptionists.

When the young man from Baodao saw it, he couldn't help but look at her face a few more times, and there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

"Haha, this lady's words are quite comfortable to hear, but how much discount can you give in terms of price?" the young man asked with a slight joking tone.

When the middle-aged man in the middle saw his son's appearance, he knew that this guy had an old problem again.

He couldn't help but frown and scolded: "Xiaodong, don't mess around!"

"Dad, I'm not making a fuss, I'm just asking for the price sincerely. If this beautiful lady can give me a price that makes me excited, or can promise me to have dinner together, then I don't mind buying it!"

The young man looked back without looking back and said, looking at the female receptionist with a proud look on his face.

The female receptionist was a little unhappy by this verbal young man. She frowned and wanted to refute a few words, but she didn't know how to speak.

Just as she was hesitating, Wang Hongxi on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

Speaking of which, Minister Wang has always been more straightforward.

If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have forced a senior designer from the technical department away because of a few quarrels.

At this moment, when Wang Hongxi heard the young man teasing his subordinates, of course, could not have been sitting still and watching. He coughed and walked forward quickly from behind, blocking the female receptionist.

"Sir, if you want to buy this car, we can sit down and talk in detail in the rear seating area, but please don't harass my staff!"

"Hmm? What did you say? I'm harassing your employees?"

The young man looked at Wang Hongxi with contempt and sneered: "Do you think she is worthy? Or, do you think you are worthy of this broken factory?"

"You...you..." After hearing the other party's arrogant words, Wang Hongxi was angry and anxious. He pointed his fingers in front of the other party, but couldn't say anything.

"Xiaodong, what were you talking about?" The middle-aged man couldn't stand up after hearing this, and went up and slapped his son on the head.

It can be seen that this middle-aged man seems to be saying something.

After being brought in public, the young man stopped doing it.

He spat on the ground angrily and said, "Dad, I'm wrong! Compared with our Guangyang Group, their Siyang Group, is indeed a broken factory!"

"Guangyang Group?" Wang Hongxi's face was stunned when he heard this name.

Guangyang Group is the first company in Pan-China to produce motorcycles and all-terrain vehicles, and is also the largest motorcycle manufacturer in Baodao.

The company was established in 1963 and its factory is located in Kaohsiung City, Baodao Province. The motorcycles it produces are excellent in performance and durable.

Especially in the field of straddle motorcycles, the overall quality of Guangyang Group's products is comparable to that of several of the world's most well-known motorcycle brands, such as Honda and Yamaha.

As a peer, how could Wang Hongxi not know about Guangyang, a world-famous motorcycle company?

In fact, this Asian Motorcycle Summit Forum in Yangcheng also invited Guangyang Group to participate. The other party also agreed to participate.

However, due to time issues, Guangyang Group did not sign up for the motorcycle exhibition.

Unexpectedly, people from Guangyang Group would actually go to their booth to visit, which made him a little unexpected.

Wang Hongxi's surprise look, the young man opposite could see clearly.

He hummed with a proud look on his face, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Wang Hongxi arrogantly, and said sarcastically: "Guangyang Group, you must have heard of it?"

"My name is Ke Xiaodong, this is my business card! How about it, do you think there is anything wrong with my evaluation of your Siyang Group?"

"You!" Wang Hongxi suddenly felt angry when he heard this. He subconsciously raised his arm and wanted to argue with the other party.

"What, do you want to do it?" Ke Xiaodong said coldly with a cold look on his face.

As soon as the words were finished, there were two burly followers around this guy.

The two strong men's eyeing each other immediately caused an uproar around them. The visitors passing by had noticed the abnormality here and surrounded them and looked at the bustle.

Wang Hongxi swallowed fiercely and was about to take action when a very familiar voice came from behind him.

"Hey, Minister Wang, I heard the shouts from you from afar. I also told Chaoyang, Kaixuan and the others that I should learn more about your receptionist and do my duty. It turns out that this is not the case!"

Wang Hong was surprised and quickly turned around and saw Zhao Guoyang coming over with a little surprise.

For some reason, when Wang Hongxi saw Zhao Guoyang, he seemed to have a backbone and no longer felt nervous.

At this time, the middle-aged man opposite also came forward. After scolding his son, he said to Wang Hongxi apologetically: "Sorry, I'm sorry, the child is ignorant and has offended him in his words. Sorry! Sorry!"

"Dad, you're so polite to this old guy. I'm right. Compared with our Guangyang Group, their Siyang Group is a broken factory!" Behind him, Ke Xiaodong still refused to give in.

"You still said!" The middle-aged man turned his head angrily and glared at his son.

"Guangyang Group?" After hearing this name, Zhao Guoyang was slightly stunned.

Ke Xiaodong heard his words to himself and immediately became energetic. He said whispered: "What, boy, have you heard of the name of our Guangyang Group?"

"Tell you, my name is Ke Xiaodong. This is my father and the chairman of Guangyang Group - Ke Zhijian. How about it? Do you know if you are afraid?"

Hearing the three words "Ke Zhijian", there was a burst of exclamation among the onlookers.

Obviously, many people have heard of this name.

"Ke Zhijian? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere, it seems to be quite familiar!" A crowd of onlookers said scratching their heads.

"Damn, Lao Liu, you are still a motorcycle dealer. The boss of Baodao Guangyang Group, Ke Zhijian, who has a net worth of over 100 million, doesn't Mr. Ke know?" The companion next to him couldn't help but say.

"What are hundreds of millions? It's clear that it's billions or not..."

The gossip of the onlookers came to Zhao Guoyang one after another, and Wang Hongxi's ears.

When Wang Hongxi heard that the middle-aged man with a rich face in front of him turned out to be Ke Zhijian, the boss of Guangyang Group, his face was inexplicably ugly.

Wang Hongxi is very familiar with Guangyang Group. This company is well-known even internationally.

Not only the motorcycle industry, Guangyang Group has a wide range of knowledge in all-terrain vehicles, gear locomotives, medical scooters, generators, lawn mowers, motors, other transportation tools and other mechanical products.

Even if the motorcycle project is taken out separately, Guangyang Group can overwhelm most motorcycle manufacturers around the world.

Compared with this behemoth, although the gap between Siyang Group is not as exaggerated as 100,000 miles, there are definitely several levels.

The person he offended in front of him turned out to be the prince of Guangyang Group, which made Wang Hongxi feel excited.

Just when Wang Hongxi was worried, Zhao Guoyang spoke calmly.

"Well, I have heard of the names of Guangyang Group and Mr. Ke. As for the name of Ke Dong, I am frankly frank, I really don't have any impression..."

When Zhao Guoyang said this, his sincere expression made people unable to find any fault.

Originally, Ke Xiaodong planned to hand him a business card when Zhao Guoyang showed a surprised expression.

At this moment, he choked directly by his words and couldn't help coughing loudly.

When the onlookers saw this arrogant guy in such a embarrassing situation, they burst into laughter.

Wang Hongxi was also confused by Zhao Guoyang's words. He wanted to smile, but he really couldn't.

Speaking of which, all Wang Hongxi’s previous knowledge of Zhao Guoyang is just about his technical attainments in motorcycle design.

He actually didn't know much about what kind of personality and style Zhao Guoyang really had.

At this time, Zhao Guoyang stood up for himself, and Wang Hongxi was a little worried about whether he would mess up the matter and make it out of control.

Thinking of this, Wang Hongxi couldn't help but come to Zhao Guoyang's ear and whispered: "Researcher Zhao, it's better not to make a big deal about this matter. Since the other party has greeted him, I'll let's forget it..."

Zhao Guoyang said "hmm", raised his head and smiled at Wang Hongxi, and made a gesture of peace of mind.

Wang Hongxi thought that his intention would not make things worse, so he felt a little calmer.

If he knew that the meaning of Zhao Guoyang's gesture was actually "I promise to get the other party done", he would not let him confront the other party again.
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