The Chinese businessmen in Indonesia are indeed very rich, and they are richer than some of the richest people in the mainland.
You can see it from the banquet that took place tonight alone.
Jakarta's four wealthy Chinese merchant families, the Qian family, the Sun family, the Wu family, and the Zheng family, all have tens of billions of dollars in assets.
Compared with Singapore's Chen Aiyang Chen Group, it is not much inferior.
Nanyang has been a rich place since ancient times, the climatic conditions here are very good, the products are abundant, and all the natives can eat their stomachs without laboring.
So the natives are lazy.
After the Chinese left their homeland and came to this rich land since ancient times, they worked hard and developed a vast world with their wisdom and sweat, which made the natives jealous and thought that the Chinese had robbed them of their living space.
As a result, a large number of ethnic conflicts and bloody massacres were triggered, and each massacre was able to plunder a large amount of wealth accumulated by Chinese businessmen.
This also makes these natives addicted.
Therefore, from the Qing Dynasty to modern times, large-scale massacres and plunders broke out every few decades.
In a huge, typical European medieval manor-style building, the parking lot next to the bizarre fountain is filled with all kinds of high-end luxury sports cars, such as Ferrari, Porsche, and even the legendary Rolls-Royce and Bugatti Veyron.
When Wang Chao and Tang Zichen drove through the gate and were led down by the sturdy security guards to the parking lot, Wang Chao couldn't help but feel extravagant and luxurious in his heart for these bizarre, rich and compelling convoys.
"Presiding over this banquet today is Qian Jiagen, chairman of the Indonesian Chinese Entrepreneurs Association, the Qian family is the largest Chinese businessman in Indonesia and the largest ship king in Indonesia.
This person, not simple, was a member of the largest Chinese organization in Nanyang back then, Zhuwang Longtang, and later the Longtang collapsed, but he was safe and sound, but his family Qian became the largest Chinese businessman in Indonesia.
This Longtang manor, built by his family, has a total area of three football fields and a huge helipad.
Why, in a country where land is more expensive than gold, no rich man can make such a big estate. ” Tang Zichen also got out of the car and explained to Wang Chao with a smile about the manor and the history of the owner of the manor.
Wang Chao nodded, he looked at the huge manor, outside the parking apron, there was a marble road, and next to it was a neatly built garden surrounded by white wooden railings.
In the garden, flowers bloom.
In addition to this, there are huge pools of fountains one after another, exquisite statues.
Wang Chao even saw that in a huge garden, there were peacocks.
Now that night has come, there are street lamps everywhere, illuminating the whole manor like a castle that never sleeps.
Many of the security guards, reception staff, and cleaners were all dressed neatly.
In the center of these gardens, there is a huge red rich carpet road that can allow dozens of people to hold hands together, leading straight to the central area.
In the center is a glazed hall with a floor next to it.
A piece of gold.
Like in the midst of magic.
To the left of the hall house in the central strip is an empty concrete floor on which several helicopters are parked.
"It's a private estate, and like these security guards, cleaners, and maintenance fees, it costs a lot of money every year."
Wang Chao said.
"The maintenance fee alone, the cost of the staff, is 5 million to 8 million US dollars a year."
Tang Zichen nodded, "Look at those employees, cleaners, most of them are indigenous people from Indonesia.
Seeing such a scene every day, where there is no jealousy in their hearts, they must be eager for another riot in their hearts. ” "Why don't you hire Chinese" Wang Chao found that those cleaners who did dirty work were all indigenous people from Indonesia.
"There aren't so many Chinese people hired.
In this manor alone, there are two or three hundred people working. ” "Oh, Iss, Don, you're here.
Wait for how long you have to go.
As soon as Wang Chao and Tang Zichen got out of the car, a row of people greeted them from a distance.
The leader is a middle-aged man in a suit, glasses with aqua blue glass lenses, and a flat head of the spirit.
Looks bright.
This middle-aged man is obviously Chinese, but his Chinese is very blunt, and he speaks fluent English from time to time.
When I tell the people around me, it's in pure English.
The middle-aged man obviously came to greet Tang Zichen, and then saw Wang Chao beside Tang Zichen, but only paid a slight attention to it.
"Ling Zun's health is fine."
Tang Zichen asked.
"Daddy's health is very good, so you have to bother."
The middle-aged man made a gesture and invited Tang Zichen and Wang Chao into the banquet.
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"This time, my father heard that you were back in Indonesia, and specially invited you, and I want to take this opportunity to have a meeting with you and other heads of chambers of commerce."
Wang Chao thinks it is normal for this middle-aged man to speak a foreign accent, because Indonesia has been a colony for too long, and many Chinese do not speak Chinese, but instead speak a fluent foreign accent.
"This is Qian Jiagen's second son, Qian Dahao.
Don't look at him as soft-spoken.
A foreign accent, but the means are vicious and ruthless, and there is a nickname called soft knife in the Indonesian business community.
Murder without blood. ” It was still Xie Li who drove Wang Chao and Tang Zichen, and now she was walking side by side with Wang Chao four or five steps away from Tang Zichen.
Xie Li took advantage of Qian Dahao's efforts to lead the way in front and whispered to Wang Chao about this soft knife.
Entering the hall, it was indeed a luxurious cocktail banquet, no different from a high-end social place, where men and women dressed in high-end clothes gathered in groups to communicate with each other.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing about the whole banquet was naturally a group of young reporters carrying cameras and holding microphones with the word TV printed on them.
There are twenty or thirty such reporters, all of whom are young men and women, very temperamental, and very beautiful.
This is obviously a domestic CCTV overseas production team.
Now, the subjects of these reporters' interviews are a group of people with sharp eyes, calm temperament, and extremely dignified expressions, among these people, there are middle-aged people, some elderly, and a few young people, about a dozen, sitting uprightly in their seats.
Wang Chao immediately saw that these people were practitioners with advanced boxing skills "These are almost all the famous Chinese boxers in Indonesia."
Xie Li said to Wang Chao.
"Hmm."
Wang Chao nodded, and his gaze suddenly shifted to one of the young male and female reporters who was obviously the leader.
This overseas film team is led by a girl, wearing a black professional suit, her hair is smooth like silk waves, her face is delicate and beautiful, and her temperament is elegant and pure.
It was Zhu Jia.
Although he is very famous in Southeast Asia, he is vaguely the first master-level figure, but in the end he has only been in contact with Hong Kong, Taiwan, Yueben, South Korea and other places of martial arts, for the real Nanyang, Indonesia, the Philippines martial arts world, is still not very familiar.
"Almost all of the people in the Nanyang area are practicing Wing Chun, White Crane, Changquan, Huaquan and other iron horse hard bridge kung fu.
There are very few people who can really get into kung fu.
However, now is the era of information explosion, and it is inevitable that any boxing techniques will not be leaked out, and this place in Nanyang is very chaotic, boxers have survival pressure, and they can also hone their skills in fighting.
In contrast, the country is much more comfortable.
Among these boxers, there are also masters. ” Wang Chao clearly felt a few people from these interviewed boxers, with restrained spirit, soft expression on the surface, and soft muscles, but the inner strength and explosiveness were amazing.
In terms of martial arts, the overall level of foreign boxers is several grades higher than the overall level of China, which is a recognized thing.
The first is that the domestic environment is relaxed.
And foreign boxers rely on real kung fu to fight a piece of the world.
Second, in those years, the Kuomintang opened national art halls in various places, strengthening the country and strengthening the species, and almost all the masters were recruited to resist and save the country, and trained soldiers to fight in the army.
As long as it is a slightly famous master, he has the position of an instructor in the army.
Therefore, after the liberation, several great liquidations, these masters died naturally, and those who fled fled abroad.
"Please come over here, Daddy's in the small living room and the other three chairmen are waiting for you.
Your men, stay in the living room, and there's a special interview later.
Qian Dahao spoke very respectfully to Tang Zichen.
"Okay."
Tang Zichen glanced at Wang Chao and nodded.
Walked in.
"Zhu Jia is also here, but I'm not suitable to meet her now."
Wang Chao touched his face, and the mask attached to it turned him into a round face, which was very different from the original.
However, a woman's intuition is terrifyingly sensitive, Wang Chao doesn't think that when she is face to face, Zhu Jia can't recognize herself.
Just when Wang Chao was thinking in his heart, suddenly, a loud slap sounded.
Wang Chao immediately turned around, and saw the other circle of the hall, where a group of young people were communicating.
It turned out to be a girl, who suddenly waved her hand and slapped the man, and the man was actually knocked to the ground by this slap.
Convulsions all over the body.
This girl is actually Huo Ling'er Wang Chao not only saw Huo Ling'er, but also saw Tan Wendong behind him.
"Even your two-legged three-legged cat's Wing Chun boxing dares to do something to me, how did your master teach you" Huo Ling'er spoke loudly after flipping the man.
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Just after Huo Ling'er spoke, a middle-aged boxer who was being interviewed suddenly had an extremely ugly face, stood up, stepped forward, helped up the man who had been knocked over, and looked at it, his eyes were extremely sharp.
"The tiger's claws fan the wind, and the people are deaf and ruthless.
You are the daughter of the Hong Kong Huo family.
I heard that your master, Wang Chao, the curator of the Laoshan Inner Family Pavilion, is known as the No. 1 boxing master in Greater East Asia.
Come on, let me see, this Wang Chao has taught you something real. ” To be continued: