nucmednet Chapter 1286 Eat your meal one bite at a time
Chapter 1286 Eat your meal one bite at a time
After seeing Chen Tong off, Song Yimingde immediately called together the core members of the family in the conference room.
At this moment, he had restrained his previous humility and joy, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.
"Everyone," he looked around at the family members present, his voice steady and powerful, "Now let's start the division of labor."
"Wen'er," he looked at his eldest son, "you are in charge of India. The Tata family has recently been exploring the Southeast Asian market, so we'll give them 34% of the shares in the port in Yangon. In addition, we'll also give them a share in Calcutta's shipping."
Song Yiwen wrote it down immediately.
"Wuer," he turned to his second son, "you go talk to the Prayut family in Siam. We have too large a share of the financial market in Bangkok, and it's time to shrink it. Give them 34% of the share, but get back the corresponding benefits in the rubber trade in the south."
"Third brother," he said to his younger brother, "you go to Singapore. The Lee family has been very restless in the Strait of Malacca recently. Give them some benefits in Penang shipping, but make sure our position in Singapore is not affected."
Everyone recorded their tasks carefully.
"Remember," Song Yimingde emphasized, "this is not charity, but exchange. Every bit of benefit we give up must be exchanged for corresponding support. Now is the critical moment, and we can't make a wrong step."
He stood up and walked to the South Asia map hanging on the wall: "Our Song Yi family has been in business for three generations, and we have finally waited for this opportunity. But the business world is like a battlefield, and today's friends may be tomorrow's enemies."
"So," he turned around, his eyes piercing, "we must give up the benefits that should be given up, and take the benefits that should be taken. Let everyone be tied to our interests, so that we can ensure our position in the Asian Alliance."
"Father is right," Song Yiwen nodded, "We should share the cake with others, but we must firmly hold the initiative in our own hands."
"That's right," Song Yimingde nodded with satisfaction, "Go ahead, and do everything according to the plan. Remember, everything must be completed within three days."
Watching everyone leaving, Song Yimingde sat back in his chair.
He knew that this was the most crucial move for Song Yi's family.
If they make the right moves, they can truly become the core of power in South Asia.
But if you make the wrong choice...
He shook his head and thought no more.
Now is not the time to hesitate, but the time to go all out.
After the meeting, Song Yiminde's grandson Song Yilinsha stayed.
"Grandpa," Lin Sha said somewhat dissatisfiedly, "We joined the Asian Alliance, but we only got a vague position without any substantive rights."
Song Yimingde frowned slightly: "What do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is," Lin Sha continued, "we should take out a big piece of the cake to satisfy those people's greedy appetite. So far, I don't see what benefit we have gained."
Song Yimingde was silent for a moment, then asked: "What benefit do you want?"
"At least," Lin Sha said bluntly, "the Song Yi family should have the right to develop its own armed forces."
Hearing this, Song Yimingde's expression changed slightly.
"Lin Sha," he said earnestly, "You have to understand that businessmen and soldiers are two completely different roles. The strength of our Song Yi family lies in business, not military."
"But grandpa," Lin Sha said unwillingly, "without armed forces, we will always be at the mercy of others."
"No," Song Yimingde shook his head, "We have plenty of economic power. As long as we control the economic lifeline, many things can be solved without the use of force."
He looked at his grandson with a glimmer of love in his eyes: "You are still young and don't understand many things. What we, the Song Yi family, want is long-term interests, not temporary power."
"But what if one day," Lin Sha said unconvincedly, "someone threatens us with force?"
"Then we can solve it with money," Song Yimingde said calmly, "Money is the most powerful weapon in the world."
He patted Lin Sha on the shoulder and said, "Remember, Lin Sha, businessmen must know how to fight for their own interests. We don't need armed forces, we just need to let others know that they will lose more if they offend us."
Lin Sha nodded thoughtfully.
"Go ahead," Song Yimingde said with a smile, "Learn how to use economic means to solve problems. One day in the future, you will understand what grandpa said today."
After Linsha left, Song Yimingde's son-in-law Altai walked out from the shadows.
"Father-in-law," Altai said solemnly, "Linsha is right. We must have our own military strength."
Song Yimingde raised his head, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes: "Do you think I don't know?"
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the guards who were training in the manor: "Look at them."
Altay followed his gaze and saw dozens of guards undergoing strict military training, their movements in unison and their momentum high.
"Our family's guards," Song Yimingde said softly, "are all trained according to the standards of a formal army. Not only these people, but we also have similar guards in our properties in various places."
Aletai's eyes lit up: "You mean..."
"As long as I give the order," Song Yimingde turned around, his eyes sharp, "I can raise an armed force of 34 people at any time. And they are all well-trained elites."
"Then why should we keep silent?" Altay said with some excitement.
"Because now is not the right time," Song Yiminde shook his head, "Sukarno is still wary of us. If we expose our military strength at this time, it will only cause a greater backlash."
He sat back in his chair and said, "We must remain patient. We must eat one bite at a time. Joining the Asian Alliance now is a good start."
&34;But...&34;
"No buts," Song Yimingde interrupted, "Business is like a battlefield, the most important thing is patience. Once we have established a firm foothold in the Asian Alliance and those people have become accustomed to our existence, it will be time to show our trump cards."
He looked at Altay meaningfully: "Remember, real power does not lie in how much you have, but in when you use it."
Aletai nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, father-in-law."
"Go ahead," Song Yimingde waved his hand, "and continue to do your job. When the time is right, I will naturally give you a surprise."
Looking at Altay's departing back, Song Yimingde showed a meaningful smile.
Of course he knew that if a business family wanted to truly gain a foothold, it must have its own armed forces.
But now, it's not the time.
First let those people think that you are just a businessman who is greedy for profit.
When the time is right, they will naturally know how sharp the fangs of Song Yi's family are.