Chapter 330: It's no fun to play small

In the evening, when Zhou Ming called all the students in the finance class out of their rooms and gathered them in the lobby on the first floor for a meeting, he told them at the meeting that the insurance policy of 800,000 US dollars had been confirmed, and everyone cheered.

This was a surprise, because no one had thought that Old Brooker had just come over to make a big news story. However, no sooner had Zhou Ming agreed to it than he really sent 800,000 over. Together with the 200,000 insurance policy for the ship from Harbour City Shipping Group, this meant that they would have one million in revenue on the first day of opening their company. For an insurance company that had been established on a temporary basis without any foundation, this was almost a dream start.

'Regardless of the purpose of Congressman Brock's gift of 800,000 yuan, at least the money is not wrong. For our insurance company, this will also be the most beneficial funding for our start-up development!'

Zhou Ming said to everyone, and of course Zhou Ming also mentioned the recent promotion of their new insurance financial products, and said that he would use the 800,000 yuan to advertise the new products. Zhou Ming said, 'The problem now is not that you are not working hard enough, but the general situation. So we have to create momentum for ourselves. I always believe that you are the best, and insurance financial products will be the future trend. Finally, everyone, come on!'

...

While all the students in the finance class were cheering and jumping for joy at Ming Zhou's words, in a villa in Lexington, northwest of Harvard, Brock Sr. was on the phone with Wharton.

'Mr. Brook, I really want to ask you why you did this, why you sent Ming Zhou 800,000 US dollars? I always thought it was just a farce, but I didn't expect it to be true. I don't understand, don't you know that this guy has yellow skin, is a greedy demon, and is the bastard who sent your son to prison? Don't you want to take revenge on him?' Walden asked in disbelief on the other end of the phone.

'So what do you want to do?' Brock senior asked with a hint of meaning. 'Go over there and give him a false message just to mock his guts? He doesn't have the guts to pick up the phone? I'm telling you, Walden, I'm Brock, a 56-year-old Massachusetts senator, not the leader of a group in your community elementary school who goes to the teacher to complain when he's bullied. Shouldn't we be more mature and do something adults should do?'

'But in that case, he will have made his first fortune, and his insurance company will really get off the ground,' said Walden.

'But I never said I wanted to meddle with it and strangle his insurance company in the cradle. Such petty tricks are really meaningless to me, so I just want his company to grow,' said Old Brook.

Faced with Brooke's words, Walden was at a loss for a moment and just stood there. Brooke continued, 'Do you know what the most painful thing about you is? It's not being unsuccessful or being bullied, but being knocked down with one blow when you think you are taking off and about to succeed. I want that Chinese person to experience the joy of going from heaven to hell.'

'So Mr Wharton,' said Old Brook, 'you just do your own thing, I don't need you to worry about my side of things, I'll beat him in the marketplace in a fair and square American duel, so don't call me about this kind of thing again, got it?'

'Okay, I understand, Mr Brook, I'll do my thing.'

Without waiting for Walton to finish speaking, Old Brook hung up the phone. Then Old Brook looked up at the person sitting across from him and spread his hands. 'See? I told you, I don't play those kinds of tricks, and I won't dwell on any trivialities. My congratulations are genuine, and the 800,000 insurance policy is also genuine. I will let him get the insurance business going, and then we will settle this with my business methods.'

As he listened to what Old Brook said, the man on the other side laughed: 'Whether you believe it or not, whether the 800,000 insurance policy is real or not, there is no way you can win against Zhou Ming.'

'Then why are you here, sir?' Old Brook asked deliberately, and then continued, 'But it doesn't matter, I will prove to you with facts that Zhou Ming is nothing but a waste of space!'

...

On the morning of the third day, Zhou Ming brought Chen Yesen and followed Danny to the city centre. Danny pointed to a skyscraper and said to Zhou Ming, 'This is the Brighton Building, named after the city of Brighton. It is the most famous office building here, with hundreds of companies inside. The money that comes in and out of this building every day is the annual national income of those African countries. The Nam Advertising Agency is here.'

Zhou Ming picked up where Danny left off and said, 'I know that Naum Advertising is the best advertising company in all of Brighton. Every year, people come to him to make commercials that could go around the world.'

'What are you talking about, I've never said that!' Danny exclaimed, obviously not having heard of the ad that could go around the world. 'But Naum Advertising Company is indeed very good. You know, the last time the two Coke cans fought, giving Pepsi an advantage, the marketing idea came from this Naum Company. You know, it's always very awesome to make a century-old empire look bad!'

'Well, I hope they can come up with a marketing plan for me to make the stars fall,' Zhou Ming said with an unnecessary shrug.

Their car was parked in the parking lot, and Zhou Ming and the others went upstairs to find this Namm Advertising Company. When they entered the door, Danny took the initiative to find the receptionist and said that he had an appointment with the director of the advertising company. After the receptionist confirmed it, Danny and Zhou Ming went in with them. However, at this time, the receptionist stopped Zhou Ming: 'Hello, we are Namm Advertising Company. Do you have an appointment?'

This surprised Zhou Ming very much. He pointed at Danny in front of him and said, 'We're together. Didn't he make a reservation?'

The receptionist asked Danny. Danny turned around and told her, "Yes, we're together. We're all together.'

Danny pointed around as he spoke, and the receptionist said, "Okay, I'm sorry for my misunderstanding. I thought you were alone.'

After apologising, the receptionist let Danny and Ming in. Ming said helplessly to Danny, 'This is not a good sign. I'm afraid things will be troublesome today.'

'Why do you say that? I think it's just an accident,' Danny said.

They walked together to the advertising agency and arrived at the door of the director's office. However, the secretary said that the director was in a meeting, so Ming and the others had to wait outside for a while. After about a quarter of an hour, they were allowed to go in.

Danny led Zhou Ming and the others into the office, where a white man in his thirties was sitting. He immediately got up to greet Danny when he entered, and Danny shook his hand and introduced him to Zhou Ming and the others, saying, 'This is Hussein, the founder of Nam Advertising. He is known as a marketing genius, and his mind is always churning out breathtaking advertising ideas. Your ad will definitely be fine.'

After hearing Danny's introduction, Zhou Ming and the others had no objections. After all, Danny had already introduced them before they came. However, Hussein was surprised. He pointed at Zhou Ming and the others and asked, 'Wait a minute, Danny, is this the big client you wanted to introduce to me? They are...Chinese?'

'These are the people. What's wrong with Chinese people? Are you a racist too, Hussein?' Danny asked.

'Oh God, of course not. I believe in equality. People of any race are the same to me. As long as they can pay, they are my gods!'

Hussein paused after saying this, then pointed at Zhou Ming and the others and said apologetically, 'But these Chinese people... I remember you telling me that you were bringing me a big client today, but I'm sorry, I don't think these Chinese people are the big clients you were talking about. You know, Chinese people and black people are synonymous with poor people.'

In the face of Hussein's words, Chen Shu and Ye Ning immediately expressed their dissatisfaction. They shouted at Hussein, 'Hey, what are you an American talking about? Who are you calling poor?'

'Oh, I'm sorry if my wording is a bit vulgar, but that's the truth,' said Hussein. 'Danny told me that he wanted to introduce me to an insurance company for an advertising campaign. According to my usual advertising for insurance companies, the cost will be at least 100,000 US dollars. But you... I'm afraid, sir, I can't see any trace of 100,000 US dollars in you.'

'Of course you won't see any trace of 100,000 US dollars in us, because we only have 200,000, 300,000, 500,000 or even more.'

Zhou Ming said, giving Chen Shu a wink. Chen Shu understood, took off his bag and handed it to Zhou Ming, who took the bag and opened it to show Chen Shu while saying, 'This bag now contains $200,000 in cash. I don't think you, Mr. Hussein, think that I borrowed this money and will immediately prepare to pay it back to my credit card or loan sharks, do you? Because people like us don't have any trace of dollars in us.'

'Originally, I was very eager to do a good job of advertising for my insurance company, but now it seems that no one else can even look at our money. In that case, there's nothing we can do about it. Chen Shu Ye Ning, let's go.'

Zhou Ming said, pulled his bag closed, and then turned to leave with Chen Shu and Ye Ning, but at this time, Hussein immediately said, 'Mr. Zhou Ming, please stay. I don't think it's a good idea for you to leave in such a hurry, because our company is the best advertising company in all of Brighton. We have the best advertising and marketing planners. No matter what you want to do, our advertising can help you open the door to the market!'

'As long as I can afford it?' Zhou Ming asked tentatively.

'Of course,' Hussein replied immediately, having thought of something. 'Whether it's the Oval Office in the White House or the underwater world in Bermuda, as long as you have the money, I can help you get there.'

'That's great,' said Ming, taking out a document and flinging it in Hussein's face. 'These are the company's introduction and product brief. Mr. Hussein, I'll leave it to you. The most important thing for our company is to sell insurance and wealth management products, so if possible, I hope I can rush back to Harvard and have good news for my friends by the time I finish dinner.'

Zhou Ming added, 'Of course I hope it's a very exciting idea, because for me, small fry is very boring.'

Hussein nodded vigorously and said, "Please believe me, we are professionals!"