"Thank you, Mr. Chen, thank you very much," Li Fangcheng held Mr. Chen's hand in both hands and expressed his gratitude repeatedly, "I will work hard and ask you to take care of you in the future."

Old Chen's iceberg-like face finally had a smile, "Thank you for the news you provided, otherwise we really wouldn't know there was such an opportunity,"

"It should be that such an opportunity is prepared for Mr. Wang and Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen, please see if you have time tonight, the capital is full of delicious and fun places. I hope you can give me a chance to express my gratitude."

Speaking of which, he has not been so filial to his old man for many years.

"I appreciate it, and the days will be long in the future," Old Chen paused, "I have a chance in the future."

"Okay, I'll say goodbye first, please stay, oh by the way, Mr. Chen, there is one thing I want to ask, are you in touch with Feng Yiping now?"

He was actually a little worried about this. Objectively speaking, that guy Feng Yiping was really not something that could be kneaded casually.

"Don't worry," Old Chen, who had always been respectful in front of President Wang, smiled proudly, "We are not something Feng Yiping can refuse,"

This is so domineering!

However, this is also the domineering aura that Mr. Wang and the others should have. Li Fangcheng suddenly burst into laughter in his heart. He likes to hear such words. In this way, the matter is absolutely right. "Yes, look at me worrying about it. In front of Mr. Wang and you, he has absolutely no room for bargaining. Please stay."

Old Chen actually just stood up and didn't mean to send him out at all. "Okay, go slowly,"

"Yeah!" Walking outside the door, Li Fangcheng couldn't help but clench his fists and whispered. It was bad, Mr. Chen could see it. He quickly turned around and laughed apologized, but saw Mr. Chen lowering his head in a hurry. Li Fangcheng felt that he had read it wrong, why did he see it in Mr. Chen's eyes, as if it was mercy?

No, I must have read it wrong. Maybe Lao Chen is jealous.

After all, this is a way to Mr. Wang like a treasure pot. After seeing Mr. Wang verify the situation, did he look at me a little differently?

That's right, Lao Chen must be jealous. He is jealous of his great contributions in front of President Wang.

He was so happy that he drove out of the gate of the courtyard and immediately forgot this scene. The good days finally came again!

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Many things that are beautiful and romantic in literary works actually bring only trouble for most people's lives.

For example, this floating and scattering snow made the whole world covered with silver and jade, and made those who had no cars have to choose public transportation.

So today's buses are particularly crowded and drive slowly than usual.

A little guy who was squeezed to the car window was looking out of the car with concentration and curiosity. Finally, at the second red light, he couldn't help but pull the corner of his mother's clothes, "Mom, what's going on with that uncle?"

The young mother lowered her head and saw that in the parallel car, a guy with greasy head and pink face looked like a man, giggling foolishly, and twisting his body to the music like crazy.

"Stop looking, he is sick," the young mother and mother gave Li Fangcheng a clear diagnosis.

Li Fangcheng really seems to be sick now.

Since he came out of Mr. Wang’s office, he has been in this state.

In fact, he wanted to do more than that. If possible, he really wanted to try whether he could fly in this car.

He was so happy that he couldn't help but feel happy.

Although Mr. Wang and his friends have not found the specific personnel responsible for the trade, he has just discussed some specific issues with Old Chen, that is, after Mr. Wang and Feng Yiping joined forces, his investment amount will be in every operation.

Old Chen promised him 10%.

Although this is incomparable to when I was in the past, this is a risk-free business. Intuitively speaking, it is a business that makes money. 10%, Li Fangcheng is very satisfied now.

Besides, don't underestimate this 10%.

It is naturally impossible for Mr. Wang and his team to operate in small matters. At least nine digits are worthy of his identity. Then this 10% of his own might be more than tens of millions he had invested 100% before.

Old Chen also promised that if the funds were insufficient, he would help him find a bank loan. Of course, he would inevitably have to pay some handling fees, but Li Fangcheng knew the benefits of Feng Yiping's operations every time.

Compared with the high income, what does this handling fee count?

For a moment, Li Fangcheng felt that the days of making money that he had yearned for were clearly visible.

Private jets are expected; luxury yachts are expected; beautiful female stars are expected... How can you tell him that he is unhappy, how can he not be crazy, how can he not act like he is sick?

He was also looking forward to something very much.

He was very much looking forward to the always arrogant Feng Yiping, who had to surrender helplessly when facing Mr. Wang.

He really looked forward to this matter for too long, so sometimes he couldn't tell the difference. He broke the news to Mr. Wang mainly for taking a taxi to make money, or for seeing Feng Yiping betrayed.

Importantly, both goals seem to be perfectly achieved this time.

The phone rang and saw that the old man was, needless to say, he must have asked the result. Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, he asked, "How is it?"

"Perfect," Li Fangcheng said excitedly.

"Really?" His son Li Yiqiang's voice also became louder. "You come to the company immediately and talk to me in detail. Forget it, go home. I'll ask them to prepare wine and food, and we'll talk while eating."

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In the Li family’s living room, several pots on the table were steaming hot and fragrant.

The Li family and his son were having a good time eating and chatting.

Li Yiqiang asked his son in detail about the meeting with Mr. Wang and Mr. Chen, and finally raised his glass, "It performed well,"

Li Fangcheng happily ran into his father, feeling a little emotional. Sure enough, as a son, he also needs some ability to be so that I won’t dislike him.

He remembered it very clearly that this was the best and most pleasant time when the old man came back from Hong Kong in disgrace.

Not to mention the other day, because he moved his treasures, he looked like he wanted to eat himself.

"Dad, just hold on. Soon, you won't have to work as hard as you are now. If only a few days, we might as well take over the company. Take advantage of the more capital, and you will go around the world in a free and easy way."

This guy is always a bit too stupid when talking to me.

Li Yiqiang felt a little unhappy after hearing this. You haven’t made any money yet, so you think my business is hard to make money.

"No, the company must keep it. I will pay you a portion of the capital, 5 million. If it exceeds it, it's better to ask a bank loan."

This is not because he has a deep relationship with the company he founded. He mainly has been in the business world for so many years. He deeply understands one truth: the things that rely on others to make money are not long enough.

Li Fangcheng was a little dissatisfied and could not invest just a thousand dollars, and most of them had to borrow money. Wang Zhengao and Lao Chen were ao, and he really didn't want them to look down on him.

"It's like this first," Li Yiqiang made the final decision, "I'll see the situation later,"

The lively moments on the table were immediately deserted, and Li Fangcheng relived the truth again. It turns out that his father and mother have it, so it is better to have it yourself.

"Are you sure they can let Feng Yiping submit?"

"Oh, what's there to worry about? Compared with Mr. Wang and the others, Feng Yiping, a nouveau riche who only has some money, is not enough to see at all," Li Fangcheng said impatiently.

Li Yiqiang weighed the trade-offs according to his own ideas. It is true. How could you, a businessman, confront a second generation of power like Mr. Wang?

"It's just this ratio, I always feel a little uneasy,"

“Too little?”

"No, I think it's too much," said Li Yiqiang. How could these second generations be so generous?

"It's not good to have too much? If I hadn't provided him with this news, would they have such a good path?" Li Fangcheng said, "I don't think about it. How much money did I spend to get this path?"

He remembered the tens of millions he lost in Hong Kong, "But now it seems that the money is worth spending,"

This seems reasonable?

"Is there anyone around his father?" Li Yiqiang asked.

“It shouldn’t be,”

"You still have to think of a way. If you can go online directly with his dad, it will be worth spending more money. Do you think, can you do this through that old Chen?"
Chapter completed!