My 1979

"What are you doing in Shenzhen?" Li He couldn't help asking one more question.

Fu Biao said, "I saw a group of people together. There were quite a few gringos. They seemed to be foreign companies coming to China to develop the market. I saw too many of them in Shenzhen and Guangzhou. Most of them were like this."

Li He asked, "Are you still staying in the hotel now?"

Fu Biao said, "I gave the hotel receptionist a few hundred yuan. He will keep an eye on me at any time. If he leaves, he should call me. If he hasn't called me in the past few days, it means he is still there." hotel."

"You were smart for once." Li He encouraged, "You did a good job."

Fu Biao said, "Director Zhou has suffered so much grievance and has kept silent for so many years. He is probably holding his breath. We can't do anything else, but there is no problem in asking for information, so of course we have to keep it in mind."

"Take me to see it tomorrow." Li He couldn't change his gossip.

Besides, on the other hand, she wanted to see how this woman was doing so that she could report to Zhou Qing.

If the other party has a bad life, Zhou Qing might be happy!

"I'll arrange for someone to keep an eye on him now, and we'll arrive in time as soon as he appears." Fu Biao stood up and went to make phone calls to make arrangements.

"That's best." Li He naturally had no objection to this arrangement.

The appearance of Zhao Mingxia made him suddenly feel like he had something to do.

In the evening, after dinner, he visited Fu Biao's small foreign-style building inside and out.

He patted the golden wallpaper and said, "Are they all imported?"

Fu Biao said with a smile, "Except for the bricks and cement, everything is imported, including the central vacuum system, plastic steel-clad solid wood windows, glass and even ceramic tiles."

Li He rolled his eyes at him and said, "You work in engineering, do you have the nerve to say that?"

Fu Biao said helplessly, "Ordinary decoration can be done in China, but as long as it involves the decoration of high-end villas, the materials are shipped from abroad by air or ship."

"Isn't the cost high?" Li He didn't know much about this.

Fu Biao nodded, "Whether it's a villa imitating Hong Kong style or American style, it costs more than 10,000 yuan per flat."

"Robbing money, this is it." Rich man like him, Li Laoer, couldn't help but be speechless.

"Villas are still mainly for export. The demand targets are probably senior managers of institutions in China, foreign-funded enterprises and overseas Chinese, people from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan. Some are really used to live in, and some are used to fancy our domestic development potential. Come to invest.

Rich people in our country rarely buy villas. Even if they have the spending power, do they have the courage to spend? "

Li He sighed, "Making building materials is indeed a good career."

Fu Biao said with a smile, "That's why Luo Pei stopped making asbestos tiles and switched to making ceramic tiles in Foshan, but he made a lot of money."

"Oh, he's here too." Li He didn't ask any more questions.

He did not stay at Fu Biao's house, but insisted on staying at the Golden Deer Hotel.

When Fu Biao came to him with a strange expression the next day, he smiled and asked, "Are you constipated? You look so uncomfortable."

"No." Fu Biao was very embarrassed.

"Then what do you have to say quickly? Is there any news about Zhao Mingxia?" Li He asked enthusiastically.

"There is news." Fu Biao handed Li He a cigarette and said, "But I didn't find her, she came to find me."

"What business could she have with you?" Li He lit a cigarette, pulled the ashtray in front of him, and asked, "Are American companies going to China to develop real estate?"

"Brother, I feel strange too, but apart from real estate matters, I really can't think of anything else she wants to do with me?" Fu Biao kept changing his name for Li He at any time.

Li He asked, "Have you made an appointment?"

Fu Biao nodded, "I made an appointment. She said she would visit the company in person."

"What time?" Li He seemed very concerned.

"Two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Let's go." Li He pinched off the cigarette butts and changed into a pair of shoes, "Let's go have something to eat first, and then I'll go to your company. I haven't seen you in more than ten years, but I don't know if you can still recognize me."

"Brother, you are the richest man in the world. If she doesn't know you, she is blind." Fu Biao complimented him, thinking he was very smart.

He had followed Li He for so many years. When Mr. Li He exposed the richest man in Asia, he was not surprised or doubtful. But when Li He became the richest man in the world, he was a little shocked!

He never thought that he would follow the world's richest man for so many years!

When he suddenly thought about it, he thought it was a bit fantasy, but when he thought about it carefully, it was really possible!

Who doesn't he know about Guo Dongyun, Shen Daoru, and Pan Youlin?

But he never imagined that these people would control such a large amount of money. Although he was already the largest real estate company in the south with the financial support of Li He, compared with these people, he was almost nothing!

Occasionally, if he thinks too much, he will be a little unbalanced. He is really worse than others!

"Stop talking about these useless things." Li He smiled and kicked him.

"Hey, the car is at the door."

Like an old child, Fu Biao was not ashamed, but proud. There were not many people who could be worthy of Li Laoer's laughter and scolding!

For lunch, Li He refused to go to a big restaurant and drove around looking around. Finally, he stopped at a haggis noodle restaurant. He hadn't eaten noodles for a long time and always ate rice. He was a little irritated.

When they arrived at the noodle shop, Dong Hao helped give the shop owner 100 yuan. The boss happily allowed Li He to scoop up the haggis and serve the noodle soup with a big ladle.

Qi Hua was a little slow to react, secretly hating that he still didn't understand Li He's habits well enough, and in the end, Dong Hao took the lead.

"Eat, why are you standing there in a daze? If you're not used to eating noodles, you can eat next door. You don't have to be like me." After Li He finished speaking, he just ate his own food.

"I can." Dong Hao has finished half of his noodles.

"No need." Qi Hua ate slowly. Seeing Li He talking, he couldn't help but speed up his sucking.

"I enjoy eating haggis." Fu Biao's bowl had almost no noodles, it was all haggis.

I was about to get the third bowl, but when I saw the restaurant owner's heartache, he threw away another hundred yuan in a very grand manner.

"Eat, eat, there is plenty." The restaurant owner was very happy. If there were more customers like this in a day, it would be difficult for him not to make a fortune.

A few people had a good meal and went directly to Fu Biao's company.

Over the years, Xiangyang Real Estate has become a diversified group company. The 15-story group headquarters in prosperous Shenzhen is no longer as eye-catching as it was when it was first built. Facing the surrounding areas that have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, The high-rise buildings have become like little carrot heads.

Even apartments are now rarely below 15 floors.

Fu Biao couldn't even cry at the scene in front of him. The scene had already been compared!

He would like to rebuild a group headquarters, but the power to approve funds lies with Li He. If Li He disagrees, everything he says will be in vain!

He is determined to work hard for development, not to mention building a super skyscraper like Wu Shuping, but at least building a group park like Guo Dongyun.

"Well done." Li He entered Fu Biao's office on the top floor, patted here, touched there, and joked, "Grandma, you are such a bear. Each of you enjoys it better than me."

Fu Biao brought the teapot to Li He and said, "Brother, if you like it, I will give it to you. I wish you could be in charge, so that Xiangyang Real Estate can enter the fast lane of rapid development."

"Stop talking about these useless things, it's not like I don't have an office." Li He suddenly remembered that his office manager at the headquarters of Dida Group had no spider web. Since he went there once, he has never been there again.

Besides, he also has the office of China Renewable Resources Group, although it is relatively simple.

Suddenly the phone in the office rang. After answering it, Fu Biao said to Li He, "Zhao Mingxia is here."

"How many people?" Li He asked.

Fu Biao said, "She's the only one. The front desk said the business card is from a brewery in the United States."

"One?" Li He wondered, "If it's business, she can't be the only one, right? Unless I want to find out your details and want to rekindle my friendship with you?"

Fu Biao pondered, "It's really possible."

Li He sat down on the boss's chair and said, "Let her come in and I will know how to deal with her."