My 1999

"Fourth uncle, Xu Beihong's paintings are worth thousands of gold. They are too valuable and I cannot accept them."

"Haha, no matter how expensive it is, it can't compare to how much the Li family has made by investing in Kunpeng Fund this time."

The Li family invested US$80 million in Kunpeng No. 1. After the oil speculation ended, they directly made a net profit of US$100 million.

Although Xu Beihong's "Eight Horses" oil painting is extremely valuable, it only costs tens of millions of Chinese coins at auction.

It's simply incomparable to $100 million.

Of course, Xu Liang is more precious than 100 million US dollars.

Li Zhaoji would be willing to do anything that could bring the Li family closer to this young financial genius.

"Fourth uncle is serious. The Li family trusted me and invested in Kunpeng. Now that you have made money, it is only natural that you share the profits. There is no such thing as thank you." Xu Liang said.

"You can't say that. In addition to the normal salary, there is also a year-end bonus for hiring people. This painting is not only a thank you from the Li family, but also a 'bonus' we give to Hanhua and you."

Xu Liang heard this and did not refuse.

And he also needs to strengthen his relationship with the Li family, and there is no need to make things too rough.

"Then I'd like to thank my fourth uncle."

"Haha, that's right. We will have a long time to cooperate in the future, so a mere painting doesn't matter."

Li Zhaoji said happily.

After taking a sip of tea, Li Zhaoji changed the topic.

"Xu Sheng, I heard that Hanhua has been making soybeans now?"

"Who did Fourth Uncle hear this from?" Xu Liang said with a smile.

"There are no secrets in the business world. Moreover, Harvest Agriculture is planting soybeans all over the country, and the amount is close to 30 billion Chinese dollars. You can't hide such a big deal."

Xu Liang understood.

This is also very helpless.

When buying soybeans abroad, he could hide Hanhua with vests.

Anyway, cash on delivery, as long as you get the money, the seller doesn't care where you are from.

But it is different in China.

If you want the leaders of a county or even a prefecture-level city to support you in growing soybeans here, it must not be a shell company.

Otherwise, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?

Therefore, the relationship between Harvest and Hanhua cannot be concealed.

For people like Li Zhaoji who have deep connections in China, this is no secret at all.

"Hanhua is indeed growing soybeans."

"Xu Sheng, although my ability in financial investment is not as good as yours, agriculture is not closely related to finance. If you need soybeans, you can do futures or directly purchase spot soybeans. Why do you plant them yourself?"

"Fourth Uncle, this involves Hanhua's investment strategy, I can't say much." Xu Liang said with a smile.

"Understood. Then I won't ask any more questions."

Li Zhaoji stopped decisively.

The atmosphere was tense, so Xu Liang decisively changed the topic.

"Fourth uncle, you are a veteran in Xiangjiang. You have deep connections and influence all over Xiangjiang. Henderson is the leader in the real estate industry in Xiangjiang, so I have a favor here and I want to ask you to help me."

"Oh, what's the favor? As long as I can help you, I will definitely help you."

"Hanhua Capital is developing very fast, and the office space of Chinese People's Bank of China is becoming increasingly tight, and it is gradually running out of space. So I plan to buy an office building in Central. Do you have any good recommendations?" Xu Liang said directly.

"So that's what happened. I wonder how much office space you need?"

"At least 20,000 square meters."

Xu Liangdao.

Hanhua Capital will continue to develop into conference rooms, reception rooms, warehouses, database rooms, public office spaces, private office spaces, etc.

Twenty thousand square meters will be enough to meet the needs of Hanhua Capital in the next ten years.

"I'll remember it, and I'll ask you about it when I get back. However, office space in Central is very expensive, and rents are among the highest in the world. Owners rarely sell office properties in Central unless they encounter an emergency. So I can't give you a guarantee. "

"It works. I'll remember your favor. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work." Xu Liang said with a smile.

Li Zhaoji smiled and nodded.

The Li family and his son lingered for a while before leaving.

In the car on the way back.

"Dad, Xu Liang is too tight-lipped about soybeans and hasn't heard any useful information." Li Jiacheng said annoyed.

"It's normal that he didn't hear it. If he didn't keep his mouth shut, he wouldn't be able to create such a big family business." Li Zhaoji said calmly.

“Then do we still invest in soybeans?”

"Hanhua Capital has always invested in physical soybeans but has not entered the futures market. This is really strange." Li Zhaoji couldn't help but said.

"There's nothing strange about this. Soybeans are storable, and they invest in physical goods because they are optimistic about the long-term market. I think we can also buy some spot soybeans appropriately."

Li Zhaoji shook his head, "Futures are okay. Spot goods need warehouses, transportation, and storage. We don't know when Hanhua Capital will ship the goods.

If they wait a year, the money will be idle.

And we can't tell whether soybean prices will really rise.

There are too many unexpected factors.

Rather than following the footsteps of others, it is better to invest funds in our main business. "

Li Jiacheng was a little unwilling. After all, he had been following Hanhua's soybean investment for a long time.

After looking at him, Li Zhaoji said calmly: "If you feel unwilling to do so, you can make your own decision."

Hearing his father's words, Li Jiacheng felt enlightened.

He said quickly.

"Forget it, I don't have much money on hand. Moreover, the futures market is too risky, and the returns in the real estate industry are more stable."

He knew his father's character very well.

The other party did not like his too risky and radical business operation strategies.

If you want to inherit the family business, you must maintain the calm and calm image of your father.

"Dad, are you planning to help Xu Liang acquire an office building in Central?" Li Jiacheng quickly changed the subject.

"Help, why don't you help? It's just a matter of words. Whether it will work out in the end is another matter. But if we don't help, all the good impressions we had before will be gone."

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"Boss, this is a painting sent by the Li family."

Looking at the eight horses with powerful brushstrokes and vivid images on a canvas that is well framed and about one cubic meter in size.

"Let's leave it here for now."

Two bodyguards placed the painting next to the wall.

Xu Liang stood aside, folding his arms and admiring it quietly.

Perhaps it was because he revealed that he was a college student majoring in oil painting, traveling from New York to Singapore and then to Hong Kong.

But among the people who come to visit me with gifts, eight out of ten gifts are oil paintings.

And it’s generally worth a lot of money.

The cheapest ones are over $100,000.

The most expensive one is the Turner landscape painting given by the British royal family.

Of course, the picture of Xu Beihong's Eight Horses given by the Li family is not much cheaper.

"The Li family is really willing to give away the oil painting worth tens of millions of dollars as soon as they say it will be given away." Lu Hui said from the side.

"You will get something if you give up. Uncle Li has invested so much money. If he asks me for help in the future, I won't be able to refuse."

Jingle Bell…….

The phone suddenly rang.

He looked at the caller ID and quickly pressed the answer button.

"where?"

A clear voice came.

"Baijia said..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone hung up with a bang.

Not long after, Huo Gang came over and said.

"Brother Liang, Sister Qiao is here."

"Already up?"

"The guard reported that they have been let in."

Xu Liang nodded. He told Qiao Yuhui about his trip to Xiangjiang, and it was normal for the latter to come.

After all, it takes just over two hours to drive from Yangcheng to Xiangjiang.

Xu Liang opened the door and went out. When he got off the elevator, he saw Qiao Yuhui, who was wearing a red slim-fitting dress, black pointed-toe strappy high heels, and a small black belt on her waist, striding towards him.

Xu Liang's eyes lit up instantly.

The beauty still maintains her unique style, with wavy shoulder-length hair, flaming red lips and exquisite facial features, exuding an enchanting and charming temperament.

What's even more difficult is the excellent figure that curves forward and backward, which adds to the charm.

More and more feminine.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at the beauty. Such a beautiful woman is so pleasing to the eye. If you don't take a closer look, you will be wasting your golden years."

Saying that, Xu Liang naturally stepped forward and took his arm around the beautiful woman's weak and boneless waist.

"That's nice to say, but I don't see you coming to Yangcheng to see me."

"The conscience of heaven and earth. As soon as I was about to go to Yangcheng, Li Zhaoji and his son came. When I sent them away, you arrived, and you didn't give me a chance to show off at all."

"Humph. So you blame me?"

"How is it possible? I swear to the great Grandpa Mao that the fault is all my fault. I will definitely go see Qiao Meiren as soon as possible next time."

"That's pretty much it."

While flirting, the two also arrived on the fifth floor.

Lu Hui, Huo Gang, and the bodyguards knew enough not to follow.

After the door closed, Xu Liang directly picked up Qiao Yuhui and walked into the bedroom.

The latter, who had been around for a long time, also responded particularly enthusiastically.

After pieces of clothing were thrown to the ground, the battle suddenly became intense.

The two of them fought fiercely from morning to night for who knows how long.

I didn't come out of the room until the next day.

Qiao Yu, whose legs and feet were weak, would sit at the dining table and ask while eating breakfast: "How long will you stay in Xiangjiang this time?"

"In a week or two, Hongmeng's Series B financing in Beijing is about to start. Although I don't need to be involved in the early stage, I have to go and keep an eye on it to feel at ease."

"And you?"

"The country is still closed and I can only work from home, so it doesn't matter where I go."

"Great, we can get closer during this time." Xu Liang said with a smile.

Hearing this, although Qiao Yuhui said nothing, the smile on his face was a little brighter, and he was obviously very happy.