Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Li Fangcheng didn't know his usual preferences at all, but judging from the pure Chinese layouts in front of him, he seemed to like traditional culture, and he was more certain in his heart.

What he just brought from the old man's few collections happened to be very Chinese-style objects.

But he did not feel relieved.

Along the way, there are many men and women who are obviously service personnel, but all of them, without exception, are like the middle-aged man who led them, with neat uniforms, unsmiling, and hurried walks.

It's okay if a person is in this state, but if a group of people is like this, then it is very clear and unmistakable to convey a sense of tension.

Why are you nervous? Mostly because of the host here.

Dongzi, who was walking in the front, turned his head and glanced at Li Fangcheng, and Li Fangcheng realized that the sentence he said before that he thought was a cliché, turned out to be really meaningful. The personality of this person is probably better than what he thought. , And more individuality.

But finally I had a chance to catch up with such a person, and he came. If this is a retreat, according to the temperament of the person I guess, I am afraid that he will really cause trouble for myself. I dug the hole myself and fills it myself. Li Fangcheng is a little worried Only bite the bullet and move forward.

The innermost one is still very traditional Chinese style, even the paint looks very heavy.

The door to the side room was open, and waiters in suits and ties were orderly sorting out the leftovers on the table. They moved quickly, but there was no sound of clashing dishes.

It turns out that the group of people just now ate here.

The main hall is also open, Yishui's Chinese furniture, Chinese calligraphy and Chinese ornaments, and even the ceiling lamp, are also in antique design.

However, the host here did not see them in the main hall, they were led to a side hall.

The Pian Ting is still decorated in Chinese style, but the color tone is not as heavy as other places, or it is heavy, it is a brighter beige.

As soon as I entered the door, the first thing I saw was a long-haired female tea artist in a light green tea dress. She lowered her eyebrows and made tea without any distractions. She turned a blind eye to the people coming in behind her.

Looking forward, it was a pair of feet in brown leather shoes, laid on the luxurious-looking carpet arbitrarily, lazily and boringly.

Going up, you can see the person who should be meeting today without any effort.

The reason why it’s effortless is that you can see when you lower your head. A man wearing a white shirt with two unbuttoned buttons, dark complexion and not too thick hair, looks like a man over 35 years old. The standard posture of capital paralysis is actually very close to lying down, sitting paralyzed on a wide and soft-looking Chinese sofa.

Li Fangcheng unexpectedly found a sense of accomplishment in an untimely manner. If I look at my appearance, I am better than you.

The middle-aged man took them behind, respectfully owed him to the man whose eyes were still closed, and then turned and left, leaving Li Fangcheng and Dongzi to stand abruptly in the room.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of the female tea artist next to her pouring water and making tea.

I don't know how long it took before that person opened his eyes, but it was not them who looked at first, but the tea master over there.

Immediately, the female tea artist offered a cup of fragrant tea.

Li Fangcheng's attention at this time was not on the master here, nor on the tea, but on the silky female tea artist.

Anyway, he knew the severity, and forcibly resisted not allowing himself to look at the face of the female tea artist who had been walking low and her whole body looked gentle and gentle.

After a cup of tea was finished soon, the one who was still sitting there lazily, or lying there, seemed to realize that there were still two people in the room, and glanced up.

The smiles on Li Fangcheng and Dongzi's faces became more respectful, "Hello, Mr. Wang!"

The one who didn't even reply, his eyebrows moved, "Is that you want to see me?"

Li Fangcheng naturally understood that he was asking, "Yes, I am Li Fangcheng. Thank you Mr. Wang for giving me this opportunity. This is a bit of my heart. I hope Mr. Wang will like it."

He took out a small sandalwood box and offered it with both hands.

However, no one came to get it.

The one who was still sitting there slumped like that, didn't even lift his eyelids, and the tea master could still hear the gentle tea making.

Li Fangcheng had to deliver it to the side table by himself.

The President Wang pulled the box from the coffee table to the front of him, opened it and looked at it. Inside was a piece of green jade with a good water head, but he just glanced at it and closed the box with a pop. Push back far away.

Li Fangcheng suddenly understood that his own object could not enter the eyes of others at all.

It is estimated that if there is some origin, or there is a master carver, this person will probably be interested.

In fact, Li Fangcheng completely guessed the wrong direction, or he can only say that he is too superficial.

Just like Bill Gates prohibits his family from using Apple products, it's not that he doesn't like Apple's well-designed electronic products, but because of his identity, he can only choose not to like it.

At the point of Mr. Wang, it is also difficult to make this yard too westernized. Just like some high-ranking people like to wear cloth shoes when they have nothing to do, in China, sometimes returning to the authentic Chinese tradition is the best outfit.

All these elaborate decorations, these furniture, these embellishments are all for the purpose of supporting the venue.

In these years, people like Mr. Wang who are young and who want to come to Chinese Studies with low accomplishments are actually unlikely to like our Chinese style that does not consider much ergonomics, but more considers the sense of ritual and level. Furniture, too, will not be too enthusiastic about our traditional luxury goods.

There is no dislike for jade, but it is already difficult to impress him. If there are a limited number of famous watches, he might be rarer.

The meticulous preparation only ushered in this result. Seeing Mr. Wang as if he was about to close his eyes and rest his mind, Li Fangcheng felt very frustrated, but he was helpless.

To be honest, Mr. Wang would not even take a look at his appearance and dress if he was on the street outside.

However, after such a setting off before, especially the mayor of a certain capital city seemed to get out of here contentedly, and what I saw along the way, the tight staff, especially thinking of the people behind him That person, Young Master Li dare not really speak loudly.

Haha, I thought it was an opportunity, but it seems that it can only be so.

Just when he was extremely disappointed and frustrated, he didn't know Mr. Wang suddenly spoke again, and his words were not at all unfathomable, "What do you want to bring to me when you want to see me?"

However, although it is very easy to understand, and it is also a question that Li Fangcheng has thought about before, he still has no answer to his satisfaction.

What can you bring to this one? What he can bring, other people will do better, it is not his turn at all.

"I...," Li Fangcheng turned around one by one, but he swallowed them all in the end.

He knows that there is only one opportunity like this, but even he knows that there is no advantage to those who are going to talk about it. After thinking about it, it seems that only he has a good understanding of the details of nightclubs in Hong Kong. It is a comparison. unique advantage.

But for Wang Zong, he may disdain the level of nightclubs that Li Fangcheng is familiar with. He is really good, and at least he must have a name and a surname in the society.

It is the level of nightclubs that he does not dislike Li Fangcheng's passion. With the special liquidity of this industry, Li Fangcheng, who has been out of Hong Kong for almost half a year, will definitely be out of touch with the information he originally had.

As a result, Young Master Li would be like a severely stuttering person. The word "I" dragged on for a long time, but he couldn't hold back what to say later.

Mr. Wang didn’t seem to be particularly disappointed. He should just feel a little boring. He shook his feet on the carpet and raised his hands slightly. Li Fangcheng guessed his next move. He must wave his hands to make him and Dongzi disappeared.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something blessed to his heart, "I know a company that never misses stocks,"

Mr. Wang finally had some expressions on his face, as if he had heard a very nonsense joke, "If there is such a company, not to mention the richest man in the world, at least the richest man in China will not have anyone else's turn."

He raised his hand again, and Li Fangcheng yelled, "Not in the Mainland, in Hong Kong, I pledge my wealth and life, and what I say is absolutely true."

"Oh?" President Wang put his raised hand down again and moved his body. "Talk about it."

"Tung Tzu, go down first, and I will look for you when I go back," Li Fangcheng first said to Tung Tzu who was also looking at him in astonishment.

Hearing what he said, Dongzi was obviously very angry, Li Fangcheng, Li Fangcheng, I probably knew how **** you are before, but I didn’t expect you to be such a **** person. Before this wife got married, you would pass the matchmaker. room.

But his anger only passed in a flash, and he didn't dare to smash his face in front of Mr. Wang.

"Mr. Wang," Dongzi leaned forward to say hello to that person, "Excuse me,"

President Wang didn't even lift his finger.

"And this one," Li Fangcheng was finally able to look at the female tea artist openly, oh, as he expected, it turned out to be picturesque.

If this is placed in those nightclubs where he played in Hong Kong, it would definitely be the top card.

"Huh?" Mr. Wang snorted in a low voice, "Is it possible that you still have to decide for me?"

So this relationship is so close? Li Fangcheng quickly retracted his eyes, "Don't dare, Mr. Wang, just because what I want to say next is very important."

"It's not important, and you don't have the final say,"

President Wang seemed to be a little interested, but he was still not particularly interested.

Li Fangcheng knows that, judging from what Mr. Wang said just now, he should also have a certain understanding of the stock market.

"Yes, yes, you are right, Mr. Wang, you may not be clear about the company I am talking about, but you must be clear about the boss behind it."

However, Li Fangcheng failed to sell this pass. Not only did it fail to arouse President Wang's curiosity, but it made his expression worse.

To this day, Mr. Wang can be said to be a truly unscrupulous faction. Who is the boss behind the scenes, I must know for sure?

Li Fangcheng quickly remedied, "The boss behind this company is Feng Yiping."

"Well," Mr. Wang moved his head for the second time after entering the present, including drinking tea, "That Feng Yiping?"

"Yes, that's Feng Yiping,"

"I have been in Hong Kong since the beginning of last year...," Li Fangcheng didn't dare to show off anymore, and confessed his dream-like experience for more than half a year-he was not so confessed to him~www .wuxiaspot.com~ As he explained the whole story, or recalled, Mr. Wang, who had always been unmoved by foreign objects and had never reacted to anything, sat up slowly and his eyes lit up. Obviously, he was extremely interested in what Li Fangcheng said.

"That's it. Because I didn't know the right time to sell, in the end, I lost all the previous income and investment."

"Sit down," Mr. Wang pointed to the sofa on one side.

Li Fangcheng really wanted to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and he also wanted to shout, and finally got a seat.

"Are you sure, what you said is true?"

"It's absolutely true," Li Fangcheng almost swore again.

"Feng Yiping also roughly said in an interview that a large part of his company's start-up capital comes from the capital market."

"I have studied his resume and his family in detail. It is true that he cannot provide any help for his career. The money cannot be dropped from the sky. I think what he said is very credible. Development funds really come from the capital market."

"It's just that, what he didn't say is that the reason why Jiasheng is notorious in the industry for not borrowing money is mainly because they are still making a lot of gains in the capital market. According to the brag of the one I bought, they There are few failures, and every time the results are brilliant,"

"So Mr. Wang, you're right, isn't he now the richest man in our mainland?"

"Haha," Mr. Wang leaned on the sofa, tilted Erlang's legs, and smiled at Li Fangcheng for the first time.

He glanced at the small box Li Fangcheng brought over, "It's pretty good."

Li Fangcheng was a little overjoyed at once, but after careful consideration, these words seem to be a bit ambiguous.