Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Although I felt that Mr. Wang might be talking about the jade, but he might also be talking about himself, but Li Fangcheng was very wise not to take his seat.

As long as you can make a good relationship with Mr. Wang, you will be said, then you will be said, a man can bend and stretch.

"Old Chen," Mr. Wang yelled casually, and the middle-aged man in suit who had brought Li Fangcheng in immediately ran in.

"Go check this investment company in Hong Kong," he glanced at Li Fangcheng, and nodded with his chin on the pen and paper on one table.

Li Fangcheng hurried over and wrote clearly the name, office location and person in charge of Jiasheng Investment.

"I'll do it right away," Old Chen took the paper, glanced at it, and said concisely.

President Wang nodded, and Old Chen disappeared quickly.

"You are not bad," Mr. Wang said to the sky, slumping there again.

"If this matter can help you, Mr. Wang, it is my great honor."

The Hong Kong stock market failure not only caused him to lose all his capital, but also a lot of other things.

In the past, he had been rich for Li Jialun and the others for a few years, but the Hong Kong princes and masters who wanted to consider themselves a family did not catch a cold and looked down upon him a little bit.

But now, facing President Wang, he is really as submissive as a pug.

President Wang smiled into the air, "Very good talking,"

He finally sat up again, took out a cigar from the cigar box, cut the cigarette holder, bake it on the alcohol lamp for a while, then gently shake it to light it, "If this matter is implemented, your foreign trade business If you have any questions, you can find Lao Chen, or if you want to do something, you can also find Lao Chen."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang," Li Fangcheng replied respectfully.

But there was some shock in my heart. It turned out that he didn't know anything about himself. Then, did he know the contradiction between himself and Feng Yiping? Do you think you are borrowing his knife to clean up Feng Yiping?

But President Wang didn't mention this at all.

Maybe, in his mind, Feng Yiping, who is just a mere mere pal, is nothing, Li Fangcheng thought.

Mr. Wang vomited a smoke ring very well, "By the way, do you have something you want to do,"

He looked at Li Fangcheng with a rare smile and said.

But Li Fangcheng felt that his laugh was a mockery.

They have naturally understood their own situation, knowing that they have achieved nothing, but they still ask such things, which is not a mockery, it is also a sarcasm.

However, at least in front of President Wang, Li Fangcheng is not qualified to care about these at all, nor dare to care about them. "Some President Wang,"

He had no intention of taking over the foreign trade business of his family before. After a period of time when Hong Kong entered the fight for gold, it is even more so now.

The old man is in good health now, and several girlfriends can cope with it. He wants to take over his company, and I don't know when he has to wait.

I don’t know how the company developed when I took over. Even if I can maintain the current level, it’s obviously difficult for me to live on the luxury yachts and private jets I had imagined in Hong Kong and seemed to be within reach. Days.

"Talk,"

"In the first half of my year in Hong Kong, I worked hard to practice all kinds of stock trading skills. I should say that I also had some experience. After the previous things, I was better than most people in terms of psychological endurance."

"So Mr. Wang, after you determine how this will work, I'm still willing to do the work of stock trading,"

He thought very clearly, and he didn't have as many opportunities as the person in front of him.

Moreover, if Feng Yiping gives face, then working in the stock trading department should not be too easy.

More importantly, if you want to think of your own bad breath, you must rely on President Wang.

Li Fangcheng wanted to see that Feng Yiping, who was so invincible in front of him and his father, would face President Wang in the future when he had to give in.

He has made up his mind, and that scene must be filmed at that time, and that video will be used later when drinking.

Also, how does Feng Yiping feel when he sees himself again?

Li Fangcheng can't forget. Feng Yiping didn't even look at himself when he went to Jiasheng Auto.com with his dad.

"Stocks?" Mr. Wang smiled again, "I find you are easier to make me laugh than those who talk about cross talk,"

Li Fangcheng's face paled a few times.

"Under the circumstances where there is definite news, you actually lost completely. As far as your performance in the stock market is concerned, it is indeed very convincing, and it is indeed very suitable for this kind of work."

Li Fangcheng was very unhappy after hearing this.

"I'm telling you, is this good?" Mr. Wang's face became without a smile, "Why don't you want to do something really promising?"

"This, me," Li Fangcheng's frustration couldn't be added.

It’s not the news just provided to you. Are you interested? How come it seems that you still don’t want to play with me at all?

"This news," President Wang raised his head, and Li Fangcheng immediately continued, "President Wang can rest assured that no one else will know about it."

"Well," Mr. Wang vomited a smoke ring faintly, "I need to verify the conditions you mentioned. In a few days, I will let Old Chen contact you."

I have to say goodbye, Li Fangcheng is full of bitterness.

So sad, this is not the result I want.

The old man was right, and sure enough, it was not business that was catching up.

"Good President Wang, I am waiting for your dispatch at any time,"

"Wait," Mr. Wang called out as he was about to turn around.

"Hey," Li Fangcheng stopped happily.

"I heard you like clubbing a lot?"

You might as well not ask this question! Especially when there is a beautiful woman with a good image and temperament, Li Fangcheng thought.

"In Hong Kong, I go more, but I did it to catch up with Su Weiwen. Like the investment banks on Wall Street, they are also under a lot of pressure and like these things. I just like them."

"Whether you like it or for business, I don't care," Mr. Wang waved his hand coldly. "I am a very generous person. I am willing to share many things I have with others, but there is one exception."

He pointed to the girl, "Understood?"

"President Wang, I definitely don't have that kind of thought," Li Fangcheng shook his hands straight.

President Wang waved his hand again without raising his head. Li Fangcheng understood that this meant to make himself disappear, and he hurriedly walked out.

However, the corner of his eye still couldn't help but take a look, and then he walked faster.

The female tea artist's face is no longer quiet and calm, poetic and painting, but full of mockery.

Li Fangcheng walked all the way out, struggling with what happened just now.

I brought a piece of valuable jade to the meeting, and offered a not exaggerated statement that it was definitely an inestimable good way, but why did I offend him in the end?

Looking at the dim sky, he really wanted to shout~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What kind of world is this? "

It is not only him who wants to ask such a question, but also the waiter who sits in the same way.

He didn't even look at Li Fangcheng coming out of the inside. Hearing that he finally came out of the inside, he got up and walked out without saying hello.

What about old Chen? Li Fangcheng still looked around. After spending such a big price, he felt that he should at least tell the old Chen that he must be notified as soon as possible if he has news.

"Mr. Chen," he called.

But Old Chen did not come out.

Perhaps, if you want to learn from Mr. Wang, your name is Lao Chen?

Li Fangcheng shook his head immediately, forget it, these specific contacts are not easy to offend

He had no choice but to say to the air, "I have disturbed Mr. Chen, let's say goodbye."

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Outside the courtyard, Li Fangcheng stopped Dongzi’s car, "Tongzi, listen to me, just one sentence, okay?"

"What happened just now was that I was wrong, but Dongzi, you must trust my buddy. The reason why I distracted you is definitely for your good."

Li Fangcheng knew the importance of this.

If Feng Yiping's investment company, as Su Weiwen said, has never missed the stock market, then it is natural that the fewer people know the better.

"You helped me with this job, how could I forget you? Don't worry, if there are any benefits in the future, I will not lose you. Now, I ask you to take a good meal."

But the phone vibrated again, my father!

He really doesn't want to pick it up, but it won't work if it doesn't, or what if I call the police?

As soon as the phone was connected, the roar over there reached his ears, "Did you move my collection?"

"Dad, me,"

"You rebel!" To be continued. 〖Yan. Mo. Xuan. Small. Speaking. Net〗