Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, thank you very much," Li Fangcheng shook Mr. Chen's hands with both hands, expressing his gratitude again and again, "I must work hard, and please take care of me in the future."

Old Chen's iceberg-like face finally had some smiles, "I also want to thank you for this information, otherwise we really don't know there is such an opportunity,"

"Yes, this opportunity is prepared for President Wang and President Chen. President Chen, do you have time tonight? We are clear about the delicious and fun places in the capital. I hope you can give me a chance to express my gratitude. ,"

Speaking of it, he hadn't been so filial in many years in front of his old man.

"My heart is getting it, and the days will be long," Old Chen paused, "There will be opportunities in the future."

"That's OK, I'll leave first, you stay, oh, by the way, Mr. Chen, there is one thing I want to ask, have you contacted Feng Yiping now?"

He was actually a little worried about this, Feng Yiping, objectively speaking, really couldn't just knead it.

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

This is so domineering!

However, this is also the domineering Wang and the others should have. Li Fangcheng's heart burst into laughter. He likes to hear such words. Then, the matter is definitely settled. "Yes, look at me, I’m so worried. In front of Mr. Wang and you, he has absolutely no room for bargaining. You stay."

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

"Yeah!" Walking outside, Li Fangcheng couldn't help holding his fist and yelled in a low voice. It's broken. President Chen can still see it. He quickly turned his head and smiled, but saw President Chen hurriedly lower his head. Li Fangcheng felt like he was Was it a mistake? Why did he see from Mr. Chen's eyes as if it were pity?

No, I must have read it wrong, Lao Chen may be almost jealous.

After all, this is to provide Mr. Wang with a cornucopia path. After he has not seen Mr. Wang verify the situation, do you look different to yourself?

That's right, Lao Chen must be jealous. He was jealous that he had done a great job in front of President Wang.

Happy, as soon as he drove out of the gate of the small courtyard, he immediately forgot the scene behind his ears. The good day was finally here again!

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Many things that are both beautiful and romantic in literature, in fact, bring only trouble to most people's lives.

For example, the heavy snow that makes the whole world covered in silver and jade, makes those who do not own a car have to choose public transportation.

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

A little guy who was squeezed onto the window of the car looked at the car intently and curiously. Finally, at the second red light, he couldn’t help but pull the corner of his mother’s clothes, "Mom, that What's the matter with Uncle?"

The young mother looked down and saw that in the parallel car, a guy who looked greasy, giggled for a while and twisted his body to the music like crazy.

"Don't look, he is ill," the young mother made a diagnosis with Li Fangcheng with a certainty.

Li Fangcheng is really sick now.

He has been in this state since he came out of General Wang's office.

In fact, he wants to do more than that. If he can, he really wants to try if he can drive this car to fly.

He was so happy, he couldn't hold back his happiness.

Although President Wang and the others have not yet found a specific manpower responsible for the trader, he has discussed some specific issues with Lao Chen just now, that is, when President Wang and Feng Yiping unite, each time they operate, his investment quota.

Old Chen promised him 10%.

Although this is not comparable to the previous time when I was speculating, this is a risk-free business. Intuitively speaking, it is a business of picking up money, 10%. Now Li Fangcheng is very satisfied.

Besides, don't underestimate this 10%.

Mr. Wang and the others are operating, naturally, it is impossible for them to be a small mess. At least nine figures are worthy of his status. Then his 10% may be more than the tens of millions he invested 100% before. many.

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 exactly how Feng Yiping's profits each time he operated.

Compared with the high income, what is this handling fee?

Suddenly, Li Fangcheng felt that the days when he was dreaming of making money every day were clearly in sight.

Private jets are very promising; luxury yachts are very promising; beautiful female stars are also very promising... How do you tell him to be unhappy, how not to be crazy, how not to behave like sick?

He also looked forward to one thing very much.

He looked forward to the expression of Feng Yiping, who had always been arrogant, who had no choice but to surrender in the face of President Wang.

He really looked forward to this matter for too long, and for a long time, sometimes he couldn't tell the difference at all. He broke the news to Mr. Wang, mainly for the sake of taking a ride and making money for himself, or mainly for the sake of seeing Feng Yiping deflated.

The important thing is that both goals seem to be perfectly achieved this time.

The phone rang, and when I saw it, the old man's, needless to say, it must be the result of the question. Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, he asked, "How?"

"Perfect," Li Fangcheng said excitedly.

"Really?" His old son Li Yiqiang's voice also rose louder, "You come to the company immediately and tell me specifically, forget it, or go home. I will let them prepare wine and food, and we will talk while eating."

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In the living room of Li's family, a few pots on the table are boiling hot, and the aroma is fragrant.

The Li family, father and son, had a good atmosphere while eating and talking.

Li Yiqiang asked his son in detail about the details of the meeting with Mr. Wang and Lao Chen, and finally raised his cup, "It's a good performance."

Li Fangcheng in a good mood happily touched his father with a little emotion. Sure enough, this son also has to be a little capable, so I won't dislike it.

He remembered very clearly that this was the best and most melodious time the old man had the best attitude towards him after he returned from Hong Kong in a desperate manner.

Not to mention a few days ago, because he moved his treasure, he looked like he wanted to eat himself.

"Dad, just do it. Soon, you won’t have to work as hard as you do now. In a few days, we will simply take the company out? Take advantage of the capital, and you will go first. Travel the world,"

This guy, when talking to his own Laozi, he is always a little bit clumsy.

Li Yiqiang felt a little unhappy after hearing this. You haven't made any money yet, so I think Laozi's business is hard to make money.

"No, the company must keep it. I will give you a part of the capital, 5 million yuan. If it exceeds, I will find a bank loan."

This is not because he has deep feelings for the company he founded, mainly because he has been in the business for so many years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He deeply understands a truth: relying on other people to make money is not long enough.

Li Fangcheng was a bit dissatisfied. He couldn't invest his thousands of dollars in a mere trivial matter. Most of them had to borrow loans. Wang Zongao and Lao Chen Yeao, he really didn't want them to look down upon themselves.

"That's it for the first time," Li Yiqiang said in a final word, "I will see the situation later,"

The excitement before the table immediately cleared away a bit, and Li Fangcheng revisited the truth once again. As expected, his father and mother had it, not as good as he had it.

"Are you sure, they can make Feng Yiping submit?"

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

Li Yiqiang weighed it according to his own ideas, and it is true. How can you, a businessman, fight against the second generation of Quan like President Wang?

"It's just this ratio, I always feel a bit unreliable,"

"Too little?"

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

"More is not good? If I had not provided him with this information, could they have such a good way?" Li Fangcheng said, "I don't want to think about it, how much money I spent to get this way."

He thought of the tens of millions that he had lost in Hong Kong, "However, it seems that the money is also worth spending,"

This seems to make sense?

"Here, is there anyone around his father?" Li Yiqiang asked.

"should not,"

"We still have to figure out a way. If we can get on the line with his dad directly, it's worth spending more money. Do you think that can be done through that old Chen?"

There is still a generation gap between the father and son. The son wants to make money with Mr. Wang, while Laozi wants to establish contact with Mr. Wang's Laozi, because he thinks that is the way to make big money.