The Richest Man Yang Fei

After the meeting, it was already half past ten in the night.

As soon as Yang Fei walked out, he received a call from the leader's secretary, saying that the issue of blocking the door by Nanhua Chemical Plant employees had been properly resolved.

When the leader leaves early, he actually handles the matter personally.

Yang Fei was grateful and had a little more confidence in the Nanhua Chemical Plant's move to close down the plant.

After getting in the car, Chen Mo played with the white jade fan that cost 550,000 yuan and asked with a smile: "Yang Fei, didn't you say that your charity is different and you won't donate this money? Why are you willing to give money today? Already?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "You are here, you can't not donate a penny, right? The so-called socializing is just carrying people in sedan chairs."

Chen Mo said: "So, people cannot live without face in this world."

Yang Fei said: "Face is actually a comprehensive term that includes many things. Face is also another name for status and identity. Whoever has a higher status will of course have greater face."

Chen Mo turned over and looked at the round fan in his hand and asked, "Is this jade fan an antique?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "Don't worry about it. We spend money to buy what we like. Caviar costs tens of thousands of yuan per pound, and some people only eat white catfish that can only spawn in 12 years. Some people pay 5,000 pounds and only buy it." In order to taste a sip of wine from 1788, some people bought truffles worth more than 10,000 yuan per catty, just to cook a few home-cooked dishes and entertain two friends. It’s that simple if you have money and will do whatever you want.”

Chen Mo couldn't laugh or cry, but couldn't refute, so he smiled brightly: "The food you just mentioned sounds delicious, but I can't afford it. I wonder if you will treat me to it?"

Yang Fei said: "Okay, I'll invite you to London to eat some other time! The rich and gentlemen there especially like to eat these."

Chen Mo said: "I'm joking, are you serious?"

Yang Fei said: "I never joke with you. Every word I say to you is serious."

Chen Mo smiled prettyly.

Back home, Yang Fei saw Jiang Xiaojia and Lin Feiying practicing dance together.

The living room was emptied out by the two of them, but it still seemed cramped.

Yang Fei asked Jiang Xiaojia, "Don't you need to take a training class?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I told my mother to suspend those training classes and go all out to practice this dance well."

Yang Fei nodded and said: "To be honest, training classes are really useless. No real academic master is brought up by external training classes. Especially in high school, those training class teachers outside are probably just specialists. , with less than two academic qualifications, they are all half-baked, so how can they teach you well?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "Brother Yang Fei, you are really my soulmate! I should record these words just now and play them to my mother!"

Yang Fei said: "Okay, I will talk to Sister Wan tomorrow."

Jiang Xiaojia said: "You don't know, my mother is really, well, I don't even know how to say good things about her. She has a full schedule for me throughout the summer vacation, and I am even more tired than usual at school!"

Yang Fei said: "Sister Wan also hopes that her daughter will become a phoenix."

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I have grown up, I have learned to choose, I know what I like, and I also know where I want to develop in the future. I will study hard for my future and my ideals, and Not for my parents’ wishes.”

Yang Fei was surprised and said: "Xiaojia,

You are really sensible. "

Jiang Xiaojia said: "My dad often scares me with brick-moving workers, saying, look, if you don't study hard, you will be like them when you grow up. You can't find an easy job, so you can only move bricks or sweep the streets."

Yang Fei said: "Your father is right about this. He really didn't lie to you. People with a high degree of education may not necessarily have an easier life than others, but those who move bricks and sweep the streets are definitely not people with a high degree of education. Be a supervisor, be a designer.”

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I know that this is an elite society. It has passed the era of barbaric growth. If the grassroots want to rise and the poor want to have a noble son, the only way is to study hard. This is the fairest way. Moreover, no matter how hard it is to study, No need to be exposed to the sun or rain, no need to risk your life, this little bit of hardship is nothing compared to the work you will do for a long life in the future.”

Yang Fei touched her head and said with a smile: "Xiaojia, you impress me."

Lin Feiying said: "Oh my God, today's children are really so outrageous. It makes me regret it. I read less!"

Yang Fei's phone rang, and when he saw it was Yang Yuying, he took his cell phone to the balcony to answer the call.

"Is it convenient for you?" Yang Yuying's sweet and pleasant voice came.

"Convenient." Yang Fei felt that his bones were numb.

"I'm in the villa you prepared for me, will you come over?"

"Come later."

"Then I wait for you."

"good."

Yang Fei hung up the phone and the phone rang again.

Su Tong called, and she asked: "Did you attend the charity party? Is it over?"

Yang Fei hummed.

Su Tong said: "I received a call at night, saying that the workers at the Nanhua Plant were making trouble, and the trouble was very fierce. I was afraid that you were still at the party, so I didn't disturb you."

Yang Fei smiled and said: "I know, the leader is sitting at the same table as me, and he has already taken care of it for us."

Su Tong said: "It's just to persuade them to quit temporarily. The flames of this incident are still buried in the hearts of the workers in Nanhua Plant and may burst out at any time."

Yang Fei was silent.

Su Tong said: "Yang Fei, if you really don't want the Nanhua Chemical Plant, just sell it! There will always be someone to buy it. At worst, we will lose a little money."

Yang Fei said: "But the money from selling the factory is probably not enough to buy back this land."

Su Tong said: "Yang Fei, you are going smoothly now. Your career has been so big. You must not fall down. Don't be dragged down by Nanhua Chemical Plant for a small profit."

Yang Fei said: "Sister, don't worry, I can handle it."

Su Tong said: "I'm not worried! I just had a phone call with Xiaoli. She told me that the workers were very excited. They gathered spontaneously to discuss countermeasures so late. I'm afraid they will do it again. Did you do something drastic?"

Yang Fei said calmly: "They are just workers. Apart from demonstrations, they are protests. We can't afford to make a big fuss!"

Su Tong was shocked and said: "Yang Fei, I really can't believe that these words came from your mouth!"

Yang Fei said: "I'm just telling the truth."

Su Tong said: "Yang Fei, just listen to my advice! Sell the factory."

Yang Fei said: "I don't care about the value of this land. I can also sell the factory and buy land elsewhere. But that can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause! When I sell the factory, I just dump the burden on others. .”

Su Tong said: "Then just leave it to others! Why should we get into trouble?"

Yang Fei said: "Sister, I bought the factory, and I have the responsibility to take care of it. This is a reflection of responsibility for the government and the workers!"

Su Tong said: "Sell it and it will be over. Is it necessary to be so complicated? If others want to take advantage of this hot potato, let them do it. We can just step back and step back."

Yang Fei was silent for a while and said warmly: "Just take good care of the baby and leave this matter alone."

Su Tong: "..."