The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei rolled down the window first, thinking that the other party had something to say, and left after he finished speaking.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, hello." Su Muqing smiled brightly, then stretched out her hand.

The other party wanted to shake hands, and it would be extremely rude if Yang Fei stayed still in the car.

After all, he is the confidential secretary of the Development Zone Management Committee.

In terms of the group, Su Muqing's status is equivalent to that of Chen Mo.

Yang Fei opened the door and got out of the car, holding her soft hand, which felt as cold as water.

"Miss Su, are you going out to do something?"

"It's nothing important. Mr. Yang, can I accompany you into the park?"

"Is this convenient for you?"

"I'm fine. Mr. Yang rarely comes to the park, so I should accompany him."

Yang Fei chuckled: "That's good work."

Su Muqing gave the driver a few instructions and got into Yang Fei's car.

She wore a slim-fitting suit and a one-line short skirt. The navy blue color made her skin whiter than snow, and her neckline had rippling waves.

Su Muqing turned slightly sideways and smiled at Yang Fei: "It's been a long time since I saw you, Mr. Yang, have you been busy recently?"

"Oh, yes, very busy."

"I heard that Mr. Zhu and the others have all been transferred to work in Shanghai?"

"The group organization has been reorganized and the management mechanism has also changed. This is a normal personnel transfer."

"There won't be any changes in the factory, right?" Su Muqing asked.

Yang Fei knew what she was nervous about, and laughed and said: "Of course not. The personal care factory of Beauty Group will definitely be located in this development zone and will not be moved."

Su Muqing smiled sweetly and said: "That's good. These days, many people in the park are speculating that Mr. Yang is going to move the factory to Shanghai!"

Yang Fei thought to himself, as expected, this is what she cares about, and said:

"This rumor is terrible,

There can be three-foot waves even on flat ground without wind! "

While talking, the car arrived at the factory.

The doorman failed to raise the bar in time.

The rat honked the horn several times.

A guard poked his head out of the guard box and glanced at the car.

This is the group's vehicle at its Wudaokou headquarters. Yang Fei rarely sits in it.

When the guard saw the license plate he didn't recognize, he became a little lazy and yelled: "What are you pressing? This is a factory! Be quiet! What do you do? Come and register first!"

Mo Zi's unknown anger rose up, and he said in a deep voice: "It's blinding you! You don't even know whose car this is!"

"I don't care who owns your car?" The guard was a young security guard, probably in his early twenties, with a stunned look and stretched out his neck, yelling, "There are regulations in the factory, you must register before entering the factory! Remember to bring your ID card! Otherwise, we won’t let you go!”

Yang Fei calmly ordered: "Mouse, go down and register."

Mouse said: "Master Fei, this man is blind. He can't see Mount Tai!"

Yang Fei said: "I think this rule is very good. The guard performs his job duties and cannot just recognize the car but not the person. If one day, a bad guy steals this car, wouldn't it mean that he can come in and out of our factory as he pleases?"

Mouse agreed repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Master Fei makes sense. I'll go and register."

He got out of the car, came to the guard room, and glared at the security guard first.

The security guard stared back at him and pointed at the visitor registration book: "Here, fill it out here. Name, ID number, reason for visit, and phone number must be written clearly. Don't fill in the ID card randomly, I want to check it."

Rat patiently filled it out and took out his ID card to show it to the security guard.

The security guard looked at his ID card and then at Mouse: "Yang Hao? From Southern Province?"

"Yes!" Mouse took the ID card and said, "Can you open the door now?"

"Are you looking for Factory Director Liu? Director Liu just left. How about you come back tomorrow?" the security guard kindly reminded.

"Director Liu is out? Is Director Huang here? You can also find him."

"Director Huang is here! I didn't see his car going out today."

The security guard said, raising the bar at the gate.

Mouse got into the car and said to Yang Fei: "Master Fei, Director Liu is not here. Director Huang is here."

Yang Fei said: "Don't worry, let's take a look around first."

Mouse said: "Master Fei, the factory is strictly controlled. The little security guard just told me not to wander around and treat them as thieves if caught."

"Really?" Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh, "It seems that the management of the factory here is pretty good!"

Mouse said: "Why don't you inform Factory Director Huang to come and accompany you first? Otherwise, no one here knows you, and I'm afraid something will go wrong!"

Yang Fei originally wanted to pay a private visit incognito, but after listening to Mouse's words, he felt that it made sense, and he had already entered the factory gate. Even if they wanted to cover something or hide something, it was too late, so he said: "Okay .”

This time he came to Beijing without a secretary.

The group has a lot going on recently, and Chen Mo and the others are very busy.

It would be inconvenient for him to accompany Chen Ruoling back to Beijing with a secretary.

Mouse took out his cell phone and said, "I have to ask Secretary Chen for Factory Director Huang's phone number first."

Su Muqing smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, I have Huang Kun's number on my phone. How about I make a call for you?"

Yang Fei said: "Thank you."

Su Muqing smiled and said, "Mr. Yang is too polite."

With that said, she took out her mobile phone from Kun's bag and found Huang Kun's phone number.

Yang Fei noticed that she also used a lot of mobile phones, and there were so many phone calls in her address book!

Mobile phones of this era have an upper limit for storing phone numbers due to memory limitations. Unlike later generations of smartphones, which have large enough memory, they can store any number of phone numbers.

There was once a mobile phone that was promoted as being able to store 500 contacts.

Aido's mobile phone can store 500 contacts, which was considered a very impressive storage capacity at the time.

Yang Fei asked her: "Is the phone's memory not enough? Are there too many contacts?"

"Isn't that right?" Su Muqing said, "I always use two phones, which is quite inconvenient sometimes."

"Aido will launch a new-featured mobile phone in the second half of the year, which can store up to a thousand contacts. Each contact can also fill in 13 different pieces of information. It integrates MP3 and radio functions, and also supports memory expansion."

"Oh? Really? Then when the new phone comes out, I will buy one. How do you know so clearly?" Su Muqing smiled and suddenly realized, "I forgot, Aido Company is also yours. Then I have to fight It's autumn for you, can you give me a new mobile phone?"

Yang Fei chuckled: "If you can treat me to dinner tonight, I will give you a new mobile phone."

"Really? It's a deal!" Su Muqing said, stretching out her left little finger to hook up with Yang Feilai. At the same time, she had already dialed Huang Kun's number.

As a result, no one answered the phone.

Su Muqing called again, but no one answered.

"This Huang Kun is not fooling around with any beautiful female employee again, is he?" Su Muqing said with a smile.

Yang Fei's face darkened and he asked, "What did you say?"

Su Muqing groaned, then she realized that she had let slip what she just said. She wished she could slap herself in the mouth. Too many words lead to mistakes!

She quickly said: "I didn't say anything. Mr. Yang, I was talking nonsense."

Yang Fei said: "Miss Su, don't be nervous. What do you know? Tell me!"