The Richest Man Yang Fei

How much did she want to see the man in front of her?

However, when she was actually sitting opposite Yang Fei, she was so nervous that she couldn't speak for a while.

"Take a sip of tea," Yang Fei smiled gently, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Mr. Yang, hello, my name is Chu Qian. Chu from Chu State, and Qian from A Chinese Ghost Story."

"Hehe, the name sounds nice. Well, I read the investment promotion information you gave me."

"That was made by me. It's not comprehensive or specific, and there is still room for improvement. Mr. Yang, please allow me to make a report to you in person."

"You did it? Oh, that's nice."

At this time, Chen Mo came over and said in a low voice, "Miss Han's call said she was inviting you to dinner, how do you reply?"

Yang Fei said, "In half an hour."

Chen Mo nodded, took the phone and walked a little further away.

Yang Fei said to Chu Qian, "Say it."

Chu Qian knew that the time Yang Fei gave her was limited, so she quickly adjusted her status and started to introduce investment to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei listened very carefully, nodding his head from time to time, or asking: "Please drink tea."

After Chu Qian talked for twenty minutes, she felt that there was still a lot to say.

Yang Fei raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

Chu Qian knew that her time was up.

After a day's train ride, she was as tired as a dog, and came to Shanghai just to meet Yang Fei and talk for half an hour.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "That's all for today."

Chu Qian knew that if she couldn't get the investment today, it would be unknown whether she could see Yang Fei again next time. She said nervously, "Mr. Yang, on behalf of the county, I sincerely invite you to visit our county for inspection."

Yang Fei pondered and said: "This, let's talk about it when I have time, I've been very busy recently."

He said again: "Miss Chu, you haven't arranged accommodation yet, have you?"

Chu Qian said: "Not yet, this, it doesn't matter. I will find a hotel to live in."

Yang Fei said: "This is the room I opened, but I don't live here at night, it's just for temporary business entertainment. If you don't dislike it, you can live here. Chen Mo lives next door to you. The room here The fee is due tomorrow, and you can check out before two o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"This? I'm so sorry, I..."

"Okay, that's it. I have another entertainment, goodbye."

If Chu Qian knew that Yang Fei only received her in this room, and he opened this room just to talk to her for half an hour, how would she feel?

Yang Fei told Chen Mo, "Don't follow me anymore. If Ning Xin comes back, please convey my words."

"Okay, boss."

"Also, you are responsible for Miss Chu's food and beverage expenses here."

"Okay, boss."

After Yang Fei gave his orders, he set off with the mouse.

Han Yiyi called again and told Yang Fei that she had booked the restaurant and sent Yang Fei the address.

She ordered a western restaurant.

She was alone in the box.

Mouse wisely didn't enter the door, but sat down in the hall outside.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Miss Han,

You have a heart. "

Han Yiyi said: "I have wanted to invite the boss to dinner for a long time, but I have never had the chance. Thank you for your kindness."

When ordering, Han Yiyi of course asked Yang Fei.

Yang Fei said: "I'm not used to western food. What they say is spicy, it tastes like no spicy food in my mouth. But I don't like spicy food."

"Ah?" Han Yiyi got up nervously and said, "I'm sorry, I was negligent, let's change to another restaurant."

Yang Fei said: "Forget it, since it's here, please rest assured, I'll have a bowl of pasta."

In the late 1990s, it was still more fashionable to eat western food, so Han Yiyi invited Yang Fei to the western restaurant.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fei has long been tired of eating Western food, and he is not interested in Western food.

Seeing that Yang Fei only ordered a pasta, Han Yiyi became even more nervous and guilty, and said sorry repeatedly, why don't they change to a Chinese restaurant?

Yang Fei shook his hand with a smile, and said, "I don't pay much attention to food, so that's fine."

The waiter came in and ordered the meal. Seeing that there was only one steak, one pasta, and one fruit plate, his face was a little unhappy, and he said, "You two, if you don't mind, can you move to the lobby outside? There are also It’s a relatively private booth. It’s the peak dining season, and we have a lot of customers, and there are two tables with a large number of guests still waiting in line.”

Han Yiyi bit her lip, knowing that the other party thought she had ordered less food, but she didn't know how to refute, so she was so angry.

Yang Fei said lightly: "Open two bottles of red wine, Lafite or Petrus are fine."

Lafite and Petrus are the most famous wineries in France, and the red wine they produce is synonymous with high prices.

A smile immediately appeared on the waiter's face: "Okay, honored guest, I'll bring it to you right away. May I help you open the bottle to sober up?"

"Okay, thank you." Yang Fei said, took out a hundred dollars and put it on her ordering board as a tip for opening the bottle.

The waiter bent down unconsciously, thanked him, retreated respectfully, and closed the door carefully.

Looking at the handsome Yang Fei, Han Yiyi couldn't help thinking of a sentence: The politeness of gentlemen and nobles is not to show off to others, but to show one's self-cultivation.

In the situation like just now, if she gets angry and argues with the waiter, she will definitely lose her value. After all, she is now the head of the first factory. If out of anger, you can order more dishes that you don't eat out of anger, which can save face, but it will appear petty again.

However, Yang Fei used his self-cultivation and politeness to easily impress others, and no one dared to underestimate him.

For a person like Yang Fei, even if he only eats a pasta in Shanghai's most advanced western restaurant, he can still show his demeanor and upbringing.

Han Yiyi looked at Yang Fei, and felt an indescribable strange feeling in her heart. She always felt that he was so different and made his heart beat faster.

"Miss Han is a local?"

"Boss, I'm from Shanghai."

"Very good." Yang Fei said with a smile, "Shanghai people are very smart, and I am very relieved that the Bee Flower Factory will be managed by you."

"I haven't been a factory manager yet, so I ask my boss for advice."

"No one is born to be a factory manager." Yang Fei smiled, "I only have one request, you can score 98 points on the test paper I gave, so you also have to give me 98 points on the test paper of the Bee Flower Factory. "

"I will work hard to live up to your expectations."

"Don't say that, we are the same age, you call me old when you call me that. Just call me Yang Fei! My secretary calls me that."

"Don't dare."

The food and wine orders came.

Yang Fei said with a smile: "We each have a bottle, and you don't have to pour the wine for me, we can do as we please? Okay?"

Han Yiyi still took the wine and filled it up for Yang Fei.

At the same time, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the order list on the side, and when she saw the total amount, her heart trembled, her hands trembled, and the red wine spilled out, soaking Yang Fei's clothes.