Recast youth

Chapter 1013 Salted Fish Feng Zheng
For Feng Zheng.

Ye Feng really regards Feng Zheng as one of his own, including Feng Sande. These two uncles and nephews are a bit special to Ye Feng, especially when they had a conflict with Chen Yiming in Yanjing. Feng Zheng came in and wanted to kill Chen Yiming without saying a word. After settling the matter, Ye Feng thought in his heart that no matter what, he would not treat Feng Zheng badly.

Therefore, Feng Zheng must be one of the company's public shareholders.

"Miss Qi."

At this time, Xu Liang, who called his family to raise funds, finally came back: "I got the money here, when will I give it to you?"

"The fund has been registered and it will take a few days to come out."

Wen Yueqi said to Xu Liang: "After the Scion Fund is registered, I will let you transfer it to the account. It happens that the fund also needs a few directors. We will allocate it according to the proportion of funds."

"Okay, no problem." Xu Liang said happily.

Chen Huang threw a cigarette to Xu Liang and asked with a smile: "Okay, rich second generation, how much do you want from your father?"

"I don't have much either."

Xu Liang said sheepishly: "I talked it over with my dad, and he agreed to transfer 1000 million US dollars to me. The main reason is that he still doesn't believe me and is afraid that I will lose money on my investment."

Chen Huang said with a straight face: "How can you believe this? You didn't tell your dad that this fund was established by your sister Qi and Ye Feng? Let me tell you, others want to have this opportunity to make money, but they haven't yet."

Xu Liang thought about it and thought it was the same. He asked Chen Huang hesitantly: "Is it less? How about I call my dad to discuss it? But my dad may not give it to me."

"Stop teasing him."

Wen Yueqi smiled and said to Chen Huang: "1000 million U.S. dollars is a lot, and this investment may not guarantee a profit. Let's test the water with 1000 million U.S. dollars first. You are different from us, so don't take too long. Big.”

"Ah."

Xu Liang nodded.

"After all, Liangzi's family still has money, 1000 million US dollars, and he took it out as soon as he asked." Chen Huang finally couldn't help but laugh. Seeing Xu Liang's hesitation just now, he wanted to laugh.

Ye Feng was a little speechless towards these two people.

1000 US dollars.

According to the current exchange rate, it is 8000 million. The two people actually said seriously that the money was small, and the other person actually believed it. You want to know what the average salary in China is now?
It's only one to two thousand yuan. In some factories, the basic salary is only seven to eight hundred yuan.

Ye Feng looked at Chen Huang angrily: "If people in China heard what you said, they would probably want to beat you to death. 8000 million yuan, you said it so lightly."

"Damn, don't I also believe in your investment vision, Mr. Ye?"

Chen Huang said unhappily: "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't invest a dime. If it were you, I'd sell iron and underwear, and I have to raise the money for you. It hurts my brother so much if you say that to me." Heartbroken."

"You don't want to invest in Sister Qi's fund?" Ye Feng began to sow discord.

Chen Huang chuckled: "Don't sow discord. I have already invested in Sister Qi's mutual fund. Director, do you understand? I am one of the directors of Sister Qi's mutual fund."

Wen Yueqi didn't express an opinion, and just watched the two bickering with a smile.

"You are amazing."

Ye Feng lost his temper and stood up.

Chen Huang looked at Ye Feng in surprise and asked, "Why are you going?"

"Let's talk to Feng Zheng."

Ye Feng waved his hand. It would take a few days for Wen Yueqi's Scion fund registration to come out. He happened to be recovering from an injury these days, so he was not in a hurry to return to China in the short term.

When he got outside, Ye Feng didn't waste any effort and found Feng Zheng on the balcony of the top floor. Standing there, he looked lonely, completely different from when Ye Feng first saw him.At that time, he was wearing migrant workers' clothes that had been washed countless times, sitting on the train seat, with his neck hunched, speaking in Henan dialect, and pretending to be honest. But now Feng Zheng's expression is no longer honest at all.

This was also Feng Zheng's original expression, cold and distant.

"What are you looking at?"

Ye Feng came over.

When Feng Zheng saw Ye Feng coming, he turned around and said to Ye Feng: "Counting cars."

"Aren't you boring?"

Ye Feng looked at Feng Zheng speechlessly, only he could do this.

Feng Zheng said strangely: "I count cars just because I'm bored."

"..."

Ye Feng was choked. The brain circuit of this stuffy bottle is indeed strange, but after all, Ye Feng is a man of two generations. Hearing this, he glanced at the cars coming and going on the street below: "How many cars are there now?"

"1348 cars." Feng Zheng said the answer effortlessly.

"You are really idle."

Ye Feng was completely speechless. He handed Feng Zheng a cigarette, looked at him and said, "Do you have any plans for yourself in the future?"

"I didn't think that far ahead."

Feng Zheng lit the cigarette, put his arm on the railing again, and said in a calm tone: "Just take it one step at a time. Before, I followed the young master. Wherever he goes, I go. You don't have to worry about what you want to do or the destination." Where are you? Now that I’m asking you to follow me, that’s fine. It doesn’t take any brainstorming.”

Ye Feng also lay on the railing and glanced sideways at Feng Zheng: "You don't have any dreams or things you want to do? For example, make a lot of money, buy a big house, buy an expensive car, and then find A very beautiful woman or something.”

"We have everything." Feng Zheng said.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Feng Zheng meant. Feng Zheng's salary was not based on salary. He paid it according to his own needs, and paid it every few months.

The quantity also varies.

Maybe 10, maybe 20.

As for the house, after his sister Ye Qing came to Dongzhou City to study, Ye Feng felt that it was inconvenient for his sister to live with two men at home, so he bought them another second-hand house in Xinlong Mansion.

As for cars, Feng Zheng usually drives his Maybach. If you want a private car, there are several Audi A6s in the Lanshan Sports Center. Chen Mengjie is now the general manager of the Lanshan Sports Center. With Feng Zheng’s relationship with him, , it is not difficult to get a car to drive temporarily for a while. During the Chinese New Year last year, Feng Zheng drove an Audi A6 back to his hometown with Feng Sande.

Ye Feng was speechless. He didn't expect that he was the one who made Feng Zheng lose his dreams even more.

"You have to think more about yourself. After all, you can't always be my follower."

Ye Feng said to Feng Zheng: "After returning to China this time, I will prepare for the listing of the company. Forget about your old gangster Feng Sande, I plan to give you some shares."

"No, the money you gave me is enough." Feng Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately declined. For him, he was very satisfied with his current living situation, although he had never said anything grateful to Ye Feng. But deep down in his heart, Feng Zheng was very grateful to Ye Feng. When he was in Yanjing, Feng Zheng also proved it with his actions.

Feng Zheng is a person with a cold nature, to the extreme, warm-heartedness does not exist for him. Even if he sees a robber on the street, he will not take a second look. At most, he will stay where he is and take a look. It’s lively, and seeing that he’s interested, he might find a place to sit down and watch.

But there are two people in this world who mean different things to him, and they are people he is willing to treat with his life. One is Feng Sande, and the other is Ye Feng.

"Who the hell thinks there's too much money?"

Ye Feng glanced at Feng Zheng angrily: "That's it. I'll study the specific number of shares you can get when I go back."

(End of this chapter)