Recast youth

Chapter 1848 Investigation
Who is more beautiful between Meng Weihong and Gao Xuan?
There is no doubt that Gao Xuan is half a step taller than Meng Weihong in both appearance and figure, but when it comes to her allure to men, Gao Xuan cannot compare to Meng Weihong, because for men, Meng Weihong's The aura of maturity is a fatal attraction to them.

But inside Ye Feng's young body is a mature old man's soul, and he understands this best.

Terrible.

Very terrible.

The moment Meng Weihong came over, Ye Feng's heartbeat accelerated, and many thoughts flashed through his mind. Some of them were righteous and Lingran pushed Meng Weihong away, scolding her severely, and some were biting her lips hard to let her know how powerful he was.

He even pretended not to move and continued, letting Meng Weihong take the initiative.

This has nothing to do with emotion.

It has to do with physiology.

A very beautiful, very mature, very temperamental woman, face to face with you, with red lips so close at hand, which man can’t feel any flutter in his heart?

But in the end, reason defeated physiology. Ye Feng controlled himself not to look at Meng Weihong's red lips. Instead, he moved his gaze upward, looked into Meng Weihong's eyes, and said, "You shouldn't be short-sighted, looking at me from such a close distance."

"You're so close, you can see clearly."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Meng Weihong, who had flirted with Ye Feng for a while, returned to her seat and smiled sweetly, as if she really just wanted to see Ye Feng up close.

Ye Feng sighed: "The ancients said that women bring disaster to the country and the people. There is some truth in this saying."

"Zhou Yu hits Huang Gai. One is willing to hit and the other is willing to suffer. What can be done about this?"

Meng Weihong said with a half-smile, then stopped teasing Ye Feng and asked, "Aren't you a little dissatisfied with Chen Qiushi?"

"Not at all."

Ye Feng shook his head: "Chen Qiushi has done a very good job, both in terms of experience and actual management. I am not dissatisfied with him. I just say that sometimes I feel that his thoughts are not on the same frequency as mine."

Meng Weihong asked: "Do you know why?"

"why?"

Ye Feng turned to look at Meng Weihong.

Meng Weihong said: "Because one of you is a doer and the other is a dreamer. Chen Qiushi started in the physical industry in his early years. He pays attention to one step at a time. In addition, he suffered a big fall due to Xinlong Mansion in the past few years. Now he is It is normal to want to be more stable, but you are different. You are a dreamer. Whether it is the Internet or your listing in New York, for Chen Qiushi, it is a bit like looking at flowers in the fog, very unreal. So if you ask him to build a villa with a unit price of 5 per square meter in Dongzhou City, his experience and professional instinct will make him feel that he will lose money and cannot sell it."

"Ah."

Ye Feng nodded and absorbed what Meng Weihong said. Everyone in this world is different. You cannot compare Chen Qiushi and Li Qingmei. They are not of the same age.

And even if you can't sell it and sell it slowly, as he said, the time in between will cost money, because the longer the loan cycle, the longer the sales time, and the greater the cost.

And Chen Qiushi's capital chain through Xinlong Mansion was broken, and what he feared most was increased costs. In layman's terms, he was afraid of losing money.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng said: "You can talk to him in private later. If you don't have enough money, I will advance the funds here. Funds are not a problem."

"As long as you say this, there will be no problem."

Meng Weihong suddenly snapped her fingers at Ye Feng, as if she was waiting for Ye Feng to say this.Ye Feng felt that he had been fooled and said, "Aren't you also rich? You have made so much from NetEase's stocks, you should have [-] million, right?"

Meng Weihong put her slender arm on Ye Feng's shoulder, and she was very close again. Her red lips were slightly opened, and she breathed softly at Ye Feng. The fragrance was like an orchid waiting to be picked: "Are you going to spend a woman's money? I'll just You can take such a small amount of capital, but you have to support me in the future."

When Ye Feng heard this, he quickly stopped: "Well, if the money is not enough, I'd better pay for it myself."

"It's almost there."

Meng Weihong snorted when she heard this, with a smile on her face.

While talking, Pan Kun drove the car to the entrance of Lanshan Club. Ye Feng wanted to go back to the company and did not intend to get out of the car. Meng Weihong said goodbye to Ye Feng. After getting off the car, she did not enter the club immediately, but walked to a place where no one was around and took out her mobile phone. A number was dialed.

"Help me investigate Li Hongbo's resume. Well, I need it now."

……

While at the teahouse, Meng Weihong discovered that Ye Feng was somewhat concerned about Li Hongbo's information. For Meng Weihong, it was not difficult to investigate Li Hongbo's information, but it was said that some deep relationships would be more difficult to discover.

……

After Meng Weihong left, Ye Feng lowered the window and lit a cigarette. He thought to himself that it would be better to have less contact with women like Meng Weihong, or at least introduce them in private.

Because there is no guarantee when I will fall into the land of gentleness.

There is a knife on the head of Sezi.

Ye Feng looked at the passing traffic outside the car and sighed with a rare sigh. Money brought him a lot of convenience, but it also brought him a lot of troubles. For example, it was troublesome to resist the temptation of beauty, and he also Quite a normal man...

It doesn't matter if you like it or not.

It's like a person who particularly likes spicy crab. If someone puts spicy crab in his mouth, can he not swallow?

However, after the car window was lowered and the wind blew for a while, Ye Feng calmed down, but Meng Weihong's phone called again. Ye Feng saw that it was Meng Weihong's number, hesitated, and answered the call.

"I know Li Hongbo's origins. Are you interested in hearing about it?"

"What's the history?"

Meng Weihong said on the phone: "I haven't found much information. Let me see if you can find any clues."

"The following news should be of some inspiration to you. Li Hongbo's son is a classmate of yours and happened to graduate from Dongcheng University in the same year as you."

"What about the name?"

When Ye Feng heard this, his eyes immediately focused.

"Li Zhengdao."

Meng Weihong said on the phone.

(End of this chapter)