In the Hall of Fortune Salon—

Long Jianfei's appearance caused a stir around him.

"Wow, I didn't expect that Young Master Long himself is more handsome than in the magazine!"

"Yes, he is known as the young leader among the top ten richest people in China!"

"I don't know if he has a girlfriend. I'm willing to date him even if I die!"

Several illegitimate women covered their mouths and stared at Long Jianfei with blurred eyes and said.

It is undeniable that Long Jianfei is indeed so charming - he is handsome, rich, and most importantly, he is still so talented.

This is simply a gold mine.

Long Jianfei sneered at the praise coming from around him.

He has heard too much of these words, and his ears are so calloused. All of these women have big breasts and no brains, and they can't even say some constructive words.

"Mr. Long, wait for me!"

There was a panting sound from behind Long Jianfei, but the guy from Fat San chased him up. While wiping the sweat on his forehead, he smiled flatteringly at Long Jianfei: "Mr. Long, you are walking too fast, I can't catch up with you."

Long Jianfei glanced at Taisan with contempt: "You should lose weight too. You are so fat, how can you get along with me in the future? Remember, pay attention to your own image so that you can become a true upper class."

Fat San nodded and bowed: "Yes, I remember - I will do it according to your requirements in the future." He looked like a little brother.

On this side, when Jiang Baichuan and Feng Wanli had no time to deal with Song Zhichao and others, they hurried over to say hello to Long Jianfei.

Sister Xia didn't have time to pay attention to Song Zhichao, an enemy who was not worried about the trouble. In fact, Sister Xia began to regret inviting Song Zhichao to come here. See, after just a while, she offended so many people and asked herself to close her stall.

Immediately, Sister Xia twisted the willow waist with a smile, swung her plump buttocks, and greeted Long Jianfei, saying, "Oh, Mr. Long, why are you here!"

As Sister Xia and the others walked away, Song Zhichao became quiet in an instant.

Looking at everyone again, their expressions were different.

Nie Weidong stared at Long Jianfei, with anger at first, followed by a sense of inferiority, and then a look of war.

Xiong Yaohua looked at Long Jianfei and his expression was not very good. You should know that he was originally a real estate business, but because he offended Long Jianfei, he was now in a mess.

As for Udon, Zhou Guang, Lu Jun and Ding Duobao, looking at Long Jianfei, who was surrounded by people in the distance, like stars holding the moon, his face was full of envy.

"Young Master Long is not bad, but it's Young Master Long. Even this momentum is not comparable to ordinary people!"

"Yes, yes, look, Sister Lian Xia, Fat San, and Ma Wu have all come to curry favor with each other!"

"Look, Jiang Baichuan and Feng Wanli, who were so fierce just now, were like grandsons in front of Young Master Long!"

Udon and the other two pointed at Long Jianfei, and were envious and full of jealousy.

Song Zhichao held the champagne and couldn't help but find it funny, so he said to them: "Stop watching, I'm just happy to come here, why don't you get along with me?"

Udon reacted quickly and quickly turned his head to Song Zhichao and said, "What I mean is that! Mr. Song, you are also a phoenix among people, not to mention that you came from Hong Kong, so of course it is much more powerful than Long Jianfei!"

In this era, "Hong Kong" is a golden sign. No matter what it is for, as long as it is involved in the word "Hong Kong", you will be worth a hundred times more.

For Udon and even Xiong Yaohua, although they knew a little about Song Zhichao’s background and knew that he was engaged in foreign trade import and export and entertainment in Hong Kong, they did not know how much Song Zhichao’s real value was. However, since Song Zhichao came from "Hong Kong", he was of course one level higher than Long Shao of China Overseas - at least one level higher in terms of region.

Song Zhichao also knew this very well, but he would occasionally fantasize about it in bad taste. If he told them that he was not from Hong Kong, would these guys collapse immediately or directly ask for repayment of the money.

"Okay, don't stand, find a seat, I'll tell you about the stock investment this time." Song Zhichao signaled everyone to go to the nearby dining table to discuss in detail.

Everyone walked over and the dining table seemed a little small, but it didn't matter. Everyone wasn't really here to have a meal.

Since I sat down, I had to consume it. Nie Weidong ordered coffee, Xiong Yaohua ordered whiskey, and Udons directly asked for the strongest wine.

Song Zhichao looked at them and slowly took out a box of cigarettes from his arms. He smoked one by himself, threw the cigarette box on the table, held the cigarette in his mouth and lit it, and said to everyone with a smile: "I said that I will give you an explanation in three days. Now it has been a day, and there are two days left to see the results."

As he spoke, Song Zhichao took out the stock trading data that Nie Weidong had sent to him before and handed it to Xiong Yaohua and the others, "This is the stock I bought with your money. I have already read it, you can take a look first!"

Nie Weidong rolled his eyes next to him, but he knew very clearly that Song Zhichao didn't even look at this data from the beginning to the end. Nie Weidong was even a little unhappy, thinking that Song Zhichao looked down on him, and he had done his best at least. You can consider it a affirmation of me when you look at it.

Xiong Yaohua and others hurriedly took the stock data. They were not the same as Song Zhichao, after all, it was related to their money.

Song Zhichao tilted his body, slowly smoking a cigarette, looking at Xiong Yaohua and the others, but his eyes occasionally glanced at Long Jianfei, not knowing what he was thinking.

If we talk about Xiong Yaohua and others, they are not ordinary people. They at least know how to trade stocks, what stocks are good and what stocks are bad. So when they see the names of these stocks invested by Nie Weidong, a heart that was hanging down immediately fell.

"It seems that Mr. Nie still has two brushes!" said Udon.

"Yes, these stocks seem to be very good," said Zhou Guang.

"Mr. Nie, we are really relieved now!" Lu Jun said with a smile.

Ding Duobao ridiculed Xiong Yaohua: "You invest one million yuan and don't envy us if you make less money!"

Xiong Yaohua smiled and said nothing.

In fact, he had no confidence in Nie Weidong at all. Even if he gave out one million, it was based on Song Zhichao's face. In Xiong Yaohua's opinion, it was impossible to defect to this mysterious Hong Kong tycoon without giving out some "vote letters". However, it would be stupid to take so much from Udon and Qiu Ba in one go. After all, this is the first day, and there are two days left, and the stock market is in a mess. Maybe all the money will be paid in the next day.

Don’t forget that Nie Weidong is a famous "prodigal son" in China Overseas!

For someone who can lose all of his property by hundreds of millions of dollars, do you still expect him to help you make money?

How is that possible?

It seemed as if Xiong Yaohua's guess was verified, and at this time, a harsh laughter came from the nearby.
Chapter completed!