Zheng Yaoyang received a call from Balk, who came over and told him harsh words, telling him to behave himself in the future.
Now that we are determined to break up, we will not show mercy when we meet again in the future, let alone make a penny in their market.
Zheng Yaoyang laughed in astonishment. Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but curse: "Why are people who are buried up to their necks in dirt still acting like children?"
He once thought that the shadow government was very powerful, at least as powerful as the medieval Round Table Conference.
After contacting him, I discovered that they are just human beings, so the shadow government is actually just like the Woodpecker Fund he established, a complex of interests.
It's just that they control a lot of resources, and their strength is the best in the world. They can create formations everywhere, so they have a mentality that those who follow the rules will prosper, and those who go against will perish.
But as long as things don't go their way, they will go crazy like a willful child.
Zheng Yaoyang didn't take it seriously. The emperor took turns to come to my house next year, and the days would be long in the future.
He is twenty years old this year, and he can send them all away, not to mention that he has Tang De as a secret chess player.
In a few years, Tang De will be encouraged to run for office and his presence will be refreshed first. With his understanding of the future, he may be able to be crowned the Dabao within three terms.
On November 7, Zheng Yaoyang wanted to go to Beijing to sign a crude oil contract transfer and agency sales contract.
On the eve of departure, Zhang Qifeng received a call from the secretary of the mayor of Pengcheng City, saying that Yugang Hotel would open on the 8th.
They asked Zheng Yaoyang and Bao Yugang if they had time to come and attend the opening ceremony of the hotel.
Zheng Yaoyang heard about it and came to the Mid-Levels Villa to check it out. He planned to ask his grandfather for his opinion first.
Grandpa's blood pressure is very high now. Some time ago, he was admitted to the hospital because of blood clots.
Although he was rescued in time, he could not walk after being discharged from the hospital and had to be pushed in a wheelchair when he came in and out. Fortunately, he had two children with him at home, so he would not be too lonely on weekdays.
Zheng Zijin could already walk and call him brother. When he saw Zheng Yaoyang, he narrowed his eyes like crescents and ran toward him with his short legs and the sound of bells ringing.
The nanny on the side looked worried and shouted hurriedly: "Little miss, be careful, don't fall."
Compared to Zheng Zijin who was lively and active, Wu Hanwen was dull. He glanced at Zheng Yaoyang at the door, turned his head and sat in the small garden playing with building blocks again.
"Did you behave well at home today?"
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and hugged his sister. The child always smelled like milk and was fleshy. At the same time, he told his grandfather about the opening of Yugang Hotel.
Zheng Zijin stretched out his chubby hand, pinched Zheng Yaoyang's chin, and said in a milky voice: "Good boy."
"There's nothing going on these days, so I might as well stop by and take a look." Grandpa looked at the brother and sister interacting with a loving face: "Has the recent matter been resolved?"
"It can be considered solved."
The money has come back, but the European and American markets have been lost, so I don’t know whether this deal is a good deal or not.
Zheng Yaoyang also knew that Balk's temper would be unbearable sooner or later, but it was just earlier now.
Grandpa asked: "Do you need me to come forward?"
Zheng Yaoyang: "Lijiacheng and the others have made a lot of money. Just let them handle the follow-up in Xiangjiang."
"Come pick me up early tomorrow."
Grandpa controlled the wheelchair and went to play with building blocks with Wu Hanwen. The younger generation was so promising. As an elder, he was both happy and disappointed.
After collecting tens of billions of dollars under the noses of old Americans, he finally left successfully and ZhumuNiao Fund became famous in one battle.
From now on, in Hong Kong, and even in the Chinese community around the world, Zheng Yaoyang can basically walk sideways.
Because he is the only Chinese with outstanding financial talent and practical experience.
Once his reputation is established this time, investors will line up to send money and become a member of his network.
The 20-year-old Zheng Yaoyang has already surpassed him in achievements, and Bao Yugang has nothing to teach him.
"Grandpa..."
Zheng Yaoyang hesitated to speak. Zheng Zijin felt that his brother was in a bad mood, so he blew bubbles from his mouth to make him happy.
Her chubby cheeks and sculpted appearance made people unable to help but feel like kissing her a few times.
A smile appeared on Zheng Yaoyang's face again, he lowered his head and asked softly: "Are you hungry?"
"Hey~"
The little guy's vocabulary is obviously insufficient, so he swings his legs and rings the bell to express his emotions.
The nanny couldn't help but laugh and reminded: "Young master, please help me to see if I peed my pants."
Zheng Yaoyang weighed it a few times and smelled it again. It smelled bad. He smiled bitterly and said, "Wu Ma, you better do it."
Zheng Zijin squinted his eyes and grinned, revealing only a little white gum.
"How can you be so naughty when you grow up?"
Although Zheng Yaoyang used a scolding tone, he did not mean to blame him at all.
His sister will definitely be the most dazzling and noble pearl in Xiangjiang in the future.
After dinner, Zheng Weijian also came back from the hospital. The father and son looked at each other and came to the front yard with a tacit understanding.
Zheng Yaoyang coaxed his sister to sleep and asked softly: "Dad, have you sold off the crude oil you hold?"
Zheng Weijian said truthfully: "I bought it at 15 and sold it around 30, making about 200 million."
"It's good if you make money."
Zheng Yaoyang added: "I plan to go to Pengcheng with my grandpa tomorrow. Grandpa should be able to go out, right?"
"Yes, you can, but you still have to take care of dad, because he may..." at any time.
Zheng Weijian did not continue. He is an expert in the field of cancer and Bao Yugang's attending physician. He knows his physical condition very well.
The biggest problem Bao Yugang faces now is no longer the incurable cancer cells, but complications such as asthma and blood clots.
Since the last time he was hospitalized, Bao Yugang's body has become very fragile. Once he gets sick, he may die at any time without timely treatment.
"Let the medical team accompany us tomorrow."
Zheng Yaoyang was silent for a long time. It will probably be September next year, and there will only be ten months left.
"Okay, I'll help you make arrangements."
"It's best to find a few trucks to cover it up. You also know that grandpa doesn't like to make a big show of things."
After talking about the business, neither of them said a word. The father and son were always so silent when getting along.
"I have to leave first and come back tomorrow morning."
"When driving at night, pay more attention to safety."
After leaving the villa, on the way to Zhou Xiaolin's residence, Zheng Yaoyang received a strange phone call from which an excited female voice came: "Yaoyang, where are you?"
Zheng Yaoyang frowned: "Who are you?"
"Yes, I can. No, you can't even hear my voice. It's really heartless."
"What's up?"
Zheng Yaoyang suddenly remembered that Guo Kongli seemed to have said that his sister-in-law was coming over, but he didn't take it to heart.
"I have arrived at Kai Tak Airport now, where are you?"
"Then I'll go pick you up."
"Well, I'll wait for you."
Although they were far away from each other at the entrance of Kai Tak Airport, Zheng Yaoyang could still recognize Lin Yike at a glance.
The wheat-colored cartoon hooded sweatshirt, hot denim shorts, and a pair of straight, white long legs are particularly eye-catching.
With her long burgundy hair and delicate facial features, she is a beautiful sight wherever she stands.
It attracted the attention of others, and many business people who claimed to be successful came forward to strike up a conversation.
Zheng Yaoyang thought of the distinctive features of the Lin sisters. Both sisters were very tall. The elder sister was about 1.75 meters tall and the younger sister was close to 1.8 meters tall.
The two met at Guo Kongli's pre-wedding reception and danced with her once. At that time, she was wearing high heels and he had to raise his head to look at each other.
Zheng Yaoyang parked the car on the side of the road, opened the window, and waved to her.
Lin Yike entered the car, stretched out his long arms around Zheng Yaoyang's neck, and rubbed his cheek: "I thought you had forgotten me."
"I've been very busy lately, flying around all day. How is Kong Li lately?" Zheng Yaoyang lied to the girl, almost easily, and he didn't feel guilty.
"Brother-in-law is very good. Aren't you curious about how I am doing lately?"
Lin Yike pouted, held Zheng Yaoyang's hand, and poked his nails with her own nails.
This move also gradually awakened Zheng Yaoyang's memory of her. She seemed to like holding hands very much, whether taking a bath or sleeping, or whatever.