American media knows how to do marketing. There are 31 days in January, and they publish their magazines on the day before New Year’s Eve.
The world's third richest man, the richest man in Asia, and the richest man in China. Once the three news were announced, they swept the entire Hong Kong.
Focus on publicizing that Zheng Yaoyang was 21 years old and the founder of four large enterprises. From scratch, he became the richest man in Asia in just three years.
The last Chinese to be as wealthy as him dates back to Wu Bingjian, who was born in Guangzhou in the late Qing Dynasty.
The most possible myth Zheng Yaoyang,
It's like receiving money, and it's like being flattered.
But the fact is that Zheng Yaoyang is also well-known among young people in Europe and the United States. Whenever his deeds are reported, the sales volume of newspapers on that day increases by 30%.
The American media successfully grasped the code of wealth and took the opportunity to expand the influence of its own newspapers among young people.
Countless Hong Kong people were elated when they heard the news, and their faces were filled with a sense of pride and honor.
Five thousand years of splendid culture is not only the pride of countless Chinese people, but also a heavy burden.
With hundreds of years of humiliation, they are still in the colonial system. I hope someone can stand up.
Zheng Yaoyang stood up and was still so young, letting them see that Chinese people are no worse than foreigners.
Even pigs can take off when they stand in the wind, let alone Zheng Yaoyang, whose influence in Hong Kong has reached a new level.
It's just that as the protagonist of the incident, she turned off her mobile phone early, cut off contact with the outside world, hid in Zhou Xiaolin's house, and prepared to celebrate the Spring Festival in advance.
Being the third richest man in the world and the richest man in Asia is not something worth getting excited about.
To him, money is just a string of numbers.
Especially after coming into contact with Balk's group of people, Zheng Yaoyang became more and more convinced of this point of view.
Most people have not seen, or selectively ignored, the Fortune 500, which was released on the same day as Forbes.
Hong Kong's No. 1 company, with a market capitalization of US$6.3 billion, has barely entered the Fortune 500 list, ranking 492nd.
These five hundred companies are the economic lifeblood of the world, and as far as Zheng Yaoyang knows, at least two companies among the top ten are controlled by Balk.
After hundreds of years of plunder, the wealth and resources controlled by established European and American conglomerates are unimaginable.
The so-called world's richest people and Asia's richest people are just pushed into the sunshine.
As Hurun editor-in-chief said decades later, every time they publish a new list, they have to be cautious for fear of accidentally exposing the wealth of some people.
The wealth list is called the pig-killing list, not without reason.
When the day comes when all the companies under Zheng Yaoyang's name are listed on the Fortune 500, but he does not appear on the Fortune list, then the real trend has been achieved.
"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, don't you plan to go back?"
Zhou Xiaolin is busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner. She likes to cook when she has free time, because Zheng Yaoyang said that he likes the food she cooks.
It happened to be the Chinese New Year recently, and all the work for New Year's Eve had been arranged, so she also had a rare day off.
Zheng Yaoyang walked to the kitchen, picked up a roast goose leg on the plate, and said sadly: "Since Zijin was born, there has been no place for me in the family."
"You don't wash your hands, can you stop being so sloppy?"
Zhou Xiaolin doesn't accept this, but she is a little happy that they can spend the Spring Festival together this year.
"It's not clean, you won't get sick after eating it."
Zheng Yaoyang was eating the fragrant roast goose legs and asked casually: "What are your plans for this year's Spring Festival?"
"I'm watching TV at home."
"Don't you want to go have fun?"
"Where can I go?"
"How about we go to Switzerland?"
Zhou Xiaolin looked at Zheng Yaoyang in confusion: "Why are you so free this year?"
Zheng Yaoyang sighed: "Being too famous is also a kind of distress, so I plan to go out to avoid the limelight."
Akina is pregnant. Sooner or later, she will have to hide the matter. When the child is born, she will have to come over to meet her parents.
In order not to make Zhou Xiaolin sad, the best way is to make her pregnant too.
As long as Zhou Xiaolin is pregnant, everything will be easy in the future. Zheng Yaoyang praised his wit.
"It's too far. There are several meetings to be held in the third year of junior high school."
Zhou Xiaolin was a little excited. When Zheng Yaoyang was studying, they always traveled around the world during holidays.
But it was almost three years since she returned to Hong Kong, and she had not traveled far away with Zheng Yaoyang. She just thought about the company and had several projects that she had to keep an eye on, and she fell into hesitation again.
"It's not far. It's a ten-hour flight. Let's leave now and we'll be there tomorrow morning."
"Now?"
Zhou Xiaolin's eyes widened and she couldn't keep up with Zheng Yaoyang's thoughts. She stammered: "The food is almost ready now, maybe it will take a while."
“You can also cook on the plane.”
Zheng Yaoyang called Lin Feng and asked him to come over to pack the ingredients, then took Zhou Xiaolin and went out.
When she arrived at the airport, Zhou Xiaolin was confused. She didn't realize it until she was about to board the plane: "We'd better go back. There are still many things that haven't been explained to the company."
Zheng Yaoyang said dissatisfied: "It only takes a few days, but the company will not fail. Those managers are not freeloaders."
I spent so much money and raised so many people.
If things will go wrong after just a few days away, why bother raising them? Zhou Xiaolin is good at everything, but she has too much sense of responsibility and loves to worry too much.
Zheng Yaoyang decided to confiscate her mobile phone: "I will give it to you when I get back, so you can play with peace of mind these few days."
"Hey, don't..."
Zhou Xiaolin begged to no avail.
We can only passively accept this fact.
When the plane entered the stratosphere, she took out the ingredients she had packed at home and continued cooking dinner.
"Cooking in the air has a different feeling."
"Doing anything else gives you a different feeling."
Zhou Xiaolin glared at him coquettishly.
Zheng Yaoyang chuckled and didn't care. Zhou Xiaolin is a woman who needs to be laid out slowly.
As long as he enters the state, Zheng Yaoyang has experienced many battles and needs to be treated with caution. Fortunately, he has already been prepared.
This time, he has the advantage.
After the meal, the two sat in the lounge of the cabin, admiring the bright stars outside the window.
No matter how good the environment is on the earth's surface, it does not have the favorable conditions of the stratosphere. There is no cloud and fog to cover it. The sky is full of stars. It is more than an adjective.
Zhou Xiaolin leaned on the sofa, staring at the starry sky with eyes showing obsession. She hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.
At this time, Zheng Yaoyang slowly walked over with two goblets and red wine, and said with a smile: "I won't regret coming out now."
He sat next to Zhou Xiaolin and poured two glasses of wine: "How can such a beautiful time not be accompanied by fine wine?"
"It's not suitable for you to bite Wenjue."
Zhou Xiaolin smiled brightly, took the wine glass, and leaned into Zheng Yaoyang's arms naturally.
The glasses were raised and clinked, and a clear and sweet sound was heard.
With half a bottle of red wine down, Zhou Xiaolin stroked Zheng Yaoyang's chin, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of hormones.
Lips and lips collide, mouths and mouths melt into each other, and the confusion and ecstasy come naturally...
Early the next morning, the plane entered Swiss airspace. The weather was clear and the sun was shining, and you could see the alpine snowfields not far away.
Zheng Yaoyang was still sleeping when he heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
Squinting his eyes slightly: "What are you looking for?"
"Have you seen my bag?"
Zhou Xiaolin was still wearing her pajamas. After last night's craziness, her originally well-fitting clothes had become loose and loose, occasionally revealing a hint of spring.
Zheng Yaoyang pointed to the door, turned over, and said in a muffled voice: "I remember it was placed outside."
"Okay, you can sleep a little longer. I'll wake you up when it's about to fall."
Zhou Xiaolin hurried to the door, Zheng Yaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When Zhou Xiaolin wasn't paying attention, he took out a box of small pills from under the bed and quickly entered the bathroom.
Open all the small pills, including the packaging box, and flush them into the toilet to destroy any traces of the corpse.
The medicine in Zhou Xiaolin's bag had long been replaced by vitamin C by Zheng Yaoyang, and now it no longer has the desired effect.
After finally deceiving Zhou Xiaolin, there is no room for error in this plan. He still has three days left. Even if he does not rely on quality, he must win by relying on quantity.