There was once a rich man in the summer who spent 300 million yuan to invite Pafeet to lunch, which has broken the world record and is the most expensive lunch.
And this time, Lin Pingfan actually spent a huge sum of 500 million yuan to invite Pafeet to have dinner.
The record was refreshed again.
When Zhou Ziyu heard this, she stood there stupidly.
She has no background, she is just an ordinary person. When she heard that she spent 500 million just to have a dinner, she simply broke her three views!
Not to mention her, even Leng Ningshuang looked shocked.
Nowadays, the traditional Chinese medicine project is a time when funds are needed. At this time, it is obviously not a wise choice to spend 500 million just for a meal.
What's more, there will be a factory bid tomorrow, which also requires funds.
Five hundred million yuan is indeed the tip of the iceberg, compared with the 50 billion yuan invested by Pafett.
But tomorrow's bid is highly likely to cost others other people's homes because of 500 million.
"Lin Pingfan, you have to spend 500 million yuan for a meal!?"
"Are you crazy?"
Cold Frost hurriedly stopped this unwise choice.
Lin Pingfan smiled, looked at the shocked and puzzled eyes of several people, and explained: "Internationally, there are many people who have invited Pafeet to have a meal for a high price, but not ten people have accepted the invitation."
"And every person who eats with Pafeet either follows the trend and buys stocks and earns back the principal, or his own stocks soar. This is just because he has a meal with Pafeet."
"The most fundamental reason for this is nothing more than the identity of the stock god."
"In the eyes of those businessmen, Pafiet was able to agree to the invitation because he was optimistic about the other party's stock or valued the other party's company, so that those businessmen could buy the other party's stock in large quantities, thus rising."
Listening to Lin Pingfan's words, except for Zhou Ziyu, the others all showed a meditative look.
They are all businessmen, so they naturally understand the truth.
This is not how influential the company that invites people is, but the identity of the Faite stock god, which makes countless businessmen follow the trend, which leads to stocks soaring.
"But... our Yunhua Group is not listed. Isn't it a bit too luxurious to do this??"
Leng Ningshuang took a deep breath, but her tone was no longer as strong as before.
Lin Pingfan raised his lips and his eyes became deeper: "Who said that the group was not listed, so he could not invite Pa Fite to have dinner together!?"
"What the traditional Chinese medicine project lacks now is not the investment funds, but partners."
"If traditional Chinese medicine finally takes root in the province but has no partners to expand its operations, what do you think this investment is useful?"
"So the invitation to Pafeet for dinner is to make those businessmen feel that Pafeet is not only optimistic about the current traditional Chinese medicine projects, but also optimistic about the future development of traditional Chinese medicine!"
"In this way, both domestic and overseas Chinese medicine projects will attract attention, and there will even be people working together to find out what they say!?"
The words were calm, but they all shocked!
Lin Pingfan’s step not only breaks the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine, but also paves the way for the future of traditional Chinese medicine!
He is not a businessman, but his vision is far-sighted than too many experienced businessmen!
"But... can Mr. Pafeet agree!?"
Zhou Ziyu frowned slightly and asked with some concern.
"You just need to contact the media and notify them that I hope to see all the headlines tomorrow morning, and I will spend 500 million yuan to have dinner with Pafeet."
After the arrangement was completed, several people returned to the hotel to rest.
...
Zhou Ziyu was busy all afternoon and contacted the major media in the province and asked them to take photos outside the Shanglali Hotel at 7 o'clock in the evening and leave materials.
At half past six, Lin Pingfan finally put on a luxurious and expensive dress.
The door knocked and Leng Ningshuang walked in.
She was wearing a dignified and elegant white evening dress, with black covering half of her cheeks from her long hair, which was very charming.
And the already stunning face, against the backdrop of this evening dress, is as dazzling as the stars in the sky.
A high-slit skirt, slender thighs, and pink feet stepping in high heels can satisfy all a man's fantasy of the opposite sex.
During this meal, Lin Pingfan asked Leng Ningshuang to go with him.
In the future, if the traditional Chinese medicine project takes root in the province, he wants Leng Ningshen to manage everything.
Although Zhao Anran and Sun Wanxing have a deep experience, they seem to be more suitable for taking over traditional Chinese medicine projects in the provincial capital than Leng Ningshen.
But Lin Pingfan still has more critical arrangements for the two of them.
"Let's go."
Lin Pingfan walked out of the room with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Lin, for such a major matter, don't you take your secretary with you??"
As soon as the two walked out of the room, they were blocked in the corridor by Zhou Ziyu. Her beautiful appearance was filled with a look of contempt and anger.
Her clothes are gorgeous at the moment, and she also has a little sensuality.
In a white workplace outfit, it is an extremely short hip-covered skirt, with a piece of flesh covering her long thighs without a trace of fat.
The shredded meat was very thin, and you could easily see the exposed toes with red nails on them.
And she usually has no makeup on her face, so she also wears heavy makeup tonight, making her look attractive.
Compared with the condensed frost, it is comparable.
But she lacks the steady temperament of Leng Ningshuang who has experienced many battles in the mall.
“This…is not suitable for many people.”
Lin Pingfan frowned slightly. He really didn't plan to take Zhou Ziyu with him.
"Why, do you think my appearance is embarrassing to you, the chairman??"
"Don't forget, my mission is to supervise you!"
When she talked about the word supervision, her beautiful eyes glanced at Leng Ningshuang faintly.
As a woman, Leng Ningshuang suddenly felt a hint of hostility.
"Okay, then you go with us."
"But when dining, you can only stand behind us."
Lin Pingfan agreed helplessly.
"Hmph, let me say it!"
She glanced at Lin Pingfan fiercely, without the respect and etiquette that the secretary should have.
Zhou Ziyu walked in front, Leng Ningshuang looked at her back for some reason, and lowered her voice to ask Lin Pingfan: "Lin Pingfan, what is she supervising you!?"
"And why do I feel that she is very hostile to me? I was helping her yesterday. Why is she hostile to me??"
In fact, what Leng Ningshuang wants to say more is why a small secretary is so rude, and Lin Pingfan is so tolerant.
However, she could also see that the relationship between Lin Pingfan and Zhou Ziyu seemed to be unusual, as if she had known each other for a long time, so she did not mention this.
Lin Pingfan shook his head helplessly, saying that he didn't know either.
After leaving the hotel, a group of three came to Shanglali Hotel in about twenty minutes.
At this moment, outside the hotel, there were reporters from major media, and the scene was booming, and many passers-by came to watch.
The moment Lin Pingfan walked out of the car, the camera's flash kept flashing, illuminating the slightly darkened sky.
Leng Ningshuang naturally stretched out her white arm and gently put it on Lin Pingfan's arm.