Chapter 149 Laughing at the God-man leaning on Biyuan
, the British do not celebrate the Spring Festival, but they celebrate Christmas. Heinwei and Peng Bo discussed that this year's Unicorn Summit will be scheduled two days before Christmas. They will go to the UK to celebrate Christmas and visit their father-in-law.
Mercedes-Benz was driving on the road from Xiamen to Quanzhou. This was the car sent by Chen Facai from Quanzhou Xindili to greet Mr. Bang. The two had only met once at the real estate forum, but they heard that Peng Bo was coming to Quanzhou, and Chen Facai
Without any explanation, people drove to meet him.
On the streets of Quanzhou in early winter, the ancient Erythrina flowers bloomed again. When the car slowly drove into the Quanzhou Hotel in Zhuangfu Lane in the urban area, Peng Bo got out of the car, but he did not expect to be greeted by such a huge formation.
"Master Bang."
As soon as the Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the hotel, a smiling Chen Facai came over. He opened the door to Peng Bo himself and said, "Welcome, warm welcome to Quanzhou."
He was followed by more than a dozen people, who looked like local entrepreneurs. When they saw Peng Bo get out of the car, they all smiled and came over to greet and shake hands.
"Master Bang." Chen Facai introduced enthusiastically, "The president of Time Warner China and the boss of Pengbo Media is also the person who arranges seats for us at the end of the year. This is Master Bang's wife, Ms. Heinwei from Citigroup. This is
Luo Jiahui and Jiajia Foods are very big in the country."
"Hello." Peng Bo also extended his hand warmly, "Mr. Luo, nice to meet you." Heinwei followed him and shook hands with the group of people in turn.
"This is Feng Zhicai from Aneng Photovoltaics, which is also one of the best companies in Fujian." Chen Facai introduced with a smile.
But Heyinwei's smile froze on her face. The man in front of her was so fierce, staring at Peng Bo fiercely with a pair of eyes.
"Master Bang, because of you, I paid 5 million more in taxes." Feng Zhicai said angrily.
Chen Facai did not expect this sudden change. He quickly stopped Feng Zhicai. Several entrepreneurs behind him also spoke one after another, but they all spoke in southern Fujian dialect, and Peng Bo could not understand.
"Oh, what's going on?" Peng Bo was not annoyed or surprised. He looked at the businessman in front of him with a smile.
But Feng Zhicai suddenly laughed, "Master Bang is Master Bang, he is so well-mannered, I am joking with you."
Chen Facai breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but punch him. Feng Zhicai held Peng Bo's hand again, "Actually, I want to thank Mr. Bang because I didn't pay attention to the difference between personal income tax and corporate income tax before. Do you want to
Think about it, I already have a net worth of several hundred million, and I won’t be able to use that much money in my lifetime, so why do I commit crimes for the sake of millions and tens of millions? This is going to cause problems, and it doesn’t make any sense to me.
"
"Standardize, only by standardizing can growth grow." Peng Bo understood his words and his intentions. Chen Facai then continued to introduce, "Anta Ding Zhizhong"
Peng Bo's eyes lit up, and Ding Zhizhong was also smiling, but his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, "Mr. Ding, communicate more." Although the words were short, the meaning was in place. Ding Zhizhong's eyes lit up, and he nodded with a smile.
Those who came were all well-known entrepreneurs from Fujian. The last one, Peng Bo, needed no introduction from Chen Facai, "Shitan, we are good friends." Xu Shitan of Shimao. The first person Peng Bo visited when doing real estate rankings was Xu Shitan's father.
Xu Yongmao, he and Xu Shitan also became good friends.
"Welcome." Xu Shitan opened his arms and gave Peng Bo a big hug.
"Mr. Peng is here to make us rich. In Shanghai, the Bund is full of people who want to listen to Mr. Bang's lectures," Xu Shitan smiled and led the way, "But Mr. Peng's time is limited, and he has to meet with Jin Daxia tomorrow.
, if someone wants to ask questions, hurry up."
"Mr. Peng, can your lunch be auctioned in the future? The starting price is 1 million. You have to pay for knowledge." Feng Zhicai said with a smile. His words seemed to be a joke, but everyone else nodded.
Ding Zhizhong also laughed and said, "Then I will be the first to take pictures of this meal. I guess the newspapers will also publicize and report it, and I will even save advertising fees." The businessman is smart, and he is thinking about his own business when he is joking. This time
Ding Zhizhong and Xu Shitan are also on the list of unicorns, and the three will also meet in Shanghai in December.
The meal was very enjoyable, and Peng Bo got to know so many Fujian entrepreneurs, which allowed Peng Bo to expand his network of contacts in this province.
"What's your impression of the people here?" Peng Bo declined Chen Facai's offer to accompany him and strolled the streets of Quanzhou at night, feeling the local customs and customs. Peng Bo was very relaxed.
"It's very good. The people here are very smart and capable, visionary and enterprising." Hei Yinwei had a good impression of these dozen entrepreneurs.
"But Daxia Jin seems to have a bad impression of the people here." Peng Bo looked at Heinwei. She had not read Jin Yong's works and was studying them these days. Starting from The Condor, "The Fujian people in his works
There is always no good end, no matter strong or weak, and those named Lin are either dead or imprisoned, which is the most miserable. In the first book of Swords and Enmities, the Putian Shaolin Temple was burned down. Then Lin Pingzhi, Fu
The head of the Fuwei Escort Bureau in Fuzhou, Fujian, and his whole family were killed. Shi Lang, a master of the Wuyi sect in Fujian, appeared in The Deer and the Cauldron. Because he offended Zheng Chenggong, his whole family was killed. Zhuo Bufan, a native of Jianyang, Fujian, learned the name Huijianmen, and the whole family was killed.
The sect was destroyed by Tong Lao, and he was the only one left. Huang Shang, a native of Nanping, Fujian, the author of the Nine Yin Scriptures, must be one of the top five masters in Jin Yong's works, and his whole family was killed."
"So miserable?"
"It's so miserable," Peng Bo said with a smile, "but Hero Jin still dares to come to Fujian."
"Then why is it always bad to have the surname Lin?" Hei Yinwei leaned on Peng Bo's shoulder and walked forward slowly.
"It's a man's jealousy, I guess. In the past, Daxia had a dream lover named Xia Meng. Her husband was from Fujian, and his surname was Lin."
Heyinwei suddenly stopped. She looked at Peng Bo steadily, "There is such a man who has been thinking about her. She is also a happy woman."
Peng Bo was petrified for a moment. What he said was one thing, and Heinwei said another thing. Women's concerns are really different from men's. "Then you can ask Daxia Jin tomorrow, he is still thinking about it.
With her?"
"Can I ask?" Heinwei looked like a little girl, not a financial executive. "What do you think?" Peng Bo was dumbfounded.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. In the north, there is the generosity and heroism of the desert Gobi. In the south, there is the freehand and romantic flow of long winds and sails.
When Peng Bo and Heinwei came out of the hotel, a car happened to stop, and the world-famous hero stepped out of the car with a smile on his face.
"Hello, Mr. Jin." The scene is similar to yesterday. The difference is that the person greeting you today is Peng Bo. "I am Peng Bo."
Mr. Jin Yong looked at Peng Bo with a smile, and nodded to Heinwei, "Such a young Mr. Bang, it's better to see him than to hear him for a long time. I'm glad to see you." His voice was very soft, with a Jiangnan flavor, but his hands
It was very hot. When the two people held hands tightly, countless shutter sounds sounded and countless spotlights flashed around them.
The gathering of Da Xia and Bang Ye will become the headlines of many financial and cultural newspapers tomorrow.