With the help of airport security, Peng Bo and his party finally got rid of many reporters, but there were still reporters nearby who kept taking pictures.
Peng Bo turned around and saw that the entertainment reporter who later became the richest woman in Hong Kong was smiling and waving to him, "Give her my business card." He gently asked his assistant Luo Yan beside him. Luo Yan was stunned and said that she had made a fortune last year.
After the annual meeting, Peng Bo has never taken the initiative to give his business card to reporters. Today is the first time.
Looking at this female entertainment reporter with ordinary clothes and plain appearance, Luo Yan didn't dare to guess anymore. She trotted over to greet the female entertainment reporter and handed Peng Bo's business card.
The female entertainment reporter had a smile on her face, and her friendly look seemed to be contagious. Luo Yan's heart softened, "Mr. Peng said that I can accept your exclusive interview. Here is my business card. Come on.
Contact me when.”
"Thank you, Assistant Luo, thank you," the female entertainment reporter smiled broadly, "Then thank Peng Sheng in person during the interview."
Luo Yan smiled and ran a few steps to catch up with Peng Bo, but she met someone she was very familiar with, someone she often saw on TV.
"Mr. Peng, I'm a little late." Yang Lan smiled and hugged the flowers in her arms, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm a little late." She smiled and nodded to Gao Siwen and Yang Shoucheng, and smiled at He Wenxi.
Laughed.
"I asked you to come here in person," Peng Bo smiled and took the flowers. There were three bouquets of flowers. Fortunately, there were many people with him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get the flowers.
Peng Bo naturally knew that Yang Lan was very busy at this time. This month, she used about 35 million yuan in funds to join hands with Gao Zhenshun, chairman of Youli Telecom, to acquire the Liangji Group, which had been at a low ebb for a long time. Two months later, Liangji Club officially changed its name.
For Sunshine Culture Network Television Co., Ltd., the company's development direction is to build a broadband website with biopics of historical figures as its main products and resources to provide services to various media and online TV viewers. She serves as chairman.
This was the busiest time for her, but she was determined to pick her up.
Yang Lan seems to be no stranger to Gao Siwen, "So many old friends are here. President Peng is from Shanghai, and I am also from Shanghai. I will hold a banquet tonight to welcome President Peng...
Yang Shoucheng smiled, "We have arrangements for this, and Mr. Gao also has arrangements, but let's do it together..." He did not agree to attend Yang Lan's banquet because he had other plans.
The group of people were chatting happily, Luo Yan's eyes were a little straight, and a small man stood around them at some point. Behind him were four very good-looking young men, which attracted the side glances of the passers-by around him.
Peng Bo was happy when he saw the small eyes behind his glasses blinking shrewdly.
"A young man from a rich family who is thin, nervous, and has extremely short hair. He speaks English with an exaggerated accent, which makes him look like a arrogant young master in the rich circle."
This is how a famous American newspaper described him, but Americans did not hide their envy of Lin Zekai: "Although Xiangjiang is just a small prosperous city, there are many pretentious young talents among them. The most eye-catching among them is
And the one who is most envied by everyone is undoubtedly the second son of Lin Yicheng, the richest man in Hong Kong..."
Last year was also when he was in the limelight. In mid-May last year, Li Zekai purchased the Dexinjia Group and changed its name to Yingdong for listing. On that day, the stock price surged 23 times, and his personal wealth also rose from 1.5 billion Hong Kong dollars to more than 10 billion Hong Kong dollars.
.After that, it continued to rise. In just a few months, the market value of Yingdong soared to more than 220 billion Hong Kong dollars, becoming the sixth largest company in Hong Kong by market value. It was called a miracle in the Hong Kong economic circle.
Some people say that his income in one day is equivalent to his father's lifetime efforts. Some people even joke: He earns in one day what his father earns in his entire life!
Lin Zekai shook Peng Bo's hand exaggeratedly, "I saw the newspaper and recognized you at a glance. The chance of surviving the forced landing is very small. I must give you a shock." He looked at Yang Shoucheng with a smile.
He smiled kindly and said, "This is not the place to talk. Let's have dinner together tonight."
During the Fortune Forum, Peng Bo had a good chat with him and Bezos, but he did not expect that Lin Zekai would personally come to pick him up today.
"Yang Sheng, I'm here to pick up Mr. Peng and ask him to get in the car with me. Peng Sheng and I have an appointment. We made an appointment at the Shanghai Fortune Forum last year." Among the group of people, Lin Zekai was the only one to explain to Yang Shoucheng.
But he did not invite Yang Shoucheng to participate.
Yang Shoucheng smiled and motioned for them to help themselves. He then looked at He Wenxi beside him. Although He Wenxi was smiling, there was undisguised regret on his lips.
Lin Zekai pays great attention to the taste of life, and the clothes he wears are completely brand-name. "Peng Sheng, let me introduce you to a friend." Lin Zekai smiled and said, "My cousin Li Zhonghao."
Oh, Li Zhonghao's mother was Lin Yicheng's sister-in-law, and his father later became the largest real estate developer in Chongqing.
"Hello, Mr. Peng." He looks about the same age as Peng Bo, and he is still a student at the University of Wisconsin-Madison in the United States.
"Wu Zongquan." Lin Zekai pointed to another young man with a smile. This man Peng Bo has heard many times in later generations. He is the largest charterer in Hong Kong and the grandson of the shipping king. He can earn tens of billions every year just by collecting rent.
, so many people say that he is more powerful than Lin Yicheng and can be called the youngest charterer.
"He Qigang..." Not to mention this, everyone in Xiangjiang and mainland China knows about the He family.
"Finally, let me introduce you to a child." Speaking of the last person, he is also the most temperamental, the youngest, and the most handsome among these people.
"Tang Jiacheng..."
Oh, during the financial crisis the year before last, he did the opposite and asked his mother to buy a large amount of Lin Yicheng's stock. In less than 3 months, the stock price rose by 40, and he helped his mother earn more than 1 RMB in a short period of time.
Yi, he was only 17 years old at that time and was still a minor.
Of course, his mother is also a celebrity, the producer of Farewell My Concubine!
"Hello, we have the opportunity to communicate more..." Peng Bo smiled and shook hands with them. These people were all about the same age as him, except Lin Zekai, who was in his early thirties.
The group of people walked together. Outside the airport, the front glass of Lin Zekai's Toyota Ary RV was covered with parking passes for various clubs, including the Jockey Club, Shenwan Yacht Club, Royal Golf Club, etc., no less than 10 of them.
Followed by a convoy of several luxury cars, such a high profile made Peng Bo frown slightly.
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"Are you a little unhappy?" Yang Shoucheng and He Wenxi said goodbye to everyone and walked out of the airport from the other side. Yang Lan, Gao Siwen and others could only leave lonely.
He Wenxi adjusted his clothes and seemed to sigh, "I'm not unhappy, but not everyone can call me brother-in-law with Mr. Bang..."
Yang Shoucheng looked at her with a strange expression, "There will be another chance later, so I'll leave first..."
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He Wenxi also got in the car. From a distance, she saw Peng Bo and his party, but to her surprise, Peng Bo did not get into Lin Zekai's car. Lin Zekai seemed to understand, and he personally escorted Peng Bo.
Bo walked to another car.
Whose car is this?
Seeing the car number, He Wenxi immediately understood. She already knew this man. He was an old man with gray hair. Everyone in Xiangjiang knew it...