Back at the hotel, Lu Feng sat in the restaurant, looking at Butler Wang with a standard smile on his face. He couldn't eat, because all he could think about was the man's expression.
Every era has its own wounds, which are those who have low knowledge but are extremely eager to get everything they want through a simple thing.
It's like beating a drum to pass flowers, except that these things pass fried eggs, which will eventually explode in a person's hand.
Everyone has their own needs throughout life, and when they don't get what they want, they start to make demands for things they don't have. These qigong masters all use the banners of curing diseases, longevity, wealth, social status, etc.
In fact, from a glance, it is enough to see that people in this era are full of all kinds of desires. They are struggling in the tide of the times. Those who can stand on the tide are only a few people, and the rest are all swept away.
submerged.
The operations of these masters have the shadow of various micro-loan techniques of later generations, promising all kinds of illusory things, stimulating the desires deep in people's hearts, constantly hinting at you, and then allowing you to pay with peace of mind in an instant.
But he also understands the essence of marketing!
Lu Feng smiled mockingly to himself. He is not averse to capital. He has been in business for two generations and has already understood a truth. Capital is easy to manage, but people's hearts are difficult to manage. Capitalists' hearts are even harder to manage. Once it spreads, it will be a disaster.
.
"Please taste the foie gras, this is us..."
A waiter with exquisite makeup next to him saw that Lu Feng didn't do anything. While introducing the food, he cut the food and put it on the plate in front of Lu Feng.
"You guys get out!"
Butler Wang came over and said, "Is there anything wrong with what we did? You can give us your opinion and we will make improvements right away."
"I just want some peace and quiet!"
"Okay!" Butler Wang waved his hand to everyone, and they walked out.
Lu Feng sat alone in the large room eating, feeling quite emotional. He thought a lot, but felt that it was useless to think so much. When he returned to the room, he did not turn on the light.
A person sat quietly in a dark room, and the lights of the city outside the window were already starting to light up.
"How pretentious!"
Lu Feng sneered and reached out to turn on the light.
Everyone will have this kind of moment, when he is touched by something, and for a moment the whole person falls into silence, and begins to sigh about life. After a long sigh, there is a burst of emptiness.
The difference is that poor people have no one to speak to, and even if they speak, they will be laughed at and scolded for being hypocritical. Lu Feng is different. He can call many people, and no one will speak against him. Instead, he will feel the same way.
status.
Only when you have money can people empathize with you!
.............
The matter of Lu Feng's disappearance continues to ferment, and the matter has developed to the point where it is today. Not to mention outsiders, even people in the circle cannot clearly see the fog.
The three words "Weipuda" have always been accompanied by controversy, and there is no lack of topicality. Under the night, major newspapers are busy arranging tomorrow's news. When selecting news types, many newspapers include Jiafeng Electronics.
Put it on the front page.
Moreover, the banks that Jiafeng Electronics contacted were flooded with various interview calls. After Zhuang Yuntian learned the news, he was so frightened that he could not even eat. He called Lu Feng several times but no one answered.
Then he called the company's commercial office, but because there were too many calls for interviews, he couldn't get through. It was only at this moment that Zhuang Yuntian, who was in Xiangjiang, understood what it meant to live like a year.
If the 50 million was really wasted, he would not be able to jump off the building in time. In desperation, he even called Huang Youwei's office.
Lu Feng's move triggered a chain reaction among all parties. Under the same night, everyone's thoughts and states were different. Only Lu Feng was fast asleep.
Tonight, another grand dinner is being held on the fourth floor of the Golden Palace. This is the flowing water banquet. Every day, various bosses change glasses here and toast countless times under the bright lights.
Jianjian was wearing an off-the-shoulder evening dress, holding a wine glass in her hand as she searched for her target. Over the past few days, many bosses had approached them, but when it came to financial-related issues, their expressions immediately changed.
His eyes wandered from boss to boss, and he found a familiar person in the crowd, Mr. Yang!
The pointed golden lotus walked away. Halfway there, an ugly, short, bald man stared at her with glowing eyes. He reached out and grabbed her slender arm and said, "Beauty, have a drink!"
"Hello!" Jianjian looked at him and touched the quilt in his hand.
"How much does it cost you?" The man took a sip of the red wine in the glass and said straightforwardly.
Jianjian frowned slightly when she heard such explicit words. Although she was also in the flesh business, she always felt that she was a good and famous lady, and all she interacted with were bosses.
Especially when she was staying with Lu Feng recently, she was really disgusted with this kind of ugly, frustrated, and rustic man, and she couldn't continue to act even if he was just acting on occasion.
"Please respect me." Jianjian shook off his hand and walked away.
After being rejected, the man looked a little angry and cursed. He turned his eyes and saw another girl. He smiled and staggered over with a bit of drunkenness.
"Mr. Yang, are you drinking alone here?" Jianjian walked to the bar and sat down, asking with a smile.
"Who are you?" Mr. Yang looked at Jianjian, his body smelling of alcohol.
"You came here the day before yesterday to attend the banquet hosted by Mr. Zhao. You had a great time chatting with me that day!"
"I forgot, there were so many people coming and going, how could I remember." He simply said directly: "I don't have the heart to play with you, and I don't have the money to play with you."
"It's so vulgar to ask for money. I like to talk about love." Jianjian touched the cup and said, "Drink one."
Mr. Yang was slightly surprised. After all, how many women in a place like this don't talk about money?
Yuanyuan and Qianqian saw that she had met Mr. Yang again, and hurriedly came over. The three beauties accompanied them, and the atmosphere was warm, but Mr. Yang always seemed worried.
"If you have anything on your mind, you can tell us. It will make you feel better if you tell us."
"Yes, did you have a quarrel with your wife?"
"My wife and I haven't seen each other for almost two years. If it's something between me and her, it would be easier to talk about." Mr. Yang sighed, unable to hold back the words in his heart anymore, and with the help of alcohol, he
Said: "Come out of the cave."
"A hole? What hole?"
"The financial hole is a big hole of 700,000 yuan. This quarter will be over soon. We can't hide it!" Mr. Yang covered his face with his hands in worry. He misappropriated 1 million from the company at the beginning of the year and used it to do a job for a friend.
The bridge was promised for fifteen days, but it turned out that it had been two or three months, and there was still 700,000 that had not been repaid.
Short of money?
The three girls Qianqian looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
"For a boss like you, seven hundred thousand is not a small amount of money, right?"
"I have 700,000, but I don't have cash. My car, house, and shares can't be cashed out for a while!" Mr. Yang became more and more worried as he talked, and he drank the wine in one gulp.
Although everyone in the circle has money, not everyone can borrow 700,000 yuan. As for the mortgage loan, what he is most afraid of now is that his friend will not pay him back the money, and he will have nothing in the end.
"Mr. Yang, I have a way to make money. It depends on whether you are willing to do it. I told you before." Yuanyuan said.
"What method?"
"I have a friend who invests in Goldman Sachs. He has first-hand trading information and can make sure profits without losing money."
When Mr. Yang heard this, he immediately remembered that there were many girls here, dangling around in a dazzling way, all of them were vases, but Yuanyuan was the only one that he remembered vividly, the girl who understood finance.
"Is there any business in finance that is sure to make a profit without losing any money?" Mr. Yang asked suspiciously.
"You can give it a try. The three of us have been investing. Let me tell you the truth. After I recruit you, you will give us 0.5% of your income."
“How much is the stable income?”
"Fifteen percent, but they want to charge 5%, and then give us 0.5%."
When Mr. Yang heard such a high handling fee, he believed it in his heart. After all, it was a high profit. There is no free lunch in this world. He is a businessman and is more willing to trust others to work for profit.
After thinking about it for a while, he decided to give it a try, and he was already forced to this point.
"Then where is this person?"
"I'll take you to see him tomorrow."
The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, the sky was slightly bright, and there were a few pedestrians scattered on the street. Yuanyuan got out of the taxi and jogged all the way into the Sheraton Hotel.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The rapid knocking on the door completely woke up Lu Feng, who was about to wake up. He sat up and said unhappily: "Who is it?"
"It's me, Yuanyuan!"
Lu Feng casually took his pants and put them on, walked to the door, opened the door and saw an anxious Yuanyuan, and asked, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"
"Someone invested money!" Yuanyuan said excitedly: "It's a rich boss, he seems to be the general manager of some company."
"Really?" Lu Feng opened his confused eyes, stepped aside from the body facing the door, let her in, and asked, "Did we meet at Marshal Xu's Golden Palace?"
"Yes, there was a banquet last night, Mr. Yang..."
Yuanyuan told the story exactly. Of course, she would not tell Lu Feng that she was taken advantage of by those bosses when she was in the Golden Palace. Instead, she would talk about how she had learned about finance in the past few days and had done enough homework.
Show a positive attitude.
That sentence is really good. If a girl working in finance is wandering around in the world, she is definitely degenerate. But a young lady who still works hard to study finance while picking up customers is very inspiring.
While Yuanyuan was talking about her hard work, she also insulted Jianjian and Qianqian in her words. She threw herself into the arms of the boss when she saw him, and played games with a few old men, which made people think.
Lian Lian.
Lu Feng naturally understood the meaning of her words, so he didn't say anything more, as long as he was sure that she was someone from Dashuai Xu's circle.
"How much to invest?"
"I'm not sure. He didn't seem to believe it very much. He probably didn't vote enough the first time."
"It's okay, it's a good start."
After Lu Feng agreed on a time and place with her, he sent Yuanyuan away and started to pack up and change clothes. After waiting here for a few days, it was finally his turn to perform.