Feng Zhiyao, of course, is himself. His father loves his younger son and favors him. He has three brothers. Behind him are three mothers. The eldest brother and the second brother have already started their own careers.
Only he has just graduated and has no place to stand. As for Mr. Feng, he is already old and has to stay in the hospital for half a year. No one knows how long he can last.
For Mr. Feng, the palms and backs of his hands are all flesh. He also understands that being the son of a wealthy family is not that easy, not to mention that Feng Zhiyao is a character who does not dare to lag behind others.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, late at night, Sister Yue returned to the small foreign building smelling of alcohol, poured herself a glass of water, and sat there thinking about what Lu Feng had said.
This matter lingered in her mind. This house was rented, and the car was also a water tanker. She didn't have much money in her hands. She only wanted to dress up well and have a strong aura, giving people the impression of a rich lady.
It's just a feeling.
The phone on the table rang. Sister Yue picked up the phone and said, "Who is it? It's in the middle of the night."
"I'll go to your place tonight." A rough man's voice came from the other end of the phone, which seemed to be a bit drunk, and shouted: "Make the bed and wait!"
"I just have something to tell you. Have you been drinking?" Sister Yue asked.
"We just finished playing, don't ask so many questions." After that, he hung up the phone.
Sister Yue stood up and started to change clothes. Half an hour later, a car stopped at the door, and a short, fat man got out. He was in his forties, with rosacea and a big belly. He looked a bit ugly. He pushed away
The door went upstairs.
After another ten minutes, it was almost one o'clock. Sister Yue leaned on the bedside and lit a cigarette. She pushed towards the man next to her and said coquettishly: "Mr. Zhao, please don't sleep. I have something to do."
you say."
"If you have anything to do, tell me tomorrow, turn off the lights and go to bed." Mr. Zhao said impatiently.
"You're leaving early tomorrow morning. I met someone today. He's a boss from the south. He asked Beigang for a bill. I called Mr. Xiao out and found a lot of girls. It's so difficult to get the bill now. He has it in his hands.
There is an account of 21 million that can be exchanged for steel, and he is willing to ask for 3 million less."
"Oh, are you listening to what I'm saying?"
"Listen, there are a lot of bills to pay now. Don't listen to the wind. What kind of unit are we? We can't act blindly. If there is a slight disturbance, then go in. Do you understand? Don't blindly participate and go to sleep!
"Mr. Zhao scolded him twice.
"Don't sleep. I've been following you for so long and I haven't gained anything. Anyway, you guys are cooperating with Beigang. His money has become a public-to-public account and has nothing to do with us personally. We haven't violated any rules.
Get a share of it!" Sister Yue took his arm and said, "What can I rely on you for?"
"Oh, you are not happy? If you are not happy, please don't disturb my sleep!" Mr. Zhao was a little annoyed, turned over and wrapped himself in a quilt and continued to sleep.
Sister Yue sighed, knowing in her heart that she should have said more than ten minutes ago that he would definitely agree. Damn, it was a mistake!
The next morning, Mr. Zhao obediently agreed, and the matter would be taken care of by him.
At nine o'clock in the morning, after washing up, Lu Feng looked at the time, picked up the business card in his hand and called Sister Yue.
"Who is it?" Sister Yue's voice was a bit artificial.
"Sister Yue, it's me. The one who walked into the wrong box yesterday, didn't I say I'd call you in the morning?" Lu Feng asked.
When I heard Lu Feng on the other end of the phone, his voice quickly became serious and he said, "I've already contacted someone about this matter. It's not easy to handle. Can you give me a little more concessions?"
"Sister Yue, I really can't give in anymore. Three million is too much. I've already made a loss on this business, and now I'm doing it at a loss." Lu Feng began to vomit his bitterness, but he didn't say too much.
I'm just saying that if things go through, I can give Sister Yue a big red envelope of 100,000 or 200,000 yuan.
"We are also destined to be together. Sister has helped you with this matter. Let's go out for dinner tonight and you can bring the account with you, okay?"
"No problem, I'll treat you!"
After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng secretly exclaimed that there was something interesting about this matter. He took out the contract and met Feng Zhiyao as soon as he left the house.
"Brother Feng, what are you doing?" Feng Zhiyao asked.
"Make a fake contract. Just stay in the room and I'll take care of it." Lu Feng waved his hand.
Fake?
You have to learn this hard!
"I'll go too!" Feng Zhiyao hurriedly followed.
After finding a printing shop in the city, Lu Feng made another three-million-dollar contract based on the contract and stamped it with a fake seal. If it was a serious transaction, this would be contract fraud.
The key is, Lu Feng pinched him to death, Sister Yue didn't dare to do anything, and the people behind him didn't dare to say anything. Eighteen million dollars worth of goods, eighteen million dollars in money, not even a penny.
After finishing these things, he found a bag to put them in. Feng Zhiyao looked at him so cautiously and said, "Brother Feng, just take it back. There's no need to do this."
"A lot of things are lost in the details. We have to make sure everything is foolproof." Lu Feng picked up the bag, took a taxi and headed back.
As soon as he returned to the hotel, Mr. Hao was waiting in the lobby. He was very excited to see Lu Feng again. When he arrived, he found that both of them were gone. Mr. Hao's heart immediately rose to his throat.
I was thinking, these two grandsons won’t run away, right?
"Where are you going?" Mr. Hao came up to him, stared at the bag in Lu Feng's hand and asked, "What is it?"
"I went out to buy a few pairs of socks, but I forgot to bring them when I came here." Lu Feng changed the topic with a smile and asked: "Were Mr. Xiao satisfied last night?"
"Satisfied, when will your money be received?" Mr. Hao asked.
"I called you when I came back last night. It's no problem. I'm already at the bank. Mr. Hao, you really helped me a lot." Lu Feng excitedly took his hand and said, "I'll go to the south when I have time. I'll give you a grand reception.
Do not worry!"
"Let me tell you something." Mr. Hao pulled Lu Feng aside and said in a low voice: "That's right, your account was originally from the real estate company, so the subsequent accounts are still from the real estate company.
, after the money comes, you can pay it to my account, brother, I am also a bit capable, I can manage the relationship and save you more than ten or two hundred thousand, no problem."
"Really?" Lu Feng looked at him, his eyes gleaming, and said quickly: "Brother, you are so kind to me. You tried your best to save me money. I will give you half of this money. Thank you, brother."
"We are all from the same family, don't talk about two families." Mr. Hao had originally prepared several sets of words, but he didn't expect Lu Feng to believe them so easily. He secretly thought in his heart that young people are easy to fool and have little social experience.
Be trusting of others.
After being polite for a while, we had dinner together at noon. Mr. Hao was a show-off person, so he brought out his own affairs at the dinner table. Lu Feng looked at him and nodded continuously.
Finally, I talked about my own experience. It was just like a blank piece of paper. He graduated from Nanjing University and his family had some money. After graduation, he worked in an uncle's company for two years, and then he opened his own factory.
But there is not much talk about relationships, such as falling in love in college, chasing girlfriends, fighting with people in the student union, and describing my college life in a very real way, with nose and eyes.
Feng Zhiyao sat aside and could only sigh in his heart. Lu Feng's ability to make random nonsense and keep it watertight is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. The key is that he also said it in detail. If he didn't know who he was, he would definitely believe it.
"I can tell at the first sight that you have a lot of energy and simplicity in you!" Mr. Hao smacked his lips, as if recalling his student days. His student days stopped at four.
When I was in grade, I was very innocent at that time.
The two had a good chat. Before leaving, Lu Feng saw that he was still staring at his bag and said, "Mr. Hao, how about you take it and wear it?"
"no, I'm fine!"
"It's not much money, pure cotton socks, I think the quality is good, I bought a few more pairs, I will get you a few pairs." Lu Feng said as he opened the bag.
Mr. Hao waved his hand and walked out.
"What if he wants it?" Feng Zhiyao asked from the side.
"If he wants it, I'll take a look. I took it wrong. Go back to the sock shop and get it again!" Lu Feng held the bag and said casually to Feng Zhiyao: "The more important something is, the more unimportant it is. Things like people's hearts are so important.
When it comes to speculation, the key is to behave naturally. If something is slightly wrong with you, the other party will notice it right away."
“It’s still about acting!”
"There are too many things about acting in life. You have to learn to smile when you meet people you hate, situations that make you uncomfortable, and festivals where there is no need to greet each other." Lu Feng entered the elevator, looked at Feng Zhiyao and said: "
We are all actors in life."
In the evening, at the Gemdale Howard Johnson Hotel, Lu Feng looked at the time and was about to make a phone call to ask. The private room door was pushed open by the waiter. Sister Yue was still dressed very noble.
"Hello, Sister Yue!" Lu Feng stood up and said politely.
Mr. Zhao walked in. When Lu Feng saw his appearance, he secretly thought to himself that men still have to have money and power. For people like Mr. Zhao, without these two things, there is basically no hope in life.
"This is Mr. Zhao." Sister Yue introduced.
"Hello, hello!" Lu Feng extended his hand and said politely.
Mr. Zhao shook hands, looked at Lu Feng, and then glanced at Sister Yue next to him. He felt uncomfortable, so he sat down without saying anything.
"Does Beigang owe you money?" Mr. Zhao asked straight to the point.
"Yes, my factory is about to be exhausted. I came here to ask for the bill. I didn't expect it to be so difficult." Lu Feng sat down and said.
"Do you have that bill?"
"Here are two copies." Lu Feng took out the contract and handed it over, saying: "A total of 21 million."
"Why pay back two copies? No consolidated accounts?"
"That's right. The first 18 million were TV sets ordered by two companies from me. Which company paid their bills to this. The last 3 million were added later. I don't know what they were.
How did you do it?" Lu Feng explained.
"Is there any problem with this contract?" Sister Yue asked.
"There's nothing wrong with the contract. It's Beigang's contract. Leave this matter to me. I'm telling you, it's hard to get the debt now. Even if it's transferred to Shen Fei's account, it might be a dead debt. I'll give it to you.
Eighteen million."
"Thank you, thank you very much." Lu Feng turned to the waiter and said: "Serve the wine first, I'll toast to Mr. Zhao."
Mr. Zhao looked at the company written above, Jiafeng Electronics, and thought about it for a moment. It seemed that Mr. Mou had been talking about it recently, and asked: "Do you know Mr. Mou?"
"Mr. Mou?" Lu Feng thought for a moment and asked, "Which Mr. Mou?"
"There is only one Mr. Mou in the country, who else can there be?"