Return To 1990

Chapter 539

Of course, Feng Zhiyao himself. His father loves his little son and prefers himself. There are three brothers and three mothers behind them. Both the eldest brother and the second brother have their own careers.

Only he has just graduated and has no place to stand. As for Mr. Feng, he is old and has to live in a 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 meat. He also knows that the son of a rich family is not so easy to be, let alone Feng Zhiyao is still a character who dare not fall behind others.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, late at night, sister Yue returned to the small foreign building full of wine, poured herself a glass of water, and sat there with all Lu Feng's words in her mind.

This matter lingered in her mind. The house was rented and the car was also a water tanker. She didn't have much money in her hand. She just went out to dress up well and had enough aura, giving people the feeling of a rich wife.

The phone on the table rang. Sister Yue answered the phone and said, "who is it in the middle of the night?"

"I'll go to your place tonight." a heavy man's voice came from the other end of the phone, as if he was drunk. "Clean up your bed and wait!"

"I have something to tell you. Have you been drinking?" sister Yue asked.

"Just finished, don't ask so much." then he hung up the phone.

Sister Yue stood up and began to change clothes. Half an hour later, a car stopped at the door. A pudgy man came down. He was in his forties, with a bad nose and a big stomach. He looked a little ugly. He opened the door and went upstairs.

After more than ten minutes, it was almost a little faster. Sister Yue leaned against the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, pushed it towards the man next to her, and said coquettishly, "Mr. Zhao, don't sleep. I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter tomorrow? Turn off the lights and go to bed." Mr. Zhao said impatiently.

"You'll leave early tomorrow morning. I met a man today. He's the boss from the south. He asked President Xiao out and found many younger sisters. How difficult it is to ask for an account now. He has 21 million accounts in his hand, which can be converted into steel. He is willing to ask for three million less."

"Oh, did you listen to others?"

"Listen, there are many accounts now. Don't listen. The wind is the rain. What unit is that? We can't move blindly. If there is a little wind and grass, we'll go in. Understand? Don't join in blindly and sleep!" president Zhao scolded.

"Don't sleep. I haven't caught anything after I've been with you for so long. Anyway, you also cooperate with Beigang. His money has become a public to public account, which has nothing to do with us. We didn't break any rules, and we got a share in the middle!" sister Yue took him by the arm and said, "what can I rely on you?"

"Oh, you don't like it? You don't want to pull it down. Don't disturb my sleep!" Zhao was a little angry. He turned over and wrapped his quilt and went on sleeping.

Sister Yue sighed and knew that she should have said more than ten minutes ago. He must have promised. Shit, it's a mistake!

The next morning, Mr. Zhao obediently agreed to come down, and it was up to him.

At nine o'clock in the morning, after washing, Lu Feng looked at the time, picked up his business card and called sister Yue.

"Who?" sister Yue's voice was somewhat artificial.

"Sister Yue, it's me. I went to the wrong box yesterday. Didn't I call you in the morning?" Lu Feng asked.

Hearing that it was Lu Feng on the other end of the phone, his voice quickly got serious and said, "I've already asked someone for this matter. It's not easy to do. Can you make it a little more?"

"Sister Yue, I really can't make any more concessions. There's a lot of three million yuan. I've lost money in this deal, and now I'm doing it at a loss of capital." Lu Feng began to vomit bitterness, but didn't say too much. He just said that if things were done, I could give sister Yue a big red envelope of 100000 or 200000.

"We are also destined for each other. My sister helped you with this. Let's go out for dinner tonight. Take the account with you, OK?"

"No problem, it's my treat!"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng whispered that there was a play. He took out the contract and met Feng Zhiyao as soon as he went out.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing?" Feng Zhiyao asked.

"Get a fake contract. Stay in the house and I'll deal with it." Lu Feng waved his hand.

Fraud?

You have to study hard!

"I'll go too!" Feng Zhiyao hurried up.

He found a printing shop in the city. Lu Feng made another three million yuan according to the contract and put a fake seal on it. If it is a serious transaction, it is contract fraud.

The key is that Lu Feng is crushed to death. Sister Yue doesn't dare to do anything. The people behind him don't dare to say anything. 18 million goods and 18 million money are a lot of cents.

After finishing these, he found a bag to pack them. Feng Zhiyao looked at him so carefully and said, "brother Feng, just take it back. There's no need to do this."

"A lot of things are lost in details. We should be safe." Lu Feng picked up the bag and took a car back.

Just after returning to the hotel, President Hao waited in the lobby. Seeing Lu Feng again, he was very excited. When he came, he found that both of them were gone. President Hao immediately raised his heart to his throat.

I was wondering, these two grandchildren won't run away, will they?

"Where have you been?" President Hao greeted him, stared at the bag in Lu Feng's hand and asked, "what is it?"

"I went out to buy some pairs of socks and forgot to bring them when I came." Lu Feng asked with a smile, "was Xiao satisfied last night?"

"Satisfied, when will you get the money?" Mr. Hao asked.

"I came back last night and called all night. No problem. I'm already leaving the bank. President Hao, you've really helped me a lot." Lu Feng was very excited and took his hand and said, "go to the south when you have time. I'll treat you grandly. Don't worry!"

"Let me tell you something." President Hao took Lu Feng aside and whispered, "well, your account was originally from the real estate company, so the back account is still from the real estate company. After the money comes, you call me. Brother, I'm also a little capable. It's no problem to save you more than 100000 or 200000."

"Really?" Lu Feng looked at him and said hurriedly, "brother, you are so kind to me. Think of a way to save me money. I'll take out half of the money. Thank you, brother."

"They are all a family and don't speak two words." President Hao had prepared several sets of words. He didn't expect Lu Feng to believe so easily. He secretly thought that young people are good at fooling. They have no social experience and are easy to trust others.

After being polite for a while, we had a meal together at noon. President Hao was so conspicuous that he took out his things at the dinner table. Lu Feng looked at him and nodded.

Finally, he talked about his experience. It was like a piece of white paper. He graduated from Nanjing University and had some money at home. After graduation, he joined an uncle's company for two years, and then opened his own factory.

However, there is no less about feelings. I fall in love in college because I chase my girlfriend, fight with people in the student union, and describe my college life very truly, with a nose and eyes.

Feng Zhiyao sat aside and could only sigh in his heart. Lu Feng's ability to talk nonsense without leakage really can't come. The key is that he still said very details. If he didn't know who he was, he would definitely believe it.

"I saw it at the first sight. You're a man with a lot of energy and simplicity!" President Hao smashed his mouth, as if he recalled his school days. His school days stopped in the fourth grade. At that time, he was also very simple.

The two talked well. Before leaving, Lu Feng saw that he was still staring at his bag and said, "President Hao, why don't you take it and wear it?"

"No, no!"

"Not much money, pure cotton socks. I think the quality is OK. I bought a few more pairs, and I'll get you some." Lu Feng said and was about to untie the bag.

President Hao waved and went out.

"What if he wants it?" Feng Zhiyao asked aside.

"If he wants, I'll take a look. If he takes it wrong, go back to the sock store and take it again!" Lu Feng said casually to Feng Zhiyao with his bag. "The more important things are, the more unimportant they are. People's hearts have to guess. The key is to show nature. If you have something wrong, the other party will see it immediately."

"I still need acting!"

"Acting is too much in life. When you meet people you hate, you have to learn to laugh. On occasions that make you uncomfortable, those festivals that don't need greetings at all." Lu Feng entered the elevator and looked at Feng Zhiyao and said, "we are all actors in life."

In the evening, at Howard Johnson Hotel in Jindi, Lu Feng looked at the time and was just about to make a phone call. The private room door was pushed open by the waiter. Sister Yue was still dressed very nobly.

"Hello, sister Yue!" Lu Feng stood up politely.

President Zhao came in. When Lu Feng saw his appearance, he secretly thought that men still have to have money and power. Without these two kinds of people like president Zhao, there is basically no hope in life.

"This is Mr. Zhao," sister Yue said.

"Hello!" Lu Feng stretched out his hand.

President Zhao shook his hand, looked at Lu Feng, and looked at sister Yue around him. He always felt powerless and didn't say anything. He sat down.

"Beigang owes you money?" Mr. Zhao asked directly.

"Yes, I can't support my factory. I came to ask for accounts. I didn't expect it to be so difficult." Lu Feng sat down and said.

"Do you have that bill?"

"Here, two." Lu Feng took out the contract, handed it over and said, "a total of 21 million."

"How can I return two? No consolidated accounts?"

"Well, the 18 million in front is the TV set ordered by two enterprises from me. The one cashed the account here, and the 3 million in the back was added later. I don't know how they did it," Lu Feng explained.

"Is there no problem with the contract?" sister Yue asked.

"There's no problem with the contract. It's the contract of Beigang. Leave it to me. I'll tell you, it's hard to get the account now. Even if it's moved to the account of Shenfei, it may be a dead account. I'll give you 18 million."

"Thank you, thank you so much." Lu Feng turned to the waiter and said, "serve the wine first. I'll give president Zhao a toast."

Mr. Zhao looked at the company written above, Jiafeng electronics, and thought about it. 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 Mou in China. What else can there be?"