Cheng Huimin always thought that Lin Lairong was just a trader, but he didn't expect that she would actually start to get involved in manufacturing. This is unimaginable in the minds of people in Hunan and Hong Kong.

The idea of ​​people in Hunan and Hong Kong is to make quick money and daydream of getting rich overnight.

"By the way, Mr. Lin! I heard that your Rongrong has made the trade business that we were about to give up quite prosperous. Is that true?"

When Cheng Huimin asked this, Lin Juchuang's face lit up: "Xiaocheng! Although you are twenty years younger than me, I have never treated you as an outsider. To be honest, Rongrong's Juchuang Trading now has more assets than Juchuang's main business, Juchuang Real Estate. I really didn't expect it."

Cheng Huimin was shocked: "Really?"

Juchuang Real Estate has developed well in the past two years. Its assets have now exceeded 10 billion yuan, and it has firmly established itself as the second-tier leader in the Xianggang real estate industry.

If the assets of Juchuang Trading exceed those of Juchuang Real Estate, the two companies can become one of the first-class enterprises in Hunan and Hong Kong if they merge.

"I didn't expect that when I asked her to run Juchuang Trading, Juchuang was ready to shift all its energy to real estate, but Rongrong gave us a miracle."

"So how did she do it?"

"I helped Xiao Wan's company get some of the things he needed from overseas. Trust built between us, and I got the overseas agency rights for Xiao Wan Group's products. The overseas sales of these products alone have earned us tens of billions of yuan. Xiao Wan is an amazing person. You won't lose anything by contacting him more often."

Lin Juchuang also recounted Wan Feng's story of buying footballs in Xianggang and trading stocks in Russian screws.

However, he didn't know how much Wan Feng had earned from trading Russian screw stocks, because Lin Lairong didn't know either.

But it is certain that Wan Feng made astonishing profits from Russian screws because his bank account in Xianggang received astonishing amounts of money in those days.

This conversation with Lin Juchuang greatly changed Cheng Huimin's mind. After drinking tea with Lin Juchuang and returning home, he almost stayed up all night. He felt that Wan Feng was someone he could sincerely cooperate with.

In fact, he is not the kind of person who clings to rigid ideas. He feels that he can do something too.

The next morning, he called Lin Lairong and said he wanted to talk to Wan Feng.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Cheng Huimin met Wan Feng in the breakfast room of Juchuang Hotel.

Cheng Huimin was a little surprised when he saw Wan Feng. Wan Feng looked tired as if he had not slept all night.

"Brother Xiao Wan! What are you doing..."

Wan Feng waved his hand, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of coffee.

This thing is so fucking awful: "Give me a cup of milk tea instead, what the hell is this."

Shi Cong changed a cup of milk tea for Wan Feng.

"Don't mention it. I didn't sleep all night."

"It's okay for young people to have fun, but they must take care of their bodies. I was just like you when I was young, alas!"

Wan Feng, who was originally mentally exhausted, immediately became energetic: "A blank shot!"

Cheng Huimin was depressed.

"Brother Cheng! Since you called me brother just now, then I will call you brother. It's not what you think. Something happened to us last night and one of my brothers was injured."

"What? Your men are injured? Tell me."

Wan Feng recounted to Cheng Huimin what he had learned from Guo Xianrong.

Cheng Huimin frowned and thought for a while before asking, "Do you know who did it?"

Wan Feng shook his head.

"Do you have enemies in Xianggang?"

"I predict it is related to Yuehui." Wan Feng recounted what happened when Luo Lie came to see Yuehui yesterday.

"Luo Lie?" Cheng Huimin scratched his head.

Of course, Luo Liecheng Huimin is familiar to him. He is an actor of almost the same generation as him, and he cannot be more familiar with him.

"Well, how about I try to make it work for you guys?"

"What's there to negotiate? He injured my people. Does he have the money to pay?"

"Brother Xiao Wan! How about doing this for my sake?"

Wan Feng pretended to think for a minute and nodded: "Since Brother Cheng said so, I have to give him this favor."

Cheng Huimin took out his mobile phone on the spot and asked someone to arrange the meeting.

The arrangement was completed in a few minutes.

"Brother Cheng! What's the urgent matter that brings you to see me so early in the morning?"

"Brother! That Xianggang Real Estate thing you mentioned yesterday is a year away anyway. I want to start a business this year. I'm already over 50, and I won't be in the entertainment industry for long. It's time to make plans early."

What Cheng Huimin said makes sense. It will take another year and a half for Xianggang Real Estate to be halved. Wouldn't this be a waste of a year and a half to improve its reputation?

"If Brother Cheng wants to do real estate, I don't have many resources in Xianggang, but I do have a lot of land in Shenzhen. Why don't you buy a blueprint and I'll transfer a piece of land to you to build a building."

"Brother! I want to develop in the manufacturing industry."

Cheng Huimin's words were beyond Wan Feng's expectations: "Brother Cheng! You want to get involved in manufacturing? Did I hear correctly?"

"It's true. I want to make something. Brother, you have a project and I want your advice."

What's wrong with their brains? People from Hunan and Hong Kong are going into manufacturing!

With their eagerness for quick success and instant benefits, they can't do this.

"Brother Cheng! Let me tell you the truth. Manufacturing is a slow-moving industry. A project might take two or three years to recoup its investment. And even when it does, it won't be as lucrative as real estate or finance. Maybe the first-year profit from your startup won't be as much as your salary from a movie. Have you considered this?"

"Brother! I know what you said is right. I also do some red wine business in Xianggang, so I have no worries about food and clothing. I have a child who is a bit useless. I want to find him a proper career and make him a decent person."

Cheng Huimin's son Wan Feng also knew about it. In his previous life, he married a small mainland star, but because his career was not going well, the woman filed for divorce and there were many bloody plots over the custody of the child.

But Cheng Huimin's son is only about thirteen or fourteen years old now. Isn't it a bit early to prepare for these things?

"Brother Cheng! Your son doesn't seem to be very old. We have to wait until he finishes his studies. It's a bit early to design now."

"I want to lay a solid foundation for him now while I'm still able to. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether I'll still be around in ten years."

Wan Feng nodded, which made sense.

"I'm planning to set up a mobile phone processing factory. If you're interested, I can let you do it. Please consider it."

Huaguang Mobile has a factory in Beiliao that supplies the north and the capital of Beihe, and Shanghai also supplies central China. On the contrary, it is unscientific that the southeastern coastal area, where the economy is developing fastest, has no processing enterprises.

Following the completion of the Shenzhen Buji Research Building, Wan Feng is planning to open a mobile phone and computer processing company in Shenzhen.

If Cheng Huimin is interested, Wan Feng doesn't mind transferring the work to him and just making a profit from the processing fee.