Back in the office, Lu Feng didn't want to stay, so he simply went back to his room to sleep.
The news broke in the afternoon and instantly set the entire London business community ablaze. Profits of tens of billions of pounds were simply astounding. No other company in Europe could match this level of revenue. Rumors had been circulating about Jiafeng's daily profits, with various speculations reaching hundreds of millions. Now that the news has been released, many people are skeptical.
All sorts of people called; some questioned the data, others wanted to discuss cooperation, and all sorts of shady characters came at once.
When interviewed by reporters, Manager Li spoke with arrogance, not only belittling Beko but also commenting on large European companies, which made the reporters frown.
The news spread like wildfire, and even Elmy, who had not yet integrated into the London business world, heard about it and asked around to find out if it was true.
No one can really explain what's going on with Jiafeng. Some say it's not profitable, but there are Jiafeng agents everywhere in the neighborhood. Those agents are like bees buzzing around your ears, and the phrase they say most often is "Let's be friends." In the past month, many people have avoided the words "Let's be friends" ever since.
Jiafeng's profit and cost have always been a mystery. Some people have disassembled Jiafeng's products and estimated the profit margin to be 180%, while others have estimated it to be 400%.
The truth was hard to discern, leaving Elmi unable to tell whether Lu Feng had truly made it big or was just bluffing. Moreover, Elmi knew a thing or two about Lu Feng; sometimes, you could only believe three or five out of ten things he said.
The news spread quickly, and by evening he had already gone to Wall Street. It was 9 p.m. in the United States. Lambert had just finished dancing at the dinner party and seemed to be in a very good mood. The dinner party was attended by investment tycoons, including Soros, Buffett, Bill Gates, and many others.
I had barely sat down and caught my breath when my assistant quietly approached and whispered, "There's some news, not urgent, but it's related to Jiafeng Group."
"explain!"
"A few hours ago, Jiafeng Group's UK branch announced that its net profit had reached 10 billion pounds!" the assistant whispered.
"What?" Lambert turned to look at his assistant in surprise, a smile playing on his lips, and asked, "How much?"
"Ten billion pounds!"
"Oh my god! Pfft, hahaha!" Lambert couldn't help but laugh, briefly explaining the situation, and the people opposite him all laughed as well.
"That's a joke. I thought he was out of options and started talking nonsense," Lambert said with a laugh.
"You're still paying attention to this company? It's obvious you really like it!" Soros couldn't help but say.
“I can’t ignore this company. Mr. Lu is a very interesting CEO. I don’t care about anyone else, I have to keep an eye on it. Sometimes I’m afraid that if I’m not careful, this company will rise at an abnormal speed.” Lambert briefly recounted what Lu Feng had been doing in Europe recently.
"Isn't this kind of business model illegal?" one of the investors said.
“It’s not exactly illegal, but it’s definitely not a clean method either, so he’s in a lot of pain right now. He must have made a lot of money, but he can’t take it with him.” Lambert’s smile was tinged with mockery. He paused for a moment and then said seriously, “But when it comes to making money, he’s definitely the most impressive person I’ve ever met.”
This is a really high evaluation. Some people who didn't know Lu Feng were surprised and curious about the background of this young man and how he could be so powerful.
"It's just about making some money. He invested a lot of money in communications and integrated circuits, but there's still no news. Given Schroders's nature, there's probably no follow-up." Soros clearly knew Schroders very well and said, "Those people are like a bunch of tigers with fake teeth. They look scary, but they don't dare to move."
This remark caused a burst of laughter in the room. In their eyes, the financial confrontation in Europe was indeed like this: they wanted to fight back, but they didn't dare to really break off relations. They would do some small tricks behind the scenes. As soon as they left the financial sphere, the bigwigs at the top would talk about it at an international conference, and they would immediately be too scared to do anything.
"They're on defense! Defense, after all!" Soros said jokingly.
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