A dozen minutes later, General Manager Yang left. Lu Feng looked at Yuanyuan and the other two and said, "Thank you. We finally signed a deal. It's a very good start."
"Then we........."
"Once we generate profits tomorrow, we will distribute them to you as soon as possible."
"This Mr. Yang is really something. He looks quite rich, but I didn't expect him to be so poor!"
"Yeah, I thought I could invest a few million or ten million."
The three muttered with obvious disdain. Lu Feng glanced at them, smiled without saying a word, and thought to himself, "Millions or tens of millions? They really don't value money!"
.........
When General Manager Yang returned to the freight yard, it was almost noon. As soon as he entered the office, he saw seven or eight people sitting there, all of whom were old acquaintances.
"Old Yang, what's wrong?"
"Did you drink too much last night? Come on, let's go out and have some more?"
"How about the Golden Palace tonight?"
"I heard that Boss He is treating tonight. Damn, he can afford it, but I can't. Those sluts inside are really expensive!"
"It'll ruin your health too."
Hahahaha!
"Money doesn't matter. How could I possibly lose out by following Boss Xu?"
Yang Tianchi watched these people laughing and joking, but he couldn't cheer up. These people either had business connections with President Xu or were general managers in President Xu's companies; they were all on the same level.
Someone noticed that General Manager Yang was in a bad mood and asked, "What's wrong?"
"There's been a problem with the funds." Yang Tianchi sat down, picked up a cigarette from the coffee table, lit it, took a puff, and said, "That bastard Hongyun doesn't follow the rules."
"Did he steal your money?"
Yang Tianchi nodded, his face scrunched up; it was impossible for him not to be worried.
"How much money did you embezzle? I've never heard you mention it. If the head office's finance department finds out, won't you be in trouble?"
"One million, and I only got three hundred thousand back." Yang Tianchi took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "I just wanted to earn some toll money, but I never expected, damn it, the bridge collapsed."
"Mr. Yang, I've been quite nervous lately too."
My wife manages all my money.
"My father-in-law was in a car accident a while ago, and he spent a lot of money in the hospital."
Looking at these bosses who usually ate and drank and boasted arrogantly when they were in a good mood, Yang Tianchi felt a chill in his heart. He forced a smile and said, "I don't need you. I've found a way out."
What's the way out?
"I know someone on Wall Street who deals in stocks, funds, and foreign exchange; he makes a lot of money," Yang Tianchi said in a low voice.
Which street is Wall Street?
"Wall Street is that street in the US, the financial street, and Goldman Sachs is a company there too."
"The United States? Mr. Yang, you haven't been scammed, have you?"
Yang Tianchi's face grew even more bitter, and several wrinkles appeared on his face. He had walked all the way from the coffee shop, feeling that he had definitely been deceived, but a sliver of hope remained in his heart: that miracles really do exist in this world.
What if?
"I didn't invest much money, just 10,000 yuan. The daily return is 15%. I don't think that person is a scammer," said Mr. Yang, looking up at the crowd.
The crowd stared at him with pity in their eyes. Some wanted to advise him, but after opening their mouths, they felt there was no need to say anything.
"Forget it, let's go for a drink, let's go."
"Come on, it's on me!"
After everyone left, they drove straight to the restaurant. During the meal, everyone subtly criticized Yang Tianchi, saying that he was desperate and had lost his mind, and that he had definitely been swindled out of his money.
Even worse, some, emboldened by alcohol, said on the spot that if they could get the money tomorrow, they would walk down the aisle headfirst.
............
When Lu Feng left in the morning, he instructed the hotel to deliver today's newspaper to his room. Upon returning to his room, he casually tossed the documents onto the table and picked up today's newspaper.
The chairman of Jiafeng Electronics has gone missing in our city and is rumored to owe hundreds of millions of yuan in debt.
Changhong Electronics' formidable rival, Wepda, has lost its chairman, leaving the company with massive debts and forced to mortgage its machinery to survive.
Lu Feng flipped through several reports, his face showing little expression. These reports were rather ordinary and didn't reveal much about Jiafeng Electronics.
Putting down the newspaper, Lu Feng sat in his chair and pondered. With such extensive reporting here, Jiangsu must be in complete uproar.
He originally wanted to call Zhang Fengxia, as such a sudden crisis particularly tests a manager's emergency response capabilities. However, he then thought that if he helped her with everything, when would she ever grow up?
This is a test, and Lu Feng doesn't really care about the damage to the market caused by such widespread reporting. If they can't weather this storm, Jiafeng Electronics will be doomed.
Would a person who is about to die still think about their chronic illness?
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