“Our current situation is to sneak into the village quietly, without firing a shot,” Lu Feng said to him. “As long as we can control Chen’s Capital, that’s fine.”
"Even if the board of directors votes to elect executive directors, the company's assets cannot be cashed out. A lot is invested, but the returns are very small."
“That’s right, so no one is maliciously trying to take control, but it’s in my favor. If I can influence the decision-makers at the investment company, it will be easier for Jiafeng Electronics to obtain funding. It’s not about making money, but about making it easier to use the money. Your dad is helping me so that someone can cover for him.”
Lu Feng bluntly told him, "If one day Jiafeng Electronics goes under and investors' money goes down the drain, and Sun Hung Kai wants to sell its shares, then we can ask Chen's Capital to take over. Do you understand?"
"You can do it like this?" Feng Zhiyao asked in disbelief.
"Better to die for your fellow Daoists than for me!" Lu Feng sighed. There were still some things he didn't say. Lu Feng was the person who knew Jiafeng Electronics' business situation best. If Lu Feng had the finance department make up false financial statements, deceive one company, and let another company take over, the power to decide who would die would be in his hands.
Of course, Mr. Feng is not one to be trifled with; after this incident, he will definitely send his finance team to oversee the matter.
"I suddenly remembered that I was in a hurry when I came here and I didn't bring any money with me. How much money do you have now?" Lu Feng asked, as if he had just remembered.
"Me?" Feng Zhiyao started patting his pockets.
Zhenkun had already arrived and was walking behind when he heard this. He sighed inwardly, realizing he was too late. He couldn't possibly bring himself to tell Feng Zhiyao not to lend him money now.
Feng Zhiyao patted his pocket, pulled out a bunch of loose Hong Kong dollars, and said, "I estimate about two hundred dollars."
"Don't tease me. Just borrow a few tens of millions to use first. Once this is done, I'll calculate the interest for you," Lu Feng said, patting his shoulder.
Feng Zhiyao learned a lot from Lu Feng, the most memorable lesson being: never lend money, not even to your own father.
"Brother Feng, I really don't have any money. I don't own a company, and my family gives me pocket money." Feng Zhiyao said with difficulty.
Zhenkun breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. It seemed that the young master didn't completely trust Lu Feng, and besides, he didn't actually have that much money.
“Go ask your dad, just say you want to invest,” Lu Feng encouraged.
Zhenkun had never seen such a shameless person. His heart was in his throat as he encouraged a child to borrow money from his own father to go out and take risks.
"Brother Feng, let me tell you this, given our relationship," Feng Zhiyao sensed that Lu Feng would definitely press for a loan if he didn't make his position clear, so he said, "I don't want to lend you money. Getting money out of you is too difficult. But don't worry, I'll take care of this for you. I have a brother..."
"Cough cough!!"
Zhenkun coughed twice, walked over and said, "Bring some desserts and fruits from the reception room. If President Lu is hungry, you can have some first. Zhiyao, don't be too stingy when making friends. You may not have a lot of money, but you can still afford small amounts."
Feng Zhiyao and Lu Feng had been through a lot together and were very close. So he didn't stand on ceremony and said to Zhenkun, "Uncle Kun, you don't know, someone who can squeeze money out of Brother Feng must be someone special."
Zhenkun smiled, realizing the two were joking, and said, "You two chat, I'll go first."
Seeing Zhenkun leave, Lu Feng patted him on the shoulder and said irritably, "Can't you learn something from me? I have so many good qualities, can't you see them?"
Feng Zhiyao chuckled; he really hadn't noticed.
"What's going on with your brother? You saw the company's accounts when you left, and there was so little profit. If I took it, that old man in finance would be dead on the spot." Lu Feng asked him, "How about getting some start-up capital?"
“I know a lot of rich young men. They have money, but they can’t let me vouch for them. I can introduce you to them. Once this is done, you can pay them back.” Feng Zhiyao pointed out a way for Lu Feng.
Lu Feng looked him over suspiciously and asked, "No referral fees or commission, right?"
"Brother Feng, do you think I'm that kind of person?" Feng Zhiyao said, both amused and exasperated. "My God, if you're going to introduce me to someone, do you have to go through another layer of bureaucracy?"
"I was just kidding." Lu Feng thought for a moment and said, "Could we meet tonight?"
"Aren't we having dinner at my house tonight?"
Lu Feng had no appetite; he needed to find the funds first, otherwise Su Yourong really couldn't hold on.
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