"Did I do something wrong??" Feng Zhiyao shouted at Zhenkun, who had walked to the door.
Zhenkun turned around and closed the door behind him. He looked at Feng Zhiyao and said, "I don't blame you. You've always been the Feng family's darling. You've never been given anything. Zhiyao, grow up quickly. This world isn't what you see it to be."
Zhenkun opened the door and left. Feng Zhiyao sat there feeling wronged, tears welling up in his eyes. He had been working very hard for so long, but he always felt that his efforts were like punching cotton, unable to satisfy everyone.
"What's wrong with me? I did just fine. All I did was say a few words. Can't I even say a few words?"
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Lu Feng had a good talk with Merrill Lynch investors, but they still felt the valuation was too high and were not optimistic about the domestic market. They also felt that Jiafeng Electronics did not have a technological advantage compared to other giants internationally.
At noon, the two sides went out for lunch and ordered two bottles of red wine. During the meal, as they toasted each other, Lu Feng looked at the people across from him and said to the investor named Enli, "Actually, we understand the high valuation. There are reasons for raising funds at such a high valuation."
“Reason?” Enli sensed something was off and asked, “What reason? Please explain.”
"Actually, it's just like playing the stock market. Our plan is highly feasible. I understand the financing rules of Wall Street. When the giants come, the dwarves go out. But I'm not going to take advantage of Merrill Lynch. I'm going to take advantage of someone else. Do you understand?" Lu Feng explained.
Enli had been on Wall Street for over a decade and had seen all sorts of tricks. He understood immediately, smiled, raised his glass, and said, "I am willing to lend Mr. Lu a hand. I have completed the task assigned to me by my superiors."
"Do you know what to do?" Lu Feng asked, clinking his glass together.
“I know!” Enli leaned forward and whispered in Lu Feng’s ear, “It’s the same principle as the stock market. We rate and price to lure retail investors in. You just want recognition, right? As long as we don’t invest, we approve of your valuation and have a very strong desire to invest.”
"It's so nice chatting with elites like you," Lu Feng said, raising his glass. "Cheers, everyone!"
Although Wang Yuanhe and the other two were still a bit confused, they were happy to see President Lu so happy. They had been there for so long, wandering around like headless flies, and it had been a long time since they had been this happy.
After lunch, Enli had to go back to make arrangements, and Lu Feng didn't say much before they said their goodbyes.
Back at the hotel, Lu Feng was in a good mood. He arranged for Wang Yuanhe and a few others to contact people back home to inquire about the status of the registered associations and companies and how many people had infiltrated them.
Taking a rare moment of leisure in the afternoon, Lu Feng sat in a coffee shop, sipping his coffee and pondering whether there might be anything he hadn't anticipated about this matter.
Elmi stepped in. She had gone back to her room to sleep and had just woken up to take a shower. She wanted to come down for a cup of coffee, but she didn't expect to see Lu Feng as soon as she entered the door.
Their eyes met, and it was quite awkward.
"Hi!" Lu Feng waved to her with a smile.
"vomit!"
Elmi was still feeling a bit nauseous, but she forced herself to walk over and said, "The board has approved it. You need to call back home as soon as it's light and restore everything to us."
"Okay! When will the contract be signed?" Lu Feng asked her.
"Anytime is fine, but the headquarters needs to draft the corresponding contract. It should be fine within a month, don't worry. If the contract can't be signed after a month, you can just hold onto it; it's all in your hands anyway," Elmi said in a deep voice.
"Sure, I trust your sincerity. What would you like to drink? Let the waiter come and order." Lu Feng said politely, "It's on me!"
“I can see you can’t drink anything.” Elmi stood up and walked to the bar, ordered two cups of coffee and some desserts, and asked them to bring them to her room.
In the evening, Lu Feng first called Wei Yandan to inquire about the company's recent situation. Then he asked her to withdraw the seizure of Nokia, but the warehouse must be managed by our people. Apart from the goods in the display cases, no more goods were allowed to be moved out, to prevent them from secretly transferring all the goods out during the month.
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