This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; if it is not seized, it could easily lead to disaster.
......
"Bang bang!"
There was a knock on the door of the private room, and soon a waiter opened the door and brought in a bowl of steaming hot soup.
"Please enjoy your meal, miss!" The waiter bowed slightly.
Chen Feng looked up at him and said coldly, "You can leave now!"
The waiter was taken aback for a moment, then quickly retreated.
Chen Feng picked up the bottle again and poured the wine into his mouth.
"Pat...pat...pat..."
Chen Feng drank his wine while listening to the sound of rain outside the window.
This world is indeed full of wondrous changes. A sudden storm altered the fate of many people, including Chen Feng.
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"Knock knock knock!"
The door to the private room was banged on violently.
"Come in!" Chen Feng said, frowning.
The door opened, and Chen Feng's mother walked in.
"Mom, what brings you here?" Chen Feng asked, puzzled.
"Feng'er, the Yamamoto Group has agreed to cooperate with us!" Chen Feng's mother said with great joy.
"Really?" Chen Feng stood up in surprise, looking incredulous. "He really agreed? How is that possible? This is harder than climbing to heaven! How could he agree so quickly?"
Chen Feng's mother said, "It's true! I never expected you to be able to persuade the Yamamoto Group so quickly, and they even promised to give us all 3 billion next year!"
"Really? That's great!"
"Yes, Feng'er, how did you do that?"
"I don't know either. Anyway, I used some underhanded methods to get them to agree!" Chen Feng replied evasively.
"What exactly are these dishonorable methods?" Chen Feng's mother asked, looking at him with great interest.
"nothing!"
"Refusing to talk?" Chen Feng's mother sneered, "I've already investigated. The Yamamoto Group only agreed to our cooperation this time because of your connections!"
"Me?" Chen Feng looked at his mother in astonishment and said, "Am I that capable?"
"Of course!" Chen Feng's mother smiled. "Our son is so outstanding, of course he'll catch the eye of the Yamamoto Group. As long as they're willing to help us, our Chen Group will be able to overcome the crisis and leap to become the largest enterprise in China!"
"But what if they want to come after us?"
"There's nothing we can do about it. They're the ones who want to cause you trouble," Chen Feng's mother shrugged. "Feng'er, in this world, there are no eternal friends, and certainly no eternal enemies. They're just driven by self-interest!"
Hearing his mother's analysis, Chen Feng's mind suddenly cleared, and he sighed inwardly, "It seems I need to find some time to meet with Yamamoto Isoroku of the Yamamoto Group!"
The Yamamoto Foundation is headquartered in Yamamoto Prefecture, a city in South China Province.
The headquarters of the Yamamoto Group is a luxurious mansion covering a vast area, accounting for about 40% of the various industries under the Yamamoto Group. It is a very large business empire, and behind this business empire is the power of Yamamoto Isoroku. Yamamoto Isoroku's influence is spread all over the world, and his business also involves the fields of arms and aviation. Every day, countless armed aircraft take off and land, patrolling the airspace over various straits in China to prevent people from smuggling themselves across.
Yamamoto Isoroku's identity is also extraordinary. He is the only son of the Yamamoto Group and the only grandson of Yamamoto Yuichi, the patriarch of the Yamamoto Group.
In China's underground society, there's a saying: "Like father, like son."
This proverb was said by Yamamoto Yuichi's wife, Yamamoto Isoroku's grandmother.
The Yamamoto Group is a behemoth, and its headquarters are not in China. Yamamoto Isoroku's grandfather and father are the president and a shareholder, respectively. The Yamamoto Group's overall strength ranks among the top 20 in the world, making it a formidable competitor.
Chen Feng had never been to the Yamamoto Group, but he had seen it on television news and in newspapers. He knew that two powerful figures were guarding the Yamamoto Group's headquarters: one was Uncle Long, who controlled the underworld, and the other was the chairman of the Yamamoto Group.
The chairman of the Yamamoto Group was an old man with a white beard and silver hair. His eyes were like those of a wolf or a tiger, and he exuded a fierce and murderous aura. Uncle Long, on the other hand, was an old man who was about fifty years old. His face was gloomy and his eyes were cold and icy, like those of a venomous snake. The two old men sitting together looked like two demon gods.
The Yamamoto Group is a super-rich conglomerate. Wealth can make a person a multi-millionaire, a billionaire, or even a billionaire. The chairman of the Yamamoto Group and Uncle Long have unparalleled power. Their words represent the highest decision-making power of the Yamamoto Group. Even the chairman, Yuichi Yamamoto, has to be polite to them.
"Dad, why are you smoking again?" In the lobby of the Yamamoto Group, Isoroku Yamamoto's expression was not very good.
"What's wrong with me smoking? These are really fragrant Cuban cigars. I spent millions to buy them, and now, there's only a little left!" Uncle Long said with a smile.
"Alright, I know you like it, but I'm warning you, cut back on that stuff in the future. Aren't you afraid of damaging your lungs?" Yamamoto Isoroku said, frowning.
Uncle Long snorted coldly and said, "You think I'm like you? All you do is gamble and enjoy yourself all day. What does anyone know about ambition?"
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