How did I become a god

Chapter 1454 The Third Sigh

It had only been a few hours since Jing Gao arrived in Shanghai, and most people in Shenghai Beach knew about it. You have to know that in the high-rise buildings of Shenghai Beach, there are countless cocktail parties, dinners, banquets, and activities every night in various high-end consumption places, and news spreads very quickly.

It was not only Tan Qin who noticed Jing Gao coming to the Magic City, but also the local powerful circles. As a local powerful family in the Magic City, the Feng family had considerable weight in this circle. This was mainly because they were intermarried with the Zhong, Fang, and Wei families, and their relationship was complicated and intertwined, forming a combined force.

Although these are families with assets of around 20 billion, their combined power is enough to match that of a listed company with a value of 100 billion. The combined power of the four families is something that no one dares to underestimate in the Magic City.

Of course, Jing Gao had once trampled these four families into the mud, and now he was giving them a chance to reform and become dogs.

In the Magic City, in a low-key and luxurious villa near Hengshan Road.

Feng Xinjian, 64 years old, has a head full of white hair. After repeated thinking, he called Jing Gao in his study in front of his old friend Zhong Siyuan.

"Dudu..."

Huawei's Mate mobile phone was placed on the desk, with the hands-free function turned on, and it kept ringing. There was no ringtone in it.

Zhong Siyuan is sixty-five years old this year. He has a red nose and sits upright in a rosewood chair in his study, concentrating and waiting for the call to be connected.

Unlike the elegant old Feng, who only has one daughter, Feng Xuehua, he has a daughter and a son.

His daughter, Zhong Yulan, was 28 years old this year. She was unemployed and made friends in Shanghai. She was almost like Feng Xuehua's successor. However, Yulan was not married yet and did not have the support of a rising star in the system. She was far behind Feng Xuehua.

Fortunately, Yu Lan was smart and had a good relationship with Fang Jie, the current owner of Shuyun Club. With the tacit approval of General Jing, Miss Tan allowed it. With the help of the Shuyun Club platform, Yu Lan developed well and earned fame and capital in some transactions.

His son Zhong Yuhao works in a state-owned enterprise in Shanghai, earning a fixed salary. The most important thing is that he can relax, do his own things and enjoy his life. He does not have the troubles of intrigue in the system, nor the 996 busyness and work-to-death of private enterprises.

Therefore, he was in a good mood, unlike Old Feng who had a head full of white hair before the age of 65. Feng Xuehua went to the United States to avoid disaster, and he didn't even have a child. He watched as this branch of the Feng family was cut off from blood! Feng Xuehua was still stupid!

He had a good hand at the beginning of his life, but he played it badly. Now at the age of 32, he can only stay in the United States. I heard that he lives a very indulgent life.

In fact, the reason why Old Feng had only one daughter, Feng Xuehua, was because of the family planning policy. Old Feng was working at Aurora University, and he was promoted to a professor of business administration, so he had to abide by the regulations. Unlike him who had been doing business, he only had to pay the fees for having more children than allowed.

Just as Zhong Siyuan was daydreaming, Feng Xinjian called Jing Gao and he immediately calmed down. Then he heard the Mandarin voice with a hint of Haizhou, Jiangsu Province, on the phone, "Mr. Feng..."

Feng Xinjian stood up naturally, a smile appeared on his face, and he said to the phone: "Mr. Jing, good evening. I heard that you have arrived in Shanghai. I wonder if I can have the honor to invite you to have a meal at my humble abode?"

Jing Gao laughed and said casually, "Boss Feng, news spreads very quickly. No need to have dinner. I have some personal matters to deal with."

Jing Gao would take care of the thoughts of his "boss" Yao Shengming, and not talk too much with Yao's woman Jiang Jingxiang, just say hello. But he was too lazy to take care of the feelings of his "minions".

He knew what Feng Xinjian wanted to say to him, but he would not bring it up on his own initiative. He had already talked to Yao Shengming: Business is business, and I am the only one sitting at the table with the assets of Mingyuan Group this time!

Yao Shengming, the top horse, has made great contributions and can get a big piece of the delicious cake. The local tyrants and capital vultures in Shenghai Beach can only use their own means to eat some soup.

Therefore, how much soup the four families of Feng, Zhong, Fang and Wei can get depends on their own efforts. He will not give it to them for no reason.

"Followers" are not even little brothers. They just come here to wave flags and cheer. But if there is a fight, they will turn around and run away.

Feng Xinjian was already in his sixties, so he certainly couldn't feel the embarrassment of the younger people. He pretended not to hear Jing Gao's refusal, turned around quickly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, am I not a teacher of business administration in the School of Management of Aurora University?
There is a distinguished alumnus who wants to mediate between you and Zhou Mingyang. Director Guan asked me to call you first to explain.

He originally planned to mention it to Mr. Jing after they had a good meal. This would be more tactful and satisfy both parties. By the way, he could also talk about the relationship between Director Guan and Zhou Mingyang. He had been collecting relevant information recently.

After all, he was a professor at the School of Management of Aurora University, so he was also aware of some rumors in the school. Zhou Mingyang was an outstanding alumnus of Aurora University, just like several people from Fosun. In the past 20 years, there have been many rumors about them in the school.

Celebrity anecdotes!
Jing Gao asked doubtfully, "Director Guan..."

Feng Xinjian said: "Boss Jing, Director Guan is..."

Feng Xinjian told Jing Gao about a very prominent position in Beijing. There was no need to lie about such things. His resume was posted on the official website, open and transparent.

He continued, "Boss Jing, Director Guan and Zhou Mingyang met at a party at school. They got along very well. Zhou Mingyang was one of the top ten outstanding young people in the country at that time. So they have been friends for about 20 years. I saw Director Guan's secretary called me first to explain the situation to you. One reason was to be polite, and the other was probably to let you verify the authenticity of his identity."

Jing Gao listened in silence, and inexplicably felt a sense of pressure in his heart. He asked, "Mr. Feng, can you confirm the authenticity of the identity?"

"I can." Feng Xinjian gave an affirmative answer with absolute certainty.

"I'll think about it." Jing Gao hung up the phone and looked at Yao Shengming who was also listening. He also turned on the speakerphone of his phone. "Old Yao, what do you think?"

Some of the operations in Tianjin were reported by the central media: sending books. He is now also worried about encountering such a thing. Does Zhou Mingyang have any connections to let others stand up for him?

There are lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and you can overlook the night view of the Huangpu River. It seems that there are cruise ships coming and going, and the night is deep.

Yao Shengming sat on the sofa and said thoughtfully: "Mr. Jing, I think what Feng Xinjian said is true or false, and he may also be a victim of fraud. We still have to verify it ourselves. Let me do it!" This is not the time to be stingy with resources.

Jing Gao raised his eyebrows. This was a perfect reason!

The work in Paris has been completed. He had received the news from (Dong) Lingxi before Yao Shengming arrived. Then he took advantage of the gap to send instructions to Wu Jingshu of Jiuge Capital in Hong Kong Island. Now the work in Hong Kong Island has started. Media news that is exported and sold domestically often appears to be more real and credible.

So there was no need for him to resist now, he could just delay the time. He nodded slightly, "Okay. Go ahead and do your work, don't be in a hurry, you must check it out."

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The light in the study is bright.

Feng Xinjian and Zhong Siyuan drank tea and waited for Jing Gao's reply.

About half an hour later, around midnight, Feng Xinjian couldn't sit still. He started to move more and more. He drank tea, went to the toilet, and got a tissue. "Old Zhong, what do you think Mr. Jing meant by this?"

Zhong Siyuan rubbed his red nose and thought: "Old Feng, according to Mr. Jing's original intention, he is definitely unwilling to reconcile with Zhou Mingyang, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted. Although we don't know whether Zhou Mingyang's industry business errors have anything to do with him.

But based on the logic of interests, it can be inferred that he must have mobilized the resources of Phoenix Group to exert pressure or prepare to exert pressure.

He must be trying to delay.”

Feng Xinjian sighed in worry, "Well, it doesn't matter if he delays, but how can I reply? Secretary Ma is still waiting for my call, I can't reply at one or two in the morning."

Zhong Siyuan said: "Old Feng, you are a little impatient! We still need to figure out what we can gain in this storm.
A favor from the secretary is just a long-term investment. How much benefit can it bring? If Mr. Jing gets rid of Zhou Mingyang, then we can at least have some soup, even if we don’t eat meat! "

Feng Xinjian sighed again, stood up, and paced in the study, "Old Zhong, I know this. We had discussed this before. If you follow Mr. Jing, you will have meat to eat. He is a well-behaved and generous person.

But facing this kind of pressure from Secretary Ma makes me feel uncomfortable! What I want to do most now is to get rid of the burden as soon as possible!

I really don't count on favors or anything like that. I'm already 64 years old, can I still be the dean of the School of Management?
It’s ok to eat less soup with Mr. Jing, I just want to stabilize our current situation. Damn, I’m sitting at home and someone came to my door.”

Zhong Siyuan comforted him, "You can't help yourself when you are in the arena! You are a professor at Aurora University, and everyone in Shenghai Beach knows that our four families have a close relationship with Mr. Jing. They will definitely find you and no one else for this kind of thing."

Feng Xinjian waved his hands and sighed for the third time, "Alas!"

Zhong Siyuan thought for a while and said, "Why don't you give Mr. Jing a call to urge him to come down?" He agreed with Lao Feng's plan.

Before the storm, the most important thing is to preserve the family. This is the way of survival for the county tyrants. However, it seems that he can let his daughter Zhong Yulan participate! If you win, you earn, and if you lose, you don’t lose.

"Ah."

　Ps: To fix a bug, Phoenix Fund has currently invested in NIO, Li Auto, and Xpeng, but after dilution it only holds less than 3% of the shares.

　　(End of this chapter)