How did I become a god

Chapter 1470 Four Families Discuss
A night of heavy rain and strong wind turned the cherries red and the banana leaves green.

In the peaceful and beautiful time in Villa No. 11 of Tomson Golf, as time passed, the news that Mingyuan Group was about to be investigated by Po County for its irregularities in financial business spread quickly across the Internet, causing an uproar on Shenghai Beach.

The wind and waves are huge!

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Feng Xinjian took a car to the Summer Palace of the Shangri-La Hotel next to Jing'an Temple early on Saturday morning to have morning tea. He made an appointment with his old friends to have tea together.

When he was leaving, his wife Du Zhilan said in dissatisfaction: "Hey, hey, what are you busy with all day? You don't even have breakfast with me?"

She is 62 years old this year. She is the chief pediatrician at the Zhongshan Hospital affiliated to Aurora University. She has completed the retirement procedures and is now in the stage of being re-employed. Of course, the work now is much easier than in the past.

Eating breakfast together every morning was a promise she made with Lao Feng on her 60th birthday. This was the romance between the couple. Even though she was already in her sixties, she still liked this romance. No matter what, people should always live gracefully.

However, the work had been going quite well in the past two years, but in the past two days it seemed that it could not be carried out.

Feng Xinjian was speechless. He was going to do something serious! Did he know what happened last night? But he and his wife had always had a good relationship, otherwise he wouldn't have only had one daughter, Xuehua.

With his wealth and status, the family planning policy can only limit him to having only one child in his household registration, but cannot limit how many children he can have in private. However, he and his wife love each other deeply, and they can only have one child in their lifetime. He may have affairs outside, but he will not have an illegitimate child.

Xuehua learned her mother's temperament. Sometimes she is too idealistic and lacks understanding of reality when making decisions, which leads to bad results.

"Lao Du, I have an appointment with Lao Zhong and the others to discuss something. I will apologize to you after I am done with this busy period."

Looking at Old Feng's white hair, Du Zhilan had given up the pursuit and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter? Is it serious?"

Feng Xinjian didn't answer, but waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving first. Goodbye."

I got on the modified Toyota Alphard and told the driver, Xiao Zheng, to go to the Summer Palace, "Go a little faster."

The administrative assistant Dai Zhimin, who sat next to me, was a middle-aged man in his thirties with his hair combed meticulously. He reported today's schedule, "

Professor Feng, today is Saturday. At 10am, one of your former students wants to visit you in your office. His company has recently encountered some problems and needs a bridge loan. I have asked about the situation and it is estimated that he will need 10 million yuan for three months. I have asked someone to contact the risk department of Shanghai Pudong Development Bank and evaluated his company. The conclusion is that it is possible. The final decision still needs to be made by you.

I will attend a domestic academic conference in Shanghai at noon. The agenda for the afternoon is the conference, and you need to speak as a guest. I have prepared a one-hour speech.

Dinner was a regular gathering with Professor Feng, your brothers and sisters, and the gathering was held at your second sister’s garden house on Hengshan Road.

After dinner, you spend about two hours reading emails from all the companies you own. There are basically no major changes in the businesses.”

As a local tycoon in Shanghai, Feng Xinjian inherited his ancestors' wealth. Relying on his vision as a professor at Aurora University, the Feng family's companies are involved in industries such as tourism, education and training, real estate, finance, and retail. It is typical to do whatever makes money. The profitable businesses will survive, and the unprofitable ones will be closed.

Together with the businesses invested by the brothers and sisters, an economic network of local powerful people was formed.

Feng Xinjian nodded and said, "I will not see you anymore, the bridge loan has been approved. I will spend this morning drinking tea with my old friends. If you have anything else to do, please postpone it."

No matter how close his assistant or secretary is, he is reserved. This is normal. In the city of Magic City, there are all kinds of opportunities and temptations. No one can predict when there will be betrayal. The best way is not to test human nature.

"Okay, Professor Feng."

Feng Xinjian nodded with satisfaction, sat in the comfortable massage chair, closed his eyes and rested, but in fact he was thinking about what to discuss with his old friends while having morning tea later.

Ugh!
Mr. Jing showed his power and overturned Mingyuan Group overnight. You know, Mingyuan Group is one of the most famous private enterprises in Shanghai. There are so many people who rely on Mingyuan Group for their livelihood! The current situation of Mingyuan Group is a dead end with a broken capital chain.

This made the local powerful people in Demon City tremble in fear.

The four families of Feng, Zhong, Fang and Wei are intermarried, but they also have their own interests. He also needs to control his interests during the negotiations.

Difficult!

……

Feng Xinjian was thinking about it in his car, and soon he arrived at the Summer Palace of Shangri-La Hotel.

The morning tea at Summer Palace is quite famous among the gourmets in Shanghai. It is famous for its signature dishes such as Dragon Prince Dumplings, Abalone Pastry and Steamed Vegetarian Dumplings with Wild Mushroom Sauce.

In fact, Shanghai's morning tea culture was brought along with the arrival of immigrants and then became popular. The locals' original eating habit was to drink morning tea at the eight-immortal table, chatting while drinking, and when they got hungry after drinking tea, they would order breakfast at the dim sum shop outside the teahouse.

For example, you can order bowls of noodles, wontons, and dim sum such as lei sha yuan, pot stickers, siu mai, and sesame balls, etc. You can also order steamed buns.

According to research, Shanghai had a very grassroots culture at that time. While drinking tea, people could also walk their birds, listen to books, and listen to Pingtan.

Nowadays, Suzhou-style morning tea and Cantonese-style morning tea are the most popular.

When Feng Xinjian arrived at the Summer Palace box on the third floor of Jing'an Shangri-La Hotel, Zhong Siyuan and another old friend Fang Jianze had already arrived.

Fang Jianze was 67 years old, thin, with heavy bags under his eyes and wrinkles all over his face, looking very old. He smiled and said, "Old Feng, are you so anxious to invite us to have morning tea together? Mr. Jing is awesome, but he won't let his wrath fall on us, will he?"

Feng Xinjian immediately understood the special meaning of these words, and sat down to pour himself some tea. The fragrant tea soup rolled in the hot porcelain cup, "Old Fang, guess if I make a mistake, will Mr. Jing think it's my responsibility alone, or the responsibility of all four of us?"

Zhong Siyuan quickly tried to smooth things over, "Old Fang, we are naturally happy that Mr. Jing has shown his prowess, and we are also thinking about how to get some of his profits! Old Feng is just helping to pass on a message, Mr. Jing shouldn't blame him."

For Lao Feng, it is necessary to eliminate any misunderstandings or dissatisfaction that may exist in Mr. Jing's heart. For several of their families, the responsibility is certainly not that heavy, but isn't this an opportunity and excuse to please Mr. Jing?
So we still have to cooperate sincerely!

Fang Jianze smiled and drank his tea without saying anything.

A moment later, Wei Tangping arrived. He was 64 years old, a fat and out of shape old man with a red face. He greeted a few old friends and drank tea and talked about Jing Gao's heroic performance last night.

"I heard that Director Guan had set up a bureau, and he actually refused to reconcile and wanted to torture Zhou Mingyang to death. How awesome! If it were me, I would definitely not dare to do that. My family would be ruined! Is Mr. Jing confident or is he just being reckless?"

Feng Xinjian spread his hands and said, "Don't ask me. I don't know either. I only know that Mingyuan Group's capital chain will soon be broken. If you have business dealings with Mingyuan Group, go and settle your accounts quickly."

Zhong Siyuan touched his red nose and said, "Everyone, Mingyuan Group first suffered an accident in its shipping business, and shipping in the Suez Canal was interrupted. Then its financial business in Po County will be investigated.

These things may seem accidental, but they are inevitable. It is better to believe it than not to believe it! So whether Mr. Jing is really confident or not, it is none of our business. If we want to get a share of the Mingyuan Group's collapse, we must first show our attitude. "

Fang Jianze, whose face was full of wrinkles like an old man, said, "Old Zhong, we should talk it out first. What if Mr. Jing takes a gamble? If we follow him, aren't we afraid of being punished later? Especially since Old Feng's plan is to please Mr. Jing and give him a gift of mother and daughter. This is not a relationship that can be easily dismissed."

Feng Xinjian shrugged, "I don't care. Anyway, I must repair my relationship with Mr. Jing to avoid being hurt by mistake. You can think about what to do."

Fang Jianze, who had wrinkles all over his face, and Wei Tangping, who had gained weight and lost his shape, looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh. The more Old Feng acted like this, the more uncertain they felt!

Let’s not worry about whether Director Guan is furious or not. Anyway, if among the four of them, only Old Feng is the one who takes the lead in currying favor with Mr. Jing, then there will be no need for everyone to be equal in the future, and Old Feng must be respected.

Mr. Jing is a business tycoon, how can these local tyrants compete with him? If they give Lao Feng a little help, he will immediately surpass them.

If this old guy, Old Feng, doesn't care and makes some more slanderous remarks, they will probably be doomed.

To sum up, the outcome of the contest between Director Guan and Mr. Jing is a long-term matter, but once Mr. Jing blames us, we will be in trouble in the short term!
Just look at the fate of Mingyuan Group! Who would believe that the Suez Canal was shut down for nearly ten days because of an accident? Who would believe that the investigation in Po County had nothing to do with Jinggao?

Fang Jianze sighed, his face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, and nodded at the table, saying, "Then we must get things done and not let the gift to Mr. Jing bring any trouble."

Wei Tangping held her pregnant belly and said, "Last time, Old Feng invited Mr. Jing to be his guest, but he refused. It seems that we need to ask a middleman to help talk to him. On the one hand, it will give us a better grasp of the situation, and on the other hand, it will allow things to ferment so that we can see the situation."

Feng Xinjian couldn't help but laugh in his heart. The four families working together was the result he wanted. It would also be convenient for him to raise his status in front of Mr. Jing. He said, "Let's ask Yao Shengming for help! I met him before because of Xuehua's matter. Yao Shengming is also Mr. Jing's top man. As long as he agrees to help, Mr. Jing should give him some face."

"Okay, then it's settled. Lao Feng, you make the call."

(End of this chapter)