The richest man in the world: one billion pocket money at the beginning

Chapter 97
Chapter 97
It is precisely because of this system that Qin Feng lends money so unscrupulously.

So that in just one day, Qin Feng directly issued a loan of [-] million yuan.

Moreover, the credit evaluation of each lender is above grade A+, which is enough for Qin Feng to continue to receive a certain amount of interest in the next 20 years.

Moreover, as the number of people he lends to increases, his interest will also increase and he will earn more and more.

According to preliminary estimates, when Qin Feng's total loan amount reaches tens of billions, he will be able to earn one billion in interest every year.

Not only that.

Since Qin Feng also has an investment return system, he will receive a [-]% subsidy every time he lends out a loan.

Calculated in this way, for every one billion yuan loan that Qin Feng lends out, he can earn two hundred million yuan.

And 100 billion, that is 20 billion profits.

Fengxing Bank has become Qin Feng's most profitable company!
Although it has just started, and there is still a long way to go before tens of billions of loans, as long as time permits, tens of billions of loans will eventually come!

At this time, Yuan Jialin was already in full bloom.

Qin Feng's lending went smoothly, and brought along a group of savers. His Fengxing Bank, like driving on a highway, began to implement the profit model of rolling interest and rolling interest.

According to the development of this situation, within three months, Qin Feng's [-] million capital will be able to return to the capital, and it will start to make a profit in half a year.

Poor Fu Gang and the others have yet to wait for the tens of billions of subsidies issued by the province.

This is the gap.

"Brother Qin Feng, come and drink tea!" In Yuan Jialin's office, Yuan Jialin pushed Qin Feng a cup of tea with a smile on his face.

Qin Feng thanked him.

"You don't know that Fu Gang, seeing your bank succeed, his eyes are red, and he has been running to me a lot in the past two days."

"What are you talking about? He also wants to join Fengxing Bank and get some shares, haha."

Qin Feng picked up the tea, took a sip, put it down, and said immediately: "After passing this village, there will be no such shop."

"If I had known today, why was it in the first place."

Yuan Jialin laughed, slapped his thigh, and shouted: "Yes, that's what I said!"

"At the beginning, he was the one who yelled the loudest, saying that he didn't want bank shares. Now, he is the one who regrets the most!"

Can Fu Gang not regret it? If he knew that Fengxing Bank could make such a profit, he would go in even if he broke his head.

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world, even if there was, Qin Feng would not give it to him.

After this village, there is no such shop.

This is the iron law.

Yuan Jialin paused, suddenly thought of something, and then said to Qin Feng: "By the way, in order to increase the influence of Fengxing Bank, I have already said hello to the local media."

"A reporter will interview you tomorrow."

"When the time comes, you dress up and say something nice, and your reputation will go up in no time."

"At that time, there will be more people who come to your bank to deposit money."

Yuan Jialin said.

Qin Feng smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "I still want to be interviewed by journalists? It's not necessary."

Yuan Jialin said seriously: "Of course it is necessary."

"When Fengxing Bank makes money, you need to open a bigger bank, preferably in another city."

"It's best to bloom everywhere. The whole country, every city has your bank. This is your ultimate goal."

"So, you can't let go of any opportunity that can create influence for you, you know?"

Yuan Jialin said.

Qin Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and asked: "I opened Fengxing Bank everywhere, what about you, old man?"

"I?"

Yuan Jialin smiled: "I'm already having fun secretly. Do you know how much GDP your bank alone has created for Huadong City?"

"Very high!"

Qinfeng Bank's business is good, and Yuan Jialin is naturally very happy, because it has created a high GDP and made East China City richer.

As the supreme leader, he naturally has a bright face.

"Okay, it's settled. I've made arrangements. A reporter will interview you tomorrow. You have to be well prepared." Yuan Jialin said.

Qin Feng drove the ducks to the shelves. Now that the conversation has reached this point, Yuan Jialin helped hire good people again, and Qin Feng bit the bullet and got it.

After drinking a cup of tea, Qin Feng got up and said, "I see, it's getting late, I'll go back first, Mr. Yuan, you should go to bed earlier."

"Well, good." Yuan Jialin said.

In the dark night, McLaren shuttled away like lightning, and soon arrived at the headquarters of Fengxing Group.

At this moment, Lin Weiwei and others are in his office, editing various documents for him.

After Qin Feng came in, he said to Zhou Qianran: "Qianran, where is my 3 yuan suit? I have an interview tomorrow, and I will use it."

Zhou Qianran and Lin Weiwei raised their heads at the same time, looking at Qin Feng like an idiot.

"That's the one you're wearing, Mr. Qin?" Zhou Qianran said.

"what?"

Qin Feng looked at the black suit whose cuffs were almost worn out, and was speechless for a while.

"You...why didn't you tell me earlier?" Qin Feng said in pain.

If he knew that this suit was worth [-] yuan, he would not give up wearing it every day even if he was killed.

Lin slightly tilted his head and replied, "Sister Qianran already told you?"

"She clearly said that this is your cheapest clothes, but you wear them casually."

Qin Feng vomited blood.

"Is this the cheapest dress? Do I have more expensive ones?" Qin Feng asked.

Zhou Qianran was speechless, got up, and opened Qin Feng's wardrobe. Rows of brand-new suits came into view, which were particularly dazzling.

The small lights in the closet were on, and every piece of clothing could be seen clearly. The materials used looked extremely elegant, and the texture was unparalleled.

"Boss Qin, once you have opened this wardrobe, you won't ask that question again." Zhou Qianran said speechlessly.

She continued: "I have ordered these suits for you a long time ago. Different occasions correspond to different suits."

"Dresses, formal suits, black dresses, everything."

"If you calculate it, the clothes in this wardrobe can be worth 100 million yuan."

Qin Feng almost fainted.

He never dreamed that he would have more than 100 million yuan just for his clothes.

"Prodigal, you two." Qin Feng said weakly.

"Haha, I don't know why, but I just want to make Boss Qin look handsome, I can't help it." Zhou Qianran said arrogantly.

"Me too." Lin Weiwei said.

The two women looked at Qin Feng with infatuation in their eyes. There is no doubt that the two of them bought clothes for Qin Feng according to the standard of "boyfriend".

In their imagination, this is what their boyfriend should look like.

Take off your clothes to look thinner, and wear clothes to look fatter.

Then he had to match Mr. Qin's aristocratic face.

It was enough to make them jump.

(End of this chapter)