The richest man Yang Fei

Chapter 1182 I'm Just Selling Washing Powder [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival]

Hearing Chen Mo laugh, Mrs. Zhang was not happy. Seeing that Chen Mo looked like a fairy, Mrs. Zhang's face became even uglier. She was about to have a fit when she heard Yang Fei laughing and saying, "It's really funny."

When Mrs. Zhang was burning with anger, Yang Fei said nonchalantly, "We told a joke just now, do you want to listen to it?"

Zhang Zhangfu asked, "What kind of joke?"

Yang Fei took the time to tell a cold joke, "Chang'e quarreled with Hou Yi, and Hou Yi got angry and said, "I'm so good at you, why don't you go to heaven! Well, everyone knows what happened afterwards."

Chen Mo had already stopped smiling, but when he heard this, he laughed again, as glamorous and charming as a blooming white plum.

Zhang Lifu was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "It's funny, it's funny, why don't you go to the sky? It turns out that he really went to the sky."

Mrs. Zhang's face darkened and she remained silent.

Zhang Lifu looked at Yang Fei and asked, "May I ask your surname? You look familiar, but I just can't remember where I met you?"

Many people who think they are famous always think that everyone in the world should know themselves, but they don’t realize that except for the people around you, the few people who pay attention to you, and the people in your small circle, there are many people who don’t know you. go!

It's like a certain star in later generations who claims to be famous all over the world. When he left the airport, he hired more than a dozen bodyguards to support and open the way. Passengers go their own way, and they don't even look at the celebrities, because everyone is busy with their own lives, and no one pays attention to these so-called traffic stars at all.

Yang Fei has a deep sense of self-knowledge, and never feels that he has acquaintances all over the world, let alone that he is a big shot, so it is normal that others don't know him.

Hearing Zhang Fu ask about himself, Yang Fei introduced himself modestly, "Boss Zhang, you can just call me Yang Fei."

"Yang Fei? Well, you are so young. Your family's business must be very prosperous?"

"Hehe, I don't dare to be, I just start my own business."

Zhang Lifu said, "This is your wife, right? She is very dignified and elegant, with an outstanding temperament. It can be seen that she is a learned and knowledgeable person just like you."

Chen Mo blushed, and was about to explain that she was just a secretary, not Mrs. Yang Fei, but she heard Yang Fei speak.

Yang Fei smiled slightly, "Yes, she and I graduated from the same school. In terms of knowledge, we are indeed similar."

Chen Mo pursed her lips and looked at him.

Yang Fei stretched out his hand, shook her hand, and said in a low voice, "All the couples here today, you can just be my girlfriend for a day."

Chen Mo said, "A girlfriend is different from a wife. Are you not afraid that Mr. Su will misunderstand you?"

Yang Fei said, "She won't know, it's okay to misunderstand."

Chen Mo was startled, and wanted to pull out his hand, but he held it tightly.

Goodle and Du Meiqi led a couple over.

These two guests, about 50 years old, don't bother to guess, they are husband and wife at first glance, because they are arm in arm, of the same age, with matching clothes, and even some couples.

Needless to say, the last person to come must be Wu Zehan sitting beside Yang Fei.

Wu Zehan is tall and fat, with a big belly. He wears the kind of back suspenders that rich people often wear in Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas. At first glance, he looks a bit like Zheng Zeshi, the star who plays Fat Cat.

"Oh, I'm late, I kept everyone waiting for a long time." Wu Zehan had a loud, resonant voice, which attracted everyone's attention as soon as he opened his mouth.

Wu Zehan cupped his hands again and again, and then sat down in his seat under Du Meiqi's guidance.

This person is very afraid of heat, how many steps can he walk?There were beads of sweat on his forehead.

His wife took out a tissue and thoughtfully wiped the sweat off his head.

Chen Mo whispered, "Look, this is a couple, how loving they are."

Yang Fei said, "Then you will love me too."

Chen Mo gave him a white look, "You're really sweating, I'll wipe it off for you!"

Yang Fei said, "You don't have to wipe your sweat for love, do you? You can also pick up chicken legs for me."

Chen Mo smiled slightly, "With you, sooner or later I will be fainted by your laughter."

Yang Fei took a general look at the seats, and the first row of tables was filled with rich and powerful people.

Even popular stars like Yang Yuying were arranged in the second row, so it can be seen that the people sitting in the first row are all wealthy people.

After Wu Zehan took his seat, he took out his business card with a smile, handed one to Yang Fei and Zhang Lifu, and said with a smile, "We all know each other by fate, and we will take care of each other in the future. I am a book publisher, and I am a small business. Please give me your advice. "

Yang Fei took the business card with both hands and looked at it carefully.

Sure enough, they are separated like mountains, and the two are in different fields, so it's no wonder they don't know each other anymore.

Mrs. Zhang said, "A book seller? How much money can you make? How many people still read books these days?"

Yang Fei smiled lightly, thinking that this person is really a stick!

Anyone who is knowledgeable knows that book publishing is a real profiteering industry, known as the second money printing factory!

The degree of profiteering from book publishing is second only to primary and secondary education and real estate.

And when the book was published in 99, it was even more profitable.

Especially the kind of people who can cooperate with all kinds of primary and secondary schools across the country to publish copybooks and teaching supplementary books suitable for primary and secondary school students across the country, and they are even more silent, making money and making their hands cramp!

On Wu Zehan's business card, it says that a certain publishing group is famous for publishing educational books. When Yang Fei was in school, he bought their teaching supplementary materials. Hundreds of dollars, thousands of students in a school, hundreds of thousands of primary and secondary school students in a city, millions of primary and secondary school students in a province, and hundreds of millions of students in the whole country, the sales volume and profit are really amazing!

No wonder Wu Zehan can sit at this table!

The organizer is holding a charity auction, and it relies on these local tyrants to pay the bills, so their vision of people is definitely not wrong!

Hearing Mrs. Zhang's words, Wu Zehan was not angry, and always had that smiling expression on his face, "We're just making a little money, I don't know what kind of business you two are in?"

Before Zhang Lifu answered, Mrs. Zhang smiled proudly, "Our family is in the field of medicine. You see, as long as you are a person, you have to get sick, right? If you get sick, you have to go to the hospital, right? Go to the hospital , we have to use our family’s medicine!”

Wu Zehan nodded again and again, "Medicine is good. Medicine is a popular industry that makes money. There are more than one billion people in the country, and everyone can't live without medicine!"

Mrs. Zhang smiled proudly, "Our company makes many kinds of medicines, especially anti-cancer medicines, which are very expensive, and the cost is only..."

Zhang Lifu coughed heavily, interrupted his wife's words, and then said with a smile, "Now the medical business is not as easy as it used to be. It's just a meal."

Yang Fei thought to himself, the people who can sit at this table are really unusual, and the pharmaceutical industry is also a huge profit!

As for Zhang Lifu and Wu Zehan, both of them are obviously well-trained people, and their speech and behavior are very decent. Except for Mrs. Zhang who is a little bluffing, the others are very polite and self-cultivated.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Yang Fei, "Handsome guy, what kind of business is your family doing?"

Yang Fei said lightly, "I am a laundry detergent seller."

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but giggled, then covered her mouth with her hands, looked at the sky, and said with a half-smile, "You sell washing powder?"