The richest man Yang Fei

The CEO of Fugaole is a French man in his 40s named Adolf.

The name Adolf is as common in our country as Zhang San and Li Si.

He is not as tall and handsome as the usual French men, nor can he see a little romantic temperament from him. He is short in stature, half of his hair is bald, and his eyebrows are as black and thick as his beard.

Adolf didn't pay much attention to Yang Fei at first.

When he heard Li Zhengyang's introduction that he was the boss of Meili Group, Adolf looked at Yang Fei with admiration.

Adolf speaks Chinese fluently, which is probably one of the advantages for him to come to our country to serve as the CEO of the region.

"The owner of the beautiful shopping mall, is that you? I heard that you defeated the former owner of the Flego Huaxia shopping mall?" Adolf's hands are very big, and he shook hands very hard, wishing to crush all your finger bones.

Before Yang Fei could answer, Adolf said in a more emphatic tone: "However, you will definitely not be able to defeat us! And we are very likely to defeat you! You have to be careful."

Yang Fei stared at him lightly, wondering if this was a provocation or a declaration of war?

Chapter 1552

Yang Fei replied: "Mr. Adolf, I admire your courage and straightforwardness. I always thought that it is a good thing for a person to be ambitious, but blind self-confidence is the beginning of failure."

Adolf blinked, seemed to understand Yang Fei's words, but didn't seem to understand, smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, and shrugged his shoulders.

This kind of banquet, the food is very good, but when it comes to the taste, it is not satisfactory.

When Yang Fei encounters a dish he likes, he puts two chopsticks on it, and if it doesn't suit his taste, he doesn't even bother to stretch the chopsticks.

After more than an hour of banquet, Yang Fei felt even hungrier.

He also wanted to find a random restaurant outside to solve the problem. Who would have thought that after the banquet, Li Zhengyang would tell him to go directly to the party venue.

When he got there, Yang Fei knew it was a ball.

When he was in the United States, he often attended parties, most of which were dances, and there were also gatherings mainly for drinking and talking, as well as bikini parties and yacht parties.

After entering the arena, Yang Fei said to Jiang Xiaojia and Chu Xiu: "Don't dance, there is a buffet over there, you just go to eat delicious food."

"It's boring. They're all cold dishes and red wine. They don't suit our taste." Jiang Xiaojia pouted, her pretty eyes rolled around, and she smiled sweetly, "I'll dance with you! Anyway, you don't have a partner with you."

"You can dance—" Yang Fei just wanted to ask her if she could dance, but then thought that she just learned to dance, so he asked, "Ballroom dancing?"

"What's so difficult about dancing? Of course I can dance!" Jiang Xiaojia laughed, "Xiuxiu, can you dance?"

Chu Xiu shook her head.

It took her less than a year to study in the provincial capital!Where can I learn to dance?

Jiang Xiaojia said: "Then watch us dance first, and I'll teach you later, okay?"

Chu Xiu nodded, smiled, and found a sofa beside her to sit down.

When the dance started, Yang Fei and Jiang Xiaojia shook hands and walked into the dance floor.

Jiang Xiaojia is worthy of being a dancer, her waist is as soft as if she has no bones, her movements are skillful, and her dance steps are light and agile.

She has a good sense of music, and every step can be just right on the drums.

"Brother Yang Fei, you dance very well!" she boasted.

"Compared to you, I'm an amateur."

"You were originally an amateur. But you are considered the best among amateurs. It seems that you usually dance with girls a lot."

"..."

There were more people at the ball than at the banquet before.

It seems that not everyone can be Li Zhengyang's guest!

There was a woman who smiled at Yang Fei when she passed by him.

Yang Fei didn't recognize her, so he nodded.

After dancing to the song, Jiang Xiaojia took Yang Fei's hand and walked towards Chuxiu.

Yang Fei said: "You stay with Chu Xiu, she is not fun alone."

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I'll teach her to dance, you can find someone else to dance!"

She and Chu Xiu looked like middle school students. Those who came here to the dance were all successful people, and most of them brought their dance partners. Even if they were looking for a dance partner, they would find someone who was elegant, mature, sexy, or someone who had some kind of interest. No one would look for them. The two of them were dancing, Yang Fei didn't have to worry about that.

Just as Yang Fei sat down, a woman whom he had just met with a nod of acquaintance walked over gracefully with small steps.

She was wearing a dark red cheongsam, with her legs spread high, her slender and white legs looming, and her slender willow waist swaying in various poses, giving her a soul-stirring beauty.

"Mr. Yang, hello." She bent down, her long silky hair hanging down like a waterfall.

The chest collar of the cheongsam is a bit low, and two semicircular arcs can be seen.

Yang Fei hummed absently.

His status is different now, and it is normal for others to know him.

And it's normal for him not to know anyone else.

"Mr. Yang, you don't remember me?" The woman turned sideways and sat down beside him.

"Forgive my blindness, who are you?" Yang Fei took a glass of red wine handed over by the waiter, took a sip, and then put it down.

The taste of the wine is not bad, but it is far from the wine Yang Fei treasured.

"I'm Chuchu! When you were in Jixi, I went to see you. I got caught in the rain and caught a cold, and you took care of me!"

"Oh!" Yang Fei suddenly said, "I seem to have a little impression. Why did you come to Shanghai?"

"I used to work in Nongchuang Company, but I resigned because of poor performance. I'm working for Shanghai now."

"That's right, good morning Shang Hai." Yang Fei nodded, and there was no chatting with her.

Talking between two people is actually quite embarrassing.

If you have a common topic, it's better to talk about it.

If there is no topic, then whoever has a low position, whose seniority is small, or who asks for others will be embarrassed.

That's how it is now, Yang Fei can sit still without talking.

But Chu Chu had to find a topic to cater to Yang Fei.