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Feng Zhiyao is of course himself. His father loves his younger son and prefers himself. There are three brothers and three mothers behind them. Both the eldest and the second have their own careers. He is the only one who has just graduated and has no place to stand. As for Mr. Feng, he is very old. He has to stay in the hospital for half a year for a year, and no one knows how long he can last. For Mr. Feng, the palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of flesh, and he also understands that the son of a wealthy family is not so easy to handle, not to mention that Feng Zhiyao is a character who does not dare to be left behind. At twelve o'clock in the evening, in the middle of the night, Sister Yue returned to the Xiaoyang Building full of alcohol, poured herself a glass of water, and sat there full of what Lu Feng had said. This matter lingered in her heart. The house was rented, and the car was also a waterwheel. She didn't have much money in her hand, but she just went out and dressed up nicely and had a strong aura, giving people a kind of rich lady. just the feeling. The phone on the table rang, and Sister Yue answered the phone and said, "Who is it? It's in the middle of the night." "I, I'll go to your place tonight." A rough man's voice came from the other end of the phone, as if with a hint of Drunk, he said, "Pick up the bed and wait!" "I just have something to tell you, have you been drinking?" Sister Yue asked. "Just finished playing, don't ask so much." After that, he hung up the phone. Sister Yue stood up and started changing clothes. Half an hour later, a car stopped at the door, and a short, stout man walked down. He was in his forties, with rosacea and a big belly. He looked a little ugly. He pushed him away. Door upstairs. After another ten minutes, it was almost a little bit. Sister Yue leaned on the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, pushed it towards the man next to her, and said coquettishly, "Mr. Zhao, don't sleep, I have something to do with you. Say it." "If you have something to say tomorrow, turn off the lights and go to bed." Mr. Zhao said impatiently. "You leave early tomorrow morning. I met someone today, the boss from the south, who asked Beigang for an account, called Mr. Xiao out, and found a lot of young girls. How difficult is it to get an account now? He has an account of 21 million, which can be converted into steel, and he is willing to ask for 3 million less." "Oh, did you listen to what they said?" "Listen, now there are more accounts, don't you? It's raining when you hear the wind, what kind of unit are we, we can't move blindly, if there's a little bit of trouble, then we'll go in, understand? "Don't sleep, I followed you for so long, and I didn't get anything. Anyway, you are also cooperating with Beigang. His money has become a public-to-public account, and it has nothing to do with us personally, and we have not violated anything. Take a share in the middle!" Sister Yue took his arm and said, "What can I do with you?" "Aiya, are you not happy? You are not happy to pull it down, don't disturb my sleep!" Mr. Zhao was a little annoyed and turned over to wrap himself up Continue to sleep under the quilt. Sister Yue sighed, knowing in her heart that she should have said more than ten minutes ago that he would definitely agree. Damn, it's a mistake! The next morning, Mr. Zhao obediently agreed, and it was his responsibility. At nine o'clock in the morning, after washing up, Lu Feng checked the time, picked up the business card in his hand and called Sister Yue. "Who is it?" Sister Yue's voice was a bit pretentious. "Sister Yue, it's me. I went to the wrong box yesterday. Didn't I want to call you in the morning?" Lu Feng asked. Hearing that it was Lu Feng on the other end of the phone, his voice hurriedly became serious and said, "I've already found someone for this matter, it's not easy to handle, can you let it go a little more?" "Sister Yue, I really can't let it go any more. , three million is not much, I have already made a loss in this transaction, and now I am doing it at a loss." Lu Feng began to vomit bitterly, but he did not say too much, just said that if things happen, it can be done. Give Sister Yue a big red envelope of 100,000 or 200,000. "The two of us are also destined to help you with this matter. Let's go out for dinner tonight, and you can bring your bill, okay?" "No problem, I'll treat you!" After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng whispered. , There is a drama in this matter, I took out the contract and ran into Feng Zhiyao as soon as I went out. "Brother Feng, what are you doing?" Feng Zhiyao asked. "Get a fake contract, you stay in the room and I'll handle it." Lu Feng waved his hand. Fake? It's gotta study hard! "I'm going too!" Feng Zhiyao hurriedly followed. I found a print shop in the city,

According to this contract, Lu Feng made another 3 million yuan and stamped it with a fake seal. If it was a serious transaction, it would be contract fraud. The key is that Lu Feng was crushed to death, Sister Yue didn't dare to do anything, and the people behind him didn't dare to speak up. Eighteen million in goods and eighteen million in money were a lot. After finishing this, he found a bag and packed it up. Feng Zhiyao watched him so cautiously and said, "Brother Feng, just take it back, there's no need for that." "A lot of things are lost in the details, so be sure to be foolproof. ." Lu Feng picked up the bag and took a taxi to go back. As soon as he returned to the hotel, Mr. Hao was waiting in the lobby. When he saw Lu Feng again, he was very excited. When he came, he found that the two were gone, and Mr. Hao's heart immediately came to his throat. I was thinking in my heart, these two grandsons will not run away, right? "Where are you going?" Mr. Hao greeted him, stared at the bag in Lu Feng's hand and asked, "What is it?" "I went out and bought a few pairs of socks, but I forgot to bring them when I came." Lu Feng smiled. He asked, "Is President Xiao satisfied last night?" "Satisfied, when will your money be available?" President Hao asked. "I came back last night and called overnight. No problem. I'm already going to the bank. Mr. Hao, you really helped me a lot." Lu Feng took his hand excitedly and said, "If you have time to go to the south, my brother will give you a grand reception. Don't worry!" "I have something to tell you." Mr. Hao pulled Lu Feng aside and said in a low voice, "That's right, your account was originally from the real estate company, so the latter account, Let’s go from the real estate company. After the money comes in, you can call me on the account. Brother, I am also a little capable. I will manage the relationship and save you a dozen or two hundred thousand. No problem.” “Really?” Lu Feng looked at His eyes flashed, and he hurriedly said: "Brother, you are so kind to me, think of a way to save me money, I will take half of this money, thank you brother." Mr. Hao originally prepared several sets of words, but he didn't expect Lu Feng to believe it so easily. He secretly thought that he was still a young man, and he didn't have much social experience, so he easily trusted others. After being polite for a while, we had a meal together at noon. Mr. Hao was very showy, and he brought out his own affairs at the dinner table. Lu Feng watched him and kept nodding. Finally, I talked about my own experience. It was like a blank piece of paper. He graduated from NTU, and his family had some money. After graduation, he joined an uncle's company and worked for two years, and then he started his own factory. On the other hand, there is not much to say about love, what about falling in love in college, because of chasing girlfriends, fighting with people in the student union, and describing his college life very realistically, with nose and eyes. Feng Zhiyao sat on the side and could only sigh in his heart, Lu Feng's nonsense, and his ability to not leak, is really impossible for ordinary people to come. The key is that he also said very details. If he didn't know who he was, he would definitely believe it. "I can see it at first glance. You are full of energy and simplicity!" Mr. Hao slapped his mouth, as if recalling his student days. His student days stopped at four Grade, then it was very simple. The two of them had a good chat. Before leaving, Lu Feng saw that he was still staring at his bag and said, "Mr. Hao, would you like to wear it?" "No need!" "I don't have a lot of money, pure cotton socks. , I think the quality is okay, I bought a few more pairs, and I'll get you a few pairs." Lu Feng was about to unpack the bag as he spoke. Mr. Hao waved his hand and walked out. "What if he wants it?" Feng Zhiyao asked aside. "If he wants it, I'll take a look. If it's wrong, go back to the sock store and get it again!" Lu Feng said to Feng Zhiyao casually, holding the bag: "The more important something is, the more unimportant it is. Guessing, the key is to behave naturally, if you are a little wrong, the other party will see it immediately." "I still need acting skills!" "There are so many things in life, acting skills, you have to learn to meet people you hate. Laughing, occasions that make you uncomfortable, those festivals where there is absolutely no need to greet each other." Lu Feng entered the elevator, looked at Feng Zhiyao and said, "We are all actors in life." In the evening, at Howard Johnson Hotel in Gemdale, Lu Feng watched the time , Just about to make a phone call to ask, the door of the private room was pushed open by the waiter, and Sister Yue was still dressed very elegantly. "Hello, Sister Yue!" Lu Feng stood up and said politely. Mr. Zhao walked in. Seeing his appearance, Lu Feng thought to himself that men still have to have money and power. Without these two things, there is basically no hope in life for a man like Mr. Zhao. "This is President Zhao." Sister Yue introduced. "Hello, hello!" Lu Feng extended his hand and said politely. Mr. Zhao shook his hand, looked at Lu Feng, and glanced at Sister Yue next to him. He felt uneasy in his heart, and sat down without saying anything. "Does Beigang owe you money?" Mr. Zhao asked straight to the point. "Yes, my factory can't hold it anymore. I came to ask for the account. I didn't expect it to be so difficult." Lu Feng sat down and said. "Is there that bill?" "Here, two copies." Lu Feng took out the contract and handed it over, and said, "It's 21 million in total." That's right, the first 18 million is the TV set that the two companies ordered from me, and the other paid the bill to this, and the latter 3 million was added later. I don't know how they did it. Got it." Lu Feng explained. "Is this contract okay?" Sister Yue asked. "There is no problem with the contract. It is the contract of Beigang. Leave this to me. Let me tell you, it is not easy to get the account now. Even if it is moved to Shen Fei's account, it may be a dead account. Eighteen million." "Thank you, thank you so much." Lu Feng turned his head and said to the waiter, "I'll serve the wine first, and I'll toast Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao looked at the company written on it, Jiafeng Electronics, and thought about it. It seemed that Mr. Mu had been talking about it recently, and asked, "Do you know Mr. Mu?" ""Mr. Mu? Lu Feng thought for a while and asked, "Which Mr. Mou? "" There is only one President Mou in China, who else can there be? "