After hearing Tang Feng's words, Liu Zhen thought for a while, and said, "This is how I can't tell you. We will calculate according to the method you said. Now you have paid 200 million US dollars, but it will be 50 million less than my investment. In this way, you give me 50 million US dollars or 150 million US dollars, and I will sell International TV to you."

Tang Feng shook his head, "I have always admired the Liu family, so I am very sincere in working with Mr. Liu. I will not be so mean. Let me tell you a real price. We will give in to one step, 120 million US dollars, how about it?"

"No, no, no, the rule of our Liu family is to never do a loss-making business, so 120 million yuan..." Liu Zhen shook his head with a smile, "It's really not possible. Stephen Chow and I are good friends, so I know Mr. Tang Feng's name too. I know you are a very talented and courageous person, so I admire Mr. Tang very much. But 120 million yuan, I'm sorry, I really can't do it. I think you should know the financial resources of our Liu family. If you don't dare to say more, 100 million yuan or 20 million yuan is considered to be unpainful."

Tang Feng sighed, stood up, and said, "If we use financial resources, Tang Feng will not only dare not compare with Mr. Liu, but even any wealthy man in Hong Kong will be considered to be better than Tang Feng. Tang Feng came here thousands of miles this time, only with sincerity, but his strength is limited, so he can only reach this price. I am sorry that he cannot make a deal now."

Then, Tang Feng said to Mu Tianyang: "I will fly back to Shanghai tonight, so please ask you to have dinner with Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu, say goodbye..."

After saying that, Tang Feng bowed to Liu Zhen and walked out of the office, which made Liu Zhen confused. How could he talk about business like this? He just said a few words and why did he leave? Mu Tianyang also felt strange, so he followed immediately.

In the corridor, Mu Tianyang asked, "What are you doing? I've just said a few words? Why did you suddenly run away?"

Tang Feng quietly said to Mu Tianyang: "Don't worry, just stay here and wait. I promise that this guy will definitely sell it to us within three days."

"What about the price? Can't you bite it?"

"Of course, don't mention a dime."

"You're so confident?"

"Of course, look." Tang Feng took out his cell phone and saw a text message for Mu Tianyang. There was a photo above, which was a slander of Liu Shanyang pointing at Liu Zhen and cursing. The following is a simple text description - Liu Shanyang denounced him because Liu Zhen was not good at operating international satellite TV. "He also told me that the Liu family had no pain or itch. He was almost killing him."

"So you just lowered your head and looked at this thing."

"Yes, this was taken from his house in the morning."

"Damn..." Mu Tianyang was a role model and couldn't help but swear, "How can you do this kind of thing?"

"Don't you know that there is a specialty in Hong Kong called paparazzi? As long as you give money, they can take pictures of everything." Tang Feng smiled proudly and said.

Mu Tianyang sighed and shook his head, "Does the rich still let this world live?"

"This is fair. Poor people have a hard time living, and rich people don't want to be comfortable. They take pictures of everything for you. Okay, you can go back quickly. I have to catch a plane."

"You really booked a plane ticket?"

"Yes, I ordered the day before yesterday."

"Did you decide to leave so quickly at the beginning?"

"Of course."

"What are you doing when you are leaving so fast?"

"What are you doing? Of course I went to find money. I only have tens of millions in the bank now, and it is not enough to pay the first installment."

"Do you really have a way?"

"Don't worry, I have a way, you can go back quickly."

More than ten hours later, in Shanghai, early in the morning, Liu Chengyuan and Mo Qingyun were playing Go at Liu Chengyuan's house.

Since Sun Youhe passed away, they have invested their business in some stocks, securities, foreign exchange and stable real estate developers. They no longer operated those very troubled industries and lived a very peaceful and peaceful life.

Liu Chengyuan and Mo Qingyun live next door. There is a corridor in the middle of the two villas, connecting the two families together, making it very convenient to get around.

Every morning at five o'clock, when it was just a little brighter, Mo Qingyun would come down from the building and run to Liu Chengyuan's garden. Liu Chengyuan must have been making a pot of tea and waiting for him there.

Then, the two of them would kill a game of Go while drinking tea, until their families came to drag them to lunch. At this time, they had just played more than a dozen songs when they saw a red taxi suddenly parked in front of the door. So they stopped the Go in their hands and looked around.

"Yeah, isn't this Zhiyuan?" Liu Chengyuan glanced at the car and looked at the passengers paying in the car.

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in the car jumped out, "Hey, Uncle Liu, Uncle Mo, are playing chess again."

Mo Qingyun smiled and said to Liu Chengyuan, "Ha, after so many years, Lao Liu, your eyes are still so good."

Liu Chengyuan smiled proudly and said, "Why do you think Mr. Sun should accept me back then? It's just because of these eyes."

"Hey, look at your pride."

While the two were joking, Tang Feng had already pushed open the door and walked into the garden. As soon as he walked into the garden, he saw a pot of tea beside the table. He reached out and grabbed it and drank it clean.

Liu Chengyuan's eyes were wrinkled in pain, "Oh, my little ancestor, this is the top Maojian. Is there anyone who drinks like this?"

After drinking the tea, Tang Feng reached out and wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, I feel heartbroken with a pot of tea? What's next to you that makes you feel even more heartbroken."

Tang Feng said, sitting carelessly on the stone bench.

Hearing Tang Feng say this, Liu Chengyuan suddenly thought of something, so he took the opportunity to make fun of it. He smiled and said, "Heart pain? The only one I can make my heart hurt now is me, my daughter. Could it be that you came here early in the morning to ask me for my daughter?"

When Tang Feng heard this, his face turned red, "Oh, Uncle Liu, what do you care about?"

"Haha, you little bully, you will blush." ​​After Liu Chengyuan and Mo Qingyun laughed for a while, Liu Chengyuan reached out and patted Tang Feng's head, "Tell me, what do you want?"
Chapter completed!