Li Fangcheng didn't know his usual preferences at all, but judging from the pure Chinese layouts in front of him, this person seemed to like traditional culture very much, and he felt a little more confident.

What he just took from the old man’s not much treasure was exactly a very Chinese object.

But he didn't feel relaxed because of this.

As we saw along the way, there were many men and women who were obviously service staff, but everyone, without exception, was like the middle-aged man who led the way, with a straight uniform, serious smile, and a hurry.

It's okay if a person is in this state, but it's like this for a group of people, so it's very clear that it conveys a nervous aura.

Why are you nervous? It’s probably because of the owner here.

Dongzi, who was walking in front, just now looked back at Li Fangcheng. Only then did Li Fangcheng realize that the words he said before were really meant. This person's personality is probably more personal than he imagined.

But I finally had the chance to get such a person, and I came here too. If I retreated, according to the person he guessed, I was afraid that he would really bring trouble to him and fill in the pit he dug himself. Li Fangcheng, who was a little nervous, had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him forward.

The innermost part is still a very traditional Chinese style, and even the paint looks very heavy.

The door of the wing room next to it was open, and waiters in suits were orderly organizing the leftovers on the table, moving very quickly, but there was no sound of bowls and dishes colliding together.

It turned out that the group of people just now had a meal here.

The main hall is also open, Yishui's Chinese furniture, Chinese calligraphy and paintings, and even the lamps on the top are also designed for antique designs.

However, the owner here did not see them in the main hall, and they were led to the side hall next to them.

The side hall is still dressed in Chinese style, but the color is not as thick as other places, or it is heavy, and it is a brighter beige.

As soon as I entered the door, the first thing I saw was a long-haired female tea artist wearing a light green tea suit. She was making tea with her eyebrows down and her eyes were focused on her. She turned a blind eye to the number of people coming in behind her.

Looking forward, I saw a pair of feet wearing brown leather shoes, unrestrained and lazy, and bored, putting them on the carpet that looked very expensive.

Going further up, I saw the person I should meet today without any effort.

The reason why it is effortless is that you can see it with your head down. A man wearing a white shirt with two unbuttons, his skin tone was dark and his hair was not very thick. He looked over 35 years old, with the most standard capital paralysis position - in fact, he was very close to lying down, sitting on a very wide and soft Chinese sofa.

Li Fangcheng found a sense of accomplishment out of place at this time. If it is based on his appearance, I can be better than you.

After the middle-aged man brought them there, he respectfully bowed to the man who was still closed, then turned around and left, letting Li Fangcheng and Dongzi stand suddenly in the room.

The room was very quiet, with only the sound of the female tea artist next to him pouring water and making tea.

I don’t know how long it took for the one to open his eyes, but it was not them who looked at them first, but the tea artist over there.

Immediately, the female tea artist presented a cup of fragrant tea.

Li Fangcheng's attention at this time was not on the master here, nor on the tea, but on the female tea artist with a cloud of black hair.

At least he knew the importance of it, so he forced himself to not let him see the face of the female tea artist who had been walking down and looked as gentle as water.

The cup of tea was quickly finished, and the man was still sitting there so lazy, or lying there, as if he realized that there were two people standing in the room, and glanced up and glanced.

The smiles on Li Fangcheng and Dongzi's faces became even more respectful, "Hello, Mr. Wang!"

The man didn't even give a gift, his eyebrows moved, "You just want to see me?"

Li Fangcheng naturally understood that the question was himself, "Yes, I am Li Fangcheng. Thank you Mr. Wang for giving me this opportunity. This is my little intention. I hope you can like it, Mr. Wang."

He took out a small sandalwood box and presented it with both hands.

But no one came to get it.

The man was still sitting there like that, without even raising his eyelids, and the tea artist could still hear the sound of tea making timely.

Li Fangcheng had no choice but to deliver it to the coffee table next to him.

The Wang President pulled the box from the coffee table and pulled it in front of him, opened it and saw a piece of green jade inside, with a very good water head, but he only took a look, then covered the box with a "pop" and pushed it back from a distance.

Li Fangcheng suddenly realized that his object could not reach the eyes of others.

I guess if there is some origin or a master's carving work, this person will probably be interested.

In fact, Li Fangcheng completely guessed the wrong direction, or it can only be said that he was too superficial to look at the problem.

Just like Bill Gates's family is not allowed to use Apple's products, it is not that he doesn't like Apple's electronic products with excellent designs, but because of his identity, he can only choose not to like it.

When it comes to Mr. Wang's level, it is also difficult to make this yard too Westernized. Just like some people with high status like to wear cloth shoes when they have something to do. In China, sometimes returning to the authentic Chinese tradition is the most awesome outfit.

All these careful decorations, these furniture, and these embellishments are all for the sake of supporting the venue.

Nowadays, people like Mr. Wang who are not old and who don’t have high attainments in Chinese studies are unlikely to like our Chinese furniture that don’t consider much ergonomics and consider more ritualistic and level. Similarly, they are not too keen on these traditional luxury goods.

I can't say I don't like jade, but it's hard to impress him. If there were a limited number of famous watches, he might be more rare.

The careful preparation only resulted in this result. Seeing Mr. Wang closing his eyes and resting again, Li Fangcheng felt very frustrated, but he was helpless.

To be honest, just Mr. Wang’s appearance and dress would not take a look at him if he was on the street outside.

However, after the previous set-up, especially the mayor of a provincial capital city who seemed satisfied to go out here, and what he saw along the way, those staff members who were very tense, especially those behind him, Mr. Li really didn't dare to speak loudly.

Haha, I thought it was an opportunity, but it seemed that this was all I could do.

Just when he was extremely disappointed and frustrated, Mr. Wang suddenly spoke again, and his words were not at all unpredictable. "What do you want to see me? Do you want to bring me?"

However, although it is very easy to understand and is also a question that Li Fangcheng thought about before coming, he still has no answer that satisfies himself.

What can he bring to this person? What he can bring, others will do better, and it will not be his turn at all.

"I...," one by one, chose to circumvent Li Fangcheng's mouth, but in the end he swallowed it back.

He knew very well that there was only one chance like this, but even he knew that the ones that would be circling around his mouth did not have any advantages. After thinking about it, it seemed that only he knew this very well about the details of nightclubs in Hong Kong, which was a relatively unique advantage.

But for Mr. Wang, he may not be too lazy to see the nightclub level that Li Fangcheng is familiar with. Even if he is really good at this, he must at least have a name and a surname in society.

It is the level of nightclubs that he does not dislike Li Fangcheng's passion. With the special liquidity of this industry, Li Fangcheng, who has been away from Hong Kong for almost half a year, has definitely been out of touch with the information he has had.

So, Mr. Li was like a person with severe stuttering. He flipped "I" for a long time, but he couldn't hold it up at all if he wanted to say something later.

Mr. Wang didn't seem particularly disappointed. He probably felt a little bored. He shook his feet on the carpet and raised his hands slightly. Li Fangcheng guessed that his next move must be waved to make him and Dongzi disappear.

At this moment, he suddenly felt blessed and thought of something, "I know a company that never fails in stock trading,"

Mr. Wang finally had a look on his face, as if he heard a very nonsense joke, "If there is such a company, not to mention the richest man in the world, at least the richest man in China will not be the turn of others,"

He raised his hand again, and Li Fangcheng shouted, "Not in the mainland, in Hong Kong, I guarantee my life and everything I say is absolutely nothing."

"Oh?" Mr. Wang put down his raised hand again, moved his body, "Tell me,"

"Dongzi, you go down first, I'll find you when I go back," Li Fangcheng said to Dongzi who was also stunned.

After hearing what he said, Dongzi was obviously very angry. Li Fangcheng, Li Fangcheng, I used to know how bastard you were, but I didn’t expect you to be such a fucking person. Before this wife could marry her, you threw the matchmaker away.

But his anger just flashed and he didn't dare to stumble in front of Mr. Wang.

"Mr. Wang," Dongzi bowed and greeted the man, "I'm disturbing,"

Mr. Wang didn't even raise his fingers.

"And this one," Li Fangcheng was finally able to look at the female tea artist openly. Oh, as he expected, he was indeed picturesque.

If this is placed in the nightclubs he has played in Hong Kong, it will definitely be the top one among the top ones.

"Hmm?" Mr. Wang snorted in a low voice, "Can you still make the decision for me?"

It turns out that this relationship is so close? Li Fangcheng quickly took his eyes back, "I dare not, Mr. Wang, it's just because what I'm going to say next is very important."

"It's not important or not, it's not your final say,"

Mr. Wang seemed a little interested, but he still looked like he was not very interested.

Li Fangcheng knew that judging from what Mr. Wang said just now, he should have a certain understanding of the stock market.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wang, you are right. You may not know the company I want to talk about, but you must know the boss behind it,"

However, Li Fangcheng's silence failed, which not only did not arouse Mr. Wang's curiosity, but instead made his face worse.

Today, Mr. Wang can be said to be a real arrogant style. I must know who the boss behind the scenes is?

Li Fangcheng quickly remedy, "The boss behind this company is Feng Yiping,"

"Well," when I came in and took tea, Mr. Wang's head moved for the second time, "That Feng Yiping?"

"Yes, it's that Feng Yiping,"

"Since the beginning of last year, I have been in Hong Kong..." Li Fangcheng didn't dare to show off anymore, and told him all the way to tell his dream-like experience - he didn't confess so much to him.

As he explained the whole story, or memories, Mr. Wang, who had been unmoved by external things and had never reacted to anything, slowly sat up and his eyes lit up. Obviously, he was very interested in what Li Fangcheng said.

"That's it. Because I didn't know the right time to sell, I finally lost all the previous income and investment,"

"Sit," Mr. Wang pointed to the sofa on the side.

Li Fangchengzhen wanted to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and wanted to scream, and finally got to a seat.

"Are you sure, what you said is true?"

"Absolutely true," Li Fangcheng almost swears again.

"Feng Yiping also roughly said in an interview that a large part of his company's startup capital comes from the harvest in the capital market."

"I have studied his resume in detail. His family really cannot provide any help to his career. The money cannot fall from the sky. I think what he said is credible. Jiasheng's initial development funds did come from the capital market."

"But what he didn't say is that the reason why Jiasheng is famous for not borrowing money in the industry is mainly because they are still making a lot of gains in the capital market. According to the one I bribed, they have almost no defeat, and the results are brilliant every time."

"So Mr. Wang, you are right. Hasn't he become the richest man in our mainland now?"

"Haha," Mr. Wang leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, and laughed at Li Fangcheng for the first time.

He looked at the small box brought by Li Fangcheng again, "It's quite a good thing,"

Li Fangcheng was suddenly overjoyed, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that these words were a bit ambiguous. (To be continued.)

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