Rebirth of Xiangjiang: Across the World

Chapter 396
American media is very good at marketing. There are 31 days in January, and they only publish magazines on the day before New Year's Eve.

The third in the world, the richest man in Asia, and the richest man in Chinese. Once the three news were announced, they swept across Hong Kong in an instant.

Focus on promoting Zheng Yaoyang's 21-year-old age, the founder of four large-scale enterprises, from scratch, he only took three years to become the richest man in Asia.

The last Chinese who was as rich as him can be traced back to Wu Bingjian who was born in Guangzhou in the late Qing Dynasty.

The myth of Zheng Yaoyang as much as possible,
It seems to have received money, and it also seems to be killing people.

But the fact is that Zheng Yaoyang is also well-known among young people in Europe and the United States. Whenever his deeds are reported, the sales volume of newspapers on that day will increase by 30%.

The US media successfully grasped the wealth code and took the opportunity to expand the influence of its own newspaper among young people.

Countless Hong Kong people were elated when they heard the news, and their faces were filled with a sense of pride.

The splendid culture of 5000 years is not only the pride of countless Chinese people, but also a heavy burden.

Hundreds of years of humiliation, now they are still in the colonial system, I hope someone can stand up.

Zheng Yaoyang stood up, still so young, and let them see that Chinese people are no worse than foreigners.

Pigs can take off when standing on the wind, not to mention Zheng Yaoyang, his influence in Xiangjiang has reached a higher level.

It's just that as the protagonist of the incident, he turned off his mobile phone early, cut off contact with the outside world, hid at Zhou Xiaolin's house, and prepared for the Spring Festival in advance.

Being the third in the world and the richest man in Asia is not something to be excited about.

To him, money is just a string of numbers.

Especially after being in contact with the Balk group, Zheng Yaoyang agrees with this point of view even more.

Most people did not see, or selectively ignored, the Fortune 500 released on the same day as Forbes.

Huanyu Group, the number one company in Hong Kong, with a market capitalization of US$63 billion, only managed to enter the Fortune 500 list, ranking only 492.

These [-] companies are the economic lifeblood of the world, and as far as Zheng Yaoyang knows, there are at least two companies in the top ten that are controlled by Balck.

After hundreds of years of plundering, the wealth resources controlled by the old European and American consortiums are unimaginable.

The so-called rich people in the world and Asia are just being pushed into the sun.

Just like what the editor-in-chief of Hurun said decades later, every time they release a new list, they must be cautious, for fear of accidentally exposing someone's wealth.

It is not without reason that the wealth list is called the Pig Killing List.

When the day when all the companies under Zheng Yaoyang's name are on the Fortune 500, but he does not appear on the Fortune list, then the real trend has come.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, you don't plan to go back?"

Zhou Xiaolin is busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner. She likes to cook when she is free, because Zheng Yaoyang said that she likes the dishes she cooks.

It just happened to be the Chinese New Year recently, and the work for New Year's Eve has been arranged properly, and she also ushered in a rare rest day.

Zheng Yaoyang went to the kitchen, picked up a roasted goose leg on the plate, and said sadly: "Since Zijin was born, there is no place for me in my family."

"You don't wash your hands, can you stop being so sloppy?"

Zhou Xiaolin didn't like this set, but she was a little happy that they could spend the Spring Festival together this year.

"It's not clean, it's not sick after eating."

Zheng Yaoyang ate the delicious roasted goose legs, and casually asked: "What are the arrangements for this year's Spring Festival?"

"I'm watching TV at home."

"Aren't you going to play?"

"Where can I go?"

"How about we go to Switzerland?"

Zhou Xiaolin looked at Zheng Yaoyang suspiciously: "Why are you so free this year?"

Zheng Yaoyang sighed: "Being too famous is also a kind of distress, so I plan to go out to avoid the limelight."

Mingcai was pregnant, and sooner or later she couldn't hide it. When the child was born, she would always be asked to come over to meet the parents.

In order not to make Zhou Xiaolin sad, the best way is to make her pregnant too.

As long as Zhou Xiaolin is also pregnant, everything will be fine in the future. Zheng Yaoyang praised his wit.

"It's too far away. There are several meetings to be held in the third grade of junior high school."

Zhou Xiaolin was a little moved. When Zheng Yaoyang was studying, they always traveled all over the world during holidays.

But in the three years since returning to Hong Kong, she has never traveled far with Zheng Yaoyang.Just thinking about the company, there are several projects to stare at, and he hesitates again.

"It's not far away. It's a ten-hour flight. We're leaving now and we'll arrive tomorrow morning."

"Now?"

Zhou Xiaolin's eyes widened, she couldn't keep up with Zheng Yaoyang's escaping thoughts, and stammered, "The meal is almost ready now, why don't we take a while."

"You can also cook on the plane."

Zheng Yaoyang called Lin Feng and asked him to come over and pack the ingredients, and he dragged Zhou Xiaolin out.

Upon arriving at the airport, Zhou Xiaolin was in a daze. She didn't realize it until she was about to board the plane: "Let's go back, the company still has a lot of things to explain."

Zheng Yaoyang was dissatisfied and said: "It's only a few days, the company can't fail, and those managements don't live for nothing."

So much money was spent and so many people were raised.

If there will be trouble if you just leave for a few days, then why keep them.Zhou Xiaolin is good at everything, but she has a heavy sense of responsibility, and she usually worries too much.

Zheng Yaoyang decided to confiscate her mobile phone: "I'll hand it over to you when I get back. I can play with peace of mind these few days."

"Hey, don't..."

Zhou Xiaolin begged to no avail,
You can only passively accept this fact.

When the plane entered the stratosphere, she took out the ingredients packed at home and continued to cook dinner.

"Cooking in the air has a different feeling."

"Doing something else will give you a different feeling."

Zhou Xiaolin glared at him coquettishly.

Zheng Yaoyang smiled and didn't care, Zhou Xiaolin is a woman who needs to pave the way slowly.

As long as he enters the state, Zheng Yaoyang, who has experienced many battles, needs to be treated with caution. Fortunately, he has already made preparations.

In this wave, he has the advantage.

After the meal, the two sat in the lounge of the cabin, admiring the bright stars outside the window.

No matter how good the environment on the surface is, it is not as favorable as the conditions in the stratosphere, and there is no cloud cover. The sky full of stars is more than an adjective.

Zhou Xiaolin leaned on the sofa, staring blankly at the starry sky with obsession in her eyes, she hasn't been so relaxed for a long time.

At this time, Zheng Yaoyang slowly walked over with two goblets and red wine, and said with a smile: "I probably won't regret coming out now."

He sat next to Zhou Xiaolin and poured two glasses of wine: "How can such a beautiful day be without good wine?"

"Bite Wenjue's word is not suitable for you."

Zhou Xiaolin smiled sweetly, tied the wine glass, and naturally leaned in Zheng Yaoyang's arms.

There was a crisp and pleasant sound as they raised their glasses to each other.

After drinking half a bottle of red wine, Zhou Xiaolin stroked Zheng Yaoyang's chin, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of hormones.

Lips and lips touch each other, mouth water blends together, lotus roots are broken, and confusion and confusion come naturally...

Early the next morning, the plane entered the airspace of Switzerland. The weather was clear and sunny, and the alpine ski resort not far away could be seen.

Zheng Yaoyang was still asleep when he heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and boxes.

Squinting slightly: "What are you looking for?"

"Did you see my bag?"

Zhou Xiaolin was still wearing her pajamas, and after last night's madness, her original fitting clothes had already become loose and baggy, occasionally revealing a touch of spring.

Zheng Yaoyang pointed to the door, turned over, and said in a muffled voice, "I remember it was placed outside."

"Okay, you can sleep for a while, and I will wake you up when the meeting is about to fall."

Zhou Xiaolin hurried to the door, Zheng Yaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Taking advantage of Zhou Xiaolin's inattention, he took out a box of small pills from under the bed and quickly entered the bathroom.

All the small pills were disassembled, and together with the packaging box, they were flushed into the toilet to destroy the corpse.

The medicine in Zhou Xiaolin's bag had been replaced by vitamin C by Zheng Yaoyang a long time ago, and now it no longer has the effect it should have.

It was hard to trick Zhou Xiaolin out. This time, there is no room for failure in this plan. He still has three days left. Even if he does not rely on quality, he must rely on quantity to win.

(End of this chapter)