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Chapter 40 Loves to show off and spread money

classmate group.

As Liu Yifeng's designated agent, Wang Fugui also favored everyone in the group and said very generously: All students who come to Xingsha, one by one, will stay in their hotel for free.
  If he couldn't find a place or it was inconvenient to take a taxi, he would send someone to pick him up.

In addition, if you haven't eaten yet or are hungry, you can go to his restaurant to eat something first to cushion your stomach.

free.

All free.

Then there was another burst of cheers from the crowd.

"Boss Wang is awesome!"

"Boss Wang is mighty!"

"Boss Wang is so hard every night!"

"thank you boss!"

"Love you so much!"

Boss Wang was very happy and sent a few red envelopes in the group, saying they were for the taxi fares of the students.

Then I specially invited a few classmates and asked them to come to my business club to meet and have a small gathering.

These students are all doing relatively well.

There are civil servants.

There are returnees.

There are white-collar workers from foreign companies.

Some are self-employed.

Some are in finance.

Some are in management.

He also continued his studies and studied for postgraduate and Ph.D.
  Three years after graduation, they may still be far away from success, but among their peers and among the students who are still struggling to make a living, they are already quite outstanding.

As for those without Aite, they are of course average or not doing well.

Wang Fugui's special words immediately made the atmosphere in the group become more subtle.

What do you mean?
  A small group in an aboveboard way?
  Or is it an unabashed pursuit of class and cliques?
  Immediately some classmates got angry and asked, "Can I go?"
  Realizing that there was something inappropriate about what he was doing - at least it was inappropriate to do it publicly in the group, Wang Fugui immediately sent out another red envelope, and then told all Aite students that anyone who wanted to come could come.

The red envelopes were quickly snatched up.

But this time, the students' response was much colder.

Tang Shan mocked: "It has been three years, and Wang Fugui is still so unreliable in his dealings with people! He offended a group of people when he first came up, and Liu Yifeng asked him to handle the reception on his behalf. It's really disrespectful."

After speaking, he raised his phone.

"Look, I grabbed a 50-yuan red envelope."

"But I don't want to thank him at all."

Yang Chen shrugged and raised his phone.

"I grabbed 300!"

"I think I still have to thank him."

"Thanks to his style of showing off and spreading money."

……

in the afternoon.

Tangshan took Yang Chen to go shopping.

Buy a wedding gift for Liu Yifeng.

As a public employee of the Political Department of the Provincial Public Security Department, Liu Yifeng has strict regulations when organizing banquets such as weddings, such as reporting in advance, controlling the number of people, and not collecting gifts and property from certain relevant personnel, etc.

As classmates, Yang Chen and the others can give gifts.

However, in order to close the relationship, giving gifts is also a skill.

Giving too many gifts can easily cause misunderstandings among relevant departments.

If you give too little, it will appear to be insincere.

After much thought, the only option was to give a gift.

The value of the gift is not directly reflected on the spot and is relatively low-key. Afterwards, they will naturally understand it when they see the invoice of the gift.

The relationship just naturally got closer.

Yang Chen had a pair of Tai Chi dragon and phoenix gold inlaid jade worth 50 yuan. As a reward, Xie Yiran borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha and planned to give them to Liu Yifeng.

It’s also considered appropriate.

He didn't want anything from Liu Yifeng for the time being.

However, building a good relationship with classmates in the officialdom may prove to be useful in the future.

First, open the door, lay the foundation, and open up the channels.

If you contact me at the right time, it won't be so sudden.

Since he achieved financial freedom, he has thought a lot in the past few days. It is not enough to just have money. He must also develop connections, resources, background, etc. Otherwise, they are just fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Just leeks waiting to be cut.

As for those who bothered about giving gifts, of course they had to ask Liu Yifeng for help.

There is a project in Tangshan, and I hope to use Liu Yifeng's identity to build a bridge and connect people. Using him as a backer in the future can save a lot of trouble.

After some discussion, Yang Chen's suggestion was to buy something that was not obvious but relatively valuable.

Such as jade, jewelry, artwork, pens, watches, etc.

However, Tangshan felt that Liu Yifeng's wife should be given something that she would like, such as luxury goods such as bags, perfume, cosmetics, and jewelry.

In China, if the wife is satisfied, the whole family will be satisfied.

When the wife is happy, the whole family is happy.

The national conditions are like this and the customs are like this.

Sometimes focusing on wife politics can get twice the result with half the effort and achieve great results.

Yang Chen was noncommittal, but he still asked doubtfully: "Didn't you say you helped Liu Yifeng? Why did you make things so complicated? That project of yours can't be a gray project, right?"

After hearing this, Tangshan immediately said seriously.

“Absolutely legal project!”

"There is no doubt about that."

"Although I helped him, it doesn't matter if we work on both sides."

Seeing his mysterious look, Yang Chen didn't bother to ask: "Is the money enough?"

Tangshan patted his chest: "Although I am not the second generation of rich people, my family conditions are pretty good, and I can still afford luxury goods worth tens of thousands of yuan."

Yang Chen nodded.

"Okay, let's go then!"

The two drove to Xingsha International Financial Center.

A place specializing in top international luxury goods.

Hermès, Gucci, Cartier, Tiffany, Dior, Givenchy, Rolex, Balenciaga, Versace, LV, Prada, Chanel...

Various brands, everything you need!
  This is not Yang Chen’s first time here.

I came here to visit in the past. At the entrance of those luxury stores, it was like seeing a goddess hanging on a silk thread. I only dared to look at it from a distance and did not dare to enter the store.

no way.

At that time, people were poor and short-minded.

The mentality is naturally different now.

is a consumer.

It's God.

There are nearly 5000 million in the account, and there are bearer stocks and bonds worth 2 to 3 million at home. When he walked into the International Financial Center, Yang Chen's waist was straight, as if he was going to the night market.

Money is a man's courage!

Money is temperament and aura!

These so-called luxuries are indeed not worth mentioning to him.

In contrast, Tangshan seems much more restrained.

His budget is 5.

In ordinary shopping malls, 5 yuan is considered high consumption.

But in the International Finance Center, any luxury store with a price of 5 yuan can only be considered a low-end customer.

"Lao Yang, I feel a little guilty here!"

“The confidence is seriously lacking!”

Tangshan complained.

Yang Chen smiled: "Just don't think of these shops as too high-end. They are just selling things. There is no essential difference between them and the street vendors."

"It's not like we won't pay."

“Consume according to your ability!”

"As long as you don't make a fool of yourself and pretend to be fat, how come you don't have enough confidence?"

Tangshan thought about it and it seemed right.

"Lao Yang, I feel like I haven't seen you in three years. You are indeed quite mature and worthy of being my friend in Tangshan. I like you, Sao Nian!"

Yang Chen smiled coldly.

"Go and clean the chrysanthemum, it will be used at night."

Tangshan looked shy: "Brother, don't do it~"

Yang Chen retched for a while and was defeated: "Brother, get out of here!"

(End of this chapter)