The Richest Man Yang Fei

　　 Jin Dabao mines in a certain province, but the industry is not very large, and most of it has a black nature. Usually, it is in favor of provincial and city leaders, and it is not possible to enter.

　　Here, but seeing Yang Fei chatting and laughing with so many leaders, this made him envious and emotional.

　　 Eating is a medium, and the main point is to talk about investment.

　　 But Yang Fei is very cunning, drinking with wine and eating with rice. Whenever the word investment is mentioned, he smiles without saying a word.

　　 Although he did not immediately agree, he did not refuse, which gave Wang Haijun a chance to fight for it.

　　 It wasn't until the seats were about to leave that Yang Fei deliberately or unconsciously talked about the clothing business with Jin Dabao.

　　 "Lao Jin, our garment factory has to expand. Each of us will invest another 10 million yuan to build a large factory of 50 million yuan!"

　　 Jin Dabao was taken aback, and said with a wry smile: "The problem is, I don't have so many funds in my hands."

　　 Yang Fei said, "Then I invest more and you less."

　　 Jin Dabao said: "Okay, what about the shares?"

　　 Yang Fei said faintly: "Of course it needs to be adjusted. Adjusted according to the investment ratio, what do you think?"

　　 Jin Dabao is a wise man who knows the truth about being next to a big tree to enjoy the cold. Although I have fewer shares, the total share capital has expanded. As long as the factory is profitable, I can only make a lot more money, so I readily agree.

　　 Wang Haijun, who was in the audience, moved his eyelids and asked, "Mr. Yang, where is your garment factory going to be built?"

　　 Yang Fei said: "In Shanghai, it is a garment factory."

　　 "Already in production?"

　　 "I acquired an old factory, but we are planning to invest in expansion."

　　 "Mr. Yang, you can consider building it in our city! All the preferential policies I mentioned before are completely suitable for you!"

　　 "This? Shanghai's geographical advantage is still quite obvious."

　　 "Shanghai is good, but our city is not bad, land is cheap, and labor is cheap. The most important thing is that the preferential tax policy we give is unmatched by Shanghai."

　　 Yang Fei groaned: "However, our garment factory, which mainly produces tooling, has received a lot of government orders in Shanghaila. If this suddenly leaves, the order will be ruined."

　　 Jin Dabao listened, and couldn't help but stunned, thinking that the production of tooling is the keynote you set today. When did you get the order from the Shanghai government? Are you talking nonsense with your eyes open?

"Tooling! Great!" Wang Haijun laughed, "I really can't help with other clothing. If it's tooling, I can promise that I will give your factory orders, absolutely no less than Shanghai! Our city Here, there are currently three provincial-level economic development zones, and two additional provincial-level economic development zones will be added! There are many enterprises."

　　 Yang Fei smiled and said nothing.

Wang Haijun knew that there was a play, and struck the iron while it was hot, saying, "That’s good. I can hold a corporate forum to introduce you to all the bosses in the city. In addition, state-owned enterprises and various schools, I can call the shots, all Orders for tooling and school uniforms will be handed over to your factory. What do you think?"

　　 Jin Dabao was already stunned!

　　 Nima's!

　　 Can business still do this?

　　 Yang Fei lied casually, and he got a big order!

　　 Jin Dabao has a sound, I think I've learned a lot.

　　 No wonder Yang Fei is better than himself and makes more money than himself.

　　 People's minds just turn fast!

　　 "Well, relocation is not a trivial matter. Leader Wang, please allow me to discuss with the shareholders before I reply, okay?"

　　 Moving the factory is just a buffer, something that is too easy to get, others may not cherish it.

　　 "Okay!" Wang Haijun finally got a more certain intention, he was in a good mood, and smiled, "Come on, let's have another drink, Mr. Yang is really massive!"

　　 During the banquet, Yang Fei and Wang Haijun stood up and went to toast Tang Mingde.

　　 When Yang Fei made a toast to Tang Mingde, Liang Yulou, the owner of Yulouchun, was also there, and several people inevitably had to clink glasses and talk a few words.

　　 After dinner, Wang Haijun invited Yang Fei to the dance party, not only to entertain the distinguished guests, but also to further close friendship with Yang Fei.

　　In this era, dancing is a fashionable thing. Offices, schools, factories, and mines will organize dance parties at night.

　　 Yang Fei was very active when he was in school. On weekends, he would mix up the dances held by all grades, and even went to the dance halls of surrounding schools and factories to find girls to dance.

　　 Without waiting for Yang Fei to speak, Jin Dabao has already agreed happily.

　　 My companion has agreed, and Yang Fei will of course accompany it.

　　 The ball held by Wang Haijun has a very high standard, which is not comparable to the level of the school and the factory.

As soon as 　　 entered the field, Yang Fei saw several tall, slender beauties with delicate faces.

　　 One of them, Yang Fei vaguely knows, it seems to be a host of the provincial TV station, I have seen it occasionally when the TV is changing channels.

　　 Selling cakes!

　　 Leadership is different, dance a dance, and all the stars are celebrities!

　　 It's just that the host arranged this time is used to accompany Yang Fei.

　　Wang Haijun smiled and introduced Yang Fei to the host, but he forgot to introduce him. Maybe, in his cognition, Yang Fei could not have known a hostess like her, right?

　　 "Mr. Yang, hello." The host reached out his hand generously, "Can you please dance a dance?"

　　 "Thank you." Yang Fei nodded, holding her right hand with his left hand, and putting his right hand on her soft waist at the same time.

　　 "Mr. Yang, I have read your report."

　　 "Really? Square dance?"

　　 "Apart from the square dance leader, you are still the richest man in Taohua Village."

　　 "Hehe! May I have your last name?"

"you do not know me?"

　　 "Should I know you?"

　　 "Liu Ruoli." She was slightly depressed, and her pride was hit.

　　 Apart from anything else, Miss Liu’s dance is very good, she has a light body. She has a soft waist, elegant temperament and skillful dance steps. She is a good partner.

　　 "Mr. Yang, do you want to advertise your products?" Liu Ruoli didn't just come to dance with people, she also had her purpose.

　　 "I want it." Yang Fei's words are like gold.

　　 Liu Ruoli had to sing the trick: "The ratings of our show are pretty good, you can consider putting an advertisement on our show."

　　 "You are the host, do you have to come out to pull the advertisement yourself? Isn't the advertising department responsible?"

　　 "A guest star. We are all soldiers. We need to move wherever we are."

　　 "Interesting."

　　 "If Mr. Yang is interested, I can quote you a price."

　　 "Don't talk to me about the regular price of the publication." Yang Fei smiled, "I want the reserve price."

　　 "Mr. Yang, you know our way!"

　　 "Know a little bit about it. Are there any commissions for your ads?"

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 "Don't get me wrong. If possible, I would like to put a lot of advertisements on your station, not limited to your shows, of course, your show, I am the key target. Can you call the shots?"

Liu Ruoli's eyes lit up and she smiled: "Of course you can call the shots. This time I am here to discuss cooperation with you on behalf of the station. It will be next year’s advertising bidding time. If you are interested, we can make the most Good advertising time is left to you."

　　 "The best is not necessarily the most suitable."

　　 "What does Mr. Yang mean?"

　　 "I am a greedy person. I don't ask for more refinement but more for advertising. I am not interested in the so-called advertising logo king. There are advertising spaces in your station that cannot be sold. I will buy them all!"

　　 Liu Ruoli froze for a moment, and stepped on Yang Fei's foot.